Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 158 Peeves' Redemption
"Don't come here! Don't come here! Don't come here!"

"Woooooo, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I won't... dare to do it again"

"Don't come! Don't come! Don't.Cum.Ugh."

In a certain classroom at Hogwarts, a small figure hid in a corner, shivering, while another group of half-grown children surrounded it, with malicious smiles on their faces, a scene of campus bullying It is happening quietly in this unknown corner
"Hehehe, it's finally my turn this time. I've been waiting for today for a long time, and now I want to let you know how amazing I am!"

"Hahaha, yes, my wand is already hungry and thirsty"

"Stop yelling, no one will come to save you if you yell and break your throat, accept your fate!"

Several children raised their wands at the same time, and the tip of the wand lit up with a warm and soft light, but this light was not warm to everyone. The little figure saw these bright lights and screamed loudly, "No! -"

Then it turned around and passed through the wall behind it, and disappeared.

"Ehhh? Behind this wall is the outside of the castle! How dare it."

"It should be hiding in the wall, don't worry, it can't run away, we'll wait here for it to come out."

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from behind the group of children: "What are you doing here?"

"Oops! It's Professor McGonagall's voice!"

"Go, go! This is the signal!"

"I can't help it, it seems that I can only come again next time, count it as luck, let's go."

The little ghosts dispersed, and the room finally became quiet. After a while, a small figure poked out from the wall again. It was very short, with a broad face, big mouth and round eyes. , it looks funny, it has a downcast face, it's Peeves.

"This group of lawless little devils" Peeves muttered to himself, then curled up in a corner, the experience of more than a month was simply unbearable to look back on.

Everything has changed since that goddamn bastard with the holy light came to the castle, and he taught these brats how to play the holy light!Aren't your Holy See and wizards mortal enemies?what is this?Enemy?That bastard is even worse than Barrow!

And those stinking brats, tmd, why, how dare they treat a poor, helpless, weak elf like this.

Tmd, wsm!

"I, Peeves, am the king of Hogwarts! I have been with this castle for nearly a thousand years! They treat me like this! Excessive! Shameless! Scum!"

Peeves' bitter voice echoed in the room, but he didn't expect anyone to answer his words.

"Those kids are really too much." A figure appeared at the door of the room, and Peeves suddenly floated up. It squinted its eyes and saw the person coming. It was not Professor McGonagall, but the Ravenclaw kid Connor. .

"Are you here to laugh at me too!? Brat! Don't be so arrogant! I will definitely make you pay the price!" Peeves screamed.

"No, I'm different from those kids. I'm here to help you, Peeves." Connor showed a warm smile, trying to make himself look very sincere.

"Help me? No! I don't need help! Go away! Or I'll drip a candle on your head!"

"Actually... You are also in pain, Peeves." Connor's eyes were full of "sincerity".

"Pain? Joke! You think these brat tricks can make me feel pain! Just a little holy light.!"

"You've been misunderstood, haven't you?" Connor interrupted Peeves' yelling, and said to himself: "You were originally a noisy elf, you were born from the castle, to break this boring and silent Castles exist, right?"

"what are you talking about"

"You appeared in the castle when the school was founded. You are a noisy ghost born in the castle. Nearly 1000 years ago, the living environment of wizards was not friendly. Presumably the atmosphere in the castle at that time was quite depressing. Yes, the little wizards want to vent, want to be lively, unwilling to be lonely and other complex emotions mixed together to give birth to you, am I right?"

".You are a bit clever"

"Elves like you, who are born for what emotions feed on the opposite emotions, you are a noisy ghost, and the emotions of loneliness and depression are your food. You want the castle to be lively, so you make trouble everywhere, Getting attention, making noise is what you live for, right?"

Peeves stopped yelling, and tilted its head to look at Connor: "You are right, the more noisy the castle is, the faster my strength grows, and the more those little ghosts treat me like this, in fact, I will It will become stronger and stronger, although the holy light makes me feel pain, but it can't really hurt me... Few people can discover this, since you are so smart, then you should understand that I don't need any help."

"But you're actually not happy, are you?" Connor smiled: "Everything you do has never been understood, they will only scold you, hate you, and scold you, just like just now, even if those little devils treat you like this , and will not feel any guilt, they think you deserve it, because you have bullied them in the same way before"

"Shut up! I'm Peeves! I was born to play tricks! I don't need your wizards' understanding at all! Me!" Peeves cursed angrily, is this wizard mocking himself!

"Actually, you also want friends, right?" Connor's smile was still warm.

"Me! What are you kidding me. Hahaha. I, Peeves, would want friends? What a big joke! Hahaha."

"I want to make friends with you." Connor smiled and stretched out his hand towards Peeves, his tone was earnest and full of sincerity:

"Can I be your friend? I, Connor Lake, want to make friends with you."

"You!" Peeves was stunned, its eyes widened, making its face even more ridiculous... It really didn't expect this person to say such words, a wizard who wanted to make friends with him?Hahaha really. What a big joke...

No wizard had ever said to it that it wanted to befriend it...never.

It has been, has been, and has been hated by people since it was born, they hate its noise, hate its pranks, hate everything it does...

So, it also hates those wizards, they have always hated each other, like recently, those wizards will only treat themselves maliciously, and then fight back, and so on. And so on for many, many, many years.

Peeves thinks that this kind of life is the meaning of its existence. I play my pranks, you feel uncomfortable, and provide me with energy. This kind of life can go on forever... After all, it has been like this for nearly a thousand years. It will be like this in the future, students will be replaced one after another, but Peeves will never disappear...

It was supposed to be like this in the future.
But Peeves did not expect that there would be such a day, there would be a wizard reaching out to it, wanting to make friends with him
Friends. What is a friend?Peeves doesn't know what a friend is, and he hasn't had such a character in his long life.
But he suddenly appeared and he just stood there, stretching out his hand towards himself, with a gentle smile on his face, although the surrounding environment was very dark, but his existence seemed to be a ray of light, illuminating the whole In the room, the light is not the magic of those little ghosts, it is the light that makes me feel warm
This. Is this a friend?

Peeves lost his words for a while, the grievance of being misunderstood for nearly a thousand years, the loneliness of being burdened for nearly a thousand years, and the loneliness of watching for nearly a thousand years in the castle, this moment came to his heart at the same time...

So elves also cry?
Peeves cautiously stretched out his hand, and tightly grasped the warmth that he had never felt before, for fear that this warmth would also be fleeting.
"I would." Peeves said.

Connor showed a satisfied smile, and gave a thumbs up to Conan's portrait not far away with the hand hidden behind his back.

...everything, in calculations
(End of this chapter)