Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 551 A Little Story with the Secretary

"Connor, what are you studying?"

Nicolas May pushed open the door of Connor's laboratory and walked in:
"Guess what I found? I have to say that I underestimated that kid Voldemort before. I didn't expect him to have such a genius..."

Connor put the "small things" in his pocket calmly, and then slowly tidied up the desktop:

"What new discovery can make you so excited, teacher?"

"That diary, remember the soul alchemy I mentioned to you? I used to think it was a fruitless heresy, but Voldemort was able to sort out a set of soul alchemy from the irregular soul alchemy. A workable system…”

Nicole May walked up to Connor excitedly, and suddenly changed the subject: "What were you researching here just now?"

"As you can see, I'm sorting out experimental data."

"Hey! Don't try to lie to me. Could it be possible to organize some data for a whole day? I saw that you didn't go out all day. What did you hide just now?"

"It's nothing, you read it wrong, so what did you research from that diary?"

Nicole May was distracted all of a sudden, he waved his hand and said excitedly:

"Soul Alchemy! This is a field that I despised and rarely touched before. You must know that I always think that the end point of alchemy is Azot. The relationship between Azot and soul is as inseparable as fish and water, so I always feel that research Azot is studying the soul..."

"But now I realize that I am still too ignorant. Azot and soul may be two completely different things, and their relationship may be more complicated than I imagined..."

As soon as Nico talked about it, he talked endlessly: "I used to think that using souls as materials for alchemy was against the rules. Alchemy with souls is as stupid as eating souls would devour themselves. However, Voldemort has developed a different path”

"Oh? How do you say it?" Connor raised his eyebrows, and became serious, and quickly pulled Nico to sit aside.

"I told you before that Voldemort fused a part of his soul with that diary using alchemy, and that diary became his new body, and he alienated himself into a monster—but, after my research It turns out that’s not the case”

Nico clapped his palms and said, "Although Voldemort did fuse his soul and diary into one, his soul form has not changed. In fact, I should have thought that day when he was able to use magic power to transform himself into one, and he is not distorted. own soul."

"." Connor frowned, and pondered: "What do you mean?"

".It means that while changing the form of his soul, Voldemort skillfully avoided the side effects of soul alchemy. Instead of creating a 'Horcrux', he split himself."

Nico stretched out his bony fingers: "I also studied that Ravenclaw's crown, which is also Voldemort's Horcrux, but the crown is completely different from that diary. That crown can be said to be a part of Voldemort's soul." abode', and the diary is another Tom Riddle! Voldemort, he split himself in two when he was young!"

"." Connor touched his smooth chin and said, "You mean, the diary is not a Horcrux, but another Voldemort, right? In fact, Tom and Voldemort in the diary are actually two different things. individual?"

"That's right, that's what it means, and Tom as a diary is not a 'monster', but a 'person who looks like a diary', a breakthrough case in soul alchemy."

"Why is this again?"

"This explanation is a bit complicated, but I think it is mainly because the diary contains not only Voldemort's soul, but also his flesh and blood! Yes, Voldemort made his blood, flesh, soul and a diary into one, This is a new direction of soul alchemy!"

Nico laughed and said, "Now it seems that I was still prejudiced against black magic in the past. Maybe I should learn more about it. This is a great inspiration for my alchemy research."

Connor's eyelids twitched violently, but he didn't say anything to stop him. The heart of an old monster like Nico was not comparable to that of a "young man". He didn't worry about whether the teacher would go astray at all.

Then he thought of the theoretical ritual of Voldemort's "resurrection" two years later, which can turn his broken self into a living person. Perhaps Lao Fu's attainments in alchemy are really strong
"I see, this is indeed a great discovery, the soul is indeed very interesting," Connor stood up and said, "I should be able to get his knowledge inheritance from Slytherin in a few days, his knowledge of the soul together The research results will definitely be of great help to us, and I will share and discuss this issue with my teacher at that time."

"Oh? Is Slytherin willing to share his knowledge?" Nicol didn't know anything about Hogwarts.

"This is the rule of a game that has been going on for thousands of years," Connor shrugged. "If I win, I will be rewarded. This is the benefit of our Hogwarts students. Don't even think about it."

Nico watched Connor walking outside and followed him: "Are you leaving now? Aren't you going to study Voldemort with me? You haven't entered my laboratory for several days, I need an assistant to help !"

"You can just find a ghost for that kind of thing, or you can use a golem, why are you looking for me?"

"Hey! You kid is my student! Shouldn't you take the initiative to share your worries with the teacher!?"

"I still have a lot of things to do, how about I draw an assistant for you?"

"Damn it! Connor, you've been so slack recently, you must correct your attitude when doing research!"

"Got it, got it, I'm going to have dinner, goodbye, teacher."

Connor left the ghost factory and came to the lively school competition hall.

Today's competition hall has become the after-school activity center for many young wizards, and many clubs have moved their club activity venues here.

For example, Lockhart's Dueling Club is doing well. Looking down from the auditorium, you can see that the venue is full of people. The little wizards on one side are shooting around dueling in the competition, and the little wizards on the other side are playing monster cards. The competition was shouting and shouting, and there were more melon-eating people and lovers of men and women mixed in in twos and threes.

After the Christmas holidays, the school's formerly depressing atmosphere has disappeared, or the previous snake disaster was just a near miss, Hogwarts has returned to its usual bustle - even more so than before.

Moreover, the recent big actions of the school have made the little wizards overwhelmed. After the popularization of Facebook, because the speed of information dissemination has become faster, the wizards have lamented that there are too many melons to eat every day. Everything is changing.

For example, who created a game with a magic pen, who and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so were together, so and so and so and so had strange little videos in their collection, etc.
There has been a "Facebook wind" among wizards. If you don't have Facebook, no one will want to make friends with you.

Some old wizards even went to the newspapers to scold the Lake family, saying that the young wizards now have become "low-headed people." The evil Lake group is turning the wizarding world into a mess.

After the efficiency of information dissemination has been improved, the changes brought to the wizarding world are very drastic. The release of the magic pen has even opened the wizarding world to a "violent" mode. More and more wizards have set their sights on this emerging "industry" "Among them.

The sluggish wizarding world seemed to be rejuvenated all of a sudden, and the bustling Hogwarts was just a microcosm of the entire wizarding society. The wizarding world had already begun to change under the impetus of a pair of invisible hands.

And the "behind the scenes" that caused all this!The man who changed the wizarding world! ——Connor Sama, watching all this silently.

"Connor, why are you here? I was just looking for you."

Connor's aura was broken, and he turned around with a smile on his face: "I just came out of the laboratory, and I'm here to take a breath. You came just in time, and I just happened to be looking for you."

"Don't make trouble, someone is there." Penello rolled her eyes and pushed Connor's "clutch" away, but there was no sign of reluctance on her face. She whispered: "Be careful outside, and be watched by others." What to do when we arrive."

"Hey" Connor smiled and didn't say much. He turned around and looked at the crowd below the competition hall. Penello stood behind him in the same manner as in the past.

"What's wrong? What are you looking for me for?"

"The first power plant on the Muggle side has been prepared, and the Duke of Devonshire is already urging us to send 'raw materials'."

"Well, I see, I will arrange it."

"And Congjia. Ahem, I sent a few letters from Mr. Diwen."

"Huh? What kind of letter does the old man write to me if he has nothing to do? Can he say on Facebook if there is something to do?"

"Those are a few 'cover letters' written by foreigners who want to apply for the school's professorship. They should only be forwarded to you through Mr. Diwen's relationship."

"Tsk, the entrusted relationship has been entrusted to me. Should I say that these people are really well-informed? Since the old man didn't mention it to me, they are not important people. They are probably mediocre. They threw the letter to me because they couldn't save face. Yes, leave him alone."

"Oh, the last thing is the enrollment status of the Phoenix Brotherhood and the Nurmengard Brotherhood. The seniors who graduated from the Brotherhood have all applied to join the Phoenix Brotherhood, emmmmm, and Tonks said that she wants to be a vice president long."

"Leave her alone, let her claw."

"Oh, and the registration situation of the Nurmengard Brotherhood is not optimistic. Currently, there are only five people who have signed up. Excluding me, there are three seventh graders and one sixth grader, and most of them are Muggle families. birth."

"." Connor nodded: "Understood, give me the list later."

He sighed: "The seniors who have graduated have jobs. There is no reason to come to this muddy water just because of a few words from me. It is expected that few people are interested in this branch. Anyway, take your time, this matter Not urgent."

"Well, that's all. By the way, the student union is going to hold a dance party for senior students tonight. Would you like it, Connor?"

"No time."

"Oh." Penello stopped talking.

Connor turned his head and glanced at Penello's pretendingly plain expression, and smiled: "What? Do you want to invite me to the prom party?"

Penello blinked, and said innocently: "The student union has named you and wants to invite you, Connor. I am also a member of the student union. I was just sent here to ask for your opinion. Anyway, the decision is yours."

"Then I won't go, I still have to do experiments."

"Oh." Penello stopped talking again.

Connor keenly noticed that Penello's eyes were obviously dimmed. He rolled his eyes and said with a smirk: "But... if Penello admits that you want to go to the prom with me. Not negotiable."

The thought was seen through, Penello blushed, and then looked around like a guilty conscience, and when he saw that there was no one around, he lowered his head and whispered: "I, I want to invite you to be my dance partner, because only fifth graders can participate. So Alice won't go."

"Oh? No wonder you're so interested, but she'll know tomorrow, right? I'm going to be unlucky then? Don't you always say we should be more careful?"

Damn Alice!Penello gritted his teeth and cursed angrily in his heart. Although he knew that his relationship with Connor could not be exposed, his unwillingness would not decrease.

Seeing that Penello's shoulders had collapsed again, Connor came up with a teasing smile: "But... yes, as long as you promise me a small condition, I will accompany you."

"Really?" Penello raised his head in surprise and cried out happily.

"Hmm, as long as you promise me a small request." Connor's smile was malicious and rippling, but Penello hadn't noticed it yet.

"I agree!" Penello said without thinking, because in her subconscious, Connor would not harm her. Anyway, her life had been sold to him, so there was nothing else she couldn't do.

Connor smiled and took out a small thing from his pocket and put it in Penello's hand. It was oval, pink, and very beautiful. It was the "small thing" he hid when he left the laboratory.

"This is a gift I made after a busy day. It's specially given to you. My request is that you bring it to the dance."

Penello stroked the smooth surface of the small thing in his hand. Could it be the egg of some magical animal?She tilted her head and asked curiously:

"What is this? Is it the egg of some animal with traces of magic power in it? What is it used for?"

"It's really an 'egg'"

Connor leaned forward and whispered in Penello's ear, then Penello's face became redder and redder, and finally almost smoke came out, and he almost lost the "little gift" in his hand ".

"How? Are you still willing?"

Penello never thought that Connor's smile could be so bad, she lowered her head and said like a gnat:
"I have already promised."

(End of this chapter)