Connor's Hogwarts

"Dad, the layout of space magic here is more complicated than Grandpa Nico's home. It comes from the same source as the space magic in my memory, but it should not be the work of Ms. Ravenclaw."

Angel floated beside Connor, her palms pressed against the wall of the long tunnel, and she methodically analyzed the secret passage in front of her.

"Well, it was probably arranged by Slytherin himself a thousand years ago. This should be the passage leading to the real secret room,"

Connor guessed that the secret room leading to the bathroom was not actually the real secret room, but a "fake secret room" transformed by Slytherin's descendants. The line leading directly from the Slytherin basement was the "real secret room".

This is not a random guess. After all, according to legend, Hogwarts is actually the castle of the Slytherin family. Slytherin is the real master of the school, and Gryffindor can even bury a luxurious arena beneath it. , Slytherin has no reason not to seriously "dress up" his heritage.

This long corridor leading to the secret room looks very luxurious, with a strong aristocratic atmosphere, and it can be seen that it has been carefully designed. Connor has every reason to believe that compared to the "pseudo secret room" built at the sewer junction, this place is more It is the location of the "Chamber of True Secrets".

Connor touched the pendant by his ear and called softly: "Saber."

A ray of light and shadow overflowed from the small pendant, transforming into a young swordsman wearing silver armor, and Artoria came to Connor's side.

"Master, where is this?" Artoria was dutifully producing magic stones when Connor suddenly called her over, and she was a little confused about the situation.

"We're going on a big adventure." Connor smiled and briefly explained the whole story.

90% of Connor's "personal combat power" lies in Saber. He is not a reckless person. If he didn't believe in Artoria's strength, he would not go into the secret room alone.

"I understand, I will protect the master." The girl knight responded with a serious face. With Saber by her side, Connor felt very safe.

"Dad, why did you stun Miss Hermione just now?" Angel lay back behind Connor again and asked curiously: "Is it because this operation is dangerous?"

"..." Connor was silent for a moment, and his smile faded a bit, "Because... I don't want Dumbledore to know about this yet."

Connor shook his head again and said: "Forget it, let's go faster. It's best to resolve the matter before Dumbledore notices, because -"

Suddenly a wind pressure passed by him. Connor stood still. Arturia beside him had disappeared, and then her figure appeared not far in front of him. Along with it, there were several pieces that were chopped into several pieces. A python writhing on the floor.

"It seems that the [owner] here has noticed our arrival," Connor waved his wand and narrowed his eyes slightly: "And we don't seem to be welcome."

Angel closed her eyes and opened them again: "Dad, the space here just changed."

"Really?" Connor frowned: "That would be a bit troublesome. We are too passive here."

"But I can prevent this change," Angel floated to the side again, her red pupils suddenly turned into clear blue, her eyes seemed to become ethereal due to the change in focus distance, she seemed to be competing with someone for this Corridor control.

"Angel, you are the best." Connor smiled proudly. He was confident that no one could stop him, because with the blessing of "angel", he was invincible.

"Let's move on."

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On the platform of the underground altar, the basilisk disappeared, leaving only four figures, one standing on the ground and three floating in the air.

At this moment, Harry felt a little desperate.

He encountered the biggest crisis in his life. Last year, he punched the critically ill old man Voldemort, but he had no power to fight back against the eternally young little Tom in front of him.

Their conversation just now was not pleasant. Tom seemed to want to know the secret of defeating "himself" from Harry, but Harry didn't know what secret he had, and even if he knew it, he would never tell the enemy who killed his father in front of him. .

So Harry launched an attack on Tom with passion. As a result, it was obvious that Harry was no match for the young Voldemort, who was known as a genius.

In just a blink of an eye, Harry and the three brats were controlled by Tom. The three of them were pinned side by side in the air, unable to move, and even their wands were taken away.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's a pity. It seems that I don't need to go to such trouble. Harry Potter, obviously, you are just an ordinary kid, there is nothing special at all,"

A cruel smile appeared on Tom's face, and he raised his hands flat like a villain giving a speech:

"You know, I thought you and I were different because there were some strange similarities between us, Harry Potter. For example, we were both half-bloods, orphans, and raised by Muggles. We were raised with Parseltongues, and we even look alike.”

Suddenly, Tom stopped smiling again and his face became gloomy: "But in the final analysis, it turns out that you just escaped from me by luck. We are different, completely different. You are not qualified to stand in front of me. like this."

Tom suddenly let go of Harry's grip and Harry fell from the air and fell to the ground.

"Crack." Harry saw his wand was thrown to the ground and rolled in front of his eyes.

"Let's play a game, Harry Potter," Tom took a wand from the frightened Malfoy and said calmly: "Let's test our strength. On one side is Voldemort and Salazar Slytherin. 's heir, and on the other side Harry Liquid, the Boy-Who-Lived."

"Let's compare and see who is the real-"

"Expelliarmus! (Expelliarmus)"

Tom waved his wand, and a burst of red light was thrown out by him. Harry didn't talk nonsense to him at all, and just came up and cast a spell.

Voldemort smiled: "Very good, very impressive, but -"

"Expelliarmus! Expelliarmus! Expelliarmus!!!"

Harry didn't bother to pay attention to what he said and kept releasing the attack magic he learned from the Duel Club.

He was just surprisingly angry now. Although he knew that he was struggling in vain, he did not stop his movements because he was facing his father-killing enemy and the culprit who destroyed his normal life. If he could, He just wanted to punch that disgusting face to pieces.

"." Voldemort blocked two spells and dodged a red light. His face was gloomy because he couldn't see fear in the kid's eyes. This was not what he wanted to see.

"It seems that you still lack lessons. You should learn to remain humble in front of Lord Voldemort. You need to suffer some hardships——"

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared next to the two of them, no, on top of the two of them. The person who came stood on the head of the troll that had just left and came back. His whole body was hidden in a wide black cloak. , a hoarse voice came from under the hood:

"Lord Voldemort, Connor is here. He will be here soon. I can't stop him."

Everyone present was shocked when they heard this.

Harry and Ron's eyes shone with surprise, while Voldemort frowned.

"Is this Connor Lake? Why did he come here? Didn't we choose a time when he was not around?"

The man in black robe's voice was a little trembling: "I...I don't know, but he found the entrance to the secret room and is coming here. Should we avoid it first-"

"Is Dumbledore with him?" Voldemort's concerns were obviously different.

".No, just him and his magic paintings."

"Oh, then there's nothing to worry about." Tom's tone suddenly relaxed, and he chuckled: "You are still young and energetic, so you didn't notify Dumbledore? Isn't that just in line with our plan? Today Just get rid of him here, isn't that the [task] you expected? Don't worry, I will help you."

The man in black robe stopped talking, but Harry saw that he was still trembling slightly. He nodded towards Voldemort, and then dived into the "Sea of ​​Snakes" with the basilisk.

The unhappy expression flashed across Tom's face. He played with his wand for a while and said to Harry: "It seems that our game will be suspended for a while. You seem to have a good teammate."

"You bastards, wait to die! Connor will definitely beat you all down!"

Ron finally found a chance to show his presence, but the next second he was unable to make a sound under Tom's spell and twisted into a ball in pain.

Harry held his wand tightly and stood ready. He calmed down. Although he didn't know how Connor found this place, it was definitely exciting news. After all, Connor was the shadow of a famous tree. He was in Hogwarts. The most reliable celebrity seems to have taken a turn for the better in his desperate situation.

Tom didn't speak for a while. He seemed to be thinking about something and looking forward to something.

In this weird atmosphere, rhythmic footsteps came from the passage behind him, and his figure slowly appeared at the junction of light and darkness.

Connor entered the secret room.