Connor's Hogwarts

"President, don't you have anything to say to me?"

The next day, after class, in the fraternity president's office, second-year Miss Granger was standing in front of someone's desk holding several thick books and said in a bad tone.

Connor didn't even raise his eyes. The hand holding the quill was writing furiously: "What? What do you want me to say?"

The girl at the desk smacked her mouth and stared at Connor angrily: "About one night you knocked me out and did whatever you wanted, and then you just started to ignore me!"

Connor staggered, and his quill drew a long ink mark on the paper. He raised his head helplessly: "Dear Miss Granger, please pay attention to your wording. Such irresponsible words of yours will make you angry." People misunderstood.”

Hermione raised her handsome eyebrows and said angrily: "Aren't you the irresponsible person? Not only did you throw me into the Slytherin lounge after unconsciously knocking me out, but you also didn't show up during the entire holiday. You have given me any reply, but this is really not something a qualified gentleman would do!"

"I couldn't let you take risks with me at that time. Besides, didn't I explain that I have something important to do? I'll explain it to you when I get back to school?"

"You took that perfunctory message that night as an explanation? You didn't reply to me for the entire holiday!"

Connor leaned back in his chair and sighed: "Okay, I can answer any questions you have now. You have ten minutes."

"Why did you knock me out?" Hermione asked bluntly.

You must know that she felt regretful when she listened to Harry and Ron retelling the wonderful "adventure" that night. It should have been a good opportunity for her to show her strength. She also wanted to show herself as a "successor" in front of Connor. Strength, but her adventure was ended before it even began.

During this holiday, every time Hermione thought about what happened that night, she couldn't help complaining to Connor. She obviously trusted the president so much, but Connor actually put a black stick behind his back and cast a coma spell on her!

If it weren't for the fact that Connor was her immediate boss who had helped her a lot, she would definitely remember this hatred for the rest of her life!

Connor said slowly: "My dear Miss Granger, you should also know that what I am going to face that night is the most evil dark wizard in the world. I can't even guarantee my own safety. How could it be possible?" I’m taking you on an adventure, I think you should be able to understand such a simple truth.”

Hermione suppressed the inexplicable joy in her heart without revealing any trace, and raised her neck: "But why do I think, President, that you wanted to cover up this secret at that time? I know that Ivan was not actually ambushed. Diary I control it."

"." Connor pressed his brow with a headache. In order to make Dumbledore look good, the truth had of course been embellished. At that time, he had reached a consensus with Harry's three little ones, and they wanted to make Dumbledore look good. Ivan was placed in the position of the victim. The version circulated in the brotherhood was that Ivan was forced to act after being blackmailed by Voldemort. But he didn't expect that Harry's mouth was not firm at all, so Hermione knew it.

"I did vaguely guess that the person behind the scenes was Ivan, and I did deliberately knock you unconscious to keep the family scandal under wraps. Are you satisfied with this answer? Miss Granger."

Connor said angrily, no matter what, the deal is now settled, the time when the secret room took place has become an established fact, even if several different versions are circulated, it is already insignificant.

"Hmph~" Hermione snorted proudly. She was very interested in finding fault with Connor. This was probably a way for her to prove herself.

But she was just proud for a while, then fell silent, and asked with a little hesitation: "President, if I mean, if Ivan really follows Voldemort, will you still help him cover up this matter?"

"He dares?!" Connor glared, paused, and then said bluntly: "Of course he will, I had this idea to knock you out."

"But...!" Hermione gritted her teeth, and she thought so. She said angrily: "In that case, Ivan will be a criminal. You are shielding the criminal! You can't do that!"

"He is my brother." Connor crossed his fingers on the case: "As the elder brother, I naturally have the obligation to correct my brother's mistakes."

"That should be handed over to the Ministry of Magic or at least to the school. Isn't our fraternity a just organization? President, you are abusing your power!"

Hermione's tone sounded a bit "righteously indignant". Connor knew that Hermione had an excessive sense of justice. He thought she would get "sick" again after learning about what happened to the house elves, but Connor didn't let this happen. The question made sense to her.

"You said that didn't happen? You don't have to worry about it. Okay, okay, do you have any other questions?"

Hermione glared at Connor angrily, but she didn't hesitate to let him go. She asked again: "Then President, why didn't you reply to my message during the entire holiday!"

"I think I've already answered this question. I'm very busy during the holidays, and I've explained it to you once on Facebook." Connor looked at his nose and his heart. Of course, he couldn't say that he did it on purpose. I don’t want to mess with little girls anymore.

"That doesn't mean I don't even have time to reply to the message!" Hermione shouted angrily. Obviously this matter was her "big hatred". Only one side of the chat panel had a long record of pain. She I have felt it deeply.

Connor shrugged: "Do you have any other questions?"

Hermione puffed up her mouth and stared at Connor. Then Connor blinked cutely, and Hermione was a little discouraged. She had no choice but to swallow the grievances she felt with Connor. What else could it be?

Although this is the truth, Hermione still felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The angrier she became, the angrier she thought. She lowered her head, as if she had eaten a bun in her mouth and looked like she was about to cry:

"You don't even know that I stayed in the infirmary for a whole holiday. I kept my ears and tail and didn't dare to go out to meet people. You still ignored me. You clearly promised to help me deal with it. I can't wait for you. According to the news, I had to ask Madam Pomfrey to cut it for me. I was hospitalized for so long and there was no one to talk to."

Hermione kept mumbling there, with a sad look on her face. The more Connor listened, the more he felt something bad, like a cold light on his back. It seemed like it was really his fault?

Because of some gentleman's purpose, I seemed to have said such irresponsible words as "take your time, don't rush" and then turned around and forgot about it. He threw the little girl aside to suffer, but he and the little secretary Go and be happy.

It seems that what he did was not very kind.

"Ahem, that" Connor interrupted Hermione Xianglin's mumbling, turned his head and scratched his face unnaturally: "Okay, I apologize to you for this, I'm sorry Hermione, this is mine Wrong, my bad”

"Huh!" Hermione turned her head, she didn't accept this perfunctory apology.

Connor's scalp felt numb for a while, and he did not dare to sit on the chair, but he still insisted on the "dignity" of the president, put his hands on the table and coughed dryly: "This is indeed my fault, I was just joking at the time. "

"Can't you explain it on Facebook? You even ignored me during the whole holiday! I know you must think I'm annoying, but I can't find anyone to help me!"

Hermione was still a thirteen-year-old girl after all. A normal girl would have cried and made a fuss if she was treated like this. Originally, Hermione could have endured the grievance, but when Connor stood up and showed weakness, she immediately I cried out "I am self-taught without a teacher".

"President, you are just trying to amuse me on purpose. Whatever you value about my abilities is all a lie. You look down on me from the bottom of your heart. You only think that I am a clever clown who jumps up and down!"

Now Connor's head was pounding. He was so afraid of the woman's tears that he quickly walked around the desk and tried to coax the girl.

But Hermione couldn't be hugged or kissed. Apart from these high attack physical skills, he really couldn't handle this scene with his three-legged cat coaxing skills. He could only circle around Hermione in worry.

"Well, please stop crying. I really didn't mean it. I just didn't think it through. I admit my mistake. I really admit my mistake! I... can I pay compensation?"

"Do I care about your money!?" As soon as the proud airs she held before were put down, Hermione started to ignore it. Anyway, all her ugly behavior had been seen by the president. She wanted to cry, and continued to cry. He stretched out his hand to push Connor away and walked out the door.

Sorry, Connor has never seen this scene before. Although he has dealt with a lot of women since he was a child, his ability to coax people has not improved at all. After all, there are not many women who can be coaxed by him. The elders in the family were not considered little girls. He had never coaxed Penelo, and he was too lazy to coax Alice.

The key point is that he is still in the wrong. At this moment, Connor is at a loss. He even wants to use magic to solve the problem.

He quickly reached out and grabbed Hermione's wrist. If she walked out of the office door crying like this, he would have jumped into the Thames River and couldn't wash it off.

"Don't go, don't go! Please don't cry, don't be angry, okay? Doesn't it make me look like a bully? I really didn't mean to chill you, oh! My Hermione Miss, tell me what you need to do to forgive me."

Despite Connor's great ability, he was at his wits' end at this moment. Without the mask of "observer", Connor now couldn't do anything without being flattered or humiliated.

"Let go, let me go!" Hermione shook her hand vigorously. Seeing that Connor refused to let go, she took a deep breath and pretended to be calm and said: "Okay, I'm not angry, I was just a little impulsive for a moment. That’s it, President, I have forgiven you, please let me go.”

"..." Of course Connor didn't believe that the other party had forgiven him. Although he didn't care if Hermione was angry with him, otherwise he wouldn't have done that kind of thing, but he let Hermione leave with tears on her face. His office is absolutely out of the question, and he wants to live a few more years.

"Actually, I haven't forgotten about you Hermione. I originally wanted to leave you a surprise, but I didn't expect that you had already cut off your cat ears."

"?" Hermione looked at Connor with an expression of "Do you think I'm mentally retarded?" Then she threw her hands away and struggled harder.

"Stop, stop! What I said is true! I didn't lie to you, look!"

Connor shouted loudly and motioned Hermione to look above his head. As a result, Hermione immediately became obedient and froze at a glance.

"This...is this?"

I saw two snow-white "furry ears" appearing on Connor's head at some point, which were exactly the same as the cat ears that he had on his head at that time.

The two furry ears that appeared on Connor's head did not seem out of place. Instead, they diluted his unique aura of being "above and above" due to his accumulation of wealth, status and ability.

Connor looks a bit...cute like this?

Hermione opened her mouth in surprise: "What...what kind of magic is this?"

Hermione stared blankly at Connor's ears. She wanted to reach out and touch them but didn't dare. Her eyes were full of stars in anticipation.

"..." Connor twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly and forced a smile: "Look, I didn't lie to you. I originally wanted to teach you this new magic, and you can put away the cat ears at any time. I had another surgery to cut it off. I was just too busy during the holidays and I forgot about it. I didn’t have time to tell you. I’m embarrassed to tell you again after I got back to school. Of course, this was my negligence, so I asked you about it. You apologize."

That bullshit new magic is actually a variation of Connor's Animagus, he just conjured up his fox ears.

This kind of transformation is not very difficult for wizards who have mastered the complete Animagus, but generally no one would be so bored to do this kind of thing. After all, Furikong is not popular among wizards in England.

Connor was also forced to have no choice. He just wanted to find a reason to fool him. In desperation, he had no choice but to sacrifice his "hue". He just hoped that this brat would not be ignorant of praise!

"Really...really?" Hermione said timidly, blinking her big eyes.

"Really! How could you lie to you? I just didn't have the nerve to confess to you at first. I tend to forget things when I'm busy. After all, it's my fault. Hermione, can you forgive me?" Connor clasped his hands together, Said with sincerity.

Hermione looked at her ears, then her face, then her ears, then her face. Finally, she hugged the book in her arms tightly, lowered her head and said with a blush:

"No...it doesn't matter. I'm too willful. I'm very grateful that the president can keep my things in mind. Everyone will be busy and can't take care of something. President, you have a lot of things to do. I should be more considerate." That’s right, I’m sorry, I’m too ignorant.”

"It's okay, it's okay. This is just a confusing thing. Just clear up the misunderstanding. Hahaha, please wipe your face quickly. I'm crying."

Connor breathed a sigh of relief. This matter was finally over. Niang Xipi, it’s better to stay away from these little girls in the future. It’s really tiring to think about women’s thoughts.

Hermione felt very embarrassed and quickly turned away to wipe her face. Connor also walked to his chair with confidence.

"Your ears and tails have been cut off, so you can no longer use my magic. This is also a good thing. Cutting them off will be done once and for all. Remember not to drink potions indiscriminately in the future. Well, if nothing happens..."

Connor was about to issue an order to expel him, but Hermione came over enthusiastically and looked at Connor's white ears with excitement: "President, can you touch it for me?"

Connor's face darkened and he immediately took off his ears: "No."

Hermione's shoulders slumped in disappointment, but she quickly picked up her spirits again: "Then, President, can you teach me this magic?"

"?" Connor looked at Hermione in surprise: "Haven't you already cut off your ears? Why are you still learning this?"

Hermione blushed and said, "Actually... I was quite reluctant to cut it off. I have always liked cats, and those ears are actually... quite pretty. So, President, can you teach me how to grow them and shrink them again?" The magic of going back…”

"..." Connor was stunned: "This... you don't have ears, it's quite difficult to learn."

"It's okay! I'm not afraid of difficulties!"

Connor recalled the appearance of the cat girl with cat ears and wagging tail that night... He coughed a few times and said, "Okay, since it's your request..."

"It's not that it can't be taught..."