Connor's Hogwarts

"Connor, are you talking about that kind of knight's armor? Iron helmet... or something..." Harry scratched the back of his head. Even he felt that the style of the painting seemed a bit crooked.

"Well... whatever you like, it can be anything like a Saint warrior suit, a leather suit for Ultraman, or a card for fighting. The main purpose of the armor is to provide you with a means of defense. The style is up to you. like."

"?" Harry obviously didn't understand, but Connor didn't care if he did.

"By the way, there's one more thing Harry..."

"what?"

"Would you like to join my club?"

"Your club?" Harry was stunned after hearing this. He didn't know what other clubs Connor was in besides the Quidditch team. Connor couldn't invite him to join the Ravenclaw team...

"Yes, my club, you were originally on our assessment list, but it has been delayed due to some things recently... In short, I think your abilities in all aspects are considered passing. If you are interested, I can As your introducer."

"Uh... why does it sound like a serious club..."

"Hmm, maybe, you can also understand the creed of our society first, Penello——"

Penello, who had been standing quietly by the side, stepped forward and handed Harry a small book: "This is our club's recruiting guide, you can read it first."

"Ah, okay, thank you..." Harry scratched his head shyly and took the small book. He was a little afraid to look at Penelope. After all, according to the gossip, Connor's girlfriend seemed to be a Slytherin. Senior sister, although he has always been curious about the relationship between Connor and this sexy prefect, he was too embarrassed to ask if Connor didn't tell him.

"Today's experiment will end here. Next time it will be Sunday afternoon, and the location will be here... Well, it depends. If you are willing to join our club and pass the review, we may be able to change the location."

Connor stood up, waved his wand, changed the surrounding tables, chairs and pavilions back to their original state, and was about to leave: "By the way, there is one more small request. I hope you can keep things about our club a secret. Before you make up your mind Don't mention it to anyone, um, can you just do me a little favor?"

"Ah, of course there is no problem with this..."

"Okay, then... see you next time, Harry."

Connor and Penelope left in a hurry. Harry looked at the two people's backs and shook his head. Although he and Connor had become more familiar with each other recently, this senior was still the same in Harry's eyes. Mystery, Harry would rather call Connor You-Know-Who than Voldemort...

"Maybe that's the real wizard..." Harry shrugged, opened the small notebook in his hand, and the first sentence that caught his eye was: [The behind-the-scenes guardians of Hogwarts - the Assassin Brotherhood ! 】

Harry watched, fascinated...

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"Humph, we got another interesting experimental data." On the other side, Connor and Penello did not return to the castle, but walked towards the newly built competition hall. Connor looked through the data that had just been recorded on the road. , with a pleasant smile on his lips.

"Connor, with all due respect, although I also think Harry's burst of power is amazing, but..." Penello hesitated and said, "But, isn't that really putting the cart before the horse? We can easily use magic. Why rely on brute force to achieve something?”

Although Penello has been watching Connor's experiment with cold eyes, she is also full of doubts. She can't understand Harry's brain circuit that likes to talk with fists, and she can't understand why Connor would follow him around.

From Penello's point of view, Connor's previous experiments, whether it was magic paintings or disappearing cabinets, although she half understood them, she also knew that they were serious work and reasonable magic experiments. It is precisely because of this that he admires the knowledgeable and talented Connor.

But Harry's experiment gave Penello a feeling that Connor was "doing nothing". If it wasn't for her trust in Connor, she would have felt that Connor was giving himself a vacation because he was tired of dealing with reality. up.

"Putting the cart before the horse? How could that be? I'm doing serious business..." Connor put away the experimental data, his smile still bright.

"I can't see..."

"Penello, do you know? The history of mankind is actually the history of war." Connor and Penello walked into the basement of the competition hall, and they were going to the ghost factory.

"Um...and then?"

"Whether it is the development of Muggle technology or the development of our magic, to some extent, it is the result of the promotion of war..."

"?" Penello tilted his head, not understanding how Connor turned to this topic while talking, but Connor seemed to be in a good mood and kept talking.

"Whether it's Muggles' transition from cold weapons to hot weapons to today's information warfare, or our wizards' transition from casting spells with bare hands to wand casting, from ancient elemental magic to highly efficient modern magic..."

"It can be said that almost all the technological progress of our human beings is carried out under the stimulation of war, just like the magical computer invented by Muggles, which was originally used as a prop for war, the magic wand we are used to, in a sense It is also designed to make it easier for us to fight."

"Your statement is too..." Penello frowned slightly, wanting to refute this crude thought, but he didn't know how to speak.

"This is actually a very simple truth. Human beings are always keen on fighting, just like many of our students are always more enthusiastic about learning attack magic than learning complicated magic lines, isn't it? There is nothing to debate." Connor Laughing and shrugging.

"Well, even if that's the case, so what does this have to do with Connor's research on Harry's magic?"

"Penello, don't you think Harry's magic is very good?"

"Huh?" Penello connected Connor's words together, covering his mouth in surprise: "So Connor, are you really researching weapons?"

Penello thought that the [Super Magic Soldier Project - Harry Research Project] on the cover of Connor's experimental record was a joke!

"But... didn't you say that Harry's magic can't be popularized? And compared to this, Connor, isn't the Philosopher's Stone you control a more terrifying weapon?"

"There is no conflict between intercontinental missiles and super soldiers..." Connor opened the door of the underground laboratory and walked in, "Actually, I don't mean that studying Harry is studying human weapons, but as a weapon, he is The most direct and practical use of this experiment currently visible..."

"After all, there is always a process from military to civilian use..."

Connor's underground laboratory has been expanded again, and the expanded space is reserved for Nicolas May. On the long table on the other side of the row of disappearing cabinets, there are materials and tools for studying magic computers. And Angel was busy among the piles of hanging materials, and didn't even care that Connor came in.

"As for your question that this magic cannot be popularized, no, this is not a problem at all, or it is better to say this way," Connor walked towards the cabinet where the materials are placed, and he did not forget to explain to Penello: " It would be great if only Harry could master this magic."

"Why is that?" Penello asked if he didn't understand.

"Don't let school studies limit your vision, Penelo, you must remember to keep pace with the times." Connor stuffed the experimental data into the cabinet, "Did you know? Compared to Muggles, we wizards pay more attention to individuals. Ability, because we can attribute great power to ourselves, this is also the biggest difference between wizards and Muggles... Well, we are more... personal heroism..."

Connor turned around, pointed at Angel at the side with a smile, and said, "The ability to draw magical creations is closely related to the painter himself. As much as the painter himself has the ability to create as strong a magic painting, then do you think that if Harry has learned how to use the magic brush, after the magic painting he draws is infused with soul, can he master his kind of magic?"

Penelope stared wide-eyed, and opened her mouth slightly in surprise.

"I think our ghost factory might one day turn into a ghost arsenal..." Connor said something outrageous with a calm face.