Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 147 The Castle's New Resident

Magic paintings are very magical things. They can move, run, talk, and have their own thoughts. A magic painting made of memories is no different from a person living in the painting.

The Conan drawn by Connor is such a magical magic painting. Everything about him is set by Connor, whether it is character, thinking or false "memory".

Connor's intention is to try to create a "person" that does not exist.He basically succeeded. The thinking ability of Conan drawn by Connor is almost the same as that of ordinary magic paintings filled with complete memory, but also because of the serious loss of memory, Conan's personality is not the same as Connor imagined.

Moreover, because Connor mentioned Conan's "CPU", that is, thinking ability, to the highest Max when he was painting, Conan's current character performance is completely different from the somewhat cheap Conan in Connor's impression in the comics. Very cold, emmm looks like a robot.

"Conan, do you understand your mission?" Under the Hogwarts Ravenclaw tower, Connor was looking up at the stairs that moved from time to time.

"Yes, I understand." Conan's painting was held flat by Connor, and Conan pushed his black-framed glasses, which reflected white light in the painting: "My task is to find out these seemingly irregular patterns. Is the law of the moving stairwell right? It doesn’t look like a difficult thing.”

Connor shook his head and said: "No, no, actually, this is only a part of the stairs. You must know that there are a total of 140 stairs of various kinds in Hogwarts Castle, and this is only a small part. That's it, there are these moving stairs in several other towers."

Connor pointed to the stairs above: "Actually, it's not difficult to find out the movement rules of the stairs here. I've been walking here for a year and I'm basically familiar with its operation rules, but what you have to do is not that simple. Your task is to find the law that exists between all the stairs in the entire castle"

"." Conan's face didn't change much, or his expression system didn't go online: "With all due respect, Connor, am I trapped in this small picture frame? How can I see other stairs? ? Are you going to hang me in another place every once in a while?"

"You don't have to worry about this, you will have a lot of 'new houses', and then you can move back and forth between several paintings, what magic can do is beyond your imagination"

".So that's what I didn't think of...Then what is the purpose? What is the purpose of finding out the movement rules of these stairs? Provide me with more information, which will help me find out the real answer faster." Conan said again Pushed the black-rimmed glasses.

Connor smiled: "[Ravenclaw climbing the ladder of knowledge, the clever wise are finally crowned] This is a secret word, told me by a tattered hat, it tells me that through this information, I can find the Hogwarts treasures, and these stairs are the most likely 'key' I can think of to unlocking this mystery."

"And, it is said that these stairs were built by Ms. Ravenclaw, and Ms. Ravenclaw is the one who made the question." Connor shrugged:

"It's hard for me not to suspect that there are no secrets hidden in these stairs."

"So that's it, looking for hidden secrets is indeed the work of detectives." Conan's glasses were back to a strange white light, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a familiar expression to Connor: "Then please tell me Give it to me, I accept this commission."

Connor smiled, took out a plate from his pocket and threw it on the ground, then stepped on it and flew up. He hung Conan's portrait in a place that would not be accessible under normal circumstances:

"Although I will prepare many new houses for you in the future, or I can draw for you what you need or where you want to live, but this painting is still your 'body', if this painting is destroyed you But it's gone."

"Also... the previous words are lying to you. You are not a killed soul. You are just a picture I drew. Your memory, your knowledge, and everything you have are all created by me, so you don't have to I'm wondering how you died." Connor carefully supported the frame, a little obsessive-compulsive, he wanted to see if the frame was straight.

"I understand, so that my chaotic memory and self-contradictory knowledge structure can also be explained." Conan didn't have too many surprises on his face, and his eyes revealed wisdom. Well, his glasses were reflecting light and he couldn't see his eyes clearly. : "Connor, you're just like me, aren't you?"

Connor smiled with satisfaction: "Although I can't restore you perfectly, I have drawn your abilities anyway, haha, this is also very interesting, then Conan, you can start your new life in this castle, Although I created you, you can also decide your own future."

Conan frowned, expressing his confusion.

Connor pointed to his head and said: "You are different from ordinary magic paintings. You are all fabricated by me. Through the conversation, I found that many of your behaviors are not in my settings, which shows that you have There are many possibilities, and I would like to know where you can go."

"You mean, am I an independent individual now? I have the ability to learn and change..." Conan looked thoughtful.

"Is this a new neighbor? Why can't you go there? Open the door, young man!" At this time, a portrait of a knight not far away shouted towards Conan.

"I'm sorry uncle, the style of painting is different, so we decline mutual visits." Connor replied lightly, then turned his head and whispered to Conan: "You are completely different from such a mindless magic painting, you are my work... "

"In short, this castle will be your new home from now on. Welcome to Hogwarts, Conan."

"Connor, do you know? The Conan you drew became famous."

On the weekend, Connor and Roger were going to participate in the Ravenclaw team's first Quidditch training, and Roger said to Connor with joy on the way.

"What's the matter? It's only been a few days, and I have only drawn three frames. How did Conan become famous?"

Connor has been preparing a new house for Conan these days, like villas, secret rooms, fields, etc. He can draw whatever he thinks of.

Connor is going to let Conan's "house" bloom everywhere in the school, so that Conan can not only solve the secret of the stairs for Connor, but also act as Connor's eyeliner in the school.

Anyway, Dumbledore also acquiesced in Connor's behavior of hanging pictures, so of course he could hang as many pictures as possible.

"It's like this. A first-year student in our college was asked a question by Eagle Ring before. He couldn't answer, so he could only sit on the stairs in a daze. As a result, this scene happened to be seen by Conan. Guess what?" Roger looked surprised.

"Conan answered the question." Connor raised his forehead. Conan's knowledge comes from himself. As long as the questions he can answer do not involve magic, Conan can't be difficult.

"That's right! Some people didn't believe it at first, and then some people went to try it. As a result, Conan answered all the difficult questions! Then everyone knew that this painting could answer Eagle Ring's question. Those people in the Eagle Ring Crusade Group They are going crazy, they feel that they are not as good as a painting! Hahaha, I laughed so hard!"

"You were also stumped by the eagle ring last year." Connor ruthlessly struck.

"Ah, that's different! I was young back then!"

"I think you are similar to last year." Connor shrugged. He wanted to go back and talk to Conan. It is absolutely impossible to answer questions for those brats and provide free services!

The two walked to the Quidditch pitch, where there were already several people waiting there. Seeing Connor and Roger approaching, a handsome guy waved enthusiastically.

"Haha, it's Leib, he seems to be in good spirits." Roger smiled narrowly.

"Oh? You know?" Connor didn't know much about the men in the same academy.

"Huh? You forgot? The fifth grader Tern Lieb, the one who was slapped by the Slytherin senior last week." Roger's expression became more and more funny.

"Oh! It's him, then...it's very necessary to get to know him."

(End of this chapter)