Connor's Hogwarts

Penello, who is in the fifth grade this year, has successfully served as the prefect of Ravenclaw. It seems that this summer, she has practiced in various positions under the Lake family for more than two months, and her ability has been significantly improved. She can actually stand up to Alice. Oh...Obviously I was quite shy in front of Alice before...

"Connor, Penello will be very busy with work when he becomes a prefect. Don't trouble others like before. We can do small things like driving by ourselves." Alice bit the word "we" very heavy.

This little blade!Penello looked anxious and was about to speak, but saw Connor scratching his head unconsciously and said:

"Eh? But Penello was originally my secretary..."

Alice was so angry that she secretly stepped on Connor's foot.

The corner of Penello's mouth curled into a smile: "Yes, I am the secretary who signed a contract with Connor, and I will follow Connor after graduation. For me, Connor's affairs are the first priority. Prefects are just a side job."

Then he looked at Alice with a sorry face: "But because I became a prefect, I may not be able to take care of too much work in the fraternity, and I may not be able to help you, Alice."

"Hmph, you should worry more about your own affairs!" Alice turned her face away in frustration, sulking alone.

But when a few people arrived at the school gate and got out of the car, Alice could no longer be sullen. She stared at Penello, who was a head taller than herself, and opened her mouth in amazement: "You...how do you So da... so tall!? What did you eat during the holidays?"

Penelope covered her chest with one hand and supported her face with the other. Some parts were full and overflowing. She tilted her head and said in confusion: "I'm already in the fifth grade. This height is normal, but it's you Alice, why didn't you grow up?" What? Could it be that you took the potion of immortality?"

Alice was too angry to speak, what are you proud of, what are you proud of!I just haven't developed yet!Damn Bear Girl!You wait for me!Sooner or later I will have a figure like my mother!

Connor seemed to have found the reason for Penello's sudden confidence. Looking at the happy smile on Penello's face, Connor scratched his head. This... shouldn't be influenced by him, right?I didn't teach others to evade taxes...

The students were in small groups, laughing and playing, and the campus was full of youthful vitality.

The old students walked into the school auditorium, took their seats, and chatted enthusiastically with their friends about the summer vacation. After the vacation, the topics among classmates are always endless.

"Squeak——" the door of the auditorium was pushed open again, and the auditorium was suddenly silent, and the eyes of the little wizards were all focused on Professor McGonagall's serious and rigid face.

"Professor Dumbledore, this year's freshmen have brought..."

It's another round of new weather. At the beginning of the semester, Hogwarts once again ushered in a group of fresh elementary school girls. How many interesting stories will happen in this new year...

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From the moment he accepted Dumbledore's offer, Lockhart knew it was over.

After all, it was time to pay off the debt.

Lockhart was sad, especially troubled.

But there was no way, he was threatened by the most powerful white wizard in the world. Although Lockhart didn't think he was a black wizard, he was definitely not white. He definitely couldn't escape Dumbledore's "claw" …

So although he wanted to run away with a bucket countless times, he finally came to Hogwarts obediently and became a glorious "Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts".

What the hell!Lockhart has not forgotten the "interesting experience" of changing professors every year when he was in school, but when this bad job fell on him, it was not interesting at all...

When Lockhart packed up his belongings and came to the office, endless sadness filled his heart again, but he was so weak that he could only force a smile on his face, keeping a bright smile on his face to cover up his helplessness and sadness.

Although the future is bleak, life still has to go on. In order to complete the "task" assigned to him by Dumbledore, Lockhart began to think.

Rather than using his ingenuity to study magic and gain glory and status, Lockhart has a more convenient and "efficient" way - skip the stage of hard work and fast forward to the harvest.

Lockhart is undoubtedly a smart man, but his cleverness was used in the wrong place in the past, and now he is forced to nowhere, the smart Lockhart can easily think of a way to complete Dumbledore's mission, and think of a way for himself A set of courses of action, one word——

Play, just press play.

Dumbledore said at the time that what he needed was a competent actor, and he wanted Lockhart to play a "bad professor".

Regarding acting skills, Lockhart still has a lot of experience in asking himself. After all, everyone has acted as an adventurer for so many years, let alone others, he almost believes it.

With his ability, playing a group of brats is just a matter of sprinkling water, but how to act is also a technical job.

Although Lockhart has really neglected to practice magic these years, he still thinks that he still has the ability to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but now it seems that these are not needed for the time being...

Over the past month or so, Lockhart has not done nothing. He has learned about the situation of a certain savior in detail, and has a general understanding of why he took such a job.

To put it simply, our Headmaster Dumbledore is playing the development game, and he wants to cultivate Harry Potter into a real savior.

An ordinary boy suddenly entered the magical world and became a "hero" that everyone knew. Lockhart knew how much vanity and satisfaction a great reputation could bring to people.

It would be fine if he is someone who "deserves his reputation" like a certain eldest son of the Lake family, but our savior obviously doesn't have the strength to match his reputation.

Dumbledore wanted me to personally "teach by example" and tell that brat that a reputation without strength is just a castle in the air, and those who claim credit for their incompetence are nothing more than a sensationalist clown.

Lockhart smiled bitterly, that's right, Dumbledore is asking me to take the initiative to play a clown...

The point is that I can't say no yet... This is really... murderous, destroying me in the aspect I'm most proud of, and it's you, Dumbledore.

Lockhart greeted the students with a bright smile and sat down. Many of the little witches who didn't know the truth for the time being fell under his charming white teeth. They turned to look at Connor before they recovered. Come.

Dumbledore also smiled and nodded to Lockhart, and then continued with his opening speech.

Lockhart was in a complicated mood, and couldn't help but look at the old principal a few more times resentfully. I was so scared that I was exaggerating and trying my best to perform, but you, who should cooperate with my performance, turned a blind eye...

I can't get what I want, and I'm under the control of others. I'm really too humble.

Lockhart felt aggrieved and depressed, with nowhere to vent his evil fire, and then he turned his attention to...Harry, he made up his mind that this semester must make this "culprit" suffer...

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Harry, who was bragging with his classmates, shivered inexplicably, and someone wanted to persecute me again! ?Harry glanced left and right, and finally fixed his eyes on Snape's direction. The two looked at each other affectionately, and then turned their heads away.

Due to Connor's influence, Harry and Ron did not ride a speeding car to school this year, which made this year's opening ceremony a little less lively, but even if there was no "big news" about Harry driving a speeding car, the topic of little wizards would not be too much. will be less.

"Look! This is the King Arthur I played!" Ron placed a golden monster card on the dining table, and the girl standing with her sword held her head high and her chest high, not showing off her anger.

"Damn! Ron, why are you so lucky every time? Why can you get a gold card in the same [-]-game streak?! And I only have a bunch of flame beasts?" Seamo, who has a special talent in fire magic, Finnigan yelled angrily.

"Simo, it's normal for you to open a Pyrobeast. When did you open a bag without a Pyrobeast?" Harry's roommate Dean Thomas teased.

"Is this the epic skin of King Arthur? That's great, I'm so envious, but why does King Arthur look like a girl?" A few fake Europeans from senior grades who didn't issue new cards approached curiously. The violence rate of King Arthur of the new card is really too low.

"She is so thickly dressed, how do you know if she is a boy or a girl, hehehe, why don't we take a look? Ouch! It hurts!"

A villain with evil plans just wanted to reach out to King Arthur on the table, but unexpectedly, he was slashed backhand by the little man.

Fred touched the back of his hand and muttered, "Ah, why is this still hitting people?"

Ron surrounded the paper figurine with his arms to protect him, raised his eyebrows and joked, "Don't you know? King Arthur has a passive [Dragon's Reverse Scale, touches it to anger], the majesty of the king is inviolable."

"Dragon? Ni Lin?"

"Well, that tuft of hair on the head is Nilin."

"..." Fred curled his lips and muttered, "It's not that I want to touch there..."