Connor's Hogwarts

The next day, Connor got up early, washed up at the speed of light, and then patted the wet towel on Roger's face from a distance. A voice came from the bathroom: "Get up, get up! Roger!"

"Oh! Connor, what are you doing?" Roger said speechlessly as he took off the wet towel that made him wake up instantly.

"Get up quickly! We have Transfiguration class today!" Connor grabbed Roger's arms and shook them back and forth. Obviously, Connor was a little excited.

"Oh my God! It's not seven o'clock yet! There are still more than two hours before class!" Roger screamed and fell on the bed.

"We can go early and make a good impression on Professor McGonagall. Get up!" Connor pulled Roger while putting on his robe.

In the end, Roger couldn't bear the harassment and was defeated. The two of them went to the hall to have breakfast together, and found that there were not many people there, and a few of them were also senior seniors.

"Look, even if you get up early, don't you still have to wait in vain? Getting up early is a serious waste of my precious sleep time!" Roger kept mumbling, obviously very resentful.

"Those who get up early will have good luck. You see, Hogwarts is also very beautiful at seven in the morning. It's not a loss or a loss." Connor coaxed with a smile. He was indeed a little too excited, but after a while The thought of being able to learn something he had never mastered very quickly made Connor so excited.

While the two were still chatting, a pink-haired Hufflepuff senior came over and asked Connor, "Connor Lake?"

Connor looked at her pink hair curiously and asked, "Yes, senior. How can I help you?"

"Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Nymphadora Tonks. I prefer others to call me Tonks. I am in sixth grade this year."

Connor stretched out his hand and shook it, remembering that this was the Auror in the movie. Connor remembered that she was a Metamorphmagus, "Nice to meet you, oh, this is my classmate Roger Day. Weiss.”

The two greeted each other, and Tonks explained her purpose.

"That's it. I heard that you were painting for someone else." Tonks scratched her head, gesticulating a little sheepishly, and said: ". Painting, I want to ask you to paint a painting for me, okay? I will pay Paid."

"Of course, it's nothing to trouble with, and I don't need any reward. In fact, I'm still practicing my painting skills. But you may need to queue up, because I have also promised many classmates to paint for them." Connor smiled said.

"Great." Tonks patted her chest in relief, "I also know that my request is a bit presumptuous." She shook her hair, and then miraculously, her hair turned from pink to blue. color, then turned red again.

"Actually, I'm a Metamorphmagus."

"Cool!" x2, Connor and Roger exclaimed.

Tonks smiled heartily and said, "Haha, that's interesting. I'm a born Metamorphmagus. I can change my appearance at will."

"But... it's become so much that I almost forget what I looked like before." Tonks' voice was a little low, but in the blink of an eye she laughed again and said to Connor: "So I hope to record myself when I was a student. I originally thought about taking a photo to commemorate it, but after I heard about you by chance, I thought of asking you for a favor."

"Please, Master Connor." Tonks clasped her hands together and said with a playful wink.

"That's alright with me, Miss Tonks, I'll be happy to oblige you."

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"What an amazing ability. It would be great if I also had this ability." Roger said to Connor with an envious look on his face in the empty Transfiguration Classroom.

"You're thinking about Taozi. Even if you have that ability, what do you want to use it for?" Connor lay on the table and answered lazily.

"What peach? If I am also a disguisemagus, then I can. That's fine." Roger rested his chin on his hand, thought for a while, and then said, "It doesn't seem to be of any use?"

"Alas~" Connor patted Roger on the shoulder. He was such an honest kid.

Roger was still wondering why Connor was sighing, when suddenly a calico cat jumped in at the classroom door. Connor quickly tugged on Roger's robe, signaling him to be silent.

Roger:?

The tabby cat glanced at Connor, jumped up to the lecture, and squatted there.

Connor took out his notebook and wrote: "That is Professor McGonagall. She is one of the few Animagus recorded in the Ministry of Magic. She is in the form of a tabby cat."

Roger's eyes widened in surprise. He didn't expect to see two special wizards famous in the magic world in one morning. Could it be that getting up early would really bring surprises?

The classroom suddenly became eerily quiet. Connor and Roger silently took out their books and started reading. Professor McGonagall squatted motionless.

Soon after, the little wizards came over one after another, and the classroom quickly became lively. This Transfiguration class was taken with Gryffindor. The twins naturally sat in the seats behind Connor and the others.

"Hey, Connor, why are you here so early?"

"I didn't see either of you at breakfast."

Connor's face was expressionless: "I am full of enthusiasm for learning transfiguration."

Fred and George looked at each other and shrugged, just thinking that Connor was doing that again.

"Connor, we plan to explore the castle tonight!"

"We have made an appointment with Li Jordan. Do you want to come with us?"

Connor refused with an upright face: "Fred George, it is against school rules to visit the castle at night. I hope you don't do this."

Fred and George looked at each other again, then looked at Connor in confusion

"Connor, are you feeling a little weird today?"

"Aren't you usually the most positive about this kind of thing?"

Connor winked wildly at the two of them, but the twins obviously didn't understand what he meant.

"You don't know, there are many secret passages in our school!"

“We heard Bill talk about it when we were kids!”

"Let's find the secret of the school together."

"You are the one who knows the most among us."

Looking at the two people talking more and more, Connor closed his eyes in despair, then moved his stool and moved slightly away from the two brothers.

At this time, it was time for class. The tabby cat on the table jumped to the ground and turned into Professor McGonagall.

Seeing Professor McGonagall walking up to them, the twins were so shocked that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear and stood there in a daze.

"Two Mr. Weasleys, I don't want the news to reach my ears that a Gryffindor student was expelled from school for violating school rules. What do you think?"

"You're right, Professor McGonagall."

"This will never happen."

The twins quickly assured themselves, and one of them kicked Connor's stool. Connor and Roger were holding back laughter with trembling shoulders.

The classroom fell silent with the appearance of Professor McGonagall. The little wizards all looked at Professor McGonagall with curious and shocked eyes. After all, seeing an animal suddenly turn into a human with their own eyes had a great impact on the little wizards. . What's more, this is still a cat girl, although this cat girl is a bit expired.

"Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous spell in your Hogwarts curriculum." Professor McGonagall glanced at the little wizards in the classroom, and looked at the twins twice, and said seriously: "Anyone If he is naughty in my class, I will ask him out and never let him in again. I warned you."

Professor McGonagall waved her wand, and the table in front of Fred and George turned into a monkey, grinning at the twins. She waved her wand again, and the monkey changed back again.

The entire class was shocked by this hand, including Connor. Rather, Connor was the one who was most shocked. Just now, in front of him, a perfect transformation technique was successfully performed, but! He didn't feel any trace of magic power forming magic patterns!

Connor raised his hands high.

"Mr. Lake, what's the problem?"

"Professor, why didn't you recite a spell when you cast the transformation spell just now? And if I'm not mistaken, the magic just now didn't form a magic pattern?"

Professor McGonagall showed a surprised expression on her face, and then she seemed to have thought of Connor's identity, and her expression became enlightened. She said: "Mr. Connor, your question is not within the scope of this class. If you want to know For the answer to the question, I think you’d better come to my office to see me after class.”