Connor's Hogwarts

"Don't worry, Connor, you won't fight alone, at least..."

Dumbledore smiled: "And I'm on your side. As long as I'm still alive, I can always escort you. You have enough time to realize your plan."

"Professor, what you said is really touching. It's an honor to fight side by side with you."

Connor also shrugged and smiled, then looked at Slytherin aside:

"I used a small experiment to prove to you that cooperation with Muggles is feasible. I think I can answer your previous question now..."

"I never deny that I am a wizard, but I prefer to think from the [human] perspective."

"But this [human] refers to humans including all wizards and Muggles."

"I understand your concerns, Mr. Slytherin. A genius who can't face up to his identity as a wizard is likely to bring disaster to the world. You will not entrust your power to such a person."

"But it is not enough to face up to our identity as wizards. We must also face up to our identity as [human beings], because the future of wizards can only exist after cooperation with Muggles..."

"I hope that one day the term [wizard] will disappear in the world, because by that time our group will be the same as everyone else, and we will be [human beings] regardless of each other."

"This is my answer. I am a [human], just like all wizards...human."

"..."

Slytherin looked at Connor silently. Obviously, the answer the child gave him was completely opposite to the answer he wanted to get at the beginning, but now he agreed more with this choice that he thought should be wrong.

The answer sheet that Connor gave him was undoubtedly more perfect, especially after seeing the development process of Muggles in the past 1000 years that Connor showed him...

Yeah, it's been 1000 years, many things are different, isn't it?Maybe I shouldn't use the "correct answer" of the year to judge the present after a thousand years.

Probably...I was wrong this time...

"I see," the fire in Slytherin's eyes danced again:

"Connor Lake, you passed my test."

"Thank you, it's a great honor." Connor smiled, bowed and saluted.

"Then, as agreed, I will give you all the knowledge I have learned. Come on, kid, you deserve this. I believe you will use this [power] in the most appropriate place..."

Dumbledore smiled and nodded encouragingly towards Connor.

Connor stepped forward and stretched out his left hand, which he seemed to be very skilled at.

Similar to the previous two rituals, the "Command Spell" on the back of Connor's hand soon became three.

He is already a complete Master! (no)

As long as Connor concentrates the magic power on the back of his hand, he can let his consciousness swim freely in these three "knowledge libraries". The names of these three libraries are [Transformation], [Magic Pattern] and [Soul].

Although it is impossible to pour all this knowledge into one's brain and integrate it in an instant, even if it only exists in this way, the knowledge that has been accumulated for thousands of years is still very precious.

After leaving the knowledge to Connor, the fire in Slytherin's eyes dimmed a lot.

"In this way, as long as you pass Helga's test, you can get the final treasure we left behind. It's a pity that the four of us don't know each other's arrangements. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind giving you a little hint, and it would be rare for you. You are actually recognized by Godric and Rowena. I am very optimistic about you, Connor Lake..."

Slytherin took a deep "look" at Connor, and then prepared to retreat: "Since the matter is over, then I-"

"Wait! Mr. Slytherin!" Connor quickly shouted to Slytherin who was about to run away.

"Is there anything else? Don't worry, you can use this secret room as you like without asking my opinion. I will probably rarely show up in the future..."

"Well, Mr. Slytherin, actually I want you to do a favor..."

"Help?" Green light flickered in Slytherin's eyes:

"Don't think that I can do anything other than use this body to say a few words to you. I can only retain a trace of my sanity in this secret room. I am already a dead person and should no longer be I'm afraid I won't be able to help you much by getting involved in the affairs of younger generations like you..."

"No, no, I can help, and only you can help us." Connor and Dumbledore looked at each other, and the main scene began.

"Oh? Let's hear it." Slytherin asked curiously.

"You still remember what I said before, if we want to realize our plan, we will definitely fall out with most of the vested interests in the wizarding world. It may be a civil war in the wizarding world. No one wants to see this kind of situation Yes, the power of our wizards should not be lost to internal friction."

"You're right, but how can I help? I'm just a bad old man who has died many years ago. Even if I have some influence from the ancients... I think my reputation will not be good in future generations. "

"No, of course we won't ask you to come forward to solve any problem. What I want to say is that there is actually no way to prevent this civil war among wizards..."

Connor raised his head and said confidently: "Since we can get their top management to stand with us by binding the interests of Muggles, then this method is also applicable to wizards. As long as all possible objections are bound as much as possible, Just get on our chariot..."

"...a very bold idea, but wizards are always different from Muggles. We wizards can give Muggles things they don't have, but what can you give other wizards?"

"Yes, you are right. With the development of the wizarding society today, all the cakes have basically been divided up. It is very difficult to redistribute the original cake, so we have to make the cake even bigger. That’s right, make the cake so big that all the wizards can’t eat it!”

"Oh? It seems that you have come prepared, tell me, let me hear your thoughts."

Slytherin regained his feet, thoroughly intrigued.

"This thing... is called Facebook. It is a little invention of mine that allows people to communicate thousands of miles away through the connection of a double-sided mirror..."

Connor handed Slytherin a Facebook, and signaled him to try it out. Slytherin took it and studied it twice, and said with a smile:

"It's a very interesting and useful invention. Connor Lake, you are indeed a very talented wizard, so why do you want to use this... Facebook?"

"My Facebook is actually just a semi-finished product. Its function is still very limited. It can only communicate between people who know each other and have exchanged lenses. It is not that convenient..."

"Huh? Isn't that convenient? This gadget would be considered a treasure in my time." Slytherin said slightly surprised.

"But think about it, if all the wizards in this world can communicate with each other by holding a Facebook, and don't need to meet and get to know each other, wouldn't such a Facebook be more convenient?"

"Well...it is indeed...a very bold idea, but can this idea be realized?"

Connor smiled slightly: "Yes, in fact, wizards have found this method thousands of years ago, that is - magic painting."

"Magic painting?" Slytherin was stunned, puzzled, "How can the magic painting do this?"

"In fact, the internal worlds of all magic paintings are connected. Just like different magic paintings can visit each other, the world of magic paintings is actually another world different from our real world... Low In the dimensional world, everything in that world can be connected to each other.”

Connor waved his wand and opened the last part of the PPT: "The Combination of the Mirror World and the Magic Painting World——The Final Conception of the Magic Network"

Connor smiled and stretched out his hand, "Mr. Slytherin, are you still interested in listening to my next topic?"