Connor's Hogwarts

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Voldemort had a nose, and Connor realized the problem.

Maybe after he was reborn from the blood, all the flesh without bones would be gone.

But at least, the current Voldemort, the Voldemort in people's minds, still has a nose.

Connor looked at the middle-aged, hairless old Tom in front of him, and his mood was a little subtle. Could this down-and-out homeless man in front of him be the famous Voldemort? He always felt... so ugly...

Ah, I'm sorry, it's really rude to say that. After all, I am the first generation... No, the second generation Dark Lord...

Although I don't know how strong this Nendoroid Lao Fu is, this does not prevent Connor from despising the enemy from his appearance.

After all, whether you are strong or not is just a matter of version, even if I can't beat you, you can't beat me, haha——

"I don't see fear in your eyes, only novelty and excitement..." Gryffindor touched his chin, looked at Connor with interest and said, "It doesn't look like you are afraid. This is not okay. I have to make it more difficult for you..."

—Hurl! ?

???

What are you doing! ?Am I afraid? ? ?I'm really scared!What are you doing? !

Under Connor's horrified eyes, Gryffindor put a hand on Nifu's shoulder, and said to Connor:

"Maybe you don't have an impression of this dark wizard who scares all your professors, but it doesn't matter. I know best what a dark wizard looks like. Let me restore it to you. I promise. Are you satisfied..."

As soon as Gryffindor finished speaking, Connor felt that the man in black in front of him had changed.

If we could only see his tyranny from his face and expression just now, now he seems to have been pressed a certain "switch", and a strong bloodthirsty aura emanated from this "Voldemort" .

Connor felt like a little sheep being targeted by a cheetah at this moment.

Connor's hair stood on end, and he clearly felt the stabbing feeling that his life was threatened.

This nasty Nendoroid, he, wants to kill me!

Connor tightly held the wand in his hand. At this moment, he was not in the mood to joke. This is the first time Connor has faced the threat of his life as a human being in two lifetimes.

Although he knew from the very beginning that this world was not safe, Connor had lived in peace for so many years, and he had never encountered such a situation before.

"It seems you are getting a little serious?" Gryffindor showed an unscrupulous smile on his face, put his hands behind his back, and said while stepping back: "Be careful, I don't know...he will do it. What happened..."

Gryffindor stood still suddenly, waved at Connor, and then sank into the ground. Only Connor and Voldemort, the clay figurine with his head down and unable to see his eyes, were left on the huge field.

"..." Connor swallowed, gently, gently, and took a few steps back. Seeing that the other party seemed to be unresponsive, then...

He suddenly raised his wand and cast the spell silently and accurately: "Expelliarmus! (Expelliarmus)"

A red light shot out from Connor's wand, and the target was Voldemort who was bowing his head!

Connor doesn't know how to talk about duel etiquette with a clay figurine, you look like a dumbass, what are you waiting for if you don't sneak attack at this time! ?

Seeing that the red light was about to hit the target, the opponent finally moved. Voldemort, who had been keeping his head down, seemed to tilt his head slightly to the right.

Connor noticed a twitch of his right hand in the robe, and then the red light from Connor's wand changed direction right in front of him, drifted away in front of him, and flew to one side.

Tsk, sure enough, Connor withdrew his wand, his eyes were fixed on Voldemort, and when his eyes met, Connor froze for a moment.

Connor saw a pair of eyes with a strange red light, not Gryffindor's burning eyes, but blood-red shimmering scarlet eyes like a vampire.

Connor also saw a mixture of emotions in those eyes - bloodlust, brutality, excitement and... teasing.

Suddenly, Connor's scalp exploded, and without regard for his face, he suddenly rolled to his side, rolled on the ground several times in embarrassment, and made a loud "boom".

Just where Connor was standing, a large puff of smoke was stirred up, and a gap the size of a human head appeared on the floor.

Cold sweat dripped from Connor's forehead. This seemed to be a physical impact spell. If Connor hadn't dodged just now, he might have lost a leg.

Connor looked at the mud Voldemort who looked like the old man machine version of the Terminator at this time, and the cold sweat gradually drenched his back. Connor swallowed vigorously, complaining frantically in his heart, how terrible, how terrible, the pill The pill is gone, save me, I'm going to be caught by a shark!

"Boy Connor! This Mr. Voldemort has very superb wizard fighting skills, be careful not to get hit, I may not be able to save you if you are too injured, come on! Also, the sneak attack is really shameless No! This is not the work of a warrior!"

Gryffindor's voice came from all directions, and he didn't know where he was hiding.

"..."

You big-headed ghost, Warrior!I don't fight anymore!help!You are child abuse!I want to call the police!

Connor's current group was thrown on the dueling field alone, pitiful, helpless, wanting to cry and hug.

In this wizarding world where there is no love and coldness, no welfare community to send warmth, and no minor child protection laws, only the magic wand in his hand can bring some warmth to Connor...

The clay figurine Voldemort showed a piercing smile, raised the wand in his hand high, and growled in a hoarse voice:

"Avadakedavra! (Avada gnaws a big melon)"

! ! ! Woc? ? ?Connor rolled and scrambled to the side, narrowly avoiding this healthy green light.

wdnmd!It was actually a green light attack! ?This is foul! ! !Are you really going to kill me? ? !

While bouncing left and right around the slime monster, Connor shouted loudly with all his strength:

"Save-life-ah-shark-man-la-la!"

........

In the auditorium, beside Dumbledore, a large cloud of mud rolled out of the floor, slowly forming the appearance of Gryffindor.

"Hello, Mr. Gryffindor." Dumbledore bowed slightly.

"Hi, hello, haha, it's really a pleasure to see so many excellent professors in Hogwarts." Gryffindor saluted the professors with a noble expression on his face. Pleasant smile.

The head professor saluted one after another, and the twins who were warned not to speak by Professor McGonagall danced excitedly.

"Mr. Gryffindor..." At this moment, Professor Nott stood up first, interrupted everyone's politeness, and said very fast:

"Mr. Gryffindor, are you testing Connor too harshly? That is the mysterious man! I even felt his violent aura! He also used the killing curse on Connor just now! Connor Still a child! Although Connor is very smart, he is still a child! But this test is just too... too much for him!"

Professor Nott seemed to be angry, shaking with anger.

The auditorium was a little quiet for a while, and all the professors also looked at Gryffindor. Obviously, there were not a few who agreed with Professor Nott's opinion.

Gryffindor didn't care about everyone's eyes, but looked at Professor Nott with meaningful eyes, and said:

"Are you Zac Knott? The Sorting Hat told me that you were training Connor in dueling skills?"

"Yes." Professor Nott nodded.

Gryffindor pointed to Connor, who was driven into hiding by the "laser" in the arena and was in a panic, and said:

"Then you should be very aware of that kid's level. I can tell at a glance that the kid is not an honest guy. I bet he must be pretending to be embarrassed."

Gryffindor waved his hand again and said in a relaxed tone: "And I will not hurt that child. The green light is just a coma spell. You don't have to worry. Or... you are afraid of others." What?"

Hearing Gryffindor's words, Professor Nott fell silent. Since Connor was not in danger, he couldn't say anything more.

Only Snape, who was standing behind him, noticed Professor Nott's clenched hand, trembling slightly.

"Mr. Gryffindor, I would like to take the liberty of asking you, what state are you in now? I am not very knowledgeable and cannot see what kind of magic this is." Dumbledore lowered his head and looked over his half-moon glasses. Gryffindor.

"It's a long story, Mr. Principal..."

Gryffindor looked at the white-bearded old man who was taller than himself, shrugged and said:

"In general, I am both a Gryffindor and not a Gryffindor. You can think of me as a guardian gargoyle. Now I belong to Hogwarts. So you don't have to worry about me being a threat to the school .”

"Of course, I will bury this arena afterwards, so you don't need to worry about it. I am very familiar with this job."

"..." Several professors felt at this time that... this Gryffindor... was a bit unreliable.

"As the audience, now we just need to take a good look at that kid's performance, maybe this will be a wonderful battle." Seeing that no one answered his words, Gryffindor shrugged and walked to the audience stands side, hands resting on the parapet.

But he didn't look at Connor in the field, but looked up at the sky slightly.

Seeing that the boss had stopped talking, everyone dared not speak out. Some of the professors were looking at Connor who was still alive and kicking, and some were sneaking glances at Gryffindor standing in front of him.

The twins were gesticulating in the corner and communicating with gestures that only the two of them could understand, keeping their mouths tightly shut and daring not to make a sound.

For a while, the auditorium was quiet again.

After a while, a weather-beaten voice belonging to an old man sounded: "I just... want to see with my own eyes the world that will be nearly a thousand years from now..."

Gryffindor in front turned around, his voice changed back to that of a middle-aged man, he showed a bright smile, he smiled like a child:

"Now it seems that the world has become much better than I imagined."