Artemis was somewhat impressed upon arriving at Hogwarts, although he masked it skilfully.

It had been a while since he had been in any educational establishment, and at the feast that night the hoard of students seemed almost daunting.

At his side, Malfoy pointed out the dreaded Potter boy. Artemis knew his story, and was disappointed about how casual he seemed, chatting to the people around him.

"The red-heads a Weasley," spat Malfoy. "And the ugly girl's a mud blood."

"She's not that ugly," replied Artemis, enjoying the shock in Malfoy's eyes. How weak he was, to let his emotions show so freely. "I mean, sure, her teeth are somewhat.wonky, but the rest of her is fine." Artemis was really getting into this contrariness thing.

Before Malfoy could reply, the doors swung open and Butler limped doggedly into the room, to the gasps of the students. Artemis grinned with great satisfaction as he surveyed people's reactions. The sweet taste of success!

And then the headmaster told them all about the tri-wizard tournament. Artemis's eyes positively sparkled, along with everyone else's. Oh, the money, the glory!

And so, school began.

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In his classes, Artemis swiftly caught on. He was careful to glean all he could without drawing much attention to himself. However, he couldn't help the suggestive glances of the girls. I mean, he was rather suave, and older. Unfortunately, for them, Artemis looked scornfully upon the finest Hogwarts had to offer. He found that people throwing themselves at him was a turn off. Anyway, no one could measure up to Holly and Juliet, the only females that he'd ever respected and liked.

Artemis quickly became star pupil of potions class, despite his efforts to remain inconspicuous. For a few days Malfoy had not spoken to him, after being continually ignored Snape.