Connor's Hogwarts

"Ah? No, no, no, that's not the case. Miss Penello told me that you are short of manpower, President, and I haven't found any other suitable job for me...so...so..." Hermione was a little confused explained.

Connor was relieved, and he said where did the little beaver come from? It turned out to be Penello's fault. After becoming a prefect, he was afraid that he would be busy and delay my work?Or some weird temptation?Really, these women like to mess around, I only need one secretary, if I want to add someone, I might as well draw a few by myself...

"I don't need a secretary... If you want to be my secretary, you need to sign a non-disclosure agreement, which means that in the future you will only be able to work for our Lake family, selling your future for a few pocket money, Isn't that appropriate?"

Hermione's expression froze, and she lowered her head inexplicably feeling a little lost: "Oh...I see...then I'll just..."

"However... if you just want to make some money with your own ability, I can give you an idea."

"!" Hermione raised her head in surprise, and then saw that Connor took out a long, black... er, what is this from under the table?

"This is the [Magic Pen]," Connor handed the pen to Hermione, "You should have seen it, it's on the podium of the Goblin Cup..."

"This is..." Is this the magic pen that Penello said?Hermione took it with both hands, and the lighting in the room was a little dim, which gave this scene a sense of absurd weight... as if taking a picture of an important moment in history.

"Next month, Lake Workshop will officially launch this product, and it will lead a new era..."

Connor touched his chin, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help curling up in a happy arc: "If you're interested, I can teach you... how to use this pen to make money..."

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In the morning, a Ravenclaw dormitory for boys.

Amidst the sound of dynamic music, toothbrushes and towels danced in the air and floated across the aisle. A not-so-smart toothbrush hit the wall next to the bathroom repeatedly, and finally found the right door. The impatient master is in his hands...

On the other side, Connor, who just woke up, opened the curtains of the room and embraced the sun, full of positive energy.

On the second day of school, I feel good.

After a while, Roger's inarticulate voice came from the bathroom: "Kongna... Our morning class today... Defense against the Dark Arts class?"

Connor was still embracing the sun, his pajamas reluctantly leaving his body, and then pushed aside by the excited school shirt.

"Yes, Professor Lockhart's class."

"Then have you heard? The rumor about the second grade yesterday afternoon?"

After washing, Roger leaned against Connor's door and raised his eyebrows.

In order to make the dormitory more livable, Connor got Dumbledore's permission to renovate the space of his dormitory. Now Connor and Roger finally don't have to live in the same room. It is an upgraded luxury dormitory with two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom.

"Rumor?" Connor snapped his fingers, and the academy robes floating in the air beside him suddenly leaked air and spread out on the bed, "You mean the rumors about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

"Yeah, I heard that they made a set of questions for the first class, all of which are our Professor Lockhart's personal hobbies..."

Roger smiled and spread his hands, "Then he released a bunch of Cornish elves and made a mess of the classroom, I heard the elves threw his wand downstairs, that Longbottom of Gryffindor He was also hung on the chandelier by the ear of the elf, hahaha, it seems that our new professor is not as omnipotent as the rumors say..."

"The rumors are indeed not necessarily true, but Roger, if you are more careful, you will find...Professor Lockhart's name was indeed engraved on the honor wall of the college more than ten years ago..."

Connor pushed Roger away and headed to the bathroom, where Roger saw the buttons on his shirt trying to fasten himself.

"I know this, okay, but the position of a Ravenclaw prefect doesn't prove anything?"

"Well, it's nothing, I won't tell Penello what you said."

"? Don't be like this Connor, I still plan to become the Quidditch captain this semester. If Penelope blocks my application, I will have a headache!"

"Don't worry, don't you know who I am? I said that if I don't know how to make small reports, I won't fight. Besides, what is the relationship between the two of us? Your captain's position is very stable."

"No, hey! Connor! You're looking at my eyes and talking! Don't go! Open the door—!"

The dormitory for male high school students is daily, friendly and harmonious.

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After breakfast in the Great Hall, fourth-year Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs had their first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson of the term.

Connor chatted with Roger and Cedric in the hallway.

"Connor, have you written down Lockhart's hobbies?"

Connor looked at Cedric with a strange face: "Why should I memorize such ghost things?"

"? You have to do the questions later, don't you know? Don't you want to get college points?"

It appears that word has spread throughout the school that Lockhart will be taking a "Gidero familiarity" test in his first class.

Cedric, Hufflepuff's scoring leader, said with a look of anticipation and bitch, almost writing "You will give up college points, right?" written on his face...

Poor Hufflepuff has won the last place in the House Cup for four consecutive years. It would be a lie to say that he doesn't care. No, poor Cedric wants to win points by pleasing the professor...

Connor rolled his eyes, waved his hands and said, "I don't have the time to remember what color Lockhart likes and what snacks he likes to eat."

Cedric grinned.

"But I remember," Roger said abruptly.

Cedric cast a look at Roger as if looking at a hot chicken: "Just for a little college point, you actually went to memorize such useless things!? Roger, I look down on you!"

"..." Connor looked at Cedric as if he was looking at a hot chicken.

Roger raised his neck and said, "I want to run for the captain of the team, and I can get more points for the academy, so it will be smoother."

"What does your running for the captain have to do with your college points? Besides, there are still people in your Ravenclaw team competing with you for the captain? Isn't it not easy for you to get all the people together?"

Because I was about to be backstabbed by my roommate and I couldn't stop him, Roger said with a half smile: "Yeah, your girlfriend and I have both signed up as alternate captains."

Cedric, who was full of desire to survive, distanced himself from Roger in an instant, his eyes were full of hostility, and the boat of friendship capsized just as he said it.

"Then we are enemies now, Roger."

"..." Connor's heart didn't fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh.

The three of them were noisy, and soon came to the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Cedric said with some belatedly: "Why does it feel a little bit wrong along the way?"

"I have this feeling too." Roger nodded in agreement: "It does seem that something is wrong."

"I see!" The three of them just sat down at a long table, when Cedric suddenly slammed the table, attracting the attention of the whole class, and the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became strange...

"Bastard..." Connor muttered in a low voice, and then he suddenly lay down on the table.

Cedric and Roger also noticed something, and they sat beside Connor, one on the left and the other on the right, blocking the sight of the students in the class. After a while, the strange atmosphere finally disappeared.

Cedric looked at the classroom that had returned to "normal", lowered his voice and said, "What's going on with Connor? I just said that something was wrong. The students I met along the way seemed to ignore us. And what happened just now? Why are those girls' eyes so scary?"

"Let me tell you, why did so many people see me in the lounge yesterday and didn't say hello? I thought I offended them somewhere. So it was Connor who did it?" Roger suddenly asked.