Connor's Hogwarts

On the top of the Ravenclaw Tower, Connor stood facing the sunset, with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the evening breeze. From a distance, he looked like the kind of invincible grandmaster in the book - if you ignore the man sitting The words of the little girl blowing bubbles on his shoulder

"This is wrong, this is very wrong."

Connor, who was deep in thought, didn't even notice two white and tender feet dangling left and right in his field of vision. He just looked at the slowly setting sun and was immersed in his own thoughts.

A full week has passed since Hermione's diary was discovered to be "stolen", but during this week, the campus was calm and nothing strange happened. This made Connor confused. After all, in the "original world" "online", now the secret room has been opened.

Although Ginny in the original world line got the notebook one month before the start of school, Connor felt that since Voldemort's diary has controlled who stole "him", it must also control who starts it. plan".

As for the "plan" of Voldemort's diary, Connor, who has a lot of information, can easily figure out that the diary and Voldemort himself actually belong to different "individuals". The diary has self-awareness, so from the diary From the perspective of thinking about what he wants to achieve, the answer is obvious - it wants to regain its body and strength.

And in Hogwarts, under Dumbledore's eyes, if the diary wants to regain its body without being noticed, then he will take the lives of others without anyone noticing, then he will definitely choose to open it. Secret room.

Maybe Malfoy threw away the diary just to get rid of a trouble, but the diary acted completely with his own consciousness after returning to Hogwarts. For the diary that only sealed the memories of Voldemort's boyhood, opening the secret room would be a big problem. His inevitable choice

But why hasn't it taken action yet? Connor was puzzled by this.

"Dad, you will age easily if you frown too often~" Angel's little head entered Connor's eyes from top to bottom, and she said in a humming tone while pressing the center of Connor's eyebrows.

Only then did Connor realize that Angel was clinging to him like an octopus, and he couldn't help but reveal a "loving" smile on his face: "Who did you hear this nonsense from? How can anyone in this world not frown? Where are the people?”

"Humph, Angel doesn't frown, so Angel will never grow old~" Angel patted Connor's head, formed a circle with her little hands and blew bubbles with magic power. She didn't know who she learned this from.

"Yes, yes," Connor responded dotingly. Regarding Angel, Connor really raised her as a daughter. After all, Connor himself was used to being called "Daddy, Daddy" so many times.

In addition to asking Angel not to show up in front of outsiders, Connor usually does not restrict her movements. However, Angel still likes to stay by Connor's side. She occasionally shows up in the fraternity room and does not like to talk to others. However, Angel does. She often plays in Facebook groups. No matter how you look at it, Angel is a well-behaved child.

Connor knew that she was always observing and learning, and she was becoming more and more like a real "individual" - generating emotions and forming her own personality through her understanding of the world.

On the outside, she has the character of an innocent child. Connor said he was both pleased and helpless about this. Maybe when he first drew Angel, he painted her like a big sister, and now she might be his right-hand man. After all, Angel He possesses knowledge that ordinary people cannot learn in a lifetime.

But now, except when doing experiments, he would think of consulting Angel. Under other circumstances, even if there was any trouble, Connor would instinctively not want Angel to help, and would simply raise her as his daughter.

For example, now, Connor doesn't want to share the troubles in the diary with Angel, even though Angel is with Connor every day and knows basically everything.

"Dad, there's someone running over there." Angel suddenly pointed in the direction of the Forbidden Forest and said.

Connor looked along the direction of Angel's fingertips, and sure enough he saw a man in a school uniform staggering towards the castle: "Oh, that seems to be Neville, right? I heard that he and Harry have been frequenting each other recently. I’m training over there in the Forbidden Forest, probably doing some sort of running race.”

Connor said this and planned to ignore this small matter, but when he was about to turn his head, he found that Neville stretched out his wand and shot a bright red light bullet, but the wand was not raised upright, and the light bullet was tilted. It was launched and only drew a flat parabola, but Neville, who was running, didn't pay attention at all. He raised his wand and fired the next light bomb towards the sky.

At this time, Connor also realized that something was wrong. Sending magic flares usually meant asking for help. It seemed that Neville was in some trouble.

"Come on, Angel, let's go take a look." Connor's face straightened, and he Apparated directly above Neville. Connor had obtained the Apparition in the castle from Gryffindor as early as the first grade. Although he has the authority to do so, he would not reveal his ability under normal circumstances, but now is obviously not the time to care about this.

"What happened Neville?"

Neville, who was still running hard, suddenly felt himself being pulled. Only then did he realize that a senior classmate had appeared next to him out of nowhere. He had no time to tell who the person was, so he said breathlessly. : "Help! Help Harry! Harry was captured in the Forbidden Forest!"

Connor's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could ask any more questions, a broomstick appeared in his hand, and Connor flew quickly in the direction where Neville ran.

"The snake was so big that it swept Harry away. Help, help? Where are the people?" Before Neville could finish speaking, when he raised his head again, there was no one in front of him. He was stunned. Then he continued running towards the castle, while firing flares to try to attract others' attention.

On the other side, Connor was driving his broom at full speed to fly into the Forbidden Forest. In this situation without a clear target, the broom was of course more useful than Apparition. Connor found a lot of people fighting at the junction of the Forbidden Forest. There were traces, but he did not stop to check and continued flying towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

At the same time, Connor tapped his "belly" with his wand, and a roll of parchment suddenly flew out of his school robe, and was then caught by Angel, who was lying on Connor's back.

"Angel, look at the map to see if Harry's name is on it."

Connor's reaction ability is extremely fast. When he realized that Harry had been captured in the Forbidden Forest, the "Marauder's Map of the Forbidden Forest" that had not been used for a long time naturally came into use. This was what Connor used last school year. The map made by Arithmancy can show the names and locations of people who have set foot in the Forbidden Forest.

Angel quickly responded: "Yes, his name is moving in a flash, in that direction!"

Connor decisively turned in the direction that Angel was pointing. Connor believed that he would soon catch up with his target.

"Hmm. He suddenly stopped moving again. Dad, he stopped not far ahead."

"Okay!" Connor held the broom handle with one hand and the wand with the other, ready to fight at any time.

"Stop it! Just put down your hands and——!???"

Connor clenched his wand and rushed into the scene, but what he saw was not the scene of Harry being held hostage by some mysterious man. Instead, he was standing tall in a tattered school robe, locking the neck of a giant python with one hand and holding the other hand tightly. Harry shook his head back and clenched his fist as if to strike. His face was ferocious and imposing.

At this moment, Harry was attracted by Connor's shout and turned his head to look over. Then, in the air and on the ground, the two powerful people stared at each other and were speechless for a moment.

"..." Connor slowly landed next to Harry, looked at Harry, and then at the giant python that seemed to have been hammered to the point of losing consciousness and dying. He opened his mouth and said in a dry voice: "It seems. It's not necessary. My help?”

"No, I seem to be poisoned." Harry said as he pushed up his glasses.