Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 522 An Excellent Protagonist Will Never Miss Any Opportunity To Accept A Younger Brother

"So there's nothing to talk about?" Voldemort said with a look of regret: "So you still chose Dumbledore? You chose that hypocritical old man?"

"It's not who I choose, I have my own views on everything, whether the world is real or false, I only believe what I see with my own eyes, but on the road you said, I can't see The so-called future."

Connor raised his wand and pointed it at Voldemort: "Your extreme thinking was wrong from the beginning, and you have been on this wrong path all your life, so you ended up in a tragic end. Pain, your life has no other meaning,"

"Mr. Tom, the future you are talking about is not the future I want. I choose to create the future I want with my own hands."

"Heh, naive, let's make gestures, just to teach a 'savior' is not fun at all, let me try your strength!"

Voldemort raised his wand too, and—

"Do it! Saber!" Connor shouted while shooting red light from his wand, he had no intention of fighting alone.

The young Voldemort's pupils constricted sharply, but he had no time to react, a heavy air pressure passed by his side, the body condensed by magic power was cut in half, and the entire upper body flew out.

Harry opened his mouth wide, and he didn't even see what happened. Voldemort, who was full of strength just now, was stabbed twice!This is the end?That's it? ?
Of course things are not that simple.

Voldemort's severed body dissipated immediately, and a whirlwind spewed out from his notebook that fell on the ground, and then slowly condensed into a human figure, which turned out to be unscathed!

Voldemort's face was gloomy: "This kind of power is not something that humans can possess at all. Sure enough, your magic painting is not ordinary."

Connor raised his eyebrows in surprise. He raised his hand and said in surprise, "The Philosopher's Stone?! There is a Philosopher's Stone in your diary?!"

"Hehe, that's right, the Sorcerer's Stone. I never thought that the treasure I had dreamed of would be so easy to get." Voldemort turned over the notebook in his hand, and three red gemstones were inlaid on the cover in some way, dazzling .

"Nearly endless magical power! Now I am extremely powerful!"

Voldemort spoke snake language, and the sea of ​​snakes on all sides suddenly became agitated, and the black torrent of the drawing paper surged towards the center.

"Tsk, trouble," Connor frowned. Fortunately, he didn't just waste time talking to Voldemort here for nothing. He exhaled and said, "Angel, let's do it."

As Connor's words fell, it seemed that the entire space shook, which was indeed the case. Several stone walls suddenly spread upward from the ground, completely dividing the entire underground space, and Voldemort fired a spell at them Also blocked by the stone wall that rose suddenly in the middle, the floor also began to move under the action of some force.

All these changes were completed in an instant, Harry and the others were stunned for a moment, they had been "transferred" to a small sealed room, the sea of ​​snakes and the altar had all disappeared, as if the sword was on the verge of breaking out just now It's all an illusion.

"Huh~ This is really the worst situation." Connor sighed and turned around, looking at the three troublesome oil bottles: "Okay, you are basically safe now, this situation is not something you can do now. Those who intervene, in order not to worry about the future, I can only take you out of there first."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and couldn't help being a little moved. After all, only Connor appeared to save them when they were most desperate. This was a real life-saving feeling.

"Connor, thank you, I thought I was going to die here today." Ron sat down on the ground with some limp feet.

"Connor, should we leave here now? Let's go back to Professor Dumbledore! Find someone to deal with this Voldemort together!" Harry said excitedly.

"Don't worry, the secret room has been closed, and we can't leave the secret room now," Connor sighed, "Otherwise I'd just send you all out, but Angel doesn't have permission to open the door, wait a minute I will be responsible for getting rid of Voldemort, and you don't have to worry, he is not my opponent."

"This..." Harry clenched his fists excitedly: "Then is there anything I can do to help!? I, I want to fight too!"

Connor shook his head: "Don't make trouble, that's not an opponent you can deal with. Compared with this, I care more about Harry, you just said that Voldemort has a companion? Who is he?"

"Uh, I don't know. He was riding on the basilisk at the time. He was wearing a black robe all over his body and his voice was very hoarse. I couldn't recognize him."

"The basilisk!? Did you see the basilisk? You didn't look into its eyes, did you? Oh. If you saw it, you would have disappeared."

"I didn't look because the basilisk had its eyes closed."

"?" Connor looked puzzled: "Are you kidding? How do you close your eyes even if snakes don't have eyelids? Cover them with your hands?"

"I don't know either!" Harry anxiously proved that he wasn't lying: "But it's closed! Because I can't see its eyes, and we were also swallowed by that basilisk and brought here Yes, I can't lie to you!"

"Well, let's just pretend it's a basilisk with closed eyes and a mysterious man in black." Connor closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then patted Harry and Ron on the shoulders, and said:
"I'll go out and get rid of them later, you stay here and take care of Draco, by the way, and this"

Connor took a bunch of things out of his pocket and handed them to Harry and Ron:

"You take these glasses with you. If you encounter a basilisk, wear them. At least you can guarantee that you won't die. This anti-gravity suit is easy to move. You can also wear this invisibility cloak, and the Gryffindor sword Let me borrow it from you first, remember to return it to me later, and."

Harry has seen what it means to be rich and powerful, all kinds of treasures are taken out like no money, and he is dazzled. Is this the president of the fraternity? I got it.
"This housekeeping puppet also lends you. Let her do anything dangerous, but don't use it for bad things. In short, after I leave, you take care of yourself. In fact, as long as you don't come over there, be honest. There shouldn’t be any danger here, but just in case, I’ll give you insurance.”

Connor felt that he had fulfilled his duty as a senior, as long as the kid didn't commit suicide, he shouldn't be able to die.

"Thank you." Harry and Ron, two first-level trumpets, took the pile of full-level equipment in a daze. Harry himself was not treated so well when he was Connor's guinea pig. Willful?

"That's it for now," Connor straightened his collar, and in order to leave a glorious and perfect image in the hearts of his apprentices, he smiled brightly: "You guys stay here, don't move around, I'm going to save the world, and I'll be right back .”

"Wait! Connor, I want to help too, really! Let me do something, I don't want to wait here!" Harry stepped forward, his eyes burning with a flame called courage , but Connor arbitrarily decided to be handsome all by himself, he waved his hand and said without looking back:

"If you don't come to trouble me, it will be a big help. Want to fight side by side with me? You guys have to go back and practice for a few more years. It's not up to you second-year brats to save the world. There are a lot of people fighting for it. What to do."

It's a pity that I didn't wear a cloak today. Connor secretly regretted it, otherwise he would have left a picture in the hearts of these little brats that was enough to be engraved into DNA——

Connor stepped out of the room, raised his right hand high and gave a thumbs up, leaving a back view of "Thousands of people, I will go", his voice reached Harry's ears:

"If you want to follow in my footsteps, you should work harder and harder. I look forward to seeing you standing by my side in the future."

(End of this chapter)