NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 189
Chapter 189 The 5 Grade Challenges The 1 Grade? You Are Shameless! (Subscription Required)
“Yes…the great Mr. Saruman…”
Chris’s eyes were confused, and she answered indistinctly:
“The goblins walk all over the UK, but their headquarters, deep in the woods of Nottingham… A lot of magic is used there to shield Muggles and wizards…”
“Their leader is a descendant of King Raignac I, who is good at crafting fine silverware, magic props, and sturdy helmets and armor…”
Under the influence of the Lord of the Rings, Chris quickly exposed the old roots of the goblin resistance group.
To Artel’s surprise, the Goblin Rebel group has been secretly planning for many years, collecting a large amount of ores and rare metals, and the quantity is enough to arm a team of thousands of people if it is made into armor.
After getting the information he wanted, Artel rubbed his temples lightly.
Compared with the consumption of forging memories for Peter Pettigrew last time, the mental energy consumed this time is not much…
It seems that the practice of Gandalf’s Essence and Mysticism on “June 47” lately has some effect.
Clearing Chrissy’s memory of this, Artel got up and left the bar.
After Artel left, the confused expression on Chris’ face disappeared, she glanced around, and then looked at the burning cigar in her hand…
“Strange… Could it be that I drank hallucinogen juice? Why can’t I remember…”
Chris murmured suspiciously, her eyes fell on a fairly clean dark wizard, she got up with a smile and walked over.
After leaving the bar, Artel went around Knockturn Alley twice again, found two dark wizards, and after learning about the gathering place of the nearby dark wizards from them, he was ready to leave.
For such a long time, the wizards in North America have not been able to gather people to trouble him. It seems that there is no need to wait tonight.
Those guys are just shouting, and if they really met him, I’m afraid they would have been hiding far away…
The king of mouths?
Artel sneered and Apparated back to Hogsmeade’s screaming shack.
Take off Vya, disarm Transfiguration, put on the Lord of the Rings… Artel returned to Hogwarts through the tunnel.
After entering the castle, Artel went all the way down to the Slytherin lounge in the basement.
The bedroom was the same as when he left, Goyle and Crabbe were still snoring one after another.
Goyle sounds like a tractor, Crabbe sounds like a drill…
But when Artel went back to his bed, all the sound was gone…
“The shielding spell is really the greatest invention…”
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Artel sighed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
Tomorrow is Sunday, there is no class, so you can sleep in.
Tonight, Artel dreamed of a beautiful veela…
When Artel woke up, it was almost time for lunch.
“Oversleep again…”
Artel grunted and jumped off the bed.
There was no one in the dormitory, and Malfoy didn’t know where he took his two younger brothers. Artel changed his clothes, washed with magic, and left the dormitory.
Pansy was sitting in the common lounge area, she had been staring at Artel’s bedroom, and when she saw Artel come out of it, Pansy’s face showed a smile.
“I saw you today before Hermione!”
Pansy came to Artel and asked in a low voice:
“Did you go on a night tour last night? Hermione didn’t see you at dinner in the morning, so I guessed that you might have gone on a night tour…”
“Those exchange students from Ilvermorny still wanted to see you, but you didn’t come after waiting all morning, hahaha…”
Pansy muttered, and she could tell she was quite happy.
“So you’ve been waiting here for me?”
Artel asked, and Pansy nodded shyly and said:
“Otherwise, you will definitely find Hermione when you wake up. I can only wait for you here… But I can read books in the lounge…”
Pansy replied, looking sideways at Artel, and added:
“By the way, the Morobo of Ilvermorny has been asking about you and the basilisk today, and he doesn’t seem to believe it…”
‘so…”
A wicked smile suddenly appeared on Pansy’s face. She put a hand to her mouth and whispered:
“Hermione and I went to Malfoy and the others, and asked them to tell Morobo that you killed the basilisk for nothing… Several professors have beaten the basilisk to the point where it lost its ability to resist, but only Grid The sword of Gryffindor kills it, and you’re the lucky one who drew the sword of Gryffindor…”
Artel was stunned, is there such an operation?
The Morobo guy won’t really believe it…
But in fact, Pansy and Hermione’s statement is not deceitful…
Because the basilisk was indeed chained to the ground by the chains conjured by Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, and the most powerful eye of death was also blinded, so it is not wrong to say that it has lost the ability to resist…
Morobo asked other Slytherin people, and he could come to a similar conclusion if he was preconceived.
After all, people only believe what they want to believe…
Morobo’s heart must be more willing to believe that Artel is a lucky one……
“So he believed?”
Artel looked at Pansy with a strange expression, Pansy held back a smile, nodded, and said hilariously:
“I must believe it, the witch of our Snake House almost got into a fight with him… Listening to them, Morobo still said that when he saw you, he would discuss with you and see how you killed the basilisk. !35
“A fifth-year duel champion has to learn from a first-year wizard, and he is really shameless.
Pansy is not worried at all, Artel’s strength is obvious to all, and everyone in the dueling club knows it.
The fourth-year sister Penello is no match for him at all. Even if Morobo is stronger than Penello, how much stronger can he be?
Artel smiled and didn’t speak. He was thinking, if he crippled Morobo, would he be able to announce in advance that the fifth-year winner of the duel between the two schools belonged to Hogwarts…
The two left the lounge and came to the auditorium.
Hermione wasn’t there, and she didn’t know if she was in the library or something else.
Pansy was even happier, pulling Artel and sitting down.
“How is the registration for the duel competition going?”
Seeing many students discussing this, Artel asked Pansy.
Pansy thought for a while, and answered somewhat uncertainly:
“Now I only know that the third-year candidate should be Senior Cedric from Hufflepuff… Although many people have signed up, they are not Cedric’s opponents.”
Cedric is also a member of the dueling club, the third-year dueling king, if nothing else, he must be the one who will represent the third-year duel.
Cedric, like Hermione, had a late birthday on 4.1, so he entered school a year later, a year older than most of the little wizards of his class.
“What about the fourth grade?”
“I don’t know… But Penello-senpai signed up, and Amos, Robert…”
Pansy counted his fingers and said several names that Artel was not familiar with.
“But I think Penello-senpai might win because she’s learned a lot from you…especially about Transfiguration. 35
Artel thinks what Pansy is saying makes sense. Penello is the best student in the fourth grade. After training with Artel for several weeks, she should be able to represent the fourth grade… Of course, the premise is that she can play the cards that may apply. Sandra…
“As for the fifth…perhaps Percy Weasley from Gryffindor? Or Slytherin Prefect Gemma Farley…one of them anyway…if you beat Morobo, Should help them both…”,
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