Change the world from Hogwarts

The little guy Phil was motionless, and Neville would naturally think that he was rejected.

"Leifu..."

Seeing this scene, Connor couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"You can just pretend to go around in a circle."

He couldn't help but pat his lovely companion gently, while Phil called.

"Meow~"

Then, a cat punch hit Connor in the face.

There wasn't much strength, and there wasn't much damage, but Connor could really feel her dissatisfaction.

"Alright alright……"

Gently stroking the furry cat head, Connor returned his gaze to Neville.

"My little one is a little special, just think of her as a toad that can find you without moving."

"Really?"

Neville's eyes widened suddenly, looking a little unbelievable.

"Is there such a cat in the world?"

"Of course there is...at least that's just me."

Of course, this is actually just a rhetoric to deceive people.

Connor himself didn't know if there was a cat like what he said in the world, but the little guy wrapped around his neck was not a cat at all, it was just pretending to be a cat now.

'buzz buzz'

Just as Connor was comforting Neville, the cat suddenly made a move.

She reached out and patted his ears humanely.

"Meow!"

He pointed straight ahead again.

There, a silver-white insect was flying.

Others did not notice its existence, but Connor saw it. The sting at the tail pointed to a compartment like a sign.

"Neville, is that compartment yours? It's the second one from the door."

"Yes, I was there with some friends I just met."

"Leif is right there."

"Oh, then it probably felt too bored, so it left me alone and went back."

Without any suspicion at all, Neville took steps subconsciously.

But before he could take a few more steps, he couldn't help but look at Connor.

"Um, on your side..."

"I'm fine. The prefects have probably finished checking my wand."

Things in this area were nothing in Connor's eyes. Although Malfoy and the others looked very miserable and had a lot of curses on them, they were not things he released after all.

And his wand looks pretty clean too.

As Neville ran back to his compartment to find his beloved toad, Connor's attention was cast aside.

Percy and Gabriel had already finished checking their wands. Gabriel had a gloating smile on his face, while Percy's expression was more complicated.

"The inspection has been completed."

Percy spoke first and handed the wand back to Connor.

"Your wand indeed does not contain any spells other than the Flying Curse."

"But the Malfoy boy found a lot of evil curses in his wand, and you even appeared in the curse before the flashback. This is obviously a problem with the Malfoy boy."

Gabriel interrupted so casually, and his casual attitude obviously made Percy a little dissatisfied.

"Anyway, that's the situation. Now get back on your train and leave it to us to handle it."

"Then what kind of punishment will the three of them receive?"

Glancing at the three guys, Connor asked.

"...We will deal with this."

Percy was obviously hesitant in this regard, and still did not give accurate information.

This couldn't help but make Connor suspicious.

"If I guess correctly, this may be the second time he has made such a mistake, right?"

Connor just stared at Percy's red hair.

"Did the two prefects also handle it last time?"

"I handled it."

Percy whispered.

"So, they actually didn't get any punishment, they were just driven to the rear compartment to do the same thing?"

Facing Connor's extremely straightforward question, Percy frowned.

"So, what do you want to say?"

"I just want to know if this matter will just go away, and they will openly bully the students they look down on based on their family background. I don't think this kind of culture can be formed in a day or two."

"..."

Percy still had no positive response to this.

"It's not good for you if some things make a big fuss..."

"He doesn't dare to punish me."

Before Percy could say anything else, Malfoy started shouting.

As if realizing that he would not be punished, he immediately gathered up his courage.

"My father is different from your incompetent father. As long as my father says a few words, his position as prefect will soon be lost! He will not defend a guy like you who is no different from a mudblood. He will only wave.

A brazen man with fists!"

"Shut up, Malfoy!"

After hearing a certain sensitive word, Percy's expression changed drastically.

"What? Weasley? Do you still dare to punish me? Don't forget that I haven't enrolled in school yet, so your tricks are ineffective on me."

Seemingly forgetting how embarrassed he was before, Malfoy just kept shouting, trying to use his family background to earn some face for himself.

Crabbe and Goyle beside him also raised their chests and raised their heads, showing the demeanor of gorilla bodyguards protecting the young villain.

However, this classic negative combination now seems to have no intention of being punished.

Connor could see Percy clenching his fists, with unspeakable humiliation on his face.

But just before he was about to explode, Gabriel stopped him.

"Percy, don't be impulsive."

"..."

Some things are not something you don’t want to do, but something you can’t do.

"So, even a place like a school has to succumb to the so-called nobility and family background... Can I think so?"

The two prefects didn't speak, they just looked at each other.

And Connor also reached out and rubbed his head. It wasn't that he couldn't understand some things, but it just seemed quite strange in school.

"At least this kind of thing should be reported to the teacher, right?"

"Of course, we will report these matters to the teachers at the school."

"Okay, let's do this for now."

Completely losing interest in all this, Connor returned to his cubicle.

He closed the compartment door again and just sat quietly alone.

And during this period of time when he was alone and quiet, his adoptive mother appeared by his side again.

"So, how does it feel?"

"Want to hear the truth?"

"certainly."

"It's just terrible."

Connor shook his head.

"Not only did these things exist, but the parties involved dared to put them on the table openly. An 11-year-old child used his family background to choke two prefects who were supposed to uphold justice and act according to the rules.

, this is completely a common phenomenon in wizarding society, and it is hard for me to imagine what the situation is like in the school."

The witch just slowly closed her eyes and listened quietly to the child's complaints.

"What's more, what's even worse is that wizards themselves are sparsely populated, and now they have to live in corners that ordinary people can't detect. Just like this, this kind of thing will happen..."

At this point, Connor felt like he was about to laugh.

Before he could complain too much, he felt his mother's cold warmth.

"Mother?"

"Everything is left to your own judgment, child."

Her figure disappeared again, and Neville's voice came from the compartment door again.

"Connor! Connor!"

"What's wrong?"

"We're getting ready for lunch, do you want to join us?"

These words made Connor's mentality of 'hate it and never fight' improve.

"Of course, can you introduce your friend to me?"

"Of course! We can have lunch together!"