Change the world from Hogwarts

Connor responded forcefully.

"No one stipulates that interpersonal relationships should be maintained regularly. Only acquaintances who meet frequently can be called friends."

"Yeah... yes."

Isobel didn't seem to have any doubts. After hesitating for a while, she nodded in agreement.

"It's okay not to have interpersonal relationships that need to be maintained regularly."

"Then you are a bit extreme."

Seeing Isobel's diode-like performance, Connor's mouth twitched.

He didn't mean to say that.

However, this is indeed Isobel's attitude towards life.

Some classmates are willing to cater to her, so Isobel, who is now in a cheerful state, is also willing to face them with a smile. But if they are not kind to her, she is too lazy to respond, kicking her nose and face, or even hitting them head-on.

But no matter which Isobel it is, they all have a kind of arrogance in their bones.

Maybe only the shy guy seems less withdrawn.

"Extreme?"

Even though Connor complained like this, she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her at all, let alone corrected or repented.

"I think I was magnanimous enough if I didn't break out on the spot and bring the whole college to a standstill."

"But essentially, it's because you don't care about this kind of thing at all, right?"

"snort……"

With a slight snort, Isobel made no further objection to this.

"Okay, that's the end of the pleasantries. I have to go back and pack my luggage. My approval slip will come out tomorrow. Then I can move here and feel that the world will be clean."

After standing up, he put the book "Human Metamorphosis" in his arms.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Since you all know each other, you shouldn't need me to introduce anything more...Oh, by the way, Hermione, you can actually follow my approach. There is no need to stay in the dormitory all the time."

Having started the topic on her own, and now leaving alone, Isobel's every move was filled with a sense of confusion about going her own way.

More importantly, her mobility is ridiculously strong.

When Connor and Hermione both came to their senses, Isobel had already walked to the library door, and all they could see was the silver-white back of her head.

The long hair was swung back and forth, revealing a smoothness and vitality.

But before she could completely walk out of the library, she suddenly looked back.

Different from the previous enthusiasm, there was a kind of shyness in her eyes when she looked back.

Looking at Connor and the others, she raised her hands in embarrassment.

"Well, bye, see you in class tomorrow."

Compared with the previous enthusiasm, the fear of strangers was clearly revealed in his voice.

But Hermione and Connor just stayed in place stiffly.

It wasn't until Isobel left completely that she set her sights on Connor.

"that……"

"What's wrong?"

Connor asked casually.

"nothing."

Hermione shook her head.

After the two sides looked at each other, the little girl couldn't help but look down at the thick book she was holding in her hand.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere at the scene revealed an attitude of silence.

Although this atmosphere was more in line with the atmosphere in the library than the previous lively one, it was still inexplicably uncomfortable.

Hermione obviously looked like she wanted to speak, but now she didn't.

That awkward look made Connor feel confused and outrageous at the same time.

Perhaps because he had spent too much time with Professor Dumbledore, he found that he particularly hated those riddle masters now.

There are also those boring gourds who hold back their words and say the same thing. What’s the point of silence?

"I think if there is a problem, it should be put on the table and solved, right?"

Seeing Hermione's confused look, Connor tried to ask a question.

However, Hermione lowered her head, and she even put up the big book to cover her face.

At this moment, Connor saw the cover of the book more clearly:

"Hogwarts: A History of the School".

As for this, Connor was at a loss.

He just gently put his hand on the cover of his book, lightly touched the golden book title with his fingers, and even drew a circle along the fire dragon icon.

After receiving no response for a long time, Connor stood up directly.

"If there's nothing else, I have to leave, Hermione. If there's anything else, you can come to me after class or between classes."

But just when Connor stood up, Hermione couldn't help but put down the book:

"etc."

Although she deliberately suppressed the volume, there was still a hint of anxiety in her voice.

But when Connor turned around, she just pursed her lips.

Her expression changed, and she finally wanted to speak, but the next moment, a voice came from the door of the library:

"Hermione!"

It was an Indian girl, and she quickly walked into the library.

Parvati Patil.

Connor knows her name.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

Being interrupted, Hermione diverted her attention.

After patting her little face, she stood up.

"Professor McGonagall has something to ask you. It seems that the complaint letter you wrote was returned."

But then, Parvati's voice became quieter. She just stared at her big eyes and looked to the side with an incredible look, where Connor was.

That kind of look made Connor unable to adapt to it for a while, and he couldn't help but scratch the back of his head.

"What's wrong?"

"nothing."

After looking around, Parvati stretched out her hand.

"I am Parvati Patil, I hope you can remember my name."

"Well, I know there are only two Indian girls in the first grade. One is you and the other seems to be your sister?"

"Yes."

Seeing Connor say her name in one breath, she felt inexplicably excited.

Connor looked at this excitement and couldn't quite understand it.

"what happened?"

"You are very famous, don't you know?"

Hermione said angrily.

"Anyway, I have to leave the library."

She seemed a little angry, and Connor was extremely confused by this.

Why are you angry?

why are you mad?

What happened?

"So what happened?"

Unable to think of a reason, Connor just shook his head helplessly.

"Really, if you have any doubts or problems, say them now and put them on the table and they will be solved quickly."

"nothing."

After putting away "A School History", Hermione hugged the book and left.

Seeing this scene, Connor just sighed.

"Okay, if you say it's nothing, then it's nothing. If you need anything, you can come back to me."

Holding the book "The Body Structure of the Fire Dragon", Connor turned and left, while Hermione just stared at his back, with some inexplicable annoyance in her eyes.

But before she could adjust her mood, another question came from her roommate:

"Do you know McMahon?"

"...Well, I know him."

"Are you friends?"

"……Yes."

Hermione had a complicated look on her face, but Parti didn't seem to notice it.

"so good."

She just looked envious and emotional.

"You know, he is the most handsome boy in the whole first grade."

"...Where does this statement come from?"