Change the world from Hogwarts

This voice sounded a little ignorant, just out of pure emotion.

However, that content was like a knife stabbed into some people in Slytherin, which made some of them look ugly.

At the same time, there seemed to be a strong commotion among the Slytherin crowd.

Some people are very emotional, but they are held back and do not vent their emotions.

Unfortunately, due to his height, Connor's line of sight was blocked by the group of upperclassmen standing slightly outside, and he couldn't see the specific situation clearly.

"Tsk tsk..."

However, he was still in a very happy mood. There was no reason for him to feel disgusted with him, so he had to hold it in.

He just wanted to make things bigger, and he did so unconsciously by using his identity as a first-year student.

The bigger the better!

Then, he glanced at Ernie and Hannah, and they understood.

"Hey, stop talking. Don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing."

They began to adopt a stern posture there, and seemed to want to hold Connor back, but in fact they didn't use any force at all.

"Huh? Why is it bad? I think the people in Slytherin were very sympathetic to Susan before and deliberately talked about her family members dying in the line of duty. Isn't this something that can't be mentioned?"

Connor's eyes swept across the Slytherins. Most of them had red faces. Even Dean Snape looked cold.

However, he showed no emotion at all.

At a glance, all Conaso could feel was an abyss-like emptiness, as if any emotion would be swallowed up by the abyss before it could be expressed.

But he didn't care about that, he only cared about what was happening now.

Of course he knows that not all Slytherins are like this, but since no one talks about fairness and everyone is waiting to see a joke, then don't blame him for firing a map gun here.

Gradually, the innocence on his face that seemed to understand nothing disappeared.

No longer thinking about pretending, Connor's expression gradually became weird.

"Do you think this is a bad thing? Ah...that means you were making fun of a child from a heroic family before?"

Although he was only 11 years old, when Connor's eyes swept over him, many students wanted to retreat.

It's not because he has any oppressive power like a domineering spirit, it's purely because they are unwilling to face the head-on doubts head-on.

This is the pressure from universal morality and a complete social order, and once faced head-on, it will be crushed by the huge size.

"Everyone in this college is making fun of a family tragedy that should never have happened. I think Professor Snape, as a teacher, wouldn't let this happen, right?"

Since no one from Slytherin stood up to answer the question, Connor naturally put the pressure on the professor.

"...This really shouldn't happen."

Although there was a moment of silence, Professor Snape still responded in a stiff tone.

And when he spoke, Connor could also feel the cloudy look in his eyes.

Maybe ordinary students would feel pressured by this kind of gaze, but Connor wouldn't. There was no need for him to be afraid.

Getting such a response from a professor is actually a kind of license.

"What about you? I believe you don't think this is a normal thing, right? Or do you often laugh at this kind of thing for fun?"

Gemma Farley and Marcus Flint couldn't help but look at each other.

The two prefects were obviously smart people, and from the moment Professor Snape acknowledged them head-on, it was impossible for him to give any more care.

This great situation was ruined just like that!

"of course not."

In the end, Marcus gave a positive response.

But he obviously couldn't hide his emotions, looking at Connor's expression as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"But it was your prefect who first brought things to this point. He even threatened us with a wand!"

"That's because our prefect has a bad temper, right? Prefect?"

"uh-huh……"

Although he was left alone from the moment Connor intervened, Gabriel just looked at Connor with approval.

"certainly."

He wasn't angry that he was being robbed of the limelight, he just smiled.

"My temper has caused me a lot of trouble since I entered school, and I would like to sincerely apologize for my rudeness."

Facing the aggrieved looks of the two Slytherin prefects, Gabriel bowed in a nondescript manner.

"I did get a little irritable. I shouldn't have escalated the personal conflicts between classmates to the level of antagonism in the college..."

But soon, he changed the subject:

"But I also hope that the student who offended the freshman in our college can come forward and apologize. Since everyone agrees that this is a wrong behavior, it shouldn't be difficult to come out and apologize, right?"

"Slytherin students shouldn't even have the courage to admit their mistakes, and the prefects of the college shouldn't just cover up their mistakes, right?"

At this time, even Georgina, who had been silent before, stood up. She was obviously very smart and directly blocked the lifeblood of Slytherin House.

The two college prefects looked at each other, but the overwhelming situation before had been completely reversed.

After thinking for a moment, Marcus Flint made a decision.

He looked directly at the crowd behind him:

"Nott! Come forward! I thought I heard you insulting Miss Bones before."

Immediately afterwards, almost all the Slytherin students moved out of the way, leaving the student known as Nott feeling at a loss.

Flint directly passed all the responsibilities to him, which also exposed him directly to the eyes of the Hufflepuffs.

Hundreds of Hufflepuff students stood there, their eyes clearly showing evil.

"Theodore Nott."

Obviously knowing that guy, Ernie couldn't help but cross his arms.

"You have the nerve to mock Susan? Speaking of which, I remember that your father was captured by Susan's aunt. My parents said that your mother was a guy who didn't understand people well. She entrusted herself to someone who couldn't even take care of her.

An old man who can’t do it…”

"Shut up!"

Suddenly, Theodore's eyes turned red.

"You have no right to judge my mother!"

"So you have the nerve to point fingers at Susan's family? You Slytherins are really oooooooooo..."

Ernie was obviously speechless, and his mouth was immediately covered by another boy in the team, and he was taken back to the crowd.

"Don't cause trouble to Connor and the others."

He whispered.

"I know……"

After also coming back to his senses, Ernie couldn't help but sigh.

"I just don't like their attitude. That guy Nott's father is still imprisoned in Azkaban... as a henchman of the mysterious man."

Even when he was among the crowd, Ernie had no intention of lowering his voice.

And these words can only be described as harsh and sharp in the ears of Slytherins.

As for Theodore himself, he looked at the people around him as if asking for help.

However, he was abandoned.

No one was willing to stand up and speak for him, including Malfoy, who he had known a long time ago.

"You have to take responsibility for what you do yourself, Nott. Don't expect others to help you in this regard."

Prefect Flint stopped Theodore from looking around further.

"But it was you who asked me before..."

"Lock the tongue and seal the throat!"

The prefect's Tang protruded hand made Theodore's tongue stick to the roof of his mouth, and he could only make a sound but could not speak.

But before long, another light hit him.

"The end is over!"

It was Gabriel, and he just frowned.

"So this is how you Slytherins do things. In the end, you will only push a victim..."

He looked at Theodore.

"What did you want to say before? If you were deceived or something else, it doesn't matter. You can make it clear now."

However, Theodore, who obviously had something to say before, just shook his head.

His eyes just returned to calmness, a little cold, and the look he looked at his classmates was a little strange.

Finally, he slowly walked towards Susan.

"I'm sorry for that, Miss Bones. I apologize most sincerely for that. Please forgive me for being rude."

"..."