Connor's Hogwarts

The Halloween dinner went well. From time to time, little wizards who love to express themselves came to the stage to perform, sing and dance, or pretend to be scary ghosts. It reminded Connor of the shameful past he did in the first grade. Fortunately, the person who knew about it had already graduated half of the time. No video evidence was left behind. Although it was a commendable magic performance in the eyes of others, Connor only felt that it was a dark history that needed to be covered up.

The Weasley brothers obviously hold the opposite opinion with Connor. They are all "stars who will die if they don't do anything", and they will never miss the opportunity to perform at the banquet. No, they performed a coin dance on stage. When it rained magic gold coins, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff burst into cheers.

But Connor looked at the contemptuous and disgusting eyes of the quiet Slytherins around him, and suddenly understood why the people of these two houses are always at odds with each other. For example... Slytherins are actually the same as Gryffindors Enjoy the feeling of being sought after by everyone, but they can't hold back their face to "sensation", under the psychological effect of "I can do it, I just don't bother to do it", they find the unstyled Gryffindors extremely displeasing to the eye ...

Then Connor looked at the long table in Gryffindor... Ivan, who was sitting next to Ginny, suddenly became a little worried about his brother's interpersonal relationship. That kid doesn't have any friends in the academy, does he?You just sit on the side of the "enemy army" so openly, will your little friends really let you go easily?

"Are you worried about your brother?" Alice asked with a chuckle after noticing Connor's gaze.

"No, Ivan has his own life, I can't care too much..." Connor lowered his head and ate the food.

"Hehe, you say yes..." Alice smiled sweetly, and said softly: "So I said you don't understand the [tradition] of Slytherin. In Slytherin, the things that affect a person's status in the group There are many factors, but the most important one is always family background..."

"Almost all wizards in Slytherin come from magical families. They may not have learned magic since they were young, but they are absolutely clear about the division of power in the wizarding world. After all, this is one of the compulsory lessons we have learned since childhood."

"Is there such a thing? Why don't I remember that I learned it... Oh yes, I didn't learn it from my tutor when I was young. It is true that I missed a lot of lessons." Connor recalled that when he was a child, he suffered every day haha Yiwen, who went to class without hesitation, and himself who skipped the elementary school stage and fast-forwarded to learn magic painting with his grandfather, suddenly realized that he was the "different"...

Alice rolled her eyes a little and continued: "From outsiders' eyes, we Slytherins are arrogant and indifferent, united and exclusive, and we are often isolated by other houses because of our own fault..."

"Actually, there is a reason for this. At the beginning, we wanted to manage every relationship seriously, but just sorting out the relationship network with classmates in the same college has already made most of us do our best..."

"Most Slytherins were told by their elders before entering school to have a good relationship with so-and-so, and to keep a distance from so-and-so... Our first priority after entering school is also this, but you can't expect to be eleven or twelve-year-old how good we really are at making good relationships...”

Alice put down the knife and sighed deeply: "Most of the end result is to mess everything up..."

"Puchi, Connor, don't believe Alice's nonsense, in fact, she can't make friends because of her bad temper." (Sister)

"That's right, that's right, I still remember that when I was in the first grade, Alice almost always went home with a stinky face, obviously I got along well with my friends~" (Sister)

"Could you two shut up!" Alice was furious, and she slapped Connor's thigh fiercely: "In short, this is the result of my careful investigation! Connor, you believe me or believe them!"

"I believe you believe you, of course I believe you..." Connor comforted with a smile.

"Hmph! In short, in Slytherin, it is difficult for you to make real friends, because all relationships here are actually about interests. Under the influence of our family, we are used to measuring feelings by interests, and it is precisely because of this that we It will appear united, because our interests are connected together!"

Alice crossed her arms and said, "So, Connor, you don't have to worry about your brother at all. Your Lake family is the one everyone in Slytherin needs to curry favor with..."

Not knowing what to think, Alice suddenly hugged Connor's arm: "But I'm different! I really like Connor!"

"Hey~ Astoria, you have bumps on your arms, it's disgusting~" (sister)

"Daphne, you too, disgusting~" (sister)

"Enough is enough for you two!!" Alice almost jumped over the table to hit someone.

Connor patted Alice's arm amusedly and said, "Okay, they're just joking..."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Alice's eyes, she leaned her head on Connor's arm, and muttered: "But I seem to be turning Connor's fraternity into a place that values ​​​​interests, I know you started It was not intended to be…”

Connor smiled: "Do you think I stopped you? There is nothing wrong with what you did. It is not a bad thing to pay attention to interests. Who can say that a friendship that emphasizes interests is not friendship? Or what kind of friendship is true? Doesn't it have any interest?"

"..." Alice held Connor's hand tightly again, "Connor, I dragged Daphne and Astoria into the fraternity without authorization, do you blame me?"

"Huh? No, why did you suddenly mention this?"

"I also know it's wrong for me to abuse my power like this...but...I often think that it would be nice if our house also had a fraternity atmosphere. In fact, every Slytherin aspires to be able to hand in Friends, and everyone in the fraternity has already done it, so I thought, all Slytherins should have this opportunity...but...I don't know how to change..." Alice buried her head in the Connor murmured incoherently over his shoulder.

"..." Connor suddenly felt something vibrate in his arms: "Sorry, let me check the information..."

But just as Connor took out Facebook from his pocket and hadn't opened it yet, the door of the auditorium was suddenly knocked open, and Ron and Hermione walked in, running out of breath.

Ron gasped for breath, but shouted with all his strength, "Help... help! Snakes! Lots of snakes!"

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Back in time to the beginning of the Halloween party...

In the Gryffindor lounge, Hermione hesitated and said to the friends: "Harry, I heard from the seniors that the ghost party...is different from what we imagined..."

Ron also had regret on his face: "And I heard that the school's banquet tonight is very lively. Dumbledore also prepared a skeleton dance troupe. It's a skeleton dance troupe! You'll regret it if you don't watch it!"

Harry sighed and said, "But we have already promised Sir Nick, we can't go back on it...and it's the 500th birthday, so it should be very meaningful..."

"I don't think it's meaningful for a ghost to have a birthday." Ron complained silently.

Hermione came up with an idea: "How about we leave early later? Maybe we can still catch up with the school banquet."

"But..."

Harry was hesitating, when Neville, who had changed his clothes, ran down from the stairs and apologized with a blushing face, "Sorry for keeping everyone waiting..."

"It's okay, we were just discussing about the Deathday Party..." Harry shook his head, and asked Neville, "We don't want to miss the school banquet, so we're thinking about running away early... By the way, Neville Wei, what do you think?"

"Me? I listen to Harry..." Neville scratched his head honestly and said.

"Forget it, they're here anyway, it's not good to run away halfway, let's stay until their party is over..." Ron said with his shoulders in his arms: "It's not that bad from Fred and the others, what do you say?" It's all a party, so there must be something fun there, maybe we can play monster cards with ghosts!"

"That's right...Okay, everyone is here, let's go quickly." Harry stood up and walked out of the common room with his friends.

"Okay, alright, although I still think it was a mistake for us to agree to this matter...otherwise, we wouldn't be the only ones in the whole school to attend the ghost party..." Hermione held her notebook nagging.

Ron habitually contradicted Hermione: "That's because we are the only ones who got the invitation! Not everyone is qualified to go to the party of the ghosts!"

A few people walked downstairs noisily, and greeted many wizards who rushed to the dinner party together. When they reached the first floor, they glanced at the lively dinner party on the other side from afar. They all showed envious expressions involuntarily.

Harry took a deep breath and said, "Let's go too!"

Several people nodded in unison, and then walked towards the underground classroom where the ghosts held the banquet...

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"Harry, I'm sorry." Ron said in a low voice with his eyes down, his head down.

"I knew it, I knew it..." Hermione wrapped herself tightly in her clothes, her lips trembling uncontrollably.

"..." Harry pushed his glasses that had started to frost, and asked in a commanding tone, "Let's leave early..."

"Hehehe, I'll listen to Harry..." Neville scratched his head foolishly, with an innocent expression on his face.

At this time, the four of Harry were at the scene of the ghost party - the underground classroom, no, or it would be better to call it the cold room.

The professor was surrounded by dark, slender candles, which shone with blue light when they were burning, and shone on their four faces full of vitality, which also looked gloomy.