Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 334 The Question of the Bloodman Barrow
"I'm wondering, is your magic a little too unsolvable?" Dumbledore glanced at Artoria, who had a normal face, and turned to Connor next to him, "I doubt whether I can fight it." We have to win Miss Saber."

Connor shrugged: "Theoretically, as long as Saber's magic power is exhausted, she can be defeated, but I don't think Saber's magic power can be used up at all. After all, in a sense, she is now an elf. I can already understand Why did the Holy See want to take Alice away so much?"

"Indeed. An elf that cannot destroy [Mystery] cannot be killed. This is the scary thing about elves, and it is such an elf with almost no weaknesses." Dumbledore stared into Artoria's eyes for a while, and then He added: "However, Ms. Saber's spiritual weakness is quite obvious, Connor, you should teach her Occlumency."

The old man casually used Dementia again, and Connor twitched his lips: "I see."

"As for the protection of the soul, that Miss Angel is very powerful. I almost want to ask her about magic, but Connor is not as good."

"No need, I will figure out the imprint of inheritance soon, and I will give you a backup copy of that knowledge, so you don't need to trouble yourself again." Connor said with a smile, and he just He won't let his obedient daughter stay with this bad old man.

"Okay." Dumbledore didn't care, turned and walked towards the castle: "Harry seems to be very enthusiastic about becoming a warrior. Now that Harry has already embarked on this path and seems to be very talented, I think Harry's training plan should be adjusted appropriately."

"." Connor waved to Artoria, and Artoria returned to his earrings. Connor followed Dumbledore and asked, "You don't really want to give Harry Train yourself to be a swordsman? Although I think exercising is a very good thing, Harry can’t possibly reach the level of a saber. Human beings have limits after all, and it’s unnecessary to invest a lot of energy in this area. "

Connor asked Gandalf to train Harry. He didn’t really want to turn Harry into a berserker. He just played a joke with the vicious mentality of “exercising is not bad anyway”. I'm just a kid, I'll give up after a while when I'm tired, I didn't expect any results, who knows that Harry's head is not ordinary iron, physical exercise is not only not lazy, but "increased" and super doubled.
This was beyond Connor's expectations.

"There's nothing wrong with being a swordsman. No one said that wizards can't really be swordsmen, right?" Dumbledore glanced at Connor, but Connor was confused.

"what?"

"If the technique of applying magic power to the body is used well, it will certainly be much stronger than ordinary wizards." Dumbledore said with a smile: "I think we can teach this to Harry and cultivate a 'Gryffindor'." It's not impossible."

"."

Of course, magic power can affect the body, but no wizard would do such a boring thing. At most, it is to use magic power to enhance the reaction speed. After all, no matter how strong your strength is, if someone else casts a spell on you, you will also end up with claws. Human beings Wizards don't have Hagrid's magic immunity. If they don't become long-range mages, they run to become melee fighters. Isn't that the light in the toilet?

Connor didn't understand Dumbledore's operation, so he had to mourn for Harry. Harry seemed destined to inherit the mantle and go further and further on the road of Gandalf
"Voldemort can't bear it for long, and his body can't last long..." Dumbledore said calmly: "Recently, I will find more opportunities to leave the school and see when he can't bear it, but I don't think he will be easily baited." ..."

"Oh."

Dumbledore glanced at Connor and said, "You didn't understand what I meant. Although I left a lot of hints, I don't expect Harry to find out the truth."

"what?"

"If Voldemort does something, you have to find a way to make Harry aware of it."

"..." Connor Dead Fish looked at Dumbledore: "Why should I do such a boring thing?"

"Otherwise, wouldn't your hard-earned levels be wasted?"

"?" Connor slowly made a question mark.

Dumbledore and Connor returned to the castle, walking on the stairs like nothing else, ignoring the school rules...

All the way to the eighth floor, Connor looked at Dumbledore strangely: "Professor, where are you going? Going back to the office so late?"

Of course the headmaster's office is not the headmaster's dormitory...Dumbledore didn't sleep in the office.

"Oh, I'm going to return Harry's invisibility cloak to him, you go back first."

"..." You are really a caring grandfather... Connor waved his hand, separated from Dumbledore, and walked to the Ravenclaw Tower alone, but met an unexpected visitor in front of the Eagle Ring.
"Mr. Barrow? What are you doing here?"

Going to school at Hogwarts, it is normal to encounter ghosts at night, but no one is willing to bump into the bloody Barrow, after all, this is a bloody ghost, and it is not too much to say that he is the scariest ghost , Connor stood in front of Barrow, feeling that the temperature around him had dropped a lot.

"Connor Lake." Barrow was full of ghosts, staring at Connor with terrifying eyes, "Helena disappeared. You know where she is and tell me."

"." Connor almost forgot about it. Barrow is different from Helena. He is a real ghost, and his obsession is Helena. Helena has been missing for so long. He should be very anxious. But I don't know how he found himself here.
"It doesn't make sense for me to tell you this question." Connor didn't pay much attention to Barrow's tyrannical expression, shrugged and said, "Although I do know where Helena is, you can't go there either."

"Where..." Barrow said, "I just need an answer."

Connor thought about it, and felt that there was really no need to hide anything, so he told Barrow: "She's right here, right above us."

"." It will be Barrow's turn to be silent. He doesn't quite understand the meaning of Connor's upward gesture. Is it in the Ravenclaw Tower?But he searched all over and couldn't find Helena.
"Okay, if it's okay, I'm going back to sleep, please let me go." Connor waved his hand, answered the eagle ring's question casually, and got into the Ravenclaw tower. He stood there motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.
Connor, who returned to the lounge, was not in a hurry to return to the dormitory. He pondered for a moment, took out Facebook from his pocket, clicked on a private chat window, and typed: Barrow came to find you.

The message on the other side replied in seconds (a fox wearing a crown): I will let him die.

Connor: So ruthless?
Someone: Otherwise?Do I still have to show kindness to the person who killed me?
Connor: Oh, that's all right.

Connor: By the way, are you planning to stay there forever?
SB: No, I think we'll meet again soon.

Connor:?Are you coming back?No, you can come back?
Someone: .Go away.

[The crowned fox kicks Connor's fox away]

"." Connor, who was blocked, silently closed his Facebook page, lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)