Connor's Hogwarts

"What is going on?"

In the library, Connor's voice unconsciously rose a little. He quickly pushed Hermione to sit down, built a soundproof barrier around him, and asked in a somewhat urgent tone: "Hermione, please tell me in detail. "

Seeing Connor's reaction, Hermione's face couldn't help but become a little more serious. This matter is indeed not simple...

Hermione sat down opposite Connor, licked her lips, and said slowly: "That's right, I remember it very clearly. I got a total of thirteen old notebooks from Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, and I have briefly read them all before. They are all very ordinary blank notebooks. I put them all in my suitcase. I have only used four of them so far..."

"But when I went to look through my suitcase last night, I only had twelve notebooks left. I knew they were still there when I looked at them last time, but now my notebooks were stolen."

Connor frowned. How could theft be possible? Who would be free enough to steal a useless notebook? So there must be something wrong with that book.

Flourish and Blotts Bookstore is indeed Flourish and Blotts Bookstore... Connor was [-]% sure that it was Tom's diary, so when Malfoy Sr. and Weasley Sr. were fistfighting, he was indeed fishing in troubled waters and giving Tom's diary to him. He blended in, but instead of choosing Ginny, he chose Hermione who bought a bunch of notebooks.

Connor recalled that when he questioned Dobby, Dobby also said that the diary was given to a "Mudblood". Damn it, he didn't expect that the person Malfoy chose would be Hermione...

But why is Hermione not affected by the diary? Well, let's ignore this problem for now. After all, "others" have been affected by the diary. The most important thing now is to find this broken book before something happens.

Connor's mind turned quickly and he asked seriously: "Is it possible that your roommate took your notebook? Have you asked them?"

Hermione nodded: "I've asked them all, but they all said no, and I didn't find anything suspicious about them."

"Where are the magic paintings? There should be magic paintings in your girls' dormitory, right? Have you asked about those magic paintings?"

"Magic Paintings There are no magic paintings in our dormitory..." Hermione looked strange: "How could it be possible to hang magic paintings in the girls' dormitory? What if some unscrupulous uncles came in and peeped? There are only common rooms and corridors. Magic paintings, but those magic paintings can only show who has been in and out of the girls’ dormitory, not who has stolen my notebook.”

Connor was silent. It turns out that there are no magic paintings in the girls' dormitory. I didn't know this. I am indeed a good boy. No wonder Conan and the others were so inefficient this time. It turns out that there are blind spots in this castle that I can't see. ..

"Then do you have any clues now? Hermione, if nothing else, that notebook may be very important. This is my personal request. I hope you can take it seriously."

Hermione nodded, "I see. In fact, I felt something was wrong when I found out that the notebook was missing last night. I checked it with tracking technology, but found nothing. I don't think low-level wizards can use magic to eliminate traces, so I suspect that senior students stole my notebook."

Connor shook his head: "It's possible, but not necessarily. I told you that the notebook might be a terrible black magic tool, and it might be able to eliminate its own traces..."

"Dark magic props... But when I checked them, I didn't think there was anything wrong with those notebooks..."

"If it was really that easy to expose, the matter would be solved..." Connor placed his hands on the table, crossed his fingers, and began to think: "Hermione, who are your roommates?"

"Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil."

"Patil... We also have a Patil in Ravenclaw..."

"They are twin sisters."

"Oh, I remember, it's them, and Lavender, I remember it's Ron's..."

"Ron"

"No, it's nothing..." Connor shook his head and continued to mutter: "One of them is from a pure-blood family, and the other is from a mixed-race family, right?"

Hermione nodded with some lack of interest: "The Patil family is a traditional wizard family, and Lavender's mother is a witch."

It sounds like Hermione doesn't have a good relationship with her two roommates... But Connor didn't pursue this point. He mused: "Maybe... fu, that diary may indeed have an impact on wizards based on blood concentration. , although Patil has the blood of an Indian wizard, he is considered a pure blood, and he is likely to be manipulated by the diary..."

"Manipulation" Hermione shouted: "Are you talking about...soul-stealing?"

In Hermione's impression, the magic that can control others is the Imperius Curse among the Three Unforgivable Curses, which is a very bad black magic. Hermione couldn't believe that she had ever carried such a terrifying thing with her.

Connor nodded solemnly: "Yes, although there is no evidence, there is a high possibility that the diary will use the Imperius Curse, which can be easily controlled by little wizards like you and leaves no trace... ."

"Now we're in trouble..." Connor clasped his hands and shook his legs irritably, "Hermione, when was the last time you checked your box?"

"last Friday."

"Does that mean it was taken away during the weekend? I hope there's still time to stop it..." Connor stood up, waved his wand, and the magic books on the table flew back to their original places, while Connor pulled He Min left the library.

"Hermione, take this, and remember this spell: revelio..." Connor took out a pair of unilateral glasses from his pocket and handed it to Hermione as he walked quickly.

"This is..."

"A small prop I made myself can see some magic traces that are difficult to detect with the naked eye. You should go back to the dormitory immediately, wear these glasses and recite the spell I just said to see if you can find any clues."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

"Here, hold me tight."

"Hey, my dormitory is upstairs...Hey." Hermione was still curious about why Connor walked outside the castle, but Connor grabbed her wrist without saying a word. Before she could react, Connor jumped up and took two people into the sky. Hermione was so scared that she hugged Connor's arm tightly.

By the time Hermione came back to her senses, the two had already reached the seventh floor of the castle.

"Ahem, Hermione, go back to the dormitory quickly and hurry up." Seeing that Hermione was still hugging him tightly, Connor had to remind him seriously.

Hermione's eyes widened and she subconsciously wanted to slap Connor, but she immediately realized that this was her president, so she could only say angrily: "President, please remind me before you do something like this next time. I'll give it a try"

"Sorry, sorry, I'll make sure next time, please hurry up first," Connor said perfunctorily. He didn't have anything else on his mind right now. He just wanted to urge Hermione to hurry up: "How about I go in with you..."

"No, that's the girls' dormitory." Hermione glared at Connor again, then turned and ran towards the Gryffindor Tower. After reading the password, she got into the lounge.

Connor had no choice but to pace back and forth in front of the fat lady's portrait.

"Young man, password"

Then the Fat Lady greeted Connor.

"Hey, you can see...Oh, I'm confused. You're a magic painting. I won't go in today. I'm waiting for someone."

The fat lady shrugged. She still had an impression of this spirited guy who used to come to Gryffindor frequently, and often opened the back door for him because he could give gifts to magic paintings.

"By the way, madam, have you seen anyone suspicious recently?"

"I'm just responsible for opening the door if it's suspicious. I'm not a detective. How do I know if someone is suspicious?"

"..." Well, when I didn't ask, Connor pressed his eyebrows. It's better to discuss it directly with Conan. Calm down, the matter hasn't developed to a serious level yet, I still have time.

After a while, the portrait of the Fat Lady was pushed away from the inside...