Connor's Hogwarts

The illusion faded like ink, and Connor's consciousness returned to his body. He subconsciously took out his wand and pointed it at Professor Nott.

But Professor Nott still kept his eyes closed, tears slipped from the corners of his wrinkled eyes, and he looked like he was being slaughtered, which made people angry.

The curse in Connor's mouth was still not uttered in the end. He had no right to ask others to do anything. After all, his grandmother had nothing to do with him. He chose to endure in order to steal a life. No one can blame him.

...He really couldn't do anything. Even if he pointed the wand at Voldemort, it might just add another corpse to the scene.

But Connor still felt uncomfortable. At this time, all those memories that Professor Nott showed him, and those affectionate things he thought he thought were extremely ridiculous in Connor's view.

"That's right...I'm just a coward..." Professor Nott muttered.

"She died like that, in front of my eyes, and I... didn't even have the courage to raise my wand..."

Professor Nott hugged his head and fell weakly on the chair: "That's a nightmare I can't get rid of."

"I hate him, I hate Vol... I hate the Dark Lord, I hate my original decision, I hate myself, but what I feel more is fear. I am afraid of the Dark Lord, and I am even more afraid of death..."

"That was her first action after returning from vacation. If I had known in advance that there would be this action..."

Professor Nott covered his face and was silent for a while, then he said: "Later, I went back safely and continued to be my minister. Mandy's incident was defined as a decision-making error of the Ministry of Magic, and I took it back to gain my rights, but it was all meaningless...because then I discovered..."

Professor Nott's face was full of tears, and Connor seemed to feel the soul of a poor man who had been struggling with remorse and fear for many years. It was so sad.

"This time, I have lost her forever. It wasn't until I lost her that I realized that what I was pursuing was never rights or power...all of this seemed insignificant compared to her."

"I have nothing left. Family, friendship, and love are all gone. Everything has left me. At this time, I feel that death is actually nothing to be afraid of."

"But this time I can't die."

"I want revenge!"

"I want to kill the Dark Lord!" Professor Nott said with a ferocious face and gritted his teeth: "But I know that I can't kill him. He is too powerful, but I know someone can kill him..."

"Dumbledore, I secretly contacted Dumbledore and gained his trust through the Unbreakable Vow. After that, I became a double agent... I pinned all my hopes of revenge on Dumbledore. .”

"But the information I can provide to Dumbledore is not much. I just ruined the Dark Lord's plans a few times... and this is of no consequence to him..."

"But no one thought that Voldemort would be defeated by a child in the end... The day he was defeated was probably the day I laughed the most in so many years."

Professor Nott smiled dejectedly: "The era of the Dark Lord's reign is over, but my nightmare is not over."

"After he lost, I retired from the Auror department, but in the past ten years, I have lived in more pain. After losing all the good things, I even lost the goal of revenge."

"And I got what I deserved..."

"Every time before I go to bed, her unbelievable look before her death will appear in front of me. I have woken up from nightmares countless times. The endless regrets suffocated me. In the end, I could only anesthetize myself through nightmares. ..."

"Nightmare?" Connor asked subconsciously. He remembered that Professor Nott mentioned this kind of monster in class... It seemed to be a magical creature that first made people have pleasant dreams and then caused him to fall into nightmares.

"I mentioned it to you when I was in class." Professor Nott pointed to the wooden box in the room and said, "There is a nightmare in there."

Connor turned to look at the box that he thought contained "Mad-Eye Knott" and cast a doubtful look. Wasn't this... a nightmare?

Professor Nott twitched his lips and wanted to smile, but couldn't. "As long as you get rid of the nightmare before falling into it, the nightmare is actually a very useful... monster."

"..." Does the wizard really know how to play the series?

Professor Nott sighed and finally met Connor's eyes: "That's why after I heard about your painting skills, I wanted to come to Hogwarts and beg you to draw a painting, even just a painting. That's fine, I want to see her again and hope to have a few more words with her..."

"But now I regret that I agreed to your request." Connor said indifferently.

"From the moment I decided to confess all this to you, I didn't expect to be forgiven by you. I was just worried about whether you were still willing to believe me. After all, I deceived you three times and four times..."

"But I want you to believe one thing, Connor. The Dark Lord is not dead yet! Although there are rumors that he is gone, I know that he will not die so easily, and one day he will come back!" Professor Nott said seriously Said something that seemed to be a spoiler, but he found something was wrong as he said it, because Connor's face showed nothing.

"...Aren't you surprised?" Professor Nott said in surprise.

"..." Connor then realized that for people in this world, the fact that the Dark Lord has not left should be a terrifying thing, but to him... this It's common sense, okay? Connor could only answer in a coping manner: "Because my grandfather also said this to me."

"...Deavan...Yes, in fact, he can almost guess who killed Mandy, although there were no surviving witnesses to that incident...and he is the kind of person who takes care of the family People who value emotions more than others. In the past, the Lake family had no heirs, so they could hold back their impulses, but now..." Professor Nott looked at Connor deeply and said:

"Connor, don't let your grandfather do anything stupid."

Connor was shocked. He really hadn't thought of this level. He recalled his grandfather's attitude towards Voldemort... Well, he didn't think of anything. Connor didn't know if his grandfather had guessed this, but he really should. After taking a moment to pay attention, Connor nodded and said, "Okay, thank you for reminding me."

"Connor, the reason I want to confess all this to you is because I am very worried that the Dark Lord will come back one day. If he comes back, he will not let those who betrayed him, such as coming to Hogwarts I belong to Professor Zidang." Professor Nott twitched the corner of his mouth and said:

"But I'm prepared for it. Whether he killed me or I was lucky enough to kill him, it's a good thing, isn't it? There's nothing I'm afraid of anymore."

"..." Connor lowered his head and remained silent. He didn't know how many people Voldemort killed when he came back, and whether Professor Nott was one of them. But Voldemort did not meet him before he was killed by Harry. What opponent has passed.

"But you're not like Connor."

Connor looked up, and Professor Nott looked at him closely with cloudy eyes, his eyes shone with hope.

"You are different, Connor, when you chopped off his head with your sword last night, I thought: 'Maybe this kid can really kill that devil', Connor, you are the one I have seen The most gifted child, you have courage that I have never had before, and I am more willing to believe in you than pinning my hopes on another 'savior' who has not yet entered school."

"Although it is a bit ridiculous to entrust this kind of thing to a child, but I don't know why, I always feel that you can definitely defeat the Dark Lord..." Professor Nott shook his head and said in a doting tone like a grandfather: "But You don’t have to regard this as a burden, there are many beautiful things in this world worthy of your love, you are different from me, your life has just begun, and you can have a glorious future.”

"If possible, I hope you can also be a beam of light." Professor Nott looked at Connor's face and smiled:

"Just like Mandy."

"Connor, I have enjoyed getting along with you this year. You have to walk your own path in the future, and I have nothing more to teach you. After this semester, I will leave Hogwarts and go collect More information about the Dark Lord, in order to really kill him. If I can find some useful information, even a little bit of trivial information... Then Mandy might be able to forgive me more easily..." Nott The professor looked out the window blankly.

"..." Connor was silent. At this time, he didn't know what attitude he should take towards the old man in front of him. He was not a hero, he was just an ordinary person who was a little selfish, a little cowardly, and a little...unlucky. That's all, and he spent the next half of his life on the road to atonement, because he always believed that he had killed Grandma Mandy.

"I forgive you!"

Connor turned his head suddenly and looked around. It turned out that the portrait of Mandy's grandmother... who had been hiding somewhere ran out again. At this time, she was looking at Professor Nott and said:

"Sark, your choice at that time was not wrong. Even if you attacked Voldemort, I would not be happy about it! At least you survived now, right? You have done everything you can do. ! I know that you are different from Voldemort’s Death Eaters. You are a kind-hearted Slytherin! I believe that everything you do is not your intention, and I have forgiven you, so..."

Mandy took a deep breath and said loudly, "Please forgive yourself!"

Professor Nott stared blankly at Mandy who suddenly appeared. His tears, which had already stopped, could not stop falling at this moment, and flowed more and more. Finally, he covered his eyes with his hands and bent down, his body couldn't stop Twitching, he cried silently, and it seemed that he had cried to the point of exhaustion. This sixty-year-old man was crying like a child at this moment.

"Yes...yes...you forgive me...you forgive me...thank you Mandy...thank you..." Professor Nott's voice came out from his hands, and he The voice was choked with a hint of relief.

It turned out that he was not asking for the person in the painting, but just for a word of forgiveness.

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