Connor's Hogwarts

Voldemort has a nose, Connor realized.

Maybe after he was reborn from blood, the flesh and blood without the support of bones would be useless.

But at least the current Voldemort, the Voldemort in people's hearts, still has a nose.

Connor looked at the middle-aged, hairless old Tom in front of him, and his mood was a little subtle. Could the down-and-out homeless man in front of him be the famous Voldemort? He always felt... so ugly.

Ah, I'm sorry, it's really rude to say that. After all, I'm from the same generation. No, it's the second generation Dark Lord.

Although I don't know how much strength this Nendoroid Lao Fu has, this does not prevent Connor from despising his enemies based on his appearance.

After all, whether you are strong or not is just a matter of version. Even if I can't beat you, you can't be more handsome than me, haha——

"I don't see fear in your eyes, only novelty and excitement." Gryffindor touched his chin, looked at Connor with interest and said, "It doesn't look like you are afraid. This is not okay. I have to Make it more difficult for you"

——Hiccup! ?

? ? ?

What are you doing! ? Isn’t it okay if I’m afraid? ? ? I'm really scared! What do you want to do? !

Under Connor's horrified eyes, Gryffindor put a hand on Nifu's shoulder and said to Connor:

"Maybe you don't have an impression of this dark wizard who scares all your professors, but it doesn't matter. I know best what a dark wizard looks like. Let me restore it to you and make sure you are satisfied. .”

As soon as Gryffindor finished speaking, Connor felt that the man in black robe in front of him became different.

If his tyranny could only be seen from his facial expression just now, now it seems that a certain "switch" has been pressed on his whole body, and a strong bloodthirsty aura is emanating from this "Voldemort" .

Connor felt like a little sheep being stared at by a cheetah.

Connor's hair stood on end as he clearly felt the stabbing feeling on his back that his life was threatened.

This hateful clay man, he wants to kill me!

Connor held the wand in his hand tightly. At this time, he had no intention of joking. In two lifetimes, this was the first time Connor faced a threat to his life.

Although he knew from the beginning that the world was not safe, Connor had lived peacefully for so many years. He had never encountered such a situation.

"It seems you are getting serious?" Gryffindor had an unscrupulous smile on his face, put his hands behind his back, and said while stepping back: "Be careful, I don't know what he will do. What's going on?"

Gryffindor suddenly stood still, waved to Connor, and then his whole body sank to the ground. Only Connor was left in the huge field, and the clay figure Voldemort, who had his head lowered and couldn't see his eyes clearly.

"." Connor swallowed, gently, gently, and took a few steps back. Seeing that the other party seemed to be unresponsive, then...

He suddenly raised his wand and cast the spell silently and accurately: "Expelliarmus! (Expelliarmus)"

A ray of red light shot out from Connor's wand, and its target was Voldemort, who had his head lowered!

Connor doesn't know how to talk about duel etiquette with a clay figure. You look like a dull boy. Why are you waiting for a sneak attack now? ?

Seeing that the red light was about to hit the target, the opponent finally made a move. Voldemort, who had always lowered his head, seemed to tilt his head slightly to the right.

Connor noticed that his right hand in the robe moved. Then, the red light emitted from Connor's wand changed direction in front of him, deflected in front of him, and flew to one side.

Tsk, it really doesn't work. Connor retracted his wand and stared at Voldemort closely. When his eyes met, Connor was stunned for a moment.

Connor saw a pair of eyes with a strange red light, not the eyes of Gryffindor that were burning with fire, but eyes with a blood-red glow like a vampire's.

Connor also saw a lot of complex emotions in those eyes - bloodlust, brutality, excitement and teasing.

Suddenly, Connor's scalp exploded, and he rolled to his side without caring about his dignity. He rolled awkwardly on the ground several times with a loud "boom".

Just where Connor was standing, a large plume of smoke and dust arose, and a gap the size of a human head appeared on the floor.

Cold sweat flowed from Connor's forehead. This seemed to be a physical impact spell. If Connor hadn't avoided it just now, he might have lost a leg.

Connor looked at Voldemort, who looked like an old man's version of the Terminator. Cold sweat gradually soaked his back. Connor swallowed hard and complained crazily in his heart. It's so scary. It's so scary. The pill is gone. The pill is gone, help me, I'm going to be sharked!

"Boy Connor! This Mr. Voldemort has very superb wizard fighting skills. Be careful not to get hit. I may not be able to save you if you are too seriously injured. Come on! Also, the sneak attack is really shameless. Come on! This is not what a warrior would do!"

Gryffindor's voice came from all directions, and no one knew where he was hiding.

"."

Warrior, you big-headed devil! I won't fight! Help! You are abusing children! I want to call the police!

Connor was now in the group of Fang, and was left alone in the duel field. He was pitiful, helpless, and wanted to cry and hug.

In this wizarding world where there is no love and coldness, no welfare community to send warmth, and no minor child protection laws, only the magic wand in his hand can bring some warmth to Connor.

The clay figure Voldemort showed a charming smile, raised the wand in his hand high, and roared in a hoarse voice:

"Avada kedavra! (Avada gnaws a big melon)"

! ! ! Woc? ? ? Connor rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding this healthy green light.

wdnmd! It’s actually a green light attack! ? This is a foul! ! ! Do you really want to kill me? ? !

While Connor was bouncing left and right in a circle around the Mud Demon, he shouted with all his strength:

"Save-life-ah-shark-human-la-!"

In the auditorium, beside Dumbledore, a large stream of soil rolled out from the floor, slowly forming the shape of Gryffindor.

"Hello, Mr. Gryffindor." Dumbledore bowed slightly.

"Hello, hello, haha, it's a pleasure to see so many outstanding professors in Hogwarts." Gryffindor saluted the professors with a smile on his face. Pleasant smile.

The chief professor saluted one after another, and the twins next to him who were warned not to speak by Professor McGonagall even danced excitedly.

"Mr. Gryffindor." At this moment, Professor Nott stood up first, interrupted everyone's politeness, and said very quickly:

"Mr. Gryffindor, are you testing Connor too harshly? That is the mysterious man! I even felt his violent aura! He also used the killing curse on Connor just now! Connor Still a child! Although Connor is very smart, he is still a child! But this test is too much for him!"

Professor Nott seemed to have expressed his anger and was shaking with rage.

The audience was a little quiet for a while, and the professors also looked at Gryffindor. It was obvious that many agreed with Professor Nott's view.

Gryffindor didn't pay attention to everyone's gazes. Instead, he looked at Professor Nott with meaningful eyes and said:

"Are you Sack Nott? The Sorting Hat told me that you are training Connor in dueling skills?"

"Yes." Professor Nott nodded.

Gryffindor pointed at Connor who was hiding in the field and was driven away by the "laser" and was in a panic, and said:

"Then you should know the level of that kid very well. I can tell at a glance that the kid is not an honest guy. I bet that his embarrassment must be fake."

Gryffindor waved his hand again and said in a relaxed tone: "And I will not hurt that child. The green light is just a coma spell. You don't have to worry. Or are you afraid of something else? "

After hearing Gryffindor's words, Professor Nott fell silent. Since Connor was not in danger, he couldn't say anything more.

Only Snape, who was standing behind him, noticed that Professor Nott's fisted hand was trembling slightly.

"Mr. Gryffindor, I'm taking the liberty of asking, what state are you in right now? I'm not very knowledgeable and can't see what kind of magic this is." Dumbledore lowered his head and looked at Gryffindor from above his half-moon glasses. Findo.

"It's a long story, Mr. Principal."

Gryffindor looked at the old man with a white beard who was a little taller than himself, shrugged and said:

"In general, I am both Gryffindor and not Gryffindor. You can regard me as a guardian gargoyle. Now I belong to Hogwarts. So you don't have to worry about me being a threat to the school. .”

"Of course, I will bury this arena afterwards, so you don't have to worry about it. I'm very familiar with this job."

"." Several professors felt that this Gryffindor was a bit unreliable.

"As an audience, now we just need to take a good look at that child's performance. Maybe this will be a wonderful battle." Seeing that no one answered his words, Gryffindor shrugged and walked to the auditorium. Side, hands on the parapet.

But he didn't look at Connor on the field. Instead, he slightly raised his head and looked at the sky.

Seeing that the boss was silent, everyone did not dare to speak. Some of the professors were looking at Connor, who was still bouncing around in the field, while others were stealing glances at Gryffindor standing in front.

The twins were gesticulating in the corner, communicating with each other using gestures that only the two of them could understand, with their mouths tightly closed and not daring to make a sound.

For a while, the auditorium fell silent again.

After a while, a weather-beaten voice belonging to an old man sounded: "I just want to see with my own eyes the world that will be nearly a thousand years from now."

The Gryffindor in front turned around, and his voice changed back to that of a middle-aged man. He showed a bright smile, and he smiled like a child:

"Now it seems that the world is much better than I imagined."

It's holiday in a few days! This book has been updated again! (^^*)

(p.s. Thanks to book friend [Pang Bu Long Dong] for the reward)