Change the world from Hogwarts

Upon hearing this, Snape's originally gloomy complexion turned extremely dark.

Is such a thing impossible?

No, it's quite possible. Even if you think about it differently, maybe this is the real purpose!

"I have every reason to believe that what happened tonight is just the beginning."

Looking at Snape's still calm and even deathly cold face, Connor just said this.

However, the Potions Professor did not respond in any way to his words.

Connor noticed that he was staring at him intently. The attention was ethereal, but unprecedentedly heavy.

This reaction left Connor at a loss. He didn't know what kind of situation Snape was in.

There wasn't even a basic response, so what could he continue to say?

He even wanted to put aside the serious topics he was talking about now and wave his hand in front of the gloomy face that resembled the stereotype of a dark wizard.

"Professor Snape, are you asleep?"

Staring into those dark eyes that had never been closed, Connor asked again.

Then, Snape responded.

Like a machine that was about to decay, he crossed his arms.

Then, his voice, which sounded like an old radio, sounded word by word:

"Now, as a student, it's time for you to return to your lounge."

So is this the end of today?

of course not.

Connor has his own plan, and he will never give up at this time.

"I don't think so, professor. After all, I asked for leave from my prefect... not to mention I'm not an ordinary student, right?"

"...Is this Dumbledore's request?"

After a moment of silence, Snape asked.

"He still can't control what I do."

In this regard, Connor naturally completely denied it.

And after remembering the conversation they had while boating on the Black Lake, he shook his head helplessly.

"Maybe I have to help him check and fill in the gaps... Are you satisfied with this answer, Professor?"

"..."

Snape didn't answer anything. With his gloomy old face that seemed unchanged for thousands of years, he turned and left.

The strong wind brought by walking blew up his black robe, which seemed to be proving his title as the 'Batman of Hogwarts' with practical actions.

But before he could take two steps, a panicked scream came from directly below.

"……student!"

Hearing this, Connor's color suddenly changed.

Not caring what Snape was doing, he quickly lay down on the fence and looked down from above.

Those stairs that changed regularly were intricate and blocked his sight quite a bit.

But it doesn't matter. If he judged correctly, the direction the sound came from should be the first floor.

Then just run down now?

No, Connor has a faster way.

"Phil, can you run to the first floor and find me?"

After understanding Connor's words, the silver-white figure immediately rushed towards the stairs.

‘Wow’

Under Snape's stunned gaze, Connor climbed over the railing and jumped down.

His body gradually transformed into a crow, swooping down.

"Animagus...?"

Although the corresponding magic that he knew vaguely appeared in his mind, Snape instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"That's all."

After looking around, he walked towards a snake statue and tapped it gently with his wand.

Soon, the statue split, revealing a disc base that seemed to lead downwards.

This is the secret passage leading directly to the first floor.

There are many secret passages inside Hogwarts, but Connor himself doesn't know about them.

It's just that at this point, he doesn't care about that kind of thing anymore.

Under the lights of Hogwarts, the red crow flew directly to the first floor and flew in the wide corridor.

After rushing to the place where the sound came from, what came into view was a big green and gray guy like moss-covered granite.

It is about four meters tall, and its body looks fat, but the fat is wrapped in muscles that can allow him to run rampant. Although it is only a mallet in its hand, it can also show off simple and simple strength.

Outstanding destructive power.

If there is any flaw in this creature, it's probably the brain.

The wizards also use a simple word to call this kind of holy lake:

"Troll..."

But now, Connor is not going to explore the civilization and characteristics of this creature, but its origin.

So why are there trolls here?

Moreover, its state is not right - it has fallen down, and there is an iron stake stuck in its head.

However, during the process that Connor paid attention to, the iron pile was gradually changing, and finally returned to a severely damaged wooden door.

Looking at the giant monster's fatal injuries, Connor couldn't help but shook his head:

"So, I'm late?"

"Yes, you are late."

At this moment, there was a sound coming from the side.

It was on the other side of the troll, where Connor saw a figure he was familiar with.

After all, we had only met before the dinner party before.

"Isobel? Why are you here?"

"I'm here to see Hermione."

Isobel said calmly.

But in the current situation, not only are these words unlikely to resolve the doubts, but they will actually make them deeper.

"Looking for her...? Where is she?"

Connor couldn't help but look around, there was even a toilet here.

"Besides, no matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like Gryffindor or Ravenclaw's tower."

Then, Isobel couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

"You still call yourself Hermione's friend, but you don't know that your friend didn't even attend the dinner? She disappeared before."

"..."

Well, Connor was really speechless.

"I really didn't find it, but I think I should have reasons and room for defense?"

For example, he has never paid attention to what is going on in Gryffindor?

But now is not the place to talk, not to mention, there is still an unresolved question before.

"So where are the Hermiones?"

"I can't possibly let her and her classmates stay here, right? Of course I let them leave... Now she should go back to her lounge."

Isobel said so, but Connor's face became ugly.

He felt that there might not be anything simple about this matter.

If his previous guesses were correct, then the school is now very dangerous except for places like the lounge!

"The werewolf may have come to the school."

"What did you say?"

When Connor couldn't help but speculate, Isobel also frowned.

"How could a werewolf appear in school without any news..."

Immediately afterwards, the truth slapped Isobel, and a wolf howl echoed directly above Hogwarts.