Connor's Hogwarts

"Ah~ is this the Monster Cup scene? There are so many people!"

After visiting Diagon Alley, Connor took Camilla to Hogsmeade Village. There were still 5 days until the end of the Monster Cup. Now the competition has entered a fierce stage, and the audience is basically full. After hearing the news, many Chinese people came all the way just to catch a glimpse of the game.

After all, the feeling of watching live and watching TV is definitely different, and now with the Lake International Floo Network, within Europe, you can go out to watch the game in the morning and still be back in time for lunch.

In addition, due to the huge increase in the number of people in Hogsmeade this week, not only the various shops in Hogsmeade have made a lot of money, but even Hogwarts has been affected.

After all, in addition to watching the game, what also attracts tourists is the Hogwarts School next to it, which is one of the legendary best magic schools.

And as long as you apply according to the procedures, a professor will take you in to visit the campus, which is very convenient.

Dumbledore also said that he has received many letters from foreign parents who want to enroll in Hogwarts, and the number of new students in the school may increase this year.

Overall, the Yokai Cup went very successfully.

Connor took Camilla to box 1A10. The sky above the open-air venue used magic to refract the sunlight. The audience could only see the blue sky and white clouds, and would not be troubled by direct sunlight.

"...After all, it's the top 16 now, and there will be more people in the next few days." Connor leaned on the guardrail and looked at the lively auditorium and replied with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

In fact, card games certainly don't have as much excitement as ball games like Quidditch, and there won't be bursts of cheers, but card games also have a unique charm that can also capture the hearts of the audience.

"Little Connor, did our family make a lot of money by hosting the Monster Cup? These tickets..." Camilla looked around and observed, talking non-stop, "...and those snacks and snacks, I remember that our family bought some The Chocolate Frog Snack Shop, right?"

"Earn money, I'm sure you can make money from this, but the most profitable thing is gambling." Connor shrugged. There are many more card games than football games, and they are the most suitable games for gambling.

"There are so many games every day, and we have a bookmaker at the entrance. Basically, everyone who comes to watch the game has never placed a bet. This thing is like robbing money. Look at it——"

At this time, on the field below, one side's chess pieces were captured. Connor pointed to a small group of spectators opposite who were jumping in their seats with excitement and said: "If it wasn't because the game was about their pockets, how could they be so excited? "Watching the game after placing a bet and watching the game casually are two completely different concepts."

"Yes, there is nothing more profitable than gambling." Camilla looked seriously at the arena below. There was a huge fire dragon roaring in the arena, which looked no different from a real dragon.

"What a spectacular sight," Camilla sighed, and said in a recalling tone: "I have never stopped walking these years. After leaving home, I went through France to Egypt, traveling from north to south. After crossing Africa, passing through Madagascar, I ran to India and then back to Rome, and then walked all the way to the east, the country of the furry bears, the Far East, the country of cherry blossoms, and then from Australia to South America, and finally the United States."

"." My dear, as far as I'm concerned, I'd like to call you the strongest. Connor, who could lie down and didn't want to sit, cast an admiring look at Camilla.

"I have traveled to so many places and seen so many scenery. But" Camilla put her hands on the railing, with stars flowing in her eyes: "I still think the scenery here is the most special I have ever seen. , very, very special”

What's so special? Connor shrugged: "Maybe you just haven't seen so many wizards together?"

Camilla rolled her eyes: "I went to see the Quidditch World Cup in the United States two years ago! There were more people at that time, hundreds of thousands of people. I don't mean the number of people in particular."

Connor tilted his head: "Then what are you referring to? I personally participated in the planning of the game. Why don't I think there is anything special about it? Apart from the opening ceremony that I carefully prepared, isn't this just an ordinary large-scale competitive game? ?”

Camilla supported her chin with one hand, put something on the railing, bent over and looked at Connor with a smile, and said, "Hey, little Connor, do you want to listen to my story?"

Connor looked straight and said calmly: "Okay, is this your adventure story, aunt? In fact, I am also very interested in the magical world of other countries."

Camilla smiled: "I'll talk to you about adventure stories next time. I'll tell you the story of when I traveled far away from home."

"By the way, I heard that Connor is now Principal Dumbledore's student?"

"Huh? We are both students of the principal. It's just that I'm smarter and the professors like me."

Camilla couldn't help but ruffle Connor's hair again: "Hahaha, it's amazing that an ordinary student can go to the principal's office once every seven years. Your kind of treatment is not something ordinary students can get."

Camilla glanced at Connor again and said: "Connor, you should be very familiar with Professor Dumbledore, right? I didn't meet the principal a few times except when I went to the auditorium to eat."

"Well, it's okay. The old principal and I still have a lot in common."

"You are so awesome." Camilla knocked Connor on the head, then held her chin up and began to fall into memories:

"I was different from you when I was in school. The years when I was in school happened to be the years when the power of the mysterious man was the most powerful. At that time, the environment of the British wizarding world was very difficult to explain. Originally, our family was a neutral family, strong enough to protect itself and eat death. There was no conflict between the disciples. Neither my father nor my sisters’ lives were affected at all.”

"." Flora must have been in love at that time. Thinking about this, she always felt that the parents of the recent students at Hogwarts were unusual.

".However, I enrolled as a Gryffindor student."

Connor looked at Camilla. There were only memories on her face, and there was a smile on her lips. She seemed to be in a good mood.

"Although enrolling in Gryffindor is not a big deal, you know that our family is all Slytherin. It's quite embarrassing for me, an outlier, in school."

Camilla stuck out her tongue playfully as she spoke, "At that time, there were many fanatical believers of You-Know-Who in the school. On the Slytherin side, they often wanted to bully me. Of course, they could only think Think about it! I will not be bullied easily."

Connor felt that there must be a lot hidden in these sentences. Connor was familiar with campus bullying.

"Maybe it's because when I entered school, Flora had already graduated and Elena was no longer a prefect. Those people thought I was easy to bully... Haha, now that I think about it, the experience of fighting wits and courage with a group of brats was quite interesting. "Yes." Camilla shrugged, and then her smile slowly disappeared, "It's just that the only thing I can't stand is that they use my mother to attack me."

"Oh! By the way, my mother is also a Gryffindor! That is your grandmother, she is..." Camilla suddenly slapped her hands, as if the gloom on her face had not appeared just now.

"I know this, I know about my grandmother." Connor nodded.

"Eh!? You actually know that my father never told me." Camilla looked at Connor with her lips raised in dissatisfaction, then turned her head to look at the field and continued: "After all, I Ever since I can remember, I have never seen my mother and my father say that she died in the line of duty and died in an accident.”

"But I don't believe it. For various reasons, I have never given up the opportunity to understand my mother. But what I heard the most is that they said that a mysterious person [executed] my mother."

Camila smiled bitterly: "This has led me to always regard the mysterious man as an imaginary enemy. My ideas back then were very radical. Now that I think about it, my younger self was still too stupid, but I know that although my mother may not have been killed by the mysterious man. Yes, but my mother’s death must have something to do with the mysterious person, after all, she is an Auror.”

Camilla leaned against the railing again: "I was quite hardworking at that time. My favorite was the Defense Against the Dark Arts class - although there was a different professor every semester, I learned more things this way. , I was thinking that if I graduate in the future, I must devote myself to the fight against the mysterious man."

"."Are you Kamila Paul Korchagin Lake?

"As a result, when I was about to graduate in one year, the mysterious man ran away." Camilla raised her head sadly: "It was quite sudden... You know, the kind of goal you have been striving for, suddenly, "Pong, it's gone, it's gone. This feeling is really uncomfortable."

Camilla scratched her hair, took out a cigarette-like thing (probably a cigarette) from her pocket and lit it. She held the cigarette between her slender fingers and propped it up on the railing. She was indeed a bit "uninhibited and free." It tastes like that.

"What do you think happened to this mysterious man? Can't you wait for me for two years? I haven't graduated yet, and he failed over there, or was killed by a brat. It's really shameless." Camilla cursed and swallowed the clouds When she smoked, her cigarette did not smell like tobacco but had a refreshing aroma. Connor couldn't help but observe more curiously.

"I made it myself with potions. I saw that Muggles looked very handsome when they smoked, so I made some myself. Do you want to try it?" Camilla handed Connor a small pack of cigarettes.

"Eh? What's the content of yours? Isn't it harmful to the body?" Connor took the cigarette and asked carefully.

Wizards rarely smoke, and anyway, he doesn't know anyone who smokes, because wizards can sensitively detect the harmful components of vanilla through magic and filter it out directly. Wizards usually don't get any "smoking" smell when they smoke.

In the same way, there is no market for drugs among wizards, because magic will automatically filter out those harmful ingredients. Of course, there are also some magic potions that can make wizards feel "good", such as hallucinogens and elixirs, but when it comes to these Magic potions are very expensive, and secondly, even if you are addicted, they can cure you, so there is no such thing as a drug-addicted boy in the wizarding world.

"No, I made it with a magic plant found in the Brazilian jungle. In addition to refreshing, it can also be used to calm an irritable mood. I brought back a lot of seeds and plan to plant some in the manor."

Connor paused while holding the cigarette, raised his head and asked, "Is the magic plant you mentioned easy to maintain?"

Camilla held a cigarette in her mouth and spread her hand: "I don't know, I haven't planted it yet, you ask this...wait a minute."

Camilla was stunned.

"Wizards probably won't like this, right? Besides, it's quite complicated to make."

Connor glanced at Camilla strangely: "Auntie, I think the business at home is enough, so why don't you stop moving mines to the house?"

Camilla scratched her head: "Forget it, let's not talk about this for now, where did we just talk?"

"Speaking of you graduating"

"Yes, graduation." Camilla patted her forehead and continued: "After I graduated, I didn't know what I wanted to do for a while. At that time, Flora and her father had a dispute, and Elena was hiding in France to give birth to a child. He refused to come back, and my father made a bad face at home every day. I was really annoyed with him, so I thought I might as well go out and travel around the world."

"." Grandpa doesn't know the reason, right? You shouldn’t know, right? He would definitely cry if he knew, right? Connor felt sad for poor old Devine.

"...I just do what I say. I have always kept my word. At that time, I packed my bags and prepared to run away. My father dotes on me the most at home. I was so arrogant that I would come back after two years, but he was stubborn in the end. But I had no choice but to agree, hahaha, how can he care about me after leaving home?" Camila said proudly, holding a cigarette in her mouth.

"." If this were my daughter, I'm afraid I wouldn't be angry to death on the spot. Wait, Connor suddenly knew why Flora was scolded so badly when she came home. Is there a share of your credit for this relationship?

"Hahaha, actually at the beginning I planned to play for two years and then go back." Noticing Connor's strange eyes, Camila laughed and tried to pass the test by being cute, "It's just that the outside world is so exciting. I just couldn’t help but play for a few more years.”

"." Let's just beat him to death. Has Old Devin become too temperamental because of me? Why should such a daughter stay? Wasting food?

Camilla blew out another puff of smoke to make herself look like a "woman with a story". She said: "In short, I left the UK with the mentality of going out to relax and travel around the world. When I came back, my mentality It’s completely different from when we set out.”

"Back then, the mysterious man, no, I should say Voldemort, was my nightmare. In my world, he was just a big devil, waiting to be killed by a brave man like me. But now, I don't think he is still there. It makes me feel scared."

Camilla blew out the smoke towards the finished cigarette butt. After the smoke passed, the cigarette butt disappeared from her hand. "Connor, guess how many great devils like Voldemort I have seen along the way?"

"One, two, three." Camilla raised her hand and counted on her fingers, then quickly gave up, "I can't even count! You know, I can hear it in every few countries. There are legends about the Dark Lord of this kind, the vampire Count Dracula in Romania, the evil witch Curiel in India, the Ghost Rider in the American West, and the one in the Far East."

Camila Balabala talked a lot, and finally stopped when she couldn't handle it.

".There are also ghost ships, Alcatraz Island, and cannibal tribes. I have seen and experienced all the things I mentioned with my own eyes. Some of these so-called horror legends are really powerful wizards, and some are just... Some paper tigers are ten times more dangerous than Voldemort, and some are actually just hateful and pitiful people."

Camilla took out a wine bottle from nowhere, took a big sip, and then continued: "After traveling around and coming back, I discovered that Voldemort is just a [horror legend] in the UK. This kind of thing is everywhere in this world! Isn’t he just a crazy old man who likes to kill people? Why was I afraid of him in the first place? "

"." Although I think what you said makes sense, I understand the truth. What do you want to prove by saying so much? Connor continued to remain silent, watching with cold eyes as this aunt was embarrassed next to him.

Then Camilla slapped Connor on the shoulder and shouted excitedly: "So, this world is so big and exciting, it's normal for me to forget to go home while playing!"

"." No, no, my old friend, is this the point? You obviously just watched the Yokai Cup scene, how on earth did you get such a sigh? Looking at his aunt who behaves frivolously, smokes, drinks, and has no idea whether she has a tattoo, but is probably still a good girl, Connor once again felt that it was really hard for Old Devin...

"But, Connor, I have traveled to so many places and visited so many countries. The things I have seen are the same. Although the scenery is different, the people are the same, and the stories are different. , but the ending is similar.”

"." Yimiwa Ka Nai, I don't understand. Sister, are you drunk? Is your wine that powerful? Connor tried to break away from this imposing embrace, but in the end it was in vain.

Camilla carelessly put her arms around Connor. She pointed to the densely packed audience below and said, "But, it's different here, Connor, it's different here. If what I saw before was everything, I can understand it." If it’s a ‘cliché story’ plot, then this place, which should have been one of the stages of that cliché story, suddenly became incomprehensible and impossible to figure out.”

"I see countless possibilities here, and there is an unpredictable future here." Camilla narrowed her eyes, and Connor in her arms truly felt the huge pressure...

"It's great, Connor, it's great. I think it's great that I can come back. This place is no longer the oppressive and breathless place it was before. The air here is extremely pleasant. ah"

"Kakamila, please let me go." Connor struggled hard. Camilla glanced at Connor with crooked eyes, then kissed him hard on the face and said:

"Connor, you are so awesome! Why did my sister give birth to such a big baby like you? I really want to snatch you away from her."

"Hey Hey hey!"

"Hey, Connor, do you feel it? The wheel of time is rolling forward. The thought of me being able to push hard behind it makes me so excited that I'm about to climax!"

"I feel repulsed! It doesn't matter what you say, but can you let me go first!"

"Hahaha, Connor, your face is so red, but why do I feel that there is no reluctance in your eyes? Don't you look very happy?"

"I'm not! I didn't! Let go!"

Connor's magical aunt, Camilla Lake, has returned to the Lake family. This woman who should not have returned at this time may bring a different storm to England...