Connor's Hogwarts

"I was wrong from the start."

On the top of Ravenclaw's tower, Connor stood with his hands behind his back facing the wind. He looked quite handsome like a swordsman. Looking at his back, he gave people the air of a strong man.

"." Conan was fed up with this silly master who came to him to complain about anything. He stared at him with dead eyes and said listlessly, "What's wrong?"

"I discovered that even if the paper man comes to reality, he will not belong to you. Those dead otakus who lick the paper every day and think that one day the paper will come true are all daydreaming!" Connor waved his hand suddenly. He raised his eyebrows and said with high spirits: "Stupid! Incomparably stupid! What you love is just a virtual fantasy! Why don't you people understand!"

"." What is this idiot going crazy about? Are you sure you are not talking about yourself? Conan twitched his lips, feeling like he was about to be forced out of his true emotions by Connor.

"Conan, I understand." Connor turned around with a relieved expression like an enlightened monk. He clasped his hands together and said, "Only paper people who live in paper are real paper people."

"So you finally saw through the paper man's true nature, came to your senses, turned around, and accepted the love shown by those little girls?" Conan said while holding on to his dead eyes.

"No!" Connor raised his hand: "I just understand this truth. In fact, I still love Paper Man."

".?"

"Ahem, I think my magic has great potential." Connor's eyes suddenly became erratic: "Maybe Lee and Cedric are right."

"Hey, boring, let's go." Conan sneered, turned around and ran away.

"Wait a minute, Conan, where are you going? Hey! Don't go! Hey!"

Conan walked away without looking back, proving with facts that paper people also have dignity, leaving Connor alone and helpless on the roof. When the cold wind blew, it became a little more desolate.

"Eh, that's really troublesome." Connor sighed, slowly sat down, and looked at the distant scenery of melting ice and snow, his thoughts wandering.

Since seeing the Mirror of Erised, Connor has had more and more dreams, and every time he dreams about things from his previous life.

Those bits and pieces that he once thought he had forgotten reappeared in his mind again and again, as if to remind him that everything now was just a dream.

In fact, Connor felt that he had not changed much. Even though he had lived for more than ten years, he no longer felt that he was in his thirties. Instead, he felt that he was getting younger as he lived, even though his body was already young. .

There should be nothing to do with a person's mentality and the number of years he has lived. It's just that after more experience, he will inevitably think too much when looking at problems.

Connor originally felt that he should be young, but when he recalled his past life, he felt old again.

Humans are such complex and contradictory creatures, aren't they?

People see Connor as cheerful, mature, young and promising, but only Connor himself knows that he has not changed much. He is just a stubborn and timid autistic child.

From the past to the present, it has always been.

In the eyes of others, Connor is the proud man who led the rise of the Lake family. He has invented one creative and epoch-making magic item after another, and his future is limitless.

In Connor's own eyes, he is just a lucky thief. This is not something to be proud of. His original intention is just to make the world more familiar and approachable.

In the eyes of others, Connor is a true magic aristocrat who has top-notch grades in magic courses, is proficient in all magic courses, treats others like a spring breeze, is elegant, easy-going and full of temperament. He is perfect and enviable.

In Connor's own eyes, learning magic is out of interest, and the external image is just a mask, which is a performance. I belong to the Lake family in this life. Since this family has given me warmth, then I will To repay something, for the sake of the family, I need to erect such an image. This is my duty and my responsibility.

In the eyes of others, Connor is a playboy who is surrounded by flowers and gets everything he wants. All the influential figures in the school call him brothers. He has a large harem, many brothers, and a wide network of contacts. He is a real winner in life.

But in Connor's own eyes, he has always been alone.

There is always a thin film between Connor and his classmates. Connor knows what the people around him are thinking, but no one can guess what Connor is thinking.

In Connor's subconscious mind, he did not dare to have true heart-to-heart conversations with others. The so-called heart-to-heart communication is a mutual process. When Connor interacted with people, he was actually giving his sincerity, [happy to help others without asking for anything in return] This sentence would not feel inconsistent with him, but he did not dare to accept other people's sincerity.

Whether it's the psychological shadow of time travel or being hypocritical, it's undeniable that Connor has been deliberately avoiding accepting other people's feelings. He's afraid, he's afraid that all this is just another fantasy, and he's afraid that someone will do it again. He was hurt, and he was afraid that one day he would wake up and everything would be "again" and no longer exist.

Maybe Connor didn't realize this before, but after looking in the Mirror of Erised, Connor has confirmed that this is his "inner demon" and the real reason why he can't use the Patronus Charm.

In fact, Connor didn't even realize that he had always had a tendency to "self-harm", whether it was blocking the curse for the "fake Weasley brothers" in the first grade, or last year when he took an adventure to save Alice from Connor's subconscious. Here, his own life is "worthless". He may not even know it himself, but he saves people with the idea of ​​"it's over once and for all, and maybe he can go back to the past."

But people can't live in their own world. Connor will also feel lonely. Subconsciously, he also hopes that someone can understand him and care about him.

So he created the monster card and let the familiar "past" take him out of loneliness; so he created Conan. He didn't dare to tell others about his worries, but he could tell them to his paintings; so he created Artoria. Trying to create a lover that only belongs to you.

It's a pity that it is already a "life" with a soul, so how can it really belong to him? Connor also hopes that she is a free soul.

Connor smiled bitterly. Now he is not even willing to tell the truth to Conan. Since looking at the ghost mirror, he has become more and more autistic.

Connor suddenly wanted to drink, but he didn't dare to get drunk, and he didn't know if it would relieve his sorrow.

"Found you! Mr. Lake!"

Suddenly, a shout interrupted Connor's thoughts. Connor was stunned and turned to look in the direction of the sound. At the window on the eighth floor of the castle, Miss Granger, whom he had not seen for a long time, was looking towards Connor. Stop waving.

"Mr. Lake! Here, here!" Miss Granger was still shouting.

Connor tilted his head. Wasn't this girl tricked by him into looking for a brotherhood? What are you looking for?

"Mr. Lake! Come here quickly! It's very dangerous there!"

"." Connor scratched the back of his head in confusion, then stood up, jumped slightly, moved horizontally, and flew in through the window under Hermione's stunned gaze.

"What do you want from me? Miss Granger."

Hermione opened her mouth wide, pointing at the roof over there, and at Connor, and said in disbelief: "You can fly!?"

".As a wizard, is it weird to be able to fly?"

"But...but you don't have a broom. You're only in third grade and can't learn to disapparate."

"Flying is not a broom's privilege, right? It's not difficult to fly. If you want to learn, I can teach you." Connor shook his head and smiled: "Okay, now can you tell me what you want to do with me?" Miss Ranger?"

Hermione finally calmed down, put aside the shock of her senior being able to fly, took a deep breath and said, "I have discovered the secret of the badge! Mr. Lake!"

"Oh?" Connor asked with a smile, "What did you find?"

Hermione took out a small box from her arms and opened it. The audit badge belonging to the fraternity was lying in the box, well-kept, wait, in the box? Connor's expression turned strange.

"This is the membership badge of an ancient mysterious organization that belongs to the school, right! And Mr. Lake, you are now a member of this organization, right! And the female swordsman and the old... ahem, I'm looking for are also this one You are a member of the organization, right?" Hermione said triumphantly with a firm tone.

Connor put a fist on his mouth to prevent Hermione from seeing the raised corners of his mouth. He pretended to be calm and asked, "How did you come to such a conclusion? Miss Granger."

"Hmph!" Hermione raised her neck proudly, convinced that she had discovered the truth: "I have been looking for clues to this pattern since I got this badge, but I read many books and couldn't find a similar pattern."

It's a mystery if you can find it. Speaking of which, why did this girl put the badge in a box? This means that she hasn't received any information from the fraternity in the past ten days.

"But last week! I finally found this familiar pattern!" Hermione's eyes were bright and her tone was impassioned: "It was in the school weekly newspaper!"

"I think I found the key clue! I didn't expect that the school newspaper was published by this organization, but it is useless to find out because the school newspaper is a new thing that only appeared this school year. Everyone is worried about the school. I didn’t know much about newspapers. Then I set my sights on the oil paintings that deliver school newspapers!”

"." Gu Liang shouldn't think that the task I gave her is to decrypt the operation, right? Girl, in fact, you opened the badge in the wrong way.

"When talking about magic paintings in the wizarding world, of course it is inseparable from the Lake family. Obviously, Mr. Lake, you are a member of this organization, and you are the [fresh blood] who entered this organization this year or last year. It is your Joining brings something new like the school newspaper, because you are a member of this organization, so you know the mysterious swordswoman, I guessed it right!"

"." Yes, yes, girl, you are so smart. Connor tried his best to hold back his laughter and remained noncommittal, saying nothing. This made Hermione more confident. She raised her head and raised her chest like a proud little swan. She continued. :

"Originally this was just my guess, but then my new discovery proved my guess. I saw a similar badge on the student council president! He must have entered this organization before you, Mr. Lake, right! This ancient The organization recruits outstanding students from the school and manages the school secretly. It is the same organization as the student union, right?"

"After that, through my secret observation, I also saw this badge on the Quidditch captains of several colleges, on the seniors who resolved disputes between classmates, and on the top students in each grade."

Hermione took a deep breath, with a flush of excitement on her face: "A mysterious organization that only outstanding students can know about, a core organization that secretly maintains order in the school, is the true face of this organization, right?"

"Bah bang bang." Connor, who had been trained strictly, smiled and narrowed his eyes. He maintained his basic decency and clapped vigorously: "Wonderful, wonderful, Miss Granger, although there is a little. small difference, but you The secret of the badge has been basically found out.”

"Mr. Lake! What are the conditions for joining this organization! I want to join it!" Hermione said excitedly, looking at Connor eagerly.

Girl, if you hadn’t put the badge in the box, you might have taken the oath of membership by now, you know. Of course, the gentle Connor would not say such hurtful words directly. He smiled and said:

"Miss Granger, I have received your intention. Before that, I would like to ask you, why do you want to join our organization? Just to meet the female swordsman you want to meet. ?"

"It was like this at the beginning!" Hermione replied affirmatively: "The female swordsman saved me from the troll. There is also an old man in your organization, right? He also saved me once, I must You have to thank them in person!"

"At the beginning?"

"Yes, it was just at the beginning, but recently after my in-depth understanding, I found that this organization has been secretly maintaining order in the school and helping students in need. Do you know, I have a classmate, his name is Neville, he used to be old He was bullied by the bad boys in Slytherin, but later I discovered that those bad boys no longer dared to trouble Neville. I asked Neville, and he said that a Slytherin senior taught him a lesson. Mal. Well, I taught those bad boys a lesson."

"And I secretly observed that the Slytherin senior also wore this badge." Hermione's eyes flashed with admiration: "Then I knew that there was actually such a group of people in the school, hiding in the dark. They work silently and protect our campus, so I want to be one of them! Contribute my share!"

"Ahem." Connor turned away with a slight blush and whispered: "Actually, this organization is not that good."

"Senior Lake!" Hermione suddenly glared at Connor: "Although I know that you are also one of them and you have contributed a lot of your own strength, you should not say that it is not good! This person has been working silently behind the scenes. The organization is great! You should be proud of who you are!"

"Yeah, you're right...cough..." Connor suppressed his blush. He didn't know what the child's expression would be like when he saw a group of lazy guys lining up in the lounge to play arcade machines after joining the club. I don’t know how a trouble-making organization could be turned into a saint organization by this kid.

Hermione saw Connor blushing and thought he was ashamed, so she nodded with satisfaction and said, "I admire Senior Lake very much, and I also look forward to working with Senior Lake, so can you tell me the conditions and requirements for membership? ?I will definitely work hard to meet the standards.”

Connor regained his composure and said seriously: "Very well, Miss Granger, I will now officially inform you."

Hermione's eyes widened.

".You passed your first interview."

Hermione was discouraged, tilted her head and asked, "First round?"

"Yes, in fact, your test begins from the moment you get the badge." Connor tried hard to use his brain, thinking about how to deceive the matter to get it back: "I was your first interviewee. Examiner, now you have passed my test with your excellent performance, congratulations."

"Really!? Then I am now" Hermione said in surprise.

"Of course, no, just passing the first round is not enough. Our organization has strict requirements for recruiting new members. You must also pass the tests of other examiners."

"how should I do?"

Connor pointed at Hermione's badge and said: "Wear this badge at all times, and you will receive [examination questions] from other examiners at certain moments. Only by passing one test after another can you successfully join We are a fraternity.”

"fraternity?"

"The name of our organization is the Brotherhood of Assassins."

"Okay, I understand! I'll do my best!" Hermione's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Junior high school students are so easy to deceive. Connor rolled his eyes twice and asked, "By the way, do you know what Harry and Ron have been doing recently?"

"Huh?" Why did you suddenly ask such a question? Hermione was a little confused. She tried to think about it and said, "Harry is working out recently and Ron is playing cards. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just heard that you have a good relationship with them, so I asked casually." Why are you not doing your job properly and are you not interested in the magic stone? Connor felt that the iron triangle was completely crooked.

"Now that we've finished talking, I'll take my leave now."

"Okay, please, Mr. Lake." Hermione asked carefully: "And Mr. Lake, can you teach me to fly?"

"Of course. How about I teach you this when you join the Brotherhood?"

"It's a deal!"

Hermione left, full of enthusiasm and expectations for the organization. Connor smiled and watched her leave until she disappeared.

He bent down holding his belly, and his suppressed laughter echoed in the corridor for a long time.