Connor's Hogwarts

Connor is always unable to call Arturia, it’s not that he can’t call, it’s because he didn’t respond. Connor hasn’t enjoyed the king’s knee pillow for a long time, and Artoria’s complaints from time to time have disappeared from his ears. intimate bed warming service

These have caused Connor's sleep quality to plummet recently, and his life satisfaction has dropped by several percentage points.

But Connor doesn't blame Arturia, it must be because he has been obsessed with treasure hunting recently and ignored Artoria's feelings Arturia is having a temper with him, yes, it must be like this, as long as I spend more time with her It’s fine to play games. I, Connor, the capital of the emperor, is absolutely impossible to be nt

"Hahahaha, this is so interesting, is there any more? I still want to hear it"

When Connor walked to the door of the round table meeting room of the Room of Requirement, he suddenly heard Artoria's hearty laughter, and Connor's eyes widened instantly. He had never heard Artoria's words like this before. Who's who's who did this kind of thing

Connor glared angrily, and pushed open the door suddenly, but the scene in front of him stunned him.

I saw Artoria wearing a blue and white men's dress, sitting on the conference table in a very chic posture, with a hearty smile that Connor had never seen before, talking and laughing with another person, and this The other person is Alice whom I haven't seen for a long time.

Ah, no, it’s not that I haven’t seen her for a long time, it’s because Connor didn’t pay much attention to her because he’s been busy looking for treasures recently, but actually we see her every day, because Alice showed excellent work ability in the school’s monster card competition last time, after that, Kang Na then handed over all the work that should have belonged to him as the president to Alice. Now she is equivalent to the vice president of the brotherhood, and she handles the daily work.

Now Alice is also handling the work of the fraternity, which can be seen from the materials piled up on her desktop, but it is not this that stunned Connor, but Alice wearing a double ponytail, ah, no , double ponytails are nothing, she seems to have changed her hairstyle for a long time, but she didn't notice it before, it wasn't this that made Connor stunned, well, Connor didn't know why he was stunned, probably because he saw Two very bright smiling faces

No, what's the matter with the sense of sight that the noble man in white clothes is molesting the cute little princess? Aren't you two enemies? When did the relationship get so good? Is there something wrong?

"Connor" "Aster." The two greeted Connor at the same time.

"Ah, hello, you guys." Connor came back to his senses, walked over with his usual expression, and said calmly, "What are you talking about so happily?"

"Haha, I was just telling Leah about Merlin's story, and Leah is very interested in this."

"Lilia" Connor was dumbfounded, I never called that

"Hee hee, Leah and I cleared up a little misunderstanding, and now we are good sisters." Alice threw herself into Artoria's arms with a smile, and rubbed her face back and forth.

"Sister and Sister" Connor's eyes are tearing apart, I have never done this before

"Don't move around." Artoria hugged Alice who was wobbling in her arms helplessly, patted Alice's head lovingly, reprimanded her softly, then turned to look at Connor, her tone It was as plain as ever: "Aster, what can you do to see us?"

"We" Connor's eyes are like mosquito coils, who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do

"It's nothing, I'm going to play games." Connor left in a daze.

Alice and Arturia looked at each other.

"What's the matter with Connor? Seeing his sloppy steps, is he sick?" Alice asked worriedly.

"I don't know, Aster has been busy solving puzzles recently, and I deliberately didn't bother him, so I don't know much about his condition." Arturia shook her head: "But Aster is in good health, so he shouldn't be sick. "

"Oh, that's good, but Connor still doesn't seem to notice that I changed my hairstyle, what should I do, Leah"

"I don't really understand e, I've already carefully inquired about the news for you, take your time, there's no need to rush"

"Okay, Leah, let me tell you some interesting facts about the British royal family."

"Yeah ok, I like to hear this"

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"My thinking was wrong from the start."

On the top of Ravenclaw's tower, Connor stood facing the wind with his hands behind his back, quite a bit of a swordsman's chic, looking at his back gave him the air of a strong man.

"" Conan was fed up with this naive master who came to him to complain when he had nothing to do, staring at dead fish eyes, listless: "what's the matter?"

"I found out that even if the paper people come to reality, they won't belong to you. Those dead homeboys who lick the paper every day and think that one day the paper will come true are all daydreaming." Connor waved his hand violently, eyebrows raised Eyes erect, high-spirited: "Stupid, stupid, what you love is just a fictional fantasy, why don't you people understand?"

"" What is this stupid man going crazy again? Are you sure you're not talking about yourself?

"Conan, I understand." Connor turned around, but with a relieved expression like a monk, he put his hands together: "Only the paper people who live in the paper are the real paper people."

"So you've finally seen through the essence of the paper man, and you've come to your senses, turned your back on it, and accepted the love proposals from those little girls?" Conan said, holding his dead fish eyes.

"No." Connor raised his hand: "I just understand this truth. In fact, I still love paper people."

""

"Ahem, I think my magic is promising." Connor's gaze suddenly became erratic: "Maybe Lee and Cedric are right."

"Oh boring, let's go." Conan sneered, turned and fled out of the frame.

"Wait, wait, Conan, where are you going? Don't go away."

Conan walked away without looking back, proving that the paper man also has dignity, leaving Connor pitifully and helplessly on the roof, the cold wind blowing, making it a little more desolate.

"Hey, it's so troublesome." Connor sighed, and sat down slowly, looking at the scenery in the distance where the snow and ice had just melted, his thoughts drifting.

Since seeing the Mirror of Erised, Connor has had more and more dreams, and every time he dreams about things from his previous life.

The bits and pieces that he once thought he had forgotten reappeared in his mind again and again, as if reminding him that everything today is just a dream

In fact, Connor feels that he has not changed much. Although he has lived for more than ten years, he never feels that he is in his thirties. Instead, he feels that the more he lives, the younger he is. Although his body is already young

There should be no relationship between a person's mentality and the number of years he has lived. It's just that after a lot of experience, he will inevitably think too much when dealing with problems.

Connor originally thought he should be young, but when he recalled his past life, he would feel old again.

Humans are such complex and contradictory creatures, aren't they?

People see Connor as cheerful, mature, young and promising, but only Connor knows that he has not changed much, he is just a stubborn and timid autistic child.

From the past to the present, it has always been.

In the eyes of others, Connor is the proud son of heaven who led the rise of the Lake family. He invented one after another creative and epoch-making magic items, and his future is limitless.

In Connor's own eyes, he is just a lucky thief, which is not something to be proud of, and his original intention is just to make this world more familiar and kinder.

In the eyes of others, Connor is a real magic aristocrat who is proficient in all kinds of magic courses with top grades, treats people like a spring breeze, is elegant, easy-going and full of temperament. His perfection is enviable.

In Connor's own eyes, learning magic is because of interest, and the external image is just a mask, which is staged. I belong to the Lake family in this life. Since this family has given me warmth, then I will In return, for the sake of the family, I need to erect such an image. This is my duty and responsibility.

In the eyes of others, Connor is a playboy who is surrounded by flowers and has everything he can do. All the influential figures in the school call him brothers and sisters. With a large harem, many brothers, and a wide network of contacts, he is a real winner in life.

But in Connor's own eyes, he has always been alone.

There is always a thin film between Connor and his classmates. Connor knows what the people around him are thinking, but no one can guess what Connor is thinking.

In Connor's subconscious mind, he dare not really communicate with people. The so-called heart-to-heart communication is a mutual process. There will be no sense of disobedience if the words are put on him, but he dare not accept other people's sincerity.

Whether it is the psychological shadow of crossing, or the hypocrisy of a slut, it is undeniable that Connor has been deliberately avoiding accepting other people's feelings. He is afraid, he is afraid that all this is just another fantasy, he is afraid that someone will come again for his own sake. He was hurt, and he was afraid that one day he would wake up and everything would not exist "again".

Maybe Connor didn't realize this before, but after looking at the Mirror of Erised, Connor has confirmed that this is his "inner demon" and the real reason why he can't use the Patronus Charm.

In fact, Connor didn't realize that, in fact, he himself has always had a tendency to "self-mutilate", whether it was blocking the spell for the "fake Weasley brothers" in the first grade, or taking the risk to save Alice in Connor's subconscious mind last year. In this case, his own life is "worthless", and he may not even know it himself. He went to save people with the idea of ​​"it's all over, maybe we can go back to the past".