Connor's Hogwarts

However, it was not Hermione who pushed aside the painting and walked out of the Gryffindor lounge, but Harry and his friends. Connor stood aside, but they continued to walk forward as if they didn't notice Connor.

"What do you mean Hermione? She ignored me when I said hello." Ron mumbled and walked in front.

"Maybe there's something urgent, she looks very anxious," Harry said.

"Hermione wouldn't be so rash if there was no emergency. Well, I mean, Hermione is always very polite, isn't she?" The person hanging out with Harry and Ron was actually Neville.

This made Connor feel a little surprised. In his impression, Harry and Ron never played with Neville when they were in the lower grade. Why did they get together? Then he heard Harry say:

"Neville, I'm going to take you to meet someone this afternoon. You won't know who it is."

Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, "Is this the mysterious teacher you mentioned, Harry? Why can't you introduce him to me? You know I've been curious for a long time."

"No, the teacher doesn't agree. You should just go and play your game. Besides, you're not interested in our training, right?"

"Okay, but after watching you knock Malfoy over neatly, I'm impressed by your training. How about you take me with you?"

"Oh, let's start with how you, like Neville, can insist on getting up early and running with me every day."

"Ah, let's forget it and think about it. Winning the Youkai Duel Championship is more important."

"." Harry and the others drifted away, leaving Connor, who was messy in the wind, dumbfounded.

What the hell? Is Harry going to carry forward the path of physical cultivation? Connor hadn't paid much attention to Harry's affairs for a long time. He didn't expect that this boy would become so terrifying now. Not only did he achieve magical powers, but he even accepted an apprentice and taught him. Could it be that it was really a mistake to give Harry the right skill points?

Connor quickly withdrew his gaze. Anyway, Dumbledore was in charge of Harry. I have nothing to do with rain. Don’t blame me for anything that happens.

Distracted by this little incident, Connor's nervous mood relaxed a lot. Thinking about it, he was still too nervous. In fact, he had a lot of information, and he could deal with it calmly even if the diary was really leaked.

Connor paced back and forth, carefully sorting out the information in his memory. In general, Voldemort's diary itself was a secondary threat, and the most direct harm was to the basilisk. He knew the "birth point" of the basilisk. "Yes, as long as we set an ambush there, we can gank the basilisk before it causes trouble, and then it's not too late to find the diary slowly.

As for how to deal with the basilisk, in Connor's opinion, that is just a small problem. No matter how terrifying the weapon is, it is just a snake. If you want to deal with it, don't you just have the skills?

After thinking about this, Connor was no longer anxious and could wait for news about Hermione with peace of mind.

Soon, the painting was pushed away again, and Hermione walked out dejectedly. Connor walked up to her and asked, "How is it? Did you find anything?"

Hermione raised her head, pursed her lips, shook her head and said, "No, I didn't find anything except a faint trace of black magic on the box where the books were placed. I also looked at my roommate's things. Although I found one or two props that smelled of black magic, they were not that notebook."

It’s not surprising that the wizard has one or two black magic props. Connor didn’t ask any more questions. He nodded and said, “I understand. Let’s stop this matter. You don’t need to pay too much attention to the rest of the matter. I will Responsible for handling it.”

Hermione frowned: "Are you going to tell the professors about this?"

Connor shook his head: "No, after all, I don't have any evidence to prove what it is. After all, it's just a piece of gossip I got."

Of course, it is impossible for Connor to reveal his "prophecy". The so-called "grapevine" refers to the information that Connor got from Dobby by forcing him. If Dumbledore asks about it, Connor will use this reason to excuse him.

"If possible, can you tell me what that notebook is? I'm very curious." Hermione looked at Connor, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Of course. No." Connor frowned and said with a smile: "You don't have to get involved in this matter. If you have the time, you should seriously learn how to use the magic pen. Isn't your pocket money plan more important than this? ?"

Connor couldn't hold back and put one hand on Hermione's messy hair. It felt quite good: "Just leave these matters to the adults. Children, don't think so much. Just forget what happened today. What will happen next?" I will take care of things."

After saying that, Connor jumped off the window sill and disappeared from Hermione's sight in a few leaps.

Hermione smoothed the hair that Connor had touched with one hand, waved at Connor's back with the other, and muttered: "What a kid, you're only one year older than me, why are you pretending to be an adult, just a little bit! Shameless!"

Hermione leaned against the window sill where Connor had jumped, and rolled her eyes, "Humph, I can figure out this secret by myself even if you don't tell me."

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On the other side, Connor, who returned to his dormitory, locked himself in his room. Next to him was a "Paleontology Illustrated Book" that he had just borrowed from the library, which contained an introduction to the basilisk.

According to legend, the basilisk was born from a magic egg laid by a seven-year-old rooster in the sky of Sirius, and hatched by a toad. Its sight is the most dangerous attack weapon. Any creature that directly meets its gaze will be killed immediately. , the creatures that indirectly intersect will be petrified, the fangs contain deadly poison, and the basilisk has a long lifespan if there is sufficient food. It is a very dangerous magical creature, but its weakness is also obvious: the crowing of the rooster is harmful to Deadly for a basilisk.

"Very magical creatures, completely unreasonable," Connor muttered to himself. In fact, he has never been very fond of those magical animals. The reason is very simple. These magical animals are too magical.

Most magical animals cannot be measured by common sense. The so-called common sense is a joke to magical animals. They can completely destroy your three views with their completely unreasonable talents.

For a person like Connor who values ​​common sense and logic, and who has to figure out a basic method to learn magic before he can accept it, chaotic and disordered magical animals are simply a disaster.

Connor understands very well why Grindelwald lost to Newt back then. There is no shame in losing to these weird creatures who don't want to reason with you at all.

For example, this basilisk, if you don't know its weakness, it will really stare at whoever it is and die, no matter how many times it goes, it will be sent away. It is an unexplainable terror.

But if you know how to deal with it, these magical animals are easy to deal with. For example, you will die if you hear the crow of a rooster, so Connor is not worth the snake at all.

As long as it dares to show up, Connor dares to broadcast the rooster broadcast throughout the school, and it will definitely die first.

But this treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. The core of the problem is still the person controlled by the diary. As long as the diary is obtained, nothing will happen.

In order to find out this controlled person as soon as possible, Connor must make preparations in advance, because he cannot tell others about this matter yet. This time Connor still has to fight alone.