Connor's Hogwarts

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"Ahhhhhhhhhh... Sure enough, this is the shrinking of the world line..."

Seeing the Malfoy father and son walking away cursing, Connor sighed with a chuckle and shook his head.

"What?" Blanche looked at Connor suspiciously.

"Nothing, just thought of something interesting..."

In the original "world line", in order to throw away the various black magic props left to him by Voldemort, Malfoy tried every means to dispose of them.

Among them was a "diary" left to him by Voldemort, which was also Voldemort's first Horcrux.

Malfoy threw the diary to the Weasley family, who had problems with him. He put the diary in Ginny's textbook in an attempt to bring misfortune to them, which also triggered the basilisk plot in Harry's second year... Almost killed someone...

Of course, with me, the great "Prophet" Connor, everything would be different now.

Connor didn't expect that Diagon Alley would encounter such a crucial plot on a whim. He raised the corner of his mouth and said softly, "Go and help me take out the diary from Ginny's cauldron..."

This was naturally said to Angel. Stealing the book was easy for Angel who was in a spiritual state.

Blanche blinked, turned her head away, pretending she didn't hear clearly, and didn't say anything.

Feeling a sudden light behind his back, Connor also set off, parting the crowd and walking towards Weasley's house.

When I approached the bookstore, I saw a large group of people collecting the books that had fallen to the ground. Because the two gentlemen were fighting so hard just now, not only did the bookstore suffer heavy losses, but many innocent people were accidentally injured...

"What happened? When I came back, I saw... you guys fighting? Are you okay?"

Connor first looked at Arthur, the winning boxer, and then at Hermione, who was helping to pack the books next to him, "...Hello, Miss Granger..."

"Connor, you're here! I'm telling you! You can't even imagine how exciting it was just now!" The twins flushed with excitement...

"Fred! George!" The twins were kept from a live performance by their mother's stare.

"Harry was just invited by Lockhart to take pictures..."

"Malfoy was looking sour and sulky on the side..."

"There are so many of us, so naturally we won't scare him..."

"Then old Malfoy came out to help his son hold up the scene..."

"Of course our dad won't give in to his dad..."

Each of the twins added a whole lot of details about what happened in one sentence, which is probably the story of "the conflict between two old men who disliked each other accumulated and suddenly broke out".

"If mother hadn't pulled me, I would have asked Ron to go up and punch Malfoy twice..." Fred waved his fist and said, "We are not afraid of the Malfoy family!"

Ron nodded repeatedly on the side: "Their look down on others is so disgusting! Hermione, don't take it too seriously, not everyone is like the Malfoy family..."

It was Malfoy who said in a roundabout way that Hermione's family was Muggles just now, and Mr. Weasley couldn't help rushing forward to punch him. Mr. Weasley is a very loyal person.

"I'm fine, and I don't care, thank you." Hermione smiled and hugged the book in her arms a little tighter.

"Here, take a photo from this angle. It's great. I hope your newspaper can give me a column tomorrow..." At this time, a voice that was incompatible with the environment sounded next to me.

It turned out that Lockhart was standing nearby posing for photos. He seemed to want the reporter to include the fight in the report.

"Connor, Lockhart just announced that he will come to Hogwarts to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor..." George muttered next to Connor: "I never thought there would be someone who is not afraid of death and dares to apply for the professorship. ..”

"How about... readers fight at Flourish and Blotts to get Mr. Lockhart's autograph...?" Lockhart, who had his back turned to several people, didn't notice Connor entering the bookstore.

Percy walked over with a book on how prefects gained power and participated in the conversation: "Didn't Mr. Lockhart say that Principal Dumbledore invited him? He should be a very powerful and confident wizard, so he didn't Afraid of that curse..."

"I always think he's so exaggerated... I don't like it..." Fred glanced at the star-chasing women in the room who couldn't be chased away even after a boxing match, and curled his lips: "... Connor , are you Ravenclaws so good at catching people’s attention?”

Connor shrugged, walked up to say hello to Lockhart: "Hi, Professor Lockhart, long time no see."

Lockhart turned around, his standard toothy smile froze unconsciously, and quickly nodded in response: "Ah... hello, Ly... Connor, long time no see, but I think, next time We will meet often, hahaha..."

After Lockhart briefly spoke to Connor, he quickly ran back to sign books for fans.

"Strange...he didn't take you for a photo!?" Fred looked at Connor in surprise: "Also, Connor, you actually know him?"

"We just met once...actually we are not familiar with each other..." Connor said with a smile. Of course he would not expose Dumbledore's plan. In fact, he was not very interested in revealing Lockhart's true face. .

At this moment, Connor felt a slight snort behind his ear.

"Dad, I didn't find the diary you mentioned."

"Huh?" Connor's face froze, he raised his hand and rubbed Ivan's head, then took out a Facebook book from his pocket and said: "Evan, pay attention to your cousin... um... you guys are busy first. I'll go out and answer Facebook..."

Then Connor walked out of the bookstore, and asked anxiously, "Anqier, you mean you didn't find the diary?"

"Yeah." Angel's voice sounded in Connor's ear, "I've searched all over. Little Ginny's cauldron is full of textbooks, and there is no diary."

"??? Have you opened the book to read it? It should be a diary without words..."

"I turned it over. I searched all over Ginny's body and found nothing..."

"..." Connor looked back at Ginny, who was looking around Ivan with an uneasy expression and a red face. She couldn't react: "This... it's not like we can go this far... "

"Wait! Isn't that right!?" Connor slapped his forehead: "Where's my diary???"

Connor really wanted to run up and grab old Malfoy and ask where he put such an important plot prop! ?

Why don't you follow the script? !Didn't your fight today go for nothing? ? ? !Hello!Come back and explain! ! !

"..." Connor tried to calm down, so that his expression would not collapse. Calm down, calm down first... Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just a diary...

Okay, this problem seems to be a bit big. Connor scratched his head. This plot does not follow the script, which makes me, a time traveler, very embarrassed...

Is it caused by the butterfly flapping its wings?The answer must be yes, but what went wrong... Connor couldn't figure it out...

It was purely an accident that I came to Diagon Alley today, but there was a reason why a bunch of them chose to come here to buy books today. Today was the resurrection match of the Monster Cup, and there were far fewer tickets sold at the stadium.

so…

It was obvious that Harry had strayed into Diagon Alley, it was obvious that Lockhart revealed the identity of the professor today, it was obvious that Mr. Weasley and Old Malfoy had a fight in the bookstore...it was obvious that everything seemed to be going according to the script. Why is it different when it comes to the most important diary? ? ?

Connor rested his chin, lost in thought...

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