Change the world from Hogwarts

Connor's eyes were a little strange, and the cat on his shoulder that looked like a scarf had no intention of moving.

Ron obviously didn't realize this. He was no different from those little boys who like to show off. He just caressed the mouse he brought with him over and over.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Have you finally woken up?"

"Zhi Zhi Zhi"

It is anxious.

Unlike a layman like Ron, Connor noticed the emotion displayed by the big rat at the first glance.

What's more, he shouldn't be just any ordinary mouse.

Although it seemed flawless on the surface, Connor could detect the echoes in the rat's body that were no different from those of humans.

This is a bit like the ancient magic that Connor himself learned from his elders, but there are certain differences.

But no matter what, that mouse is definitely not normal.

And if Connor remembered correctly, this mouse was indeed not a good thing.

And his name is... Peter?

So should we find a suitable way to deal with it?

"Hey, Banban, what's wrong with you?"

Just when Connor lowered his head and thought secretly, Ron seemed to notice something was wrong.

"Banban, are you okay? I'm here, I'm here, don't panic."

As the owner of this big rat, he naturally used his status as an owner to comfort his pet.

But the big rat just squeaked and looked around as if it was searching for natural enemies.

"What's going on? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Maybe it's sick?"

Harry tried to give some advice, but Ron quickly dismissed it.

"It's impossible. Banban and I eat and live together, and I take him to bathe with him. It's impossible for him to get sick..."

Immediately afterwards, Ron felt as if he had thought of something.

"Banban, did you eat something else behind my back? Did you dig through the trash can? Or did you run to the toilet?"

Seeing this, a thought emerged in Connor's mind.

Then, a rough idea emerged in my mind.

"Ron."

"Well what's wrong?"

"Let me take a look at Banban's condition. Although I'm not a serious veterinarian, I should be able to know something about the situation."

"good……"

Connor's attitude obviously liked Ron a lot, and he handed over the mouse without thinking.

The moment Connor took over, the hairless rat named Spotted suddenly became quiet.

"Hey, it really works!"

Seeing this scene, Ron couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Just when he was about to yell something subconsciously, Harry quickly covered his mouth with his hands.

"Be quiet. Doctors need a quiet environment to treat patients."

"Ouch...I'm sorry."

Ron obviously understood this, and he quickly calmed down.

His eyes were full of expectation, hoping that Connor could say something to reassure him.

As for Connor, he just looked carefully at the big hairless rat in his hand, and his fingers were rummaging around his body.

"Hmm... How should I put it? Although he looks quite fat, if you touch it carefully, you will feel that he is skinny. Is he already very old?"

"Well, it's been in our house for nine years!"

Ron looked quite proud, not noticing how unreasonable this matter was.

Or maybe, just because he is a child from a wizarding family, he ignores this kind of thing?

"That's quite a long life. In fact, ordinary mice can't live that long at all."

Connor just said this.

"But he looks a little lethargic. He probably has no appetite because of his old age. Try to feed him more food. He is a little malnourished."

After hearing Connor's conclusion, Ron's expression became strange.

"Really or not, it is always eating, either eating or sleeping. How can this lead to malnutrition?"

Immediately afterwards, Ron felt as if he had guessed something.

"Percy must have done it! Percy must not like Scabbers to starve him on purpose."

Directly placing the blame on his brother, Ron's attitude was quite firm.

"That's really poor Banban. I will never starve him in the future."

Reaching out and stroking the spotted mouse's head, Ron turned his attention to Connor again.

"Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"

"Well……"

When Ron asked that, Connor's expression became distressed.

"I personally feel that there is, but I am not good at academics, and my judgment in this area is not particularly accurate. I still recommend that you take it to ask other professors."

Without waiting for their reaction, he grabbed Ron.

"Let's go. Anyway, there are still a few hours left. I will take you to find the professors together."

"Why don't you ask Hagrid? I remember he is very knowledgeable about animals."

Harry was also on hand to offer advice.

But the reason why he mentioned Hagrid was because he only knew Hagrid.

However, this was quickly denied by Connor.

"If I remember correctly, Hagrid seems to be just a gamekeeper?"

"Ah, yes."

"I don't mean to criticize him, but I think he may not be as professional as other professors... I mean, of course I want to find the best."

After hearing what Connor said, Ron and Harry couldn't help but look at each other.

The two little lions even looked at the others.

"But we don't know the other professors."

"But you are not Gryffindor students? What I mean is that you can go to Professor McGonagall first, and then go to other professors through Professor McGonagall's recommendation, or you can even go directly to Principal Dumbledore."

"headmaster……"

Thinking of the kind old man, Harry was obviously moved, but Ron didn't think so.

"But, bothering the principal just for a mouse... isn't that bad?"

His face was flushed and he looked stuttered.

"We are students after all, and when we encounter some problems that cannot be solved, asking for help is the easiest way... This is our legitimate right, Ron, and it is also for Banban's health."

But Ron's hesitation didn't last long, and it disappeared under Connor's persuasion.

"Well, okay, let's go find the professor now..."

Ron said.

good……

As long as Ron agrees, the rest of the matter will be easy to handle.

But just as Connor was thinking about his little plan, he only felt a slight tingling sensation in his palm, and a huge force that definitely did not belong to a mouse came from his palm, as if a balloon suddenly shot toward

It expands outward.

"Um?"

Without squeezing it, Connor saw the mouse scurry out of his palm.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Screaming miserably, the big, hairless rat scurried all the way to the entrance of the school hospital.

"Hey! Who brought the mouse to the school hospital?"

"Banban!!!"

Ron immediately chased after him.

"Tsk..."