Change the world from Hogwarts

Connor has always had an idea and philosophy:

Because they are a small group, wizards should unite as one

In the past, whether it was the kindness shown by the ticket inspector or Neville's behavior of asking for help, he had always verified this idea.

Only now, this beautiful impression has been broken.

There are such arrogant guys everywhere!

"Um...what are you talking about?"

Connor suppressed the gentle smile on his face and said expressionlessly.

"If I heard correctly, you want me to leave the private room at this time..."

He glanced out the window.

"Now that the train has been traveling for almost an hour?"

Connor felt that he should have expressed his dissatisfaction appropriately, but the obviously spoiled young master in front of him obviously didn't realize it...or didn't care at all.

"It's your honor, red-haired boy. I just think you should probably move forward. There happen to be some poor red-haired guys in front of you. I think they match your poor look. Maybe you are related?

"

Weird and strange, beating around the bush, gnashing of teeth.

Although there was no real insult from beginning to end, Connor could hear the contempt in his words.

Not only to himself, but also to the so-called "red-haired guy" in his mouth.

Thinking of this, Connor just sighed.

"Are you serious?"

"Okay, don't be so shameless! Take your luggage and get out!"

The people over there are starting to get impatient.

Now that it has come to this, Connor feels that there is no need to be humble here.

"Anyway, from your tone, it sounds like you look down on them... I just don't know why you ran to the rear compartment in dejection. It's been an hour since you drove. I think it's because of those 'poor guys' in your eyes."

'Did you give me a good lesson?"

The moment he finished speaking, the entire face of the originally arrogant young master turned red.

"Who has been taught a lesson? What I call humility! Do you understand humility? I gave them the carriage in front of them because of my compassion!"

"Really? Are you sure you didn't make a lot of noise like you did now, or did something else, which resulted in arousing public anger... Hmm... Or maybe you simply directly provoked the people you can't afford to offend and were kicked out.

?”

"you!"

"It seems that I guessed it right. Because I didn't dare to go against those people, I only dared to gossip behind their backs, and then came to bully a poor freshman like me who was alone?"

At this moment, not only did his face turn red and warm, but his body, which was not tall, also began to tremble.

"you you!"

"Although I don't know who you are, I am ashamed of your upbringing and your family, sir."

And Connor's final words became the last straw that crushed his reason.

When the topic of family was mentioned, the young master's eyes seemed to choose others to devour.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The young master who originally maintained his arrogant and elegant demeanor suddenly forgot about his upbringing, gave up all reason, and started rolling up his sleeves regardless of basic etiquette.

"How dare you insult my family."

He raised his fist, but in Connor's eyes, his movement was like that of a crawling bastard.

"No, no, no, I have no intention of insulting your family."

Taking a step back, Connor watched the fist grazing his chest.

"I just think it's very tasteless of you to do this. Really, if you think it's an insult, it's just you."

Connor gently reached out and pushed the man's shoulder, pushing him back to his original position.

To be honest, after seeing the angry young master Hong Wen transforming into an ape, the anger in Connor's heart was almost gone, leaving only a little bit of fun.

"I have no intention of conflict with you, and I don't want to do this because of such childish things..."

"Crabbe, Goyle! Beat him!"

Well, sometimes even if you want to stay on the sidelines, it doesn't mean that the other person will appreciate it.

"When facing certain people, sometimes you don't get much respect, Connor."

Although he couldn't see his figure, Connor could hear his adoptive mother's teasing voice.

It's obvious that she has been paying attention to the situation here.

"I just hope that I won't be thought of as a violent maniac, really..."

Connor just held his forehead.

"But that's it."

Looking at the two angry fat guys named Crabbe and Goyle, Connor clenched his fists.

"You guys are so shameless."

…………

‘Boom’

‘Boom’

'thump'

For Connor, it was not difficult to deal with two fat guys who obviously only relied on his unusual body shape and arms.

When they roared and rushed over, he punched them directly in the face twice to finish them off.

However, he found that he had not restrained his strength, and Crabbe and Goyle were not only knocked to the ground by him, but also looked like they had turned into crooked-nosed monsters.

"Ouch, it hurts, my nose! Nose!"

They just covered their faces, and under such wiping, the two fat faces that were not very attractive were smeared with blood.

"I said that I didn't want to have any conflicts or disputes with you in the first place, but you insisted on doing so."

His eyes swept over Crabbe and Goyle, and Connor's eyes focused on the only boy standing.

His face no longer had the arrogance and fear that he showed before, but only fear.

"So... do you have anything to say? Well, I remember your name is Malfoy?"

Connor finally rummaged through his head and found the corresponding titles. These three were still very famous in a sense.

I just didn't think of it for a while.

However, this abrupt attitude of calling him by his first name seemed to frighten him.

"Alas!"

He took a step back, but was tripped by the black wizard robe he was wearing.

'thump'

Malfoy fell to the ground and didn't even bother to stand up, just kept moving backwards.

"Don't come over! Don't come over! My father will never let you go! My father will never let you go!!!"

Connor could feel that his eyes were always focused on his fist, just because he was afraid that the iron fist would fall on him.

Every time Connor took a step forward, he thought about throwing something.

Licorice wand, Bibi's all-flavored beans.

He took out the snacks that existed in the wizarding world from under his robe and used them as throwing props, including chocolate frogs.

But none of them caused any effective damage to Connor, they just scattered on the ground.

At the end of the day, probably after all the snacks were thrown away, Young Master Malfoy finally fumbled for a wooden stick. He seemed to want to throw it over, and his little hand was already raised high.

However, he failed to throw it out.

Looking at the wooden stick, he was stunned, and Connor was also a little unable to hold himself tight.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

But Malfoy reacted quickly.

"Aha! No one can save you!"

Holding the magic wand tightly, the young master's face was filled with belated excitement.

"My father taught me many spells!"

"Then why didn't you use it before?"

"I...shut up! You're done! You're done, you disgusting mudblood!"

At this moment, the excited young master did not notice that his opponent's eyes were filled with pity.

"Come and try it, as long as you're not afraid."

Vaguely, scales that did not belong to normal creatures appeared on the surface of Connor's skin.