Connor's Hogwarts

"Connor!"

"Are you OK!"

Fred and George gathered around Connor, their faces tense.

"It hurts me to death! Come on, Connor, kid, don't hold me down!" The sound of the Sorting Hat came from underneath Connor.

Connor quickly picked up the Sorting Hat and put it on his head.

"I'm fine...Why did you come here and cause trouble?" Connor rubbed his shoulders and stood up, saying angrily.

Of course, Connor was not at fault. The iron armor spell he released and the iron armor spell solidified on the wizard's robe were broken, and a piece of his wings seemed to be broken.

The residual impact of the spell drove him into the wall. Connor hit the wall sideways, and his left hand seemed to be slightly dislocated.

Of course, this is not the focus of the current question.

"You guys stand back." Connor interrupted the twins' explanation, pulled them behind him, and looked ahead. The Mud Demon had drifted down in front of Connor and the other three.

I don’t know how he flew up, but he looked quite handsome. Connor couldn’t stop thinking about it at this time.

"Hey Connor, we're here to help."

"That's right, don't underestimate us."

The twins said weakly. They seemed to have gotten into trouble as soon as they came over. They were a bit lacking in confidence.

"Just don't cause trouble. This person is not something you can handle." Connor clenched his wand and stood in front of the twins.

At this time, the Mud Demon also landed on the ground, but his expression seemed a little... different from before.

"Connor...Lake?"

Connor's pupils shrank, this clay figurine! He actually spoke! ?

"You...who are you?!" Connor felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. When Connor fought him before, he only regarded him as a soulless battle doll. But now the red light in the clay man's eyes has dimmed a lot, but the man instead Like... having a soul?

"I am... existing in someone's memory... the Dark Lord." The Mud Demon spoke in a low voice. He looked at Connor and said, "Of course, you can also call me... Voldemort."

George took a small step back, and Fred also looked horrified. After all, the two of them grew up listening to scary stories about mysterious people. When the big devil in the story appeared in front of them, it was inevitable to be a little scared.

Connor's hand holding the wand tightened a little more. Has this mud demon evolved and strengthened its IQ? This is getting more and more difficult. What's going on? Gryffindor is making things difficult for me, Fat Tiger!

"You are very good, a pure-blooded genius. There may not be a stronger wizard than you at your age." Voldemort showed a charming smile, opened his hands and said:

"You can have a broader future, greater strength, and omnipotent power."

"bong!"

Suddenly, two red lights shot out from behind Connor, heading straight for Voldemort, who had the door wide open.

But this attack had no effect. Voldemort narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his wand lightly, and two red lights flew away from both sides of him.

Connor turned around and saw the twins scratching their heads in embarrassment and saying, "Well, we just want to take advantage of him when he's not paying attention."

I really took you to fight, wouldn't you let him say a few more words? !

"Don't do anything unnecessary. These attacks have no effect on him." Connor raised his wand and pointed it directly at Voldemort. Connor felt the "murderous intent" again.

"It seems that you are not interested in what I have to say." Voldemort narrowed his eyes and raised his wand:

"Tuonodio [Lightning Arc]" (silent casting)

An electric arc-shaped whip extended from Voldemort's wand. He flicked it hard, and the electric arc enveloped the three of Connor.

"Protego! [Armor Protection]"

Connor roared, and a hemispherical shield was instantly formed, blocking the three of them. The thunder whip kept hitting Connor's shield, making a crackling sound, and the shield was being weakened visibly to the naked eye!

"Protego!" x2

The twins quickly raised their wands to help, their magic blending into the shield.

"Back off! Back off! Hide! We don't need you here!" Connor did not accept the two's sympathy and signaled loudly without looking back.

This kind of magical confrontation consumes very much magic power, and Connor cannot hold on for long.

When the twins heard this, they knew that they could only hold Connor back here. They looked at each other, gritted their teeth, turned around and hid in the stone wall behind them.

Connor waited until the two of them were hiding, raised his wand upwards, deflected the arc under the guidance of magic, and then quickly cast a spell:

"Expelliarmus! [Expelliarmus]"

Voldemort had to stop the magic, waved his staff to block Connor's spell, and used magic to guide the enemy's spell to deflect. It was a very clever magic combat skill, and Voldemort was very skilled in using this trick.

For beam-shaped magic, Connor could barely deflect it like Voldemort, but for bullet-shaped magic, Connor could not do this and could only rely on dodging and shielding to block it.

And this Voldemort is also quite a thief. He saw Connor's magic level, and then started to use various barrages against Connor.

Densely dense magic bullets poured in, and Connor had no time to transform the earthen wall. He could only rely on the iron armor spell to block most of the barrage attacks, while bouncing left and right to dodge.

The battle was very intense, and if it were made into a movie, it would be a special effects blockbuster.

But in the end, Connor couldn't beat the stinky old man. The moment Connor was defeated by the iron armor curse, Voldemort chanted:

"Expelliarmus!"

A ray of red light hit Connor accurately. The wand in Connor's hand flew out uncontrollably and flew backwards towards Voldemort, before being caught firmly by him.

"." Connor fell to the ground weakly, and he had almost exhausted all means now.

"Yew? It feels so familiar, kid, your wand is pretty good." Voldemort looked at the wand in his hand and said with a victor's tone.

"Stupefy! [fainted]"

"Incarcerous! [Quick Confinement]"

Two voices sounded to the left and right of Voldemort, but Voldemort didn't even look. There were just two ripples around him, and the two magics were easily blocked.

"." How many times have I told you, don't call out the name of a move in a sneak attack! And didn’t I tell you to run away? ! What are you two melons doing here?

Voldemort raised his left hand, and saw the twins on both sides struggling to fly up. He made a fist with his left hand.

Then, as the twins screamed, they flew towards each other, their heads hit each other, and they fell in front of Connor with a pia~ sound.

"."Good food.

"It hurts so much! Fred, your head is so hard!"

"Your head is so hard! It hurts me to death!"

The twins held their heads and complained to each other.

"." Sure enough, you are the reinforcements sent by the monkey, Connor couldn't complain anymore.

"It seems that you are at your wits' end, what do you think? Do you want to admit defeat?" Voldemort said.

It seems that the situation is over, and I don’t have much magic power left. This move is my last struggle... But I still need some preparation time. Let’s argue with him and delay it for a while, Connor thought, and he said:

"I think…"

"The wands are still in our hands!"

"Don't underestimate us!"

"Gryffindor never admits defeat!"

"Come on horseback!"

The twins held the bags on their heads and stood in front of Connor. Although they were embarrassed, they were still full of energy.

"..." Connor opened his mouth, but what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat, and his face turned red from holding back. Are you comrades in the enemy army? ?

Do you know that you are not a tank or an auxiliary, you are just a fifteen-dollar soldier behind two super soldiers!

Please use your magical powers. He was about to get up and stop the twins from pulling monsters out of their minds, but at this moment, Connor's body shook violently.

"Noisy, Avada kedavra"

Connor's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw only a flash of green light, accurately hitting Fred standing in front!

At this moment, time seemed to slow down. Connor saw Fred's figure slowly falling down, and the angry expression on his face was still clear.

Connor's head went blank for an instant, and he felt a ball of fire explode in his chest. He roared hoarsely:

"No--!"

A burst of magic power exploded in Connor's body, and a new wave of magic power poured into the nearly exhausted magic pool.

"Damn!!"

Connor pressed his right hand down hard. Voldemort paused and looked up, only to see a huge boulder appearing above his head at an unknown moment, hitting him at a terrifying speed!

This was the last resort that Connor had prepared before. Without his wand, Connor had few magics that he could use, and the levitation spell was one of them.

Voldemort frowned, raised his wand high, and attacked with a powerful tornado blade.

There was a loud bang, and the boulder hit the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky.

Connor covered his mouth and nose and narrowed his eyes to look for Voldemort.

"I'm here."

A voice rang in Connor's ears. Connor turned his head suddenly, and then felt a huge force hitting his body. His whole body flew up and hit the earth wall on one side.

"Connor! We-"

"Shut up, Avada kedavra!" A green light flashed, and George on the side became silent.

"No - cough, stop! What have you done!? Gryffindor! Gryffindor! This is not the content of our test!!" Connor struggled to stand up and shouted loudly, his voice already a little hoarse. .

Connor never expected that things would turn out like this. Did Gryffindor mean to stay here after death when he said he would stay here forever? ? Connor now extremely regrets agreeing to this test.

"It's useless, kid, no one will bother us until we decide the winner..." Voldemort said jokingly, and he approached Connor step by step:

"What, it seems like you value your two friends?"

"So today, let me teach you a lesson. I once applied to be a professor at Hogwarts." Voldemort stopped in front of Connor, and he leaned slightly:

"Remember, in this world, only your own life is the most important."

"Friendship? That's just ridiculous and useless."

"Please beg for mercy, so I will let you go. After all, this is just a "test", isn't it?"

"You bastard!" Connor raised his hand and manipulated the gravel around him to hit Voldemort.

"Useless, useless, useless."

The stone hit Voldemort's side and hit his shield, turning everything into powder.

Voldemort raised his hand, and grabbed Connor with his invisible giant hand and pressed it against the stone wall. The rubble originally controlled by Connor all turned around and poured on Connor's body. Connor let out a continuous groan of pain and was beaten. His head was smashed and bleeding.

Voldemort looked at Connor, who was no longer as tidy as before and had become tattered all over, and said with a smile: "Then what's your answer?"

At this time, Connor looked extremely miserable. He lowered his head and his eyes were hidden under the shadow of messy bangs. He could not see his eyes clearly. He gasped in a low voice and said: "I, I."

"Huh?" Voldemort took a step forward, as if he wanted to hear Connor's plea for mercy.

Connor paused for a moment, and then he suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of ferocity:

"I Fu*k you!!!"

Connor's magic suddenly burst out! The deliberately controlled wind pressure stirred up huge amounts of dust, shrouding the two figures in it.

Voldemort subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face, but the next moment, his eyes suddenly stared?

In the dust all over the sky, there was a flash of silver light.

There was the sound of an object falling to the ground, and then there was no more sound, and the arena became eerily quiet.

When the dust dispersed, what appeared in front of him was Voldemort's headless body.

This time his body also fell down. On one side of his head, the snake's mouth was wide open and his eyes were wide open, but his eyes had lost their energy.

On the other side, there was Connor's standing figure, his small body standing upright.

In his hands was a tattered Sorting Hat - and a silver sword with a red gem on the hilt.

Until this moment, the battle finally came to an end.

The winner stands, the loser...is eating the dust.

Connor Lake, twelve years old, also drew his sword and killed a snake.