Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 511

"Hey hey hey hey hey."

"Connor?"

"Yeah. ok. ok"

"Connor??"

"I'm sorry! Ellie huh? What? I'm sorry, Blanche, what did you just say?"

"."

London, Trafalgar Square.

This year Lake and his family decided to spend Christmas in London to experience the festive atmosphere of the Muggle world.

Old Diwen was next to his daughter and son-in-law to show off his deeds of painting and catching girls here, and the juniors—referring to Connor and Blanche (poor Ivan has been forgotten), were in a daze beside the fountain in the square.

Or it could be that Blanche was staring at Connor in a daze.

"Connor, are you sick?" Blanche stared at Connor with piercing eyes, her eyes were full of seriousness: "You are not normal today."

"Is there? Haha, it's nothing like that. I'm just preoccupied with things. Yes, that's it." Connor's eyes dodged, and he didn't hide his guilt at all.

"." Blanche kept staring at Connor, and Connor was sweating profusely.

This... This is also something that can't be helped. The huge physical and mental stimulation coupled with the all-night physical activity exhausted Connor physically and mentally, not to mention that he ran a long distance this morning when he was still running out of mana.

Connor can still maintain a good mental state to go shopping with his family, really thanks to the great Far East regimen.

Ordinary people are already lying on the bed tired
Connor used to think that he was a person with low material desires. The magic of convenience has made him very satisfied with life. He himself has no bad habits. He does not smoke, drink, eat or sleep. I want to do research, so I can make great progress on the road of magic research.

Connor originally thought that he was more pursuing spiritual satisfaction and would not indulge in vulgar material desires. Even though he was bitten by Alice, he always thought so
I thought.
But now Connor found out that he was wrong, very wrong.

It turned out that he was just a common man.

The lips that are warm and soft, like the breath of roses blooming, the warmth of interlocking fingers, the joy of blending milk and water, like nerves burned by a raging fire, the sense of immorality that emerges from time to time, no!wrong!
Alice!sorry!
Connor hugged his head violently. If there was a wall around him, he would definitely smash his head on it. Blanche watched Connor's abnormal behavior like going crazy, and his eyes became more and more strange.

"Connor, do you want Aunt Flora?"

"No! Don't!" Connor replied reflexively, looked suspiciously at the elders who were talking and laughing but didn't notice the abnormality here, and patted Blanche's shoulder with a stiff face: "I'm fine. , Blanche, I'll be fine in a while, I just didn't sleep well"

"." This unconvincing use can only fool the little kid. Of course Blanche is not a kid, but she is not an ordinary sister either. What to say, nodded and said: "I see."

"Yeah." Connor heaved a sigh of relief, but luckily he has a well-behaved younger sister, "Let's catch up quickly, don't fall behind."

Up to now, Connor still feels that everything that happened suddenly is too magical. Obviously yesterday, he was an innocent and ordinary high school student, but now he has been forced to become a person with many worries and great pressure in life. mature man.

Connor changed a lot overnight.

Fortunately, there is magic, and Connor doesn't have to worry about becoming a father in the year of dancing spoons. This is probably a little luck in misfortune (cross out, cross out)
Connor is upset, Conant is upset.

About himself, about the future, about life, about how to deal with the relationship with the two girls in the future, Connor's mind is completely in a mess. These things feel more complicated and troublesome than those magic experiments. Connor has no direction at all. .

Of course, Connor had no irresponsible thoughts at all.

Ahem, although, although Penello made the first move at the beginning, right? But, Penello is too weak. He lost his armor and disarmed before the first half started. Connor was completely dominating the field, and Penello almost begged for mercy all night.

It’s not that Connor doesn’t know how to pity women, it’s just that Penelope is not only human, but also addicted. Several times Connor wanted to die down, but Penelope insisted on doing it just after lying down for a while. To die, to rekindle the flames of war, to fight and lose again and again, and to fight again and again.
And once some things start, they can't stop. The two people who know the taste of the marrow just messed around all night.
Anyway, when Connor sent Penello back to her home, Penello was basically unconscious, thanks to her being able to stay awake for so long.

It can only be said that magic power is a good thing.

In short, Connor believes that most of the responsibility for such a ridiculous thing to happen lies with himself. It is because he can't resist the temptation, because he can't control his stinky brother, and it's all because of his lack of self-control.
So Connor will not evade this responsibility. The mistakes he made must be borne by himself.
Alice!sorry!
The sense of guilt overwhelmed Connor again, but shamefully, there was still a trace of excitement and joy mixed with the guilt, and this distorted sense of immorality brought even greater pain to Connor. Connor, who is a bit of a clean freak both physically and mentally, simply cannot accept such a "dirty" self.

"What's wrong with you, Connor? The expression on your face that you ate the booger-flavored Bibido-flavored beans?"

Camilla leaned close to Connor at some point, hooking her shoulders and laughingly.

"I never eat strange beans." Connor patted Camilla's hand away and sighed. He really didn't have the energy to deal with this little aunt.

"Yo yo yo~ It's really rare to see the expression of puberty troubles on your face! Hahaha, what's wrong? Did you quarrel with Alice? Do you want my aunt to give you advice? Don't look at me like this, back then I am the love queen of Hogwarts!"

"Don't make trouble, and Alice and I didn't quarrel." Connor rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Tut tsk tsk, hey, who knows, but you don't have to worry too much, it's really not a big deal, you still have a lot of time in the future," Camilla smiled happily as she rubbed Connor's hair :
"As someone who has been there, I can tell you responsibly that compared to the troubles you will encounter in the future, the shit in adolescence can only be regarded as a good memory! So there is nothing to worry about, just enjoy the festival!"

"." Connor stared blankly at this aunt who always only liked to make trouble for him, and was very shocked: "Are you comforting me?"

"Brat!" Camilla smiled and slapped Connor on the back of the head, waved her hands and walked away. Connor scratched his head dumbly, not knowing why.

"Connor, we're ordering a Christmas tree over there." Blanche suddenly raised her hand and said.

"Oh, I'll be right here." Connor took Blanche by the hand, and the three of them walked into the crowd together, and the festive atmosphere around them dissipated his chaotic emotions a lot.

"Connor, did you receive any Christmas gifts you like this year?" Blanche asked while leaning against Connor, looking at the tall Christmas tree not far away.

"Eh? I don't have any presents yet." Connor was stunned halfway through speaking, looking at the lit Christmas tree, feeling the excitement of the crowd around him, and finally curled up his mouth and smiled in relief:

"Well, I did get a great Christmas present"

No matter what the problem is, there will always be a solution. Being so lucky, I don't seem to have the right to complain, so let's face it all. I am Connor Lake who has created miracles.

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At the same time, in the distant Hogwarts campus, there are also very interesting things happening this Christmas.
(End of this chapter)