Connor's Hogwarts

"Connor, what are you studying?"

Nicolas May pushed open the door of Connor's laboratory and walked in:

"Guess what I found? I have to say that I underestimated that kid Voldemort before. I didn't expect him to have such a genius..."

Connor put the "small things" in his pocket calmly, and then slowly tidied up the desktop:

"What new discovery can make you so excited, teacher?"

"That diary, remember the soul alchemy I mentioned to you? I used to think it was a fruitless heresy, but Voldemort was able to sort out a set of soul alchemy from the irregular soul alchemy. A workable system…”

Nicole May walked up to Connor excitedly, and suddenly changed the subject: "What were you researching here just now?"

"As you can see, I'm sorting out experimental data."

"Hey! Don't try to lie to me. Could it be possible to organize some data for a whole day? I saw that you didn't go out all day. What did you hide just now?"

"It's nothing, you read it wrong, so what did you research from that diary?"

Nicole May was distracted all of a sudden, he waved his hand and said excitedly:

"Soul Alchemy! This is a field that I despised and rarely touched before. You must know that I always think that the end point of alchemy is Azot. The relationship between Azot and soul is as inseparable as fish and water, so I always feel that research Azot is studying the soul..."

"But now I realize that I am still too ignorant. Azot and soul may be two completely different things, and their relationship may be more complicated than I imagined..."

Nico gushed as soon as he started talking: "I used to think that it was against the rules to use souls as materials for alchemy. Using souls to do alchemy is as stupid as if a soul eater would devour oneself. However, Voldemort developed a A different path..."

"Oh? How do you say it?" Connor raised his eyebrows, and became serious, and quickly pulled Nico to sit aside.

"I told you before that Voldemort used alchemy to fuse part of his soul with the diary. The diary became his new body, and he alienated himself into a monster - but, after my research, I found that this is not the case..."

Nico clapped his palms and said, "Although Voldemort did fuse his soul and diary into one, his soul form has not changed. In fact, I should have thought that day when he was able to use magic power to transform himself into one, and he is not distorted. own soul."

"..." Connor frowned and pondered: "What do you mean?"

"...It means that Voldemort cleverly avoided the side effects of soul alchemy while changing his soul form. He did not create a 'horcrux' but split himself."

Nico stretched out his bony fingers: "I also studied that Ravenclaw's crown, which is also Voldemort's Horcrux, but the crown is completely different from that diary. That crown can be said to be a part of Voldemort's soul." abode', and the diary is another Tom Riddle! Voldemort, he split himself in two when he was young!"

"..." Connor touched his smooth chin and said: "You mean, the diary is not a Horcrux, but another Voldemort, right? In fact, Tom and Voldemort in the diary are actually Already two different individuals?”

"That's right, that's what it means, and Tom as a diary is not a 'monster', but a 'person who looks like a diary', a breakthrough case in soul alchemy."

"Why is this again?"

"This explanation is a bit complicated, but I think it is mainly because the diary contains not only Voldemort's soul, but also his flesh and blood! Yes, Voldemort made his blood, flesh, soul and a diary into one, This is a new direction of soul alchemy!"

Nico laughed and said, "Now it seems that I was still prejudiced against black magic in the past. Maybe I should learn more about it. This is a great inspiration for my alchemy research."

Connor's eyelids twitched violently, but he didn't say anything to stop him. The heart of an old monster like Nico was not comparable to that of a "young man". He didn't worry about whether the teacher would go astray at all.

Then he thought about the theory that Voldemort's "resurrection" ceremony two years later could transform his broken self into a living person. Lao Fu's attainments in alchemy might be really strong...

"I understand, this is indeed a big discovery, the soul... it is really interesting," Connor stood up and said, "I should be able to get his knowledge inheritance from Slytherin in a few days. He is in the soul." The research results along the way will definitely be very helpful to us, and I will share with the teacher to discuss this issue when the time comes."

"Oh? Is Slytherin willing to share his knowledge?" Nicol didn't know anything about Hogwarts.

"This is the rule of a game that has been going on for thousands of years," Connor shrugged. "If I win, I will be rewarded. This is the benefit of our Hogwarts students. Don't even think about it."

Nico watched Connor walking outside and followed him: "Are you leaving now? Aren't you going to study Voldemort with me? You haven't entered my laboratory for several days, I need an assistant to help !"

"You can just find a ghost for that kind of thing, or you can use a golem, why are you looking for me?"

"Hey! You kid is my student! Shouldn't you take the initiative to share your worries with the teacher!?"

"I still have a lot of things to do, how about I draw an assistant for you?"

"Damn it! Connor, you've been so slack recently, you must correct your attitude when doing research!"

"Got it, got it, I'm going to have dinner, goodbye, teacher."

Connor left the ghost factory and came to the lively school competition hall.

Today's competition hall has become the after-school activity center for many young wizards, and many clubs have moved their club activity venues here.

For example, Lockhart's Dueling Club is doing well. Looking down from the auditorium, you can see that the venue is full of people. The little wizards on one side are shooting around dueling in the competition, and the little wizards on the other side are playing monster cards. The competition was shouting and shouting, and there were more melon-eating people and lovers of men and women mixed in in twos and threes.

After the Christmas holidays, the school's formerly depressing atmosphere has disappeared, or the previous snake disaster was just a near miss, Hogwarts has returned to its usual bustle - even more so than before.

Moreover, the recent big actions of the school have made the little wizards overwhelmed. After the popularization of Facebook, because the speed of information dissemination has become faster, the wizards have lamented that there are too many melons to eat every day. Everything is changing.

For example, so-and-so created some games with his magic pen, so-and-so got together with so-and-so, so-and-so has a collection of strange short videos, etc...

There has been a "Facebook wind" among wizards. If you don't have Facebook, no one will want to make friends with you.

Some old wizards even went to the newspapers to scold the Lake family, saying that the young wizards now have become "low-headed people." The evil Lake group is turning the wizarding world into a mess.

After the efficiency of information dissemination has been improved, the changes brought to the wizarding world are very drastic. The release of the magic pen has even opened the wizarding world to a "violent" mode. More and more wizards have set their sights on this emerging "industry" "Among them.

The sluggish wizarding world seemed to be rejuvenated all of a sudden, and the bustling Hogwarts was just a microcosm of the entire wizarding society. The wizarding world had already begun to change under the impetus of a pair of invisible hands.

And the "behind the scenes" that caused all this!The man who changed the wizarding world! ——Connor Sama, watching all this silently.

"Connor, why are you here? I was just looking for you."

Connor's aura was broken, and he turned around with a smile on his face: "I just came out of the laboratory, let me get some fresh air here, you came just in time, and I happened to be looking for you..."

"Don't make trouble, someone is here..." Penello rolled her eyes and pushed away Connor's "clutches", but there was no sign of reluctance on her face. She whispered: "Be careful outside, you are being What should people do if they see it?”

"Hey..." Connor smiled and didn't say much. He turned around and looked at the crowd below the competition hall. Penelo stood behind him as neatly as before.

"What's wrong? What are you looking for me for?"

"The first power plant on the Muggle side has been prepared, and the Duke of Devonshire is already urging us to send 'raw materials'."

"Well, I see, I will arrange it."

"And from home...ahem, I sent a few letters from Mr. Devine..."

"Huh? What kind of letter does the old man write to me if he has nothing to do? Can he say on Facebook if there is something to do?"

"Those are a few 'cover letters' written by foreigners who want to apply for the school's professorship. They should only be forwarded to you through Mr. Diwen's relationship."

"Tsk, the entrusted relationship has been entrusted to me. Should I say that these people are really well-informed? Since the old man didn't mention it to me, they are not important people. They are probably mediocre. They threw the letter to me because they couldn't save face. Yes, leave him alone."

"Oh, the last thing is the registration status of the Phoenix Brotherhood and the Nurmengard Brotherhood. All the seniors who graduated from the fraternity have taken the initiative to apply to join the Phoenix Brotherhood, emmmm, and Tonks said that she wants to be the vice-president. long..."

"Leave her alone, let her claw."

"Oh, and the registration situation of the Numengard Brotherhood is not optimistic. Currently, there are only five people registered. Apart from me, the three seventh graders and one sixth grader who signed up are...most of them are Born into a Muggle family."

"..." Connor nodded: "I understand, just give me the list later."

He sighed: "The graduated seniors all have jobs. There is no reason to come into this muddy water just because of my few words. It is expected that few people are interested in this branch... Anyway, take your time. There’s no rush.”

"Well, that's all. By the way, the student union is holding a prom party for senior students tonight. Connor, would you like to..."

"No time."

"Oh." Penello stopped talking.

Connor turned his head and glanced at Penello's pretendingly plain expression, and smiled: "What? Do you want to invite me to the prom party?"

Penello blinked his eyes and said innocently: "The student union has invited you by name, Connor. I am also a member of the student union. I was just sent here to ask for your opinion. In short, the decision lies with you... ."

"Then I won't go, I still have to do experiments."

"Oh." Penello stopped talking again.

Connor keenly noticed that Penelo's eyes dimmed obviously. He rolled his eyes and said with a bad smile: "But... if Penelo admits that you want to go to the dance with me... It’s not that this matter cannot be discussed.”

Penelo blushed when his little thoughts were seen through, and then looked around as if he was guilty. When he saw that there was no one around, he lowered his head and whispered: "I...I want to invite you, Connor, to be my dance partner, because you are a fifth grader. Only then can you participate, so Alice will not go..."

"Oh? No wonder you're so interested, but she'll know tomorrow, right? I'm going to be unlucky then? Don't you always say we should be more careful?"

Damn Alice!Penello gritted his teeth and cursed angrily in his heart. Although he knew that his relationship with Connor could not be exposed, his unwillingness would not decrease.

Seeing Penello's shoulders slump again, Connor came up with a teasing smile: "But... yes, as long as you promise me a small condition, I will accompany you."

"Really?" Penello raised his head in surprise and cried out happily.

"Hmm, as long as you promise me a small request." Connor's smile was malicious and rippling, but Penello hadn't noticed it yet.

"I agree!" Penello said without thinking, because in her subconscious, Connor would not harm her. Anyway, her life had been sold to him, so there was nothing else she couldn't do.

With a smile, Connor took out a small thing from his pocket and put it on Penello's hand. It was oval, pink, and beautiful...it was the "little thing" he hid when he left the laboratory.

"This is a gift I made after a busy day. It's specially given to you. My request is that you bring it to the dance."

Penello stroked the smooth surface of the small thing in his hand. Could it be the egg of some magical animal?She tilted her head and asked curiously:

"What is this? There are traces of magic in it...Is it the egg of some animal? What is it used for?"

"It's indeed an 'egg'..."

Connor leaned forward and whispered in Penello's ear, then Penello's face became redder and redder, and finally almost smoke came out, and he almost lost the "little gift" in his hand ".

"How? Are you still willing?"

Penello had never thought that Connor's smile could be so...bad. She lowered her head and spoke like a gnat:

"I...I have already promised..."