Connor's Hogwarts

When the dust cleared, what appeared before him was Voldemort's headless corpse!

This time, his body had already fallen down, and the eyes on one side of his head had lost all spirit.

On the other side, there is a standing figure of Connor, his small body standing upright, in his hand is a tattered sorting hat - and a silver long sword inlaid with red gemstones on the hilt .

Until now, the battle has finally come to an end.

Connor Lake, twelve years old, also drew his sword and killed a snake.

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Chapter 78 The Dust Settles

"Clap clap clap!"

Connor turned his head, and Gryffindor appeared beside him, applauding gently, he said:

"You did well, Connor, congratulations, you passed my test."

Connor was expressionless, and with a flick of his hand, the silver sword - Gryffindor's sword was thrown in front of Gryffindor by Connor.

"Don't be angry, it's just a small joke." Gryffindor shrugged, bent down and picked up the sword. He swung the sword, and the messy arena slowly returned to level, and the stone wall sank back to the ground. The gravel melts into the earth.

The "corpses" including Voldemort and one of the twins also turned back into mud and melted into the ground. Connor turned his head to look at the auditorium, where the twins were waving.

That's right, the twins were also clay figurines made by Gryffindor. .Connor had already reacted when he was pressed against the wall by Voldemort. Although the twins were unreliable, it was impossible for them to do stupid things like meddling in Connor's battle.

Besides, since it was Connor's "test", how could there be any reason for others to participate.

But knowing it was one thing, and Connor's anger couldn't be faked. At that time, he really thought he had killed the twins.

It was also the first time in Connor's life that he felt the emotion of "anger", and it was also the first time he felt the effect of the "emotional magic" of this idealistic world.

Regardless of how much Connor learned from this battle, Connor was really angry at this time, the kind who wanted to chop someone with an axe.

The feeling of being played with by the applause is not so good, and Connor doesn't want to feel that powerless feeling again.

Toyed with so much. .Connor wouldn't give Gryffindor any good looks. If he didn't know that he couldn't fight, Connor would be a set of Wing Chun, no matter who you are the founder of Hogwarts...

"I have to say, I'm very satisfied with your performance. Look, you pulled out my sword! Only someone I admit can pull it out!" Gryffindor said in a coaxing tone.

Then he noticed Connor, who was in tattered clothes. After the battle, Connor seemed to have fought with a dozen big men, so pitiful.

Gryffindor snapped his fingers, and Connor's clothes and injuries on his body returned to normal, as if nothing had happened just now.

But Connor still didn't say anything.Daoist Mo Yu remembered to bookmark this site, the update here is really fast.He looked at Gryffindor with a cold face, without saying a word, as if to say: "Are you done? Can I leave then?"

Gryffindor couldn't bear the sight of the silent Connor, scratched his head frantically, and rumpled his already messy hair even more. He sighed and said:

"Okay, okay, I apologize to you, I shouldn't make fun of your friends, please say something, it makes me feel like I'm bullying a child."

"..."

Stare~, Connor, angry, don't want to talk.

"..."

Gryffindor scratched his head. In desperation, he turned his head to the audience and said, "Principal Dumbledore! Lend me this kid! I'll return him to you tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for any response from the other side, he stomped his feet, and the entire arena began to vibrate violently again, this time, it was sinking. …,

A few minutes later, the arena sank into the soil, and the original place turned back to the original grass. If it weren't for the professors of Hogwarts standing on the grass, people would think that all this was just a game. hallucinations.

"Okay, let's go back first, I think we need to have a good talk about what happened tonight..." Dumbledore clapped his hands and said, then he turned to look at the twins:

"Mr. Weasley, I think you also need to attend this meeting."

The two little red-haired ones who were about to sneak away froze, turned around and replied stiffly: "Okay, Principal Dumbledore."

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On the other side, Connor watched the starry sky above his head turn into a black earth wall, and the arena seemed to have returned to its original place, the power of magic, no matter how many times he felt it. .It's all so amazing...

"Tell me, how can you forgive a little joke made by an old man who is more than 1000 years old."

As soon as Connor lowered his head, he saw an old face wrinkled into tree bark. Gryffindor no longer looked like a man in his prime, but turned into a hundred-year-old man with wrinkles and age spots on his face , only the red hair is still glamorous.

"..." Are you really shameless?Connor was angry and funny, and tried his best to keep his face sullen, but it seemed impossible not to speak. After thinking for a while, Connor said in a cold tone:

"That's not a joke."

Gryffindor breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Connor speak. He said that he can talk as long as he agrees, just in case you don't talk. Hey, brats are really annoying.

Gryffindor said in a tone that a grandpa bought a beautiful doll to curry favor with his angry granddaughter: "Yes yes yes. It's all my fault. It's Grandpa Gryffindor who is wrong. Can Connor forgive Grandpa?"

"..." Connor had goosebumps all over his body, this Gryffindor is too shameless!

The corner of Connor's mouth twitched wildly, you gave me back the image of a mighty knight in my heart!return

Good labor and capital were not assigned to Gryffindor!

"Okay, okay, what's the matter with you staying me? It's okay, I'm going back to sleep." Connor couldn't stand the old man, and said angrily.

"Ahem, of course there is business." Gryffindor pretended to cough twice, and in a blink of an eye he turned into that handsome old man again, but Connor could no longer look directly at this man.

"You passed my test. Daoist Mo Yu remembered to bookmark this site, the updates here are really fast. Then you have my approval, and of course I will reward you next."

Hearing that there was a reward, Connor finally regained his energy. He stretched out his little hand decisively, his big eyes blinked, and he had an expression of not being too bb to hurry up.

"Ahem, the other hand, the hand that signed the contract." Are all children nowadays so realistic?Gryffindor felt really old.

Connor stretched out his left hand again when he heard the words. Gryffindor grabbed Connor's hand and muttered something. After a while, Connor felt something activated on his left hand. His left hand felt hot first, and then the back of his hand suddenly hurt. Connor subconsciously withdrew his hand, but pulled it out all at once.

Connor looked carefully at his left hand, and found that on the back of his left hand, where the index finger corresponds to the Tesuji, there was a bright red mark a few centimeters long, like a sword mark, which looked like a tattoo. Connor touched it, but felt nothing ,superficial. …,

What's this...?Command spell?

Connor looked at Gryffindor suspiciously. He didn't pay attention just now, but now he realized that Gryffindor seemed very tired. It seemed that this thing in his hand was exhausting him?

"What's this?" Connor asked.

"For wizards, there is nothing more precious than knowledge. This imprint contains a lot of valuable magical knowledge, especially the knowledge of transfiguration... because I am best at transfiguration. This is what I left Your reward." Gryffindor said a little tiredly:

"When you probe with magic power, you will see the knowledge, wait, wait, you go back and try slowly, I don't have much time."

Connor stopped his investigation and looked at Gryffindor suspiciously.

"The magic power accumulated over the years is almost exhausted... I will soon fall into a deep sleep again." Gryffindor said.