Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 88 The End of the Story
The illusion faded like ink, and Connor's consciousness returned to his body. He subconsciously took out his wand and pointed it at Professor Nott.

But Professor Nott still kept his eyes closed, tears slipped from the corners of his wrinkled eyes, and he looked like he was being slaughtered, which made people angry.

The curse in Connor's mouth was still not uttered in the end. He had no right to ask others to do anything. After all, his grandmother had nothing to do with him. He chose to endure in order to steal a life. No one can blame him.

He really couldn't do anything, even if he pointed his wand at Voldemort at that time, it might just add another corpse to the scene.

But Connor still felt uncomfortable. At this time, all those memories that Professor Nott showed him, and those affectionate things he thought he thought were extremely ridiculous in Connor's view.

"That's right. I'm just a coward." Professor Nott murmured.

"She just died, right in front of my eyes, and I didn't even have the courage to raise my wand."

Professor Nott hugged his head and fell weakly on the chair: "That's a nightmare I can't get rid of."

"I hate him, I hate him, I hate the Dark Lord, I hate my original decision, I hate myself, but what I feel more is fear, I am afraid of the Dark Lord, I am more afraid of death"

"That was her first action when she came back from vacation, if I had known in advance that there would be this action"

Professor Nott covered his face and was silent for a while, then he said again: "Later, I went back safely and continued to be my minister. The Mandy incident was defined as a decision-making error by the Ministry of Magic, and I took it back. My rights, but it's all meaningless. Because then I found out"

Professor Nott's face was full of tears, and Connor seemed to feel the soul of a poor man who had been struggling with remorse and fear for many years. It was so sad.

"This time, I have lost her forever. I didn't know until I lost her that what I pursued was never any right or power. Compared with her, all this is insignificant."

"I have nothing left. Family, friendship, and love are all gone. Everything has left me. At this time, I feel that death is actually nothing to be afraid of."

"But this time I can't die."

"I want revenge!"

"I want to kill the Dark Lord!" Professor Nott gritted his teeth with a hideous face, "But I know, I can't kill him, he's too powerful, but I know someone can kill him"

"Dumbledore, I secretly contacted Dumbledore and gained his trust through an unbreakable oath. After that, I became a double agent. I pin all my hopes of revenge on Dumbledore."

"But the information I can provide to Dumbledore is not much. I just sabotaged the Dark Lord's plan a few times. And it doesn't matter to him at all"

"But no one thought that Voldemort would be defeated by a child in the end. The day he was defeated was probably the happiest day I have laughed in all these years."

Professor Nott smiled dejectedly: "The era of the Dark Lord's reign is over, but my nightmare is not over."

"After he lost, I retired from the Auror department, but in the past ten years, I have lived in more pain. After losing all the good things, I even lost the goal of revenge."

"And I got what I deserved."

"Every time before I go to sleep, her unbelievable expression before she dies will appear in front of my eyes. I have woken up from nightmares countless times, and the endless regrets have suffocated me. In the end, I can only anesthetize myself through nightmares. .”

"Nightmare?" Connor asked subconsciously. He remembered that Professor Nott mentioned this kind of monster in class. It seemed to be a magical creature that first made people have a dream and then made him fall into a nightmare.

"I mentioned it to you when I was in class." Professor Nott pointed to the wooden box in the room and said, "There is a nightmare in there."

Connor turned his head to look at the box he thought contained "Mad-Eye Nott", and cast a puzzled look. Isn't this a nightmare?
Professor Nott twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to smile, but couldn't: "As long as you expel it before falling into a nightmare, in fact, a nightmare is a very useful...monster."

"." Can wizards really know how to play series?

Professor Nott sighed, and finally met Connor's eyes: "That's why I heard about your painting skills, so I wanted to come to Hogwarts and ask you to draw a picture, even if it is a picture That's okay, I want to see her again, and hope to have a few more words with her."

"But now I regret that I agreed to your request." Connor said indifferently.

"From the time I decided to confess all this to you, I didn't expect to be forgiven by you. I just worried about whether you would still believe me. After all, I lied to you three times and four times."

"But I want you to believe one thing, Connor. The Dark Lord is not dead yet! Although there are rumors that he is gone, I know that he will not die so easily, and one day he will come back!" Professor Nott said seriously Said something that seemed to be a spoiler, but he found something was wrong as he said it, because Connor's face showed nothing.

"...Aren't you surprised?" Professor Nott said in surprise.

"." Only then did Connor realize that to people in this world, the fact that the Dark Lord hadn't left should sound terrifying, but to him it was common sense, okay, Connor He could only answer in a coping manner: "Because my grandfather also told me this kind of thing."

". Divin? That's right. In fact, he can almost guess who killed Mandy at the beginning, although there are no witnesses who survived that incident and he is the kind of person who puts family more than feelings. In the past, the Lake family had no successors, so it could resist its own impulse, but now." Professor Nott took a deep look at Connor and said:
"Connor, don't let your grandfather do anything stupid."

Connor was startled, he really didn't think of this level, he recalled his grandfather's attitude towards Voldemort, well, he didn't remember anything, Connor didn't know if his grandfather had guessed this, but he should really pay attention After a while, Connor nodded and said, "Okay, thank you for reminding me."

"Connor, the reason I want to confess all this to you is because I am very worried that the Dark Lord will come back one day. If he comes back, he will not let those who betrayed him, such as coming to Hogwarts I belong to Professor Zidang." Professor Nott twitched the corner of his mouth and said:
"But I'm prepared for it. Whether he killed me or I was lucky enough to kill him, it's a good thing, isn't it? There's nothing I'm afraid of anymore."

"." Connor bowed his head in silence. He didn't know how many people Voldemort had killed when he came back out of the rivers and lakes, and whether Professor Nott was one of them, but Voldemort did not meet any opponents before he was killed by Harry.

"But you're not like Connor."

Connor looked up, and Professor Nott looked at him closely with cloudy eyes, his eyes shone with hope.

"You are different, Connor, when you chopped off his head with your sword last night, I thought: 'Maybe this kid can really kill that devil', Connor, you are the one I have seen The most gifted child, you have courage that I have never had before, and I am more willing to believe in you than pinning my hopes on another 'savior' who has not yet entered school."

"Although it's absurd to entrust this kind of thing to a child, but I don't know why, I always feel that you can definitely defeat the Dark Lord." Professor Nott shook his head, and said in a grandfather's doting tone: "But you don't have to." Take this as a burden, there are many beautiful things in this world worthy of your love, you are different from me, your life has just begun, and you can have a glorious future."

"If possible, I hope you can also be a beam of light." Professor Nott looked at Connor's face and smiled:

"Just like Mandy."

"Connor, I have been very happy with you this year. You have to go on your own in the future, and I have nothing more to teach you. After this semester is over, I will leave Hogwarts to collect More information about the Dark Lord, in order to really kill him. If you can find some useful information, even if it is a little bit of information, then Mandy may forgive me more easily." Professor Nott looked at him blankly out the window.

"." Connor was silent. At this moment, he didn't know how to treat the old man in front of him. He was not a hero. They are all on the road of redemption, because he has always believed that he killed Mandy's grandmother.

"I forgive you!"

Connor suddenly turned his head to look, and it turned out that the portrait of Mandy's grandmother who didn't know where to hide ran out again. At this time, she was looking at Professor Nott and said:

"Sark, your choice was not wrong at the time. Even if you attacked Voldemort, I would not be happy about it! At least you are alive now, aren't you? You have done everything you can I know you are not the same as Voldemort's Death Eaters, you are a kind Slytherin! I believe that everything you did was not what you wanted, and I have forgiven you, so."

Mandy took a deep breath and said loudly, "Please forgive yourself!"

Professor Nott stared blankly at Mandy who suddenly appeared. His tears, which had already stopped, could not stop falling at this moment, and flowed more and more. Finally, he covered his eyes with his hands and bent down, his body couldn't stop Twitching, he cried silently, and it seemed that he had cried to the point of exhaustion. This sixty-year-old man was crying like a child at this moment.

"Really, you forgive me, you forgive me. Thank you, Mandy.. Thank you." Professor Nott's voice escaped from his hands, and his voice was choked with a trace of relief.

It turned out that he was not asking for the person in the painting, but just for a word of forgiveness.

　Ah, the plot of this volume is almost over here, the hole dug by the cheap hands is finally almost filled, and finally the happy and joyful daily life of playing cards is about to start again (^^*)! ! !

　　In fact, I don’t think I can write this kind of plot well. It’s exhausting to write, and it’s not very good. I can only ask the judges to just read it. Mo Yu will continue to work hard in the future!
　　ps Thank you book friend [沊瑞] for your reward!

　　
　
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