Change the world from Hogwarts

No matter what the little wizards thought, this was the final answer they got.

No matter how they asked, Connor was obviously no longer in the school hospital, and with their abilities, there was obviously no way to leave Hogwarts directly.

Not to mention that there are classes in the afternoon, even if there are no other messy things in the afternoon, their scope of activities is firmly restricted by the entire school.

As a result, the visit ended like this. With feelings of loss and confusion, the little lions and badgers dispersed.

Now, the only thing they can do is to stay in their respective lounges and wait for further news.

Of course, these things are unknown to Connor now. He is currently boating on the Black Lake with Dumbledore's headmaster.

An enchanted boat rowed its oars automatically, while an old man and a young man just enjoyed the surrounding scenery leisurely.

Thanks to Dumbledore's incredible magic, no one could see them.

The boat swayed slowly, and Connor just stroked the kitten in his arms.

He was actually waiting now, waiting for the Hogwarts principal to say something.

Whether it's about his background or anything else.

However, Dumbledore was equally relaxed.

He even opened a bag of fish feed in his hand, spreading the food like the old man next door, watching the calm lake surface ripples in circles.

After a while, the magic boat had arrived at the center of the black lake.

Connor just stared at the leisurely old man, and after hanging Phil's child around his neck again, he sighed.

"So, it seems that Principal Dumbledore should have known about my existence for a long time, right?"

"It can be said that after all, you also caused a lot of discussion among the principals at that time. I think the Sorting Hat should have told you about this?"

"Well, it did say this, but at that time, the principal didn't talk to me about anything, and I actually didn't take it to heart."

"To be honest, kid, I didn't want to pay too much attention to this kind of thing. The children who enter Hogwarts are all cute in my eyes, and they should all have a bright future."

"Pfft..."

After slowly putting away the unfinished bag of fish food, Dumbledore finally turned back to his attention.

However, these gentle words did not receive any appreciation or respect, and Connor even made an impolite sound.

He just covered his mouth.

"Sorry, principal, I didn't mean it, it's just...there are some things I don't know how to say."

"I understand, child, your story of standing up for your classmates last night has been spread among the ghosts. I think it will be spread throughout every college through various channels in a short time."

Dumbledore was obviously not a petty person. He didn't care about Connor's gaffe. Instead, he joked about the recent incident in a more relaxed tone.

It's just that Connor doesn't like this kind of thing.

"It's better to avoid this kind of thing. I really don't like to be someone else's talking point..."

Dumbledore didn't say anything more about this, he just took out a jar of sweets from under his robes.

"Would you like one?"

"Thanks."

Looking at the colorful candies, Connor chose a yellow one.

When entering the mouth, a refreshing sweetness quickly spreads through the taste buds - it is lemon flavor.

"Personally speaking, I do hope that you like this school as much as I do...but everyone has their own opinions."

‘Crack’

‘Crack’

The old man's teeth looked pretty good. Before Connor could completely put the lemon candy in his mouth, he had already taken out the second one from the jar.

At this moment, Connor just frowned.

From the beginning, it seemed that he did not have the initiative to speak.

This still made him quite uncomfortable.

But this actually doesn't matter. What's important is that he found that something was wrong with the current atmosphere of the conversation.

This didn't look like a conversation between a principal and a student at all, and Dumbledore didn't look like a teacher.

"Furthermore, some of my personal ideas sometimes do have an outdated and old-fashioned smell, and I am hesitant and careless in doing things."

Just as Connor was thinking about it, he heard Dumbledore talking about himself.

"Some friends I know will say that. Sometimes, I am very envious of their free and easy attitude."

Yes.

After hearing this, Connor finally understood what the problem was.

Dumbledore's tone did not sound like the natural teaching attitude that one should have when facing a child.

There was none of it, whether it was seductive words or life advice, and there were no inquiries like what Connor had expected.

"As I get older, after all, I don't have the same drive as when I was young, and sometimes I miss my past self."

Principal Dumbledore's attitude at this moment was more like chatting with an old friend whom he had known for a long time, telling him things about himself.

As a result, now, when the ship has crossed two-thirds of the Black Lake, the topic between them still has nothing to do with what was supposed to be discussed.

If it weren't for his clear eyes, Connor might have thought that his mind was a little abnormal.

"Listening to an old man like me, it must be a very boring thing... When you get older, you can't help but miss something."

When Connor came back to his senses, he heard Dumbledore say this.

This made him couldn't help but shake his head.

"No, no, no, I'm just a little surprised... Principal, you like Hogwarts very much."

"Um……"

The old man and the young man just stared at each other, and Connor's expression became even weirder.

He didn't want to accuse or deny anything, let alone ridicule. He just felt that the atmosphere of the conversation was becoming more and more strange, which made him not know how to start the original topic.

Looking at Connor's somewhat tangled attitude, Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh, and he stuffed himself another candy:

"Tell me, kid, you discovered something today... no, you should have discovered something yesterday, right?"

Finally, the conversation returned to the main topic.

It was like a derailed train returning to the track after running across the grass for a while, which made Connor feel happy and truly relieved.

only……

"Now... do you think I still need to say something, Principal."

After taking another look at the endless beauty of the Black Lake, Connor couldn't help but ask.

"I think you should already know what I want to say."

Otherwise, the old principal would not have such a tone of chatting with old friends, or so Connor thought.

However, the old principal's view was somewhat different.

"Sometimes, just because you have your own guesses, you need other people's answers more, Connor."

Until this moment, Principal Dumbledore's old face finally showed the seriousness that an educator should have.

"We must learn to listen and listen to other people's answers and ideas, otherwise, many people will be ruined."