Connor's Hogwarts

The Juggernaut opened the way, disrupting the opponent's rhythm first, and then Connor used a big summoning technique to pour out all the golems in his pocket. The large coffin retreated to the entrance.

After the dust cleared, Voldemort, who had been split into several pieces, floated out of the diary again, with a terribly gloomy face: "Connor Lake, you will regret your decision! I will catch you and squeeze you dry. Every penny of yours is worth it! I will torture you severely, so that you will not be able to survive or die!"

"Oh, let's talk if you can catch me!" Connor built an earthen wall in front of him as a bunker, and while firing a spell at Voldemort from a distance, he kept taking items out of his pocket.

"It's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless!" Voldemort dissolved Connor's wand one by one, and used powerful attack magic to blow up the golems. A physical Voldemort cannot deal damage.

"Long life! These little tricks have no effect on me! Connor Lake! You will soon be my slave! I will torture your brother in front of you, your family, waiting for you will be hell!"

"Rory, it's so noisy!"

Hundreds of cards suddenly flew out from behind the "bunker", a black mass surrounded Voldemort like a swarm of bees, and then there was a huge explosion no less than Saber's slash just now!

Red, yellow, green, all kinds of colorful magic lights flashed together, and Connor smashed all the magic cards he had worked so hard to collect into it, which was as powerful as a dozen RPG salvos to detonate.

If the opposite was an ordinary wizard, he would have died countless times, but the thing opposite was not a human being.

The violent explosion rang for more than a minute. If the different space of the secret room was the underground of Hogwarts, the explosion of this level would definitely attract the attention of others, but this secret room is obviously different from Ravenclaw's. Like the castle in the sky, it is in another space, otherwise it would not be so much to "surprise" Dumbledore.

But it doesn't matter without Dumbledore, Connor still has thicker thighs to hug!

Voldemort walked out of the smoke and dust, with anger written all over his face. He looked at the fort that Connor made, and then noticed the "big coffin" that Connor had just "channeled" out, his expression changed:

"Where are those brats just now!"

Voldemort found that Harry and Ron who were there just now were gone!Here's a golden-haired boy poking his head, wait!

"What is that cabinet!? You sent them away!!!"

Voldemort was shocked. He couldn't recognize this disappearing cabinet that was very popular decades ago, because he had been sealed by the body at that time, but he was very keenly aware of something wrong, although he didn't believe in magic. Items can be teleported across space, but he couldn't let Connor let it go.

"Fiendfire! 【Fiendfire】"

Voldemort made a move, and the very destructive Fiercefire Curse was the first move. This kind of black magic can destroy most substances in the world, and Connor's spell can't stop it for long.

But it didn't take long to hold back, Connor grinned when he heard the door opening behind him, "It's still uncertain who will win, Mr. Tom!"

Suddenly, a round reagent bottle was thrown out from behind the "bunker", and the glass burst when it hit Fiendfire, and then——

In an instant, the frozen flame!

Pure white ice crystals spread from the reagent bottle along Fiercefire, freezing the raging Fiendfire in an instant.

"That's right, as expected of—"

Before Connor could be happy, his elbow was pulled by someone, and his eyes were spinning for a while. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was in the small room where Harry and the others were placed just now. teacher Nicolas May.

"Ah! Aah! Connor, what have you provoked, a Sorcerer's Stone creature? You can't beat it! How can this be good!?"

"???" Connor looked at Nicole, whose face was pale (it was zombie white), and asked loudly, "Teacher! That's just Voldemort! Voldemort! Could it be that your hundreds-year-old magician can't clean up a little fart?" child?"

"Nonsense! I'm a great alchemist! Not a great magician! I'm the worst at fighting!" Nicole yelled confidently, "Go and call Dumbledore! Research! It's no use calling me!"

"..." Connover said, this man is really afraid of death when it comes to feelings. No wonder he is so stubborn. There is a reason why he lives so long.

"Then do you have any powerful alchemy props, preferably sealed ones, hurry up and get me a few, and I'll fight him."

"Props? I put them all at home, in the gem corridor, should I go get them now?"

"It's too late, don't you have it with you?"

"Bring me a fart! Those two little classmates of yours pulled me over in a hurry. I don't have any props on me!"

Seeing that the master and apprentice were about to quarrel here, Malfoy, who was shivering next to him, saw... the "coffin" door opened again.

"Hey! My friend! I heard you need help! Here I come!!!"

"..."

Connor looked at the almost headless Sir Nick who suddenly appeared, first in a daze, then in ecstasy!

"Hurry up! Sir Nicholas! Voldemort is outside! Get out and kill him!"

"Voldemort!?" Sir Nick was taken aback, even though he was a ghost, he had heard of the grand master's great reputation.

"That's right, don't be afraid, he relies on the Sorcerer's Stone and magic painting to move like you, and you can't die anyway, no, you've already died once anyway, it's not worth it!"

"Yes! I'm a ghost!" Nick suddenly realized.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'll open a door for you, you go out from here and fight him." Nicole opened the door in front of the house without saying a word as soon as he heard that he was not going to the front line.

"Then I'm going! Wait for my good news!" Nick opened the door with arrogance and rushed out.

For a moment, a heavy bass sound of "boom, boom, boom" came from far, far outside, and Connor felt that the "house" was shaking, which showed that the battle outside was very fierce.

Connor looked at Nico worriedly: "Teacher, do you think Sir Nick can beat him? I remember that he put a magic stone on his painting, and he didn't seem to be a very powerful wizard during his lifetime..."

Nicholas de Mimsy—Sir Popington, was still a nobleman conferred by Muggles during his lifetime. He was imprisoned because he made a mistake filling Queen Griff's teeth. Beheaded as an evil wizard.

He couldn't escape from prison without his wand, which showed that Sir Nico's strength was only average. As for whether he could defeat Voldemort... Connor had reservations about this.

"How do I know? I don't know that kid Nick very well, I guess I can't beat him." Nico said angrily.

"..." Connor almost forgot that his teacher was more than 100 years older than Sir Nick. Maggie, how can you, an old antique who has lived for more than 600 years, be so cowardly and useless?What a shame!

Connor was still complaining about the teacher in his heart, when suddenly there was a "bang bang" knock on the door.

The two were startled when they heard Sir Nick's voice: "It's me! Open the door!"

Sir Nick ran in with a gray face, because his body was a painting, and it was not obvious that he was injured, but the color of his body seemed to be a little lighter.

"The point... the point is prickly and can't be beaten..." Nick raised his hand to stop Connor's question: "But don't worry, I'll call someone and I'll be back soon!"

As soon as Nick finished speaking, he opened the door of the disappearing cabinet and slipped in.

"..."

Connor and Nico looked at each other. Before they could discuss it, the vanishing cabinet was opened again. This time, what came out was a bunch of...an army of ghosts.

"Where are the enemies of Master Connor!!!"

"Who dares to fight against Lord Connor! Watch me kill him!!!"

"Ula!!!"

"..."