Connor's Hogwarts

"The feelings of youth are always poetry, no one knows how much romance there is. When Connor wakes up early and scratches his head, he has no worries or worries..."

The time was July 1989, 7, in the cabin in the woods. Connor was getting up with a groan. As Connor walked to the bathroom, various things flew towards him. First it was a towel, then a comb, and then a water glass. Connor I rinsed my mouth with a splash, walked to the toilet and spit out the water, and a toothbrush filled with toothpaste flew over...

More than two years have passed, and Connor has become more and more skillful in controlling his magic power, and he can finally live a magical life without shame or impatience (x). At least, he can brush his teeth and wash his face without using his hands, get dressed and comb his hair without using his hands, and even go to the toilet without using his hands. ...

Cough cough, in short, Connor's rapid entry into the country is mainly due to the credit of those two oriental witchcrafts. Now he is nearly 11 years old and has magic power comparable to that of an adult wizard. As for the Longevity Scripture, emmm, it should be the effect of prolonging life, anyway. Connor has never been sick or caught a cold in the past two years, he is in good health, and he eats delicious food.Other than that, it doesn't seem to have any special functions. After all, this is a magical world. I can't really cultivate it. Connor laughed.

"Connor! Your admission letter has arrived!" Flora's happy voice came from downstairs.

"Oh oh oh oh!" Connor ran downstairs in a hurry, excited, he had been waiting for the notice for a long time, "Let me see, let me see."

In fact, Connor is not yet 11 years old, but the rules for entering school at the age of 11 are for ordinary little wizards. As the rich and powerful young master of the Lake family, the problem of entering school earlier is only a letter from old Diwen. solve things.

Connor took the letter paper with the Hogwarts school badge printed on it:

Ottery-Saint Catchpole Village, Woods Cottage, Mr. Connor Lake:

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore. (President of the International Federation of Magic, President of the Wizarding Association, first-class magician of the Merlin Sir Order)

Dear Mr. Lake: We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment.Semester is scheduled to start on September 31.We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July [-]st.

Sincerely, Vice Principal Minerva McGonagall

"Cool!" Connor grinned as he flipped through the appendix and asked "Students can bring an owl or a cat or a toad" and asked, "Mom, can I take Milla to school. "

Mira was Connor's tenth birthday present, a snow fox and another white fur dumpling.

"I don't think it's a problem. I'll write to Severus and ask him to take care of you." Flora said with a smile, stroking Connor's head.

"Eh? Severus?" Connor was a little surprised. This familiar name...

"Severus is the head of Slytherin. He was my junior at the time, and I have a little friendship with him." Flora explained.

"Uh, oh, oh." Was it really Snape?Another favorite movie character.

"Then, Mom, I can have my own wand!" This is Connor's purpose. Since the little wand was taken back by his grandfather two years ago, Connor hasn't touched the wand again. God knows Connor Longing for a magic wand.

"Of course, we can buy you a wand at any time, and buy everything on the list by the way." Flora pinched Connor's little face: "But I think, before that, we have to write a letter reply."

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Connor ran upstairs, walked into Ivan's room (they slept in separate rooms), and woke Ivan up: "Ivan, we are going to Diagon Alley, get up quickly."

"What are you doing...let me sleep a little longer..." Ivan muttered.

"Wake-up-la-la!" Connor lifted Ivan's sheets, and nothing unexpected happened.

Ivan stood up reluctantly, rubbed his eyes and said, "What's the matter?"

"Let's go to Diagon Alley."

"what?"

"Buy a wand."

"Huh? Huh!?" Ivan's eyes widened suddenly, "Are you going to school?!"

"(o゜▽゜)o☆[BINGO!]"

The family of three packed up and walked to the fireplace. Of course, they needed to use Floo powder for a long journey.

"Diagon Alley." x3

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Someone asked where to use floo powder to get to Diagon Alley, and the answer was of course... the fireplace in Diagon Alley.There is a shop with several fireplaces in Diagon Alley, which is specially provided for customers who come to Diagon Alley, just like the two rows of fireplaces in the Ministry of Magic.

Diagon Alley is long or short, and there are not many wizarding settlements in the UK. Diagon Alley is already the busiest place.

Connor and his party had a clear purpose and went straight to Ollivander's wand shop. In fact, Connor had passed by here several times before, and the peeling gold signboard was still eye-catching. ", pushing the door and entering, an old man who was arranging his wands raised his head and said with a smile, "Hello, Miss Lake, the elm wand, eleven and a quarter inches, is very suitable for you, isn't it?"

"Yes, Mr. Ollivander, I'm here to match my son with a wand today." Flora said with a smile.

"Of course, then, which Mr. Lake is..." Ollivander looked between Connor and Ivan, then picked up the tape measure, walked to Connor and said, "I think I know which Mr. Lake it is..." Now, can you tell me your name? Mr. Lake."

"Of course, I'm Connor, Connor Lake." Connor also looked curiously at Ollivander, the old man known as the world's best wand maker.

"Oh! I think I know you, Connor Lake, I like your monster card very much. Of course, it would be even better if you can add a little magic wand element." Ollivander widened his eyes and said with a smile.

"Of course, I will seriously consider it." Connor shrugged. His Pokemon 3.0 has not yet been launched, but some new copper cards will be released from time to time, and they are still popular in the wizarding world.

"Okay, let's get started, Mr. Lake, which hand do you prefer?"

"Right hand."

Ollivander held up his silver measuring tape and measured Connor, first from shoulder to fingertips, then from wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and finally his head.

As he measured, he said, "Every Ollivander wand has a super-magical inner core, and that's the essence of it, Mr. Lake. We use unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers, and dragon's." Nervous. Every Ollivander wand is unique as no two unicorns, dragons or phoenixes are exactly alike. Of course, if you use a wand that should belong to another wizard, it will never be the same Good effect."

Hearing this seemingly familiar words, Connor couldn't help asking: "Mr. Ollivander, with all due respect, is there any use for such a measurement? I mean, I will grow taller in the future. "

Ollivander smiled and said, "Of course it's useful, kid. This can narrow down the scope for me to choose a wand for you. Of course, I have considered that you will grow up in the future. In fact, when choosing a wand, the length of the wand is very important. It's the one with the least impact."

Ollivander put away the tape measure and walked towards the wand rack, saying: "We believe that there is a certain relationship between a person's personality and his various body proportions. This can provide a direction for me to choose a wand for my guests. Many wandmakers simply Matching wand length to the size of a wizard or wizard is only a crude measurement and does not take into account many other important factors. In my experience, a longer wand may be suitable for a taller wizard, but its More attracted to good personalities, and those with a wider and more dramatic style of magic. Try this, dogwood, phoenix tail feathers, eleven and a half inches."

Unexpectedly, the wand maker knew how to read. Connor took the wand and waved it. Connor felt that the wand absorbed a little of his magic power and then a small spark spewed out from the top.

Ollivander grabbed the wand and put it back, saying: "The child is very happy that you are its owner, but unfortunately you don't seem very satisfied. Try this again, laurel wood, unicorn hair... ."

As soon as Connor touched it, the wand was snatched back.

"No, no, let me see, the sycamore tree, the dragon's heart is healthy..."

Connor took it again and waved it, and it felt quite comfortable.In the end, Ollivander still shook his head and said: "No, no, look at this again, walnut..."

Connor tried several more, but Ollivander rejected them all, until...

"This one! Yew, dragon's nerve, twelve inches, not easy to bend."

Connor took it, and a warm current flowed through the wand in his hand, and Connor felt very comfortable.

"That's right! That's right! That's it, boy. He's perfect for you. The core of this wand was traded with a Far Eastern merchant. I don't even know what kind of dragon it is. It looks like it found his." Master." Ollivander said with satisfaction.

"I like her very much, too." Connor waved his wand, and a silent magic flash was used.

"Oh! I believe you will have great achievements in the future, Mr. Lake." Ollivander applauded.

"Thank you for your kind words, sir."

"Then thank you for your patronage, seven Galleons."