Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 412 Being too handsome is also a sin

In the morning, a Ravenclaw dormitory for boys.

In the sound of dynamic music, toothbrushes and towels danced in the air and floated across the aisle. A not-so-smart toothbrush hit the wall next to the bathroom repeatedly, and finally found the right door. The impatient master has it in his hands...

On the other side, Connor, who just woke up, opened the curtains of the room and embraced the sun, feeling full of positive energy.

On the second day of school, I feel pretty good.

After a while, Roger's inarticulate voice came from the bathroom: "Kong Na. Our morning class today. Four or four Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

Connor was still embracing the sun, his pajamas reluctantly leaving his body, and then pushed aside by the excited school shirt.

"Yes, it's Professor Lockhart's class."

"Then have you heard? The rumor about the second grade yesterday afternoon?"

After washing, Roger leaned against Connor's door and raised his eyebrows.

In order to make the dormitory more livable, Connor got Dumbledore's permission to renovate the space of his dormitory. Now Connor and Roger finally don't have to live in the same room. It is an upgraded luxury dormitory with two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom.

"Rumor?" Connor snapped his fingers, and the academy robes floating in the air beside him suddenly leaked air and spread out on the bed, "You mean the rumors about Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

"Yeah, I heard that they made a set of questions for the first class, all of which are our Professor Lockhart's personal hobbies."

Roger smiled and spread his hands, "Then Professor Lockhart released a bunch of Cornish elves and made a mess of the classroom. I heard that the elves threw all his wands downstairs. Gryffindor's That Longbottom was hung on the chandelier by the elf's ears, hahaha, it seems that our new professor is not as omnipotent as the rumors say."

"The rumors are indeed not necessarily true, but Roger, if you are more careful, you will find that Professor Lockhart's name was indeed engraved on the honor wall of the college more than ten years ago."

Connor pushed Roger away and headed to the bathroom, where Roger saw the buttons on his shirt trying to fasten himself.

"I know this, okay, but the position of a Ravenclaw prefect doesn't prove anything?"

"Well, it's really nothing, I won't tell Penello that you said that."

"? Don't be like this Connor, I still plan to become the Quidditch captain this semester. If Penelope blocks my application, I will have a headache!"

"Don't worry, don't you know who I am? I said that if I don't know how to make small reports, I won't fight, and what is the relationship between the two of us, your captain's position is very stable."

"No, hey! Connor! You're looking at my eyes and talking! Don't go! Open the door—!"

The dormitory for male high school students is daily, friendly and harmonious.

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After breakfast in the Great Hall, fourth-year Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs had their first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson of the term.

Connor and Roger and Cedric were chatting in the hallway.

"Connor, have you written down Lockhart's hobbies?"

Connor looked at Cedric with a strange face: "Why should I memorize such ghost things?"

"? You have to do the questions later, don't you know? Don't you want to get college points?"

It appears that word has spread throughout the school that Lockhart will be taking a "Gidero familiarity" test in his first class.

Hufflepuff's scoring leader, Cedric, asked with a look of anticipation and bitch, almost writing the words "You're going to give up college points, right?" written on your face...

Poor Hufflepuff has won the last place in the House Cup for four consecutive years. It would be a lie to say that he doesn't care. No, poor Cedric wants to win points by pleasing the professor...

Connor rolled his eyes, waved his hands and said, "I don't have the time to remember what color Lockhart likes, what snacks he likes..."

Cedric grinned.

"But I remember," Roger said abruptly.

Cedric cast a look at Roger as if looking at a hot chicken: "Just for a little college point, you actually went to memorize such useless things!? Roger, I look down on you!"

"..." Connor looked at Cedric as if he was looking at a hot chicken.

Roger raised his neck and said, "I want to run for the captain of the team, and I can get more points for the academy, so it will be smoother."

"What does your running for the captain have to do with your college points? Besides, there are still people in your Ravenclaw team competing with you for the captain? Isn't it not easy for you to get all the people together?"

Because I was about to be backstabbed by my roommate and I couldn't stop him, Roger said with a half smile: "Yeah, your girlfriend and I have both signed up as alternate captains."

Cedric, who was full of desire to survive, distanced himself from Roger in an instant, his eyes were full of hostility, and the boat of friendship capsized just as he said it.

"Then we are enemies now, Roger."

"..." Connor's heart didn't fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh.

The three of them were noisy, and soon came to the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Cedric said with some belatedly: "Why do I feel that something is not right all the way?"

"I have this feeling too." Roger nodded in agreement: "It does seem that something is wrong."

"I see!"

The three of them just sat down at a long table when Cedric suddenly slapped the table, attracting the attention of the whole class, and the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became weird...

"Bastard..." Connor muttered in a low voice, and then he suddenly lay down on the table, hiding his face in his arms.

Cedric and Roger also noticed something, and they sat beside Connor, one on the left and the other on the right, blocking the sight of the students in the class. After a while, the strange atmosphere finally disappeared.

Cedric looked at the classroom that had returned to "normal", lowered his voice and said, "What's going on with Connor? I just said that something was wrong. The students I met along the way seemed to ignore us. And what happened just now? Why are those girls' eyes so scary?"

"Let me tell you, why did so many people see me in the lounge yesterday and didn't say hello? I thought I offended them somewhere. So it was Connor who did it?" Roger suddenly asked.

"Even without me, you will be treated almost the same..." Connor slowly raised his head, straightened his collar, and then raised his right hand, revealing a sterling silver ring on his right index finger.

"This is a small prop that Professor Dumbledore lent me after the opening ceremony. It can reduce my sense of existence as much as possible. The principle is similar to the concealment spell that shields Muggles. Under normal circumstances, if I don't take the initiative to say hello Otherwise, no one will notice me..."

"What kind of weird prop is this?" Roger muttered, "How could Principal Dumbledore give you such a thing?"

"I seem to have heard of it somewhere..." Cedric rubbed his chin, suddenly said: "Oh! I remembered! This is [Invisibility Ring], right? But I remember that this kind of prop is for those mixed-race Veela Is it useful? Could it be that Connor you..."

Connor looked up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, and sighed sadly: "Oh...sometimes...too handsome is a sin..."

"..."

"..."

"Just think of me as having Veela blood. Anyway, until I can't control my strange ability, I still have to wear it." Connor shrugged. In fact, he had tasted the sweetness and didn't intend to wear The ring was returned to Dumbledore. It was only two days before he discovered how wonderful such a clean life is.

"But... isn't Veela maleless? And we don't think you have changed?"

"Just treat me as a pervert, right? And you are not women, how could you feel my sexy charm?"

"..."

"..."

Fortunately, Roger and Cedric didn't know Pinru, otherwise they would be very curious about why Connor was wearing her clothes.

Just when the two of them were shocked by Connor's coquettish aura, another "coquettish wind" slid in from the door, spun around the desk aisle, and rolled towards the newly built spiral staircase at the other end of the classroom.

Rose petals are flying all over the sky, and our Protestant beast, Gilderoy Lockhart, makes his debut with his dazzling white front teeth.

(End of this chapter)