Connor's Hogwarts

"Connor, you are better than I thought."

"." You don't need to praise me, I know I'm great. Connor took a small step back and looked at Gryffindor with a suspicious look on his face. If he starts to praise others, it's probably not good.

"My test is actually very simple. As long as you can pick up my sword, you have passed my test."

"In fact, I value students' character more than their abilities. The students I agree with must have the courage to draw a sword against evil, even if they know they can't do it."

"But I didn't expect you to be evenly matched with my golem. You should be slightly better. This is not something a child of your age can do, but you still did it." Gryffindor expressed appreciation. looked at Connor.

"." Connor shuddered, "Don't look at me like that, I'm really only twelve years old this year!"

"Because you are a little more powerful than I thought, so when you defeated the golem, I actually cheated. I brought it back to life and secretly strengthened its abilities."

Wtm, what a shame, old man, you still admit it shamelessly!? Connor dares to be angry but dare not speak out. Do you blame me if the difficulty of the emotional game has increased?

"But that's because I'm more worried than appreciating you." Gryffindor looked seriously into Connor's eyes:

"If good people go astray, it will bring more terrible consequences."

"Just like Voldemort, I learned from the memories of your professors that he was also a very good student back then."

"I'm different from him." Connor said flatly.

what is this? Gryffindor's ancestral suspicion? In some ways Gryffindor is very similar to Dumbledore. No, should I say Dumbledore is more like Gryffindor?

"I know, I know." Gryffindor laughed, and he said with a smile: "I just want you to know that compared to you who can defeat the golem on your own, I prefer to be able to stand up. You protect your comrades."

"The courage to stand up to protect others is more precious than anything else."

There seemed to be some recollection in Gryffindor's eyes. This was a man with a story, after all, he was so old.

Connor doesn't look red or out of breath, but his ears are actually a little warm. A comment that sounds like the hero of a light novel doesn't suit me. I'm determined to become a big capitalist who eats people without spitting out their bones.

"In short, when you picked up my sword, you have been recognized by me. I believe that in the future you will also insist on the justice in your heart." Gryffindor made a mid-level statement and threw it at Connor Got a sword.

Connor took the silver sword with dignity. When he first held it, he didn't feel much about it. Now after taking it, he found that it felt so familiar.

With a sound of "Boom!", something suddenly spit out from the ground. Connor quickly took it, ah, it was his wand. He almost forgot the wand just now.

Eh? This feels!

"Did you find it?" Gryffindor smiled and said, "This is a sword made by the former King of Goblins, Legnarc. Its main materials are silver, mithril, dragon's blood and dragon's heart. .This is both a sword and my wand, through which those who are recognized by it can complete the casting of spells."

"Cool." Connor's eyes lit up and he used his sword as a wand, which looked a bit cool.

"I'll give it to you if you like it." Gryffindor said generously.

Connor thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, I still prefer my wand. If necessary, I can make one myself later."

After saying that, Connor turned the Sorting Hat upside down and tried to insert the sword back, after all, it was drawn from it at the time.

The Sorting Hat, who had been silent all this time, suddenly shouted: "Connor kid! Stop! What are you doing?!"

"Huh? Can't it be inserted back?" Connor asked doubtfully.

"No! I am one-way! One-way! If you come in, you will pierce me!" the Sorting Hat screamed.

"Ahem, the Sorting Hat only solidifies the magic of summoning the sword, not the spatial pocket." Gryffindor on the side also quickly explained.

"Oh." Connor suddenly understood and put down his hat, but it was a bit troublesome to carry the sword, so Connor inserted the sword into the fourth-dimensional pocket in his stomach.

After this episode, the atmosphere became a little more relaxed. Previously, Gryffindor could still feel Connor's somewhat unhappy mood.

Gryffindor pretended to cough a few times and said to Connor in a more formal tone: "Connor, although you have received my recognition, this is only the first step. I hope you can get the recognition of the other three people." Admit it, I think there is no problem in finding that “treasure” if it’s you.”

Connor nodded and said, "You are right, but I refuse."

"That's right, we just have to wait, what did you say?" Gryffindor stared, leaned back, and said in shock.

"I said I refused." Connor rolled his eyes: "I'm not interested in your treasures at all. Who knows what weird tempers you grandparents have. I don't want to mess around with it. It's too troublesome. "

"!!! That's a treasure!" Gryffindor looked in disbelief, as if he couldn't accept that there were people in the world who heard about the treasure and didn't want to look for it.

"What's wrong with the treasure? I don't lack anything. I still have a lot of things to do in the future. Besides, I finally found the first treasure and almost found it here. Why should I be so angry for nothing? Connor put his hands on his chest, raised his head and stood up confidently.

Gryffindor started to panic.

"Every time you find a treasure, you will gain valuable knowledge!"

"I now have so much knowledge that I can never finish it."

"Helga may have left behind a secret secret to immortality!"

"I'm still young and not interested in immortality at all."

"Salazar may have left behind untold wealth!"

"You may not believe it, but ordinary people may not be able to spend all my pocket money in a lifetime."

Gryffindor held it in for a long time, and finally said: "Roweina is beautiful."

Connor looked at Gryffindor strangely and said, "Is she as beautiful as me?"

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"Besides, Dean Rowena, is she an Obasan? Her daughter is still a ghost in our college. What makes you think that I would be interested in a married old aunt? Or you."

Under Connor's strange gaze, Gryffindor felt ashamed.

Gryffindor never expected that this child would be so desireless. Is this the innocence of a child? But this kid doesn't look like a twelve-year-old kid at all. Gryffindor sadly discovered that the kid is indeed the most hateful creature in the world.

"Don't you have any interest in this treasure?" Gryffindor gave up the struggle.

"Maybe when I get bored, I will go look for it. Whatever happens, these treasures look dangerous and difficult to find." Connor felt very proud when he saw Gryffindor being defeated, and he felt like he had succeeded in revenge. Pleasure, in fact Connor would be happy to look for these treasures if given the chance.

After all, Connor loves magic from the bottom of his heart, for no other reason than to be exposed to more interesting magic. Connor will also explore unknown knowledge, but it would be great if he could get more information.

"Maybe it's hard to find. After all, I don't know what arrangements they made, but there is no danger. We can't hurt our students." Gryffindor scratched his face with his fingers and said a little embarrassed. .

"?" Connor narrowed his eyes: "Why don't I feel safe?"

"Ahem, that's because you are too good." Gryffindor tilted his head.

"But I remember at the beginning, someone said that if I lost, I would never be able to leave here."

"Haha. Ha, of course I'm trying to scare you. How could I do such a thing?" Gryffindor laughed awkwardly.

There was a sneer on Connor's lips, and he looked at him smiling awkwardly. Connor was no longer afraid of Gryffindor at all. This person's image in Connor's heart had fallen again and again, and it had already fallen to a very low level. As expected, he was very humble. Lan Fondo is all the same stuff, easy to fool.

Gryffindor stopped laughing awkwardly, feeling that it was too difficult for him to be eaten to death by a twelve-year-old child, but what could be done about it? He couldn't bear to be beaten, and he had no position in scolding. Scolding, no matter how you look at it, it seems that you were in the wrong first, and now it seems that you are asking for help inexplicably. How did things become like this?

Gryffindor gave up thinking and said: "Okay, Connor boy, how can you be willing to find these treasures?"

"Since you entrusted me to find the treasure, you have to pay me some reward, right?" Conner suddenly realized that yes, Conner was going to collect wool today.

"What? Reward? I am a dead person! The magic mark has been passed on to you. I really have nothing!" Gryffindor looked at the little devil in front of him as if he were seeing a real little devil.

"You can provide me with information, such as telling me where the treasures of the other three are, what the final treasure is, or even your old gossip stories. Anything is fine. I like to hear it." Connor revealed. Sweet smile.

"This" Gryffindor hesitated, scratched his head and said, "I really don't know where they hid the treasure. Oh, by the way, Salazar must have hidden the treasure in his secret room."

"I know this without you having to tell me. I even know that you need Parseltongue to open the secret room. This is not useful information at all." Connor raised his hand and interjected.

"Then I really don't know the treasures of the other two ladies. Women's secrets are always so difficult to discover."

Gryffindor suddenly pressed his head and said, "Ah! Oops, I don't have much time, Connor. I don't think I can tell the story."

"." Can you pretend to be more fake? Aren't you made of stone? What kind of trouble are you going to make by pressing your head?

Connor finally asked his real question:

"Then I want to know, how can I Apparate in Hogwarts?"

Gryffindor seemed to be relieved and said: "Well, because the space around Hogwarts is anchored, you cannot apparate in Hogwarts without permission. In fact, like your principal, You have the permission to Apparate at Hogwarts. Of course, you do now."

"I have it too?"

"Yes, the mark on your hand gives you this authority. If you learn how to apparate, you can apparate in Hogwarts."

"Is that so?" Connor touched the command spell on the back of his hand, not expecting such an unexpected gain.

"It seems that you have no intention of refusing to search for the treasure." Gryffindor responded and said with a smile.

Connor shrugged: "I said, although I'm not interested, I will still look for it when I have time."

Gryffindor stepped forward, patted Connor on the shoulder and said: "Connor, you are still young, and your future still has a long way to go. I also believe that you can go very far, but I hope... here Don't lose yourself on this road. I hope that in the future, when your friends are in danger, you can stand up and protect them like you did today."

"Friendship is very precious and something worth cherishing."

Connor looked at Gryffindor. His face was still young, but Connor could feel the kind of love that his grandfather Devin had for him. Maybe Gryffindor really regarded him as his. Be a student.

Connor nodded obediently: "I understand, Professor Gryffindor."

Gryffindor smiled again and patted Connor on the shoulder, and he smiled happily.

"Well, it's almost time to send you away from here. I'm almost falling into a deep sleep. It's been a pleasant experience waking up this time."

"Then how do I go back? There is no hole above." Connor pointed to the top of his head, where he originally got in, but the passage in had disappeared.

"You can apparate. Don't worry, I won't really leave you here." Gryffindor blinked.

"Then I will never see you again?" Connor tilted his head.

"It's hard to say. It might depend on you. Maybe you can see me once you find the treasure, or maybe this time it's goodbye forever."

"Ah, there's another reason why I don't want to find treasure."

"Hahaha! I like you, funny boy Connor." Gryffindor turned back into a lion amidst heroic laughter.

But this time the stone lion was much smaller, only a few meters tall. The lion said to Connor: "When I turn back into a stone, if you touch me, I will automatically teleport to Hogwarts. I will I won’t send you off now, boy Connor, nice to meet you.”

"Me too, Professor Gryffindor." Connor bowed slightly.

"Well, goodbye, Connor."

"Goodbye, Professor."

The fire in the lion's eyes gradually extinguished, and it turned back into a stone lion, just like the lion Connor saw when he came in.

Connor took one last serious look at the stone lion, then stepped forward and put his hand on the lion's forearm. The next second, his figure disappeared from the spot.

The flames in the arena were extinguished one after another, and the underground arena, which had been lonely for thousands of years, returned to darkness, as if no one had ever been here before.

I have revised the first two chapters.