Connor's Hogwarts

When the elevator reached the bottom floor, Connor turned around. Penello beside him held a stack of documents in his arms and looked down, looking like a good secretary. Connor really couldn't see any flaws, but the wave in his heart What about the lingering anxiety?

The elevator door opened, and Connor walked out, trying to find a topic, and he said in a normal tone: "Penello, before Halloween... How many ghost workers did Sir Nick recruit?"

"The number of ghost workers has been increasing every day recently. As of today, a total of 130 new workers have been added..."

Just after Penello finished speaking, the two of them were forced to stand still, because in front of them, several "gentlemen" were rolling around on the carpet with their hands and feet stretched out like a salted fish... Their eyes were filled with hot tears, with an expression that was too moved, and they seemed to be unconsciously muttering to themselves:

"OMG...OMG... THIS IS THE FEEL OF THE FLOOR..."

"I feel it...I feel it! This is the touch of the earth! No, I'm dead, I'm going to rush!"

"So this is happiness!? I feel like I'm about to ascend to heaven, even if I end here with the sound of ghosts, I'm already satisfied!"

"..."

"..."

Connor and Penello stood there stunned, wondering if they came to the wrong place. Is this really their own factory and not a mental hospital?

"Oh! Merlin's beard! What did I see!?! Our hero! Great Lord Connor Lake!"

"It's really Mr. Lake! My God! Mr. Lake! I saw the real Mr. Lake!!"

"Mr. Lake! I'm your loyal fan! Can you sign me! Just use a magic pen! Sign it on my pectoralis major! Please!"

"..." Seeing Connor get up suddenly from the ground, these "mental patients" trembled with excitement, and shouted loudly in front of Connor.

"What!? Master Connor is here!? Brothers! Master Connor is here to condolence us! Stop work and stop work!! Come out to welcome Master Connor—!!"

Then there was a heart-piercing "roar" from the other side of the corridor, followed by a crackling sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and then there was the sound of footsteps like a giant rhino running wildly, flying "da da da da" from the other end of the corridor. A large group of "mental patients" rushed over, grinning their teeth, staring and sticking out their tongues, as if they were crazy, and a hundred or so people just ran like a thousand troops.

This terrifying posture scared Connor back a few steps and stood in front of Penello, as if he was facing a big enemy. What's going on? !Didn't I just come here to see it for a few days?How did a good ghost factory turn into a cult organization?

"quiet--!!!"

The director of the ghost factory, Sir Nick, was startled. He left his "body" and floated in mid-air, roaring with all his strength. Because of too much force, he was almost cut off and his head was tilted to one side, making a scream similar to that of a female ghost. The shock of the terrifying sound waves scared Penello to cover his ears and leaned against Connor's back, but he managed to stabilize the situation...

Sir Nick floated into the first painting at the entrance of the corridor, and when he came out again, he was already in the physical appearance of a normal person.

"I'm sorry, Connor, these are new workers who don't understand the rules, so you're laughing at me." Nick said apologetically.

"..." You still know that this is a worker, not to mention that I thought you had recruited a bunch of terrorists!Kang Na was really scared. Na said calmly: "It's okay, are these our new employees? Everyone... is very energetic!"

"Yes, they are all recently recruited new workers. They have signed labor contracts and used your special magic crystal painting card, Connor. They have never been out since they came here, but I dare not let them go out now. They're out..." Nick said with a wry smile.

"Hey! Mr. Connor! I am Johnny the Bloody Hand from Hampshire! Does the Lake family still need family knights? I am willing to pledge my allegiance to you!"

"The merciful Mr. Connor who returned my body! Great Connor! You are with my Lord! I am Brother Hunter, and I will be your faithful believer from now on!"

"Greetings from Jack the Ripper! Mr. Connor, where your blade is pointing, my blade is pointing! Ulla!"

"..." woc?What's the situation?Nobody explain it to me?Connor raised his hands awkwardly and politely, a bit confused about the situation, but he still had to deal with it gracefully with a smile:

"I have already felt the joy of everyone, and I am also very happy to see everyone so happy... Your enthusiasm and... wish... I will seriously consider it, but you are too enthusiastic, And there are too many people here, I really don't know who to listen to..."

"Have you heard it all! Don't be all around here! Get back to work and work for me!! Serious work is the best reward for Mr. Connor! Don't be all around here!!" Sir Nick roared loudly.

Afterwards, several people managed to coax the enthusiastic ghosts back, and Connor returned to his underground laboratory. At this time, he felt a little exhausted.

"Nick, what's going on? Have you brainwashed them?" Connor took a sip of the black tea served by Penello, and moistened his dry throat: "To be honest, these people were so aggressive just now. Scared me..."

Sir Nick shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "I didn't brainwash them or anything, I just told them truthfully that you created the magic painting and then wanted to build a ghost factory...they are grateful to you. It comes from the heart..."

"Huh? I asked them to work for me without pay...they still want to thank me?" Connor was a little puzzled.

Nick spread his hands: "Connor, do you underestimate the ghosts' obsession with having a real body? To be honest, I am no less grateful to you than they are. You gave us a body that can perceive the world. Best reward ever."

"But... in the future, other people will be able to make magic paintings that make ghosts feel. They don't have to..."

"Hey, Connor, they are actually old ghosts who have been dead for hundreds of years..." Nick smiled and said, "I don't know what you modern people think, but we old antiques still value knowledge. Entu reported...Although we are all wizards, we also believe in chivalry. To be honest, their reaction did not exceed my expectations. If you want, it is not impossible to accept them all as servants, and I will also Help you."

"Uh, no...no need..." Connor scratched his head, he really didn't think much about it, it turned out that his little invention was such an important kindness to ghosts, he just thought from the perspective of interests, and felt The ghosts will not let go of this opportunity, but they did not expect to gain a group of "loyal fans"...

It turned out that while the wizarding world outside was gossiping about him, did he also have a group of "dead people" supporters?

It feels... weird...

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In any case, Connor has indeed gained the "friendship" of ghosts, and it is predictable that once Connor discloses the magic that can combine souls and magic paintings in the wizarding world, ghosts all over the world will be willing to sell him. Connor's face.

After all, this is a great thing to "benefit all the ghosts". Connor can accept the gratitude of the ghosts calmly, but it's okay to accept them as retainers or something. Connor has no such interest, and he doesn't need a group of ghosts allegiance.

After Connor chased away the ghosts who joined in the fun, he began to do his own experiment. Penello, Angel and Artoria were helping Connor.

"Are you ready~ start!"

Connor gave an order, and the odd-shaped machine about the size of a bowling ball placed in the center of the laboratory made a melodious sound. The magic pattern circuit engraved on the strange machine glowed crimson. As the main body was activated, the entire sphere It trembles slightly like a pulsating heart, and the red lines on it are like blood vessels flowing with bright red blood. The whole "machine" gives people a strong sense of power.

"Very good! This magic engine is really much easier, and it succeeded once!" Connor clapped happily and walked forward. The magic engine that was still "pulsating" slowly rotated and floated in the air. Connor Holding it in the palm of his hand, his eyes were full of admiration, and he sighed:

"It's so beautiful~ full of magic and mechanical charm... I have to give her a name...Saber, how about calling her [Dragon Heart]? The power contained in it is stronger than the dragon..."

"It's as if you've gesticulated with the dragon." Artoria stood beside Connor and muttered, not intending to give Connor any face.

"Connor, is this the magic engine you mentioned... the same thing as the engine in the Muggle world?" Penello tilted her head and looked at the "glowing stone" in front of her. She didn't think there was anything beautiful about this stone. It's just that he doesn't want to spoil Connor's interest.

"That's right! A prop that can stably and efficiently extract the magic power of the Sorcerer's Stone! The magic pattern on it can complete the formation and docking. No matter what magic car, magic plane or magic gundam we research in the future... as long as we draw the corresponding docking Magic pattern, and then stuff this thing into the power core, and it can be perfectly combined! Nearly endless energy! Hahaha, I might be able to swim in the sea of ​​stars with it in the future!"

"..." Penello stared fixedly at Connor's clear and bright eyes. She rarely saw Connor's innocent smile like a child who was as happy as if he had found a good toy. It was always in the laboratory. Maybe Connor is the real him only when he is doing these experiments. He usually wears one mask after another outside?Penello felt that he knew Connor a little better...

"This...[Dragon Heart]? Should it be called that? What's the difference from using the Philosopher's Stone directly?" Penello asked curiously.

As expected, Connor happily replied: "Of course it's different! Now these Sorcerer's Stones sold are actually for others to research or collect. Do you think they really know how to use the magic power inside? Haha, from magic Extracting magic power from Shili is not as good as generating electricity by yourself, it doesn’t need to be so troublesome, does it?”

Connor held the [Dragon Heart] in his hands, "But this one is different. The Sorcerer's Stone is hidden in the innermost part of her, and there is basically no waste when extracting the magic power from the Sorcerer's Stone! And it can be used in various formats. Stable output of magic power! Magic engine, Penello, do you understand? With this, we can increase the upper limit of wizards' magic skills! Many unrealistic fantasies will become possible!"

"Unrealistic fantasy? For example?" Penello continued to ask with interest.

"For example? For example, go to the sky and enter the earth! We wizards can indeed fly, but have we ever been to the world outside the atmosphere? No! We wizards can indeed dive, but can we go to the depths of the ocean below [-] meters? No. There are too many unknowns in this world waiting for human beings to explore, but we wizards obviously have that strength, but we don’t know what to do, it’s really stupid and reckless!"

"Eh? Connor, is your dream to explore the universe?" Penello asked adoringly, pretending to be star-eyed.

"Um...not this one."

Penello's expression froze.