Connor's Hogwarts

"Connor...people can't...at least shouldn't..."

The Ravenclaw boys' dormitory, Connor and Roger, are facing off.

Roger's hands were trembling slightly. He looked at Connor with eyes that were filled with disbelief and regret as if he were looking at his childhood friend who was imprisoned.

"" Connor opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally turned his head and said to Angel, who was holding his arms tightly and refusing to let go:

"Angel, you'd better go back to painting. You don't have to follow dad when you sleep."

"Umm...I don't...I don't want to leave daddy..." Angel hugged him tighter, hanging on Connor, refusing to let go.

After leaving Dumbledore, Connor went to the Room of Requirement again. When he arrived, the Room of Requirement was already filled with young wizards who came after getting the news.

The friends of the fraternity rushed over after receiving the news of Connor's return. They were very worried about Connor and wanted to know what Connor had gone through these days.

So Connor lost his tongue one more time, blew the water with the little friends of the fraternity all night, and told them about Ravenclaw's treasure.

This is also the decision made by Connor and Dumbledore after discussion. The existence of the Hogwarts treasure can be slowly revealed. After all, two of the inheritance of the Big Four have been found, and they all hope to find the rest as soon as possible. come out.

Moreover, Connor already has the ability to face the reaction of the magic world after this incident was exposed, so there is no need to deliberately keep this secret.

So Connor directly told the little friends of the fraternity about Ravenclaw's Sky Garden, and didn't let them pay attention to keeping it secret. They didn't leave until the break time, and went back to their homes.

Connor and Roger also returned to the dormitory, and then they encountered a very serious problem: Angel refused to leave.

Connor tried to persuade the suddenly misbehaved Paper Man daughter: "Angel, you are already a mature girl. You have to learn to be independent. You can't cling to your father every day."

"No, I'm only one day old, I'm still a child." Angel shook her head vigorously, expressing that she would not listen, and then hung on Connor like a koala.

"" Connor was speechless for a moment and couldn't refute, but it's not possible without sending Angel away. Roger is still watching from the side. Oh, no, I don't mean that it's okay if Roger is not here.

"Saber, come out and help." Connor sighed and could only ask for support.

Seeing another girl suddenly appear next to Connor, Roger fell into silence. At this moment, he seemed to understand something.

"Master, what should I do?" Artoria waited for instructions.

"Saber, take Angel away, and don't let her run out while I'm sleeping." Connor closed his eyes and squeezed the bridge of his nose, making a ruthless decision.

"Hmm, I don't want it."

Then Angel was picked up by Artoria, and like a crying little girl who wanted to go to the supermarket to play with the coin-operated swing machine but was dragged away by her mother who didn't allow it, she was captured and put back into Connor's earrings.

Although they are both magic paintings and have the same soul strength, Artoria has the "Dragon Heart" and is still a melee unit, while Angel is a hungry beast, and she has no way to fight back against Artoria. force.

Of course, if she didn't want to be caught by Arturia, Angel could still do it, but she wasn't really an ignorant little girl. Seeing Connor's resolute attitude, she was taken back "obediently".

After seeing off the "family members", Connor turned his head and smiled awkwardly at Roger: "It's okay, let's go to sleep."

Roger looked at Connor, his eyes were full of understanding and sympathy: "Hey, Connor, I understand, you must be very distressed by being pestered by women like this."

"Roger, you are really my best friend in life." Connor's thoughts of silence disappeared, and he was moved and gave Roger a warm hug.

"Isn't that right? Who is following whom? I understand you."

""

The next afternoon, Hogwarts Magic Experiment Laboratory

"Connor, you are finally back."

"Without you, our laboratory would be shut down."

"Professor Dumbledore told us that you have found a way to make magic scrolls. Is this true?"

When Connor rushed to the magic scroll laboratory, several professors were already waiting there. As soon as Connor arrived, he immediately surrounded him to ask his relatives, which made Connor truly feel the care of the teachers.

"Hey, this kid is..." Flitwick asked, raising his neck and looking behind Connor.

"Hey" Connor looked back, and then slapped himself in the face, because Angel was following behind him with her cute big eyes blinking.

Angel is different from Arturia, she likes to cling to Connor very much, but Connor doesn't let her show up in front of ordinary students, so she turns into a spirit body and follows Connor, wherever Connor goes, she goes, becoming A little follower, but Connor didn't expect her to appear suddenly.

"Hello, everyone, I'm Angel." Angel stuck her head out to say hello, and then shrank back behind Connor.

Because she kept saying hello to others last night, Angel already hated this kind of "entertainment", but greeting people when meeting people is basic courtesy, and she felt that she had to be mean... Little did she know that this was actually even more rude, but the professor present They all thought she was a child, so they didn't pay attention.

Connor pulled Angel over, turned around and whispered: "...Angel, why did you run out again...Didn't I ask you to hide?"

Angel pursed her lips in grievance and blinked her bright red eyes, looking as if she was so wronged that she was about to cry: "Dad only said that you can't show up in front of ordinary students, and there are no ordinary students here..." ."

"...I'm sorry, dad...ahem, I didn't make it clear..." Connor held his forehead, a little helpless.

In fact, Connor felt that now was not the time to reveal his magic painting. It would be fine if the fraternity members who had made the contract knew about it. If the professors knew about it... maybe a lot of people would be looking for him in the future. If you come to your door and ask for a painting, for example, something like this or something... it will definitely be very troublesome.

But...it's not a big problem

"Ahem, this matter about Angel... I hope the professors will keep it a secret for me and don't tell it."

In line with the principle that if there is one thing that can be spared, one thing can be missed, Connor decided to discuss it with the professors.

"Well, is there anything unusual about this little girl?"

"Wait Bathsheda, look carefully, this girl." Professor Victor covered his mouth in surprise.

"Oh my god, this body is completely made of magic, and this is... the breath of the soul." Professor Flitwick danced in shock:

"Connor, is this your magic painting? Is your magic painting capable of reaching this level? No wonder Professor Dumbledore told us that you cracked the magic scroll. Genius Connor, you are a genius."

Ah, this... this has nothing to do with the magic scroll, my dean... Connor explained with an embarrassed smile: "Angel is indeed my magic painting, and it does have a soul, but it has nothing to do with the magic of the scroll. Da, let’s get to the point quickly..."

Connor didn't want to say more about Angel, and the professors didn't ask any questions. Although they were very interested in the painting magic about souls, the magic scroll in front of them was more important right now...

"Professors, actually this is not my credit. I just accidentally obtained the complete inheritance of magic scroll making..."

"Complete production heritage" x3

As a result, before Connor started speaking, the eyes of several professors turned green: "Quick, quick, quick, Connor, please show it quickly, we can't wait."

Connor was shocked by their reactions. These professors are really scientific researchers, no, they are crazy about research.

So, under the gaze of the professors, Connor picked up a piece of paper and began his performance:

"Actually, we have not been able to study scroll magic, mainly because we do not have its core magic pattern... and our research direction is also a bit biased. The magic scroll is actually a combination of dual core magic patterns. Its core magic Two more tattoos.”

"One is the magic pattern responsible for sealing magic. This magic pattern is very clever, and it is indeed somewhat similar to my painting magic. They are both drawn by maintaining the core magic pattern."

"The other core magic pattern is the activation magic pattern responsible for conditional triggering. This magic pattern determines the triggering mechanism of the magic scroll..."

"The magic scroll is composed of these two core magic patterns..."

At this time, Connor had completed a simple "magic scroll" in front of him. He pointed to the paper with the magic circle on the table and said: "I have sealed a variant of fluorescence in it. The trigger condition is to tear the paper. , professors give it a try”

Flitwick took the paper excitedly, as if holding some rare treasure: "I'm a little reluctant to tear it up."

"Hurry up, Filius, if you don't want to tear me apart, let me do it."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it now, do it now, don't grab it, don't grab it, I'm the dean."

Several professors started fighting like children robbing toys. In the end, Professor Flitwick tore the paper by virtue of his height advantage.

A ball of light floated out of the paper and hovered in front of several people.

The professors were silent when they saw this scene.

Professor Victor, who is usually the strictest, even shed tears with excitement.

Professor Flitwick's voice was also a little hoarse: "Connor, this is a great magic, but we wizards have forgotten it."

"Today, you reproduced it again and brought this lost knowledge back to the world. For this alone, I must thank you for all wizards."

"This is our Ravenclaw's honor, and you are our Ravenclaw's pride."

It turns out that what the professors valued was never the Order of Merlin. It turned out that they didn't care who developed this magic.

Looking at these lovely professors, Connor couldn't help but smile. The magic inheritance in the mark will keep the professors happy for a long time.