Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

"That... Artel, the prefect gave us a task... Except for the auditorium on the first floor, we Slytherin will decorate everything else on the first floor, and our first-year wizard is responsible for decorating the staff lounge and Filch's office."

Malfoy said, muttering angrily.

"That stupid Filch is a Squib, he can't hang pumpkin heads from the ceiling, so it's up to us..."

"Isn't it enough to use a floating spell? It's not too difficult."

Artel interrupted Malfoy, he didn't want to hear him complain here.

Malfoy spread his hands and said:

"Have you forgotten that we haven't learned the Floating Charm yet... We will only learn the Floating Charm in the Charms class tomorrow."

Hearing him say that, Artel remembered.

In the original play, it was because of the floating spell that Hermione and Ron had a conflict, then hid in the bathroom and cried all afternoon, and finally Quirrell released the troll, and Harry and Ron would go to her...

However, these basic spells Artel has long been able to cast without a wand, so he didn't remember it for a while.

"Neither would you? You little wizards from a wizarding family wouldn't even know such a simple spell, would they?"

In fact, Artel has wanted to ask Malfoy for a long time. Since he entered the school, the first-year wizards he has come into contact with seem to be quite stupid, and many basic spells have been practiced many times and cannot be successfully cast.

"Have you forgotten that we can only go to Ollivander to buy our own wands before we enter school. Although we could use other people's wands when we were young, the magic power of little wizards is inherently unstable, and it's easy to use other people's wands. Something happened, so…”

Malfoy shrugged.

"Although I have seen it and understood it when I was a child, I really haven't practiced any magic spells."

Simply put, theory is there, practice is not.

"So it is."

Artel suddenly realized, and understood.

Of course, he also knew that the advantage of these little wizards was during the holidays. During the holidays, they could learn from their elders and practice more and more powerful spells.

And little muggle wizards can't use magic casually, and no one teaches them.

"Then what is our mission?"

"We're going to help that old Filch move those decorations into his office and the faculty lounge, and then the seniors will help us hang them up with a levitating spell."

"The decorations are all in the basement storage room, there are jack-o-lanterns, fake witch figures, black cat sculptures, stuffed ghosts and skeletons and monster models..."

Crabbe nibbles his fingers and tells Artel about their mission as he eats the crème brûlée.

Artel twitched the corners of his mouth and clapped his hands.

"Then let's go gather!"

At this time, Artel took on the appearance of the head of the dormitory. The three of Malfoy were very obedient, packed their things, and left the dormitory in a file under Artel's command.

Artel also left, and soon, the first-year wizards were assembled in the lounge.

Leading the team were two third-year wizards, a boy and a girl. Although Artel had seen them, he didn't know their names.

There were only about twenty first-year wizards in Slytherin. After they all gathered, the senior and senior took them out of the lounge.

In the basement, the snakes from other grades are in charge, and the first grade is only responsible for moving things from the storage room in the basement to the first floor area.

Artel knew the floating spell, so he didn't need to exert any effort. With a little magic wand, a dozen jack-o-lanterns and some other puppets, the sculpture floated smoothly, and then followed Artel's back and floated up to the first floor.

Malfoy and the others looked envious, but they didn't know the floating spell yet, so they could only do it themselves.

Fortunately, the jack-o-lantern is not heavy, the little wizard can take two at a time, and everyone can cooperate with other props, so there is no trouble.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner. After Artel completed his task, he watched happily.

The other little snakes didn't think there was a problem either.

After all, selfishness is a small sign of Slytherin. If it was the Lion House, there would definitely be many people who would accuse Artel of not helping his classmates.

"Humph!"

Pansy snorted softly as she passed by Artel.

There was a fine layer of sweat on her forehead, and it seemed that she was very tired after several trips.

Artel saw fear, envy, jealousy, and a hint of hope in her eyes.

"Do you want me to help her?"

Artel rolled his eyes and continued to sit there, happily watching the little wizards rush in and out.

I don't know how long it took, but the little wizards finally brought up all the props they needed. After they were sorted into different categories, the two seniors started to work.

Under their sorcery, jack-o-lanterns floated up and hung from walls and ceilings.

There are also some magic jack-o-lanterns that fly around in the air after being casted.

And props such as witch dolls and black cat sculptures are also placed on walls and corners. After being activated by magic, these things sometimes move suddenly and sometimes make scary sounds.

After finishing everything, it was time for lunch. Artel didn't really feel anything, but the other little wizards were tired and hungry, and howled and rushed to the auditorium. *