Connor's Hogwarts

"...Can't you just assign tasks to me? What else is there to do? Can I not help?"

"Great! I knew that nothing would trouble you, Connor!" Camilla clapped her hands together and smiled brightly.

Connor instinctively realized that something was wrong, as if something bad was about to happen, but he had no way out.

Camilla walked out of the room holding Connor's hand, and said happily: "There will be a small reception downstairs tonight, and I will attend with Connor and you on behalf of the Lake family. Connor, you must behave well, our It’s up to you to make more or less money in business~”

"No, wait a minute, you want me to help you negotiate business? I'm not good at this."

Camilla smiled mysteriously: "No, no, just leave the business to me, Connor, just listen and study..."

"Then I..."

"Connor, your task is to get rid of the daughters of those big bosses!"

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"Those who came with their daughters and sisters, the magic gentry from all over the world came for you, Connor. I heard that most of them are your female fans of Connor."

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"There are also some aunts and aunts who like you, Connor, and I will trouble you to deal with them. It would be the best if you can fascinate them! Our family will definitely make a lot of money!"

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"There's no need for you, Connor, to sacrifice your appearance. It's just a play on the occasion. Your little girlfriend won't have any objections... right?"

"...I... can I not go? It suddenly occurred to me that I still have a few important experiments to do..."

"No—you can! Connor, you just agreed very simply, how can you go back on your word?!"

"..."

We still don't know what happened to Connor during the Christmas holiday before his birthday...

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Connor lived a miserable life for a few days.

Every day, he is brought by his aunt to meet various guests, such as high-ranking officials of foreign magic ministries, heads of magic families, famous great wizards... Of course, it is their female relatives who Connor greets the most.

The boy became famous, with outstanding abilities, and he was born with a good skin. Coupled with his charming passive skill that couldn't be turned off, Connor successfully overfulfilled the task Camilla entrusted to him—to get the group of young ladies (still There are quite a few old aunts) fascinated by it.

Too bad Connor wasn't happy.

In the past few days, he smirked so hard that his mouth was going to stiffen. He was so bored that he had to force a smile to chat with others. He suppressed his impatience and let a group of people wearing masks make false claims. This feeling is really unpleasant.

Sure enough, all the troubles of human beings are the troubles of human relations.

Compared with this complex real society, it is more reassuring to stay in the ivory tower of the school...

But Connor couldn't escape his responsibilities, and even his birthday couldn't be completely controlled by himself.

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Connor's 14th birthday.

Connor, who got home late last night, got up early in the morning. After washing up, he was dressed neatly under the service of the puppet.

Appearing in the full-length mirror was a tall and straight boy with black hair and blue eyes.

The self-confidence that inadvertently overflowed from the boy's eyebrows, and the unique aloofness made it hard to believe that he was only a 14-year-old child.

Connor patted the dress with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Don't hide there, why did you get up so early today, Blanche."

The door with a slight gap was slowly pushed open, and the little cousin Blanche walked in with a normal expression, without any embarrassment of not catching peeping.

"Happy birthday, Connor."

"Thanks, oh? Is this my gift?"

"Yeah." Blanche handed out the small gift box in her hand, looking directly at Connor: "Blanche is number one."

"Haha, thank you, little Blanche, let me see... um... this is... the key?" Connor opened the box with a smile, and found a little key inside. The icon seems to be a little bit look familiar...

"Well, it's the latest Cadillac." Blanche tilted her head: "I heard from my classmates that boys like cars, and you, Connor, seem to have been studying cars before, so I asked Dad to buy them with my pocket money. I bought one, and the car is parked in the company... Don't Connor like it?"

"...err... hi... like..." Connor weighed the key, dazed, he didn't know what it was for a wizard to ask for a Muggle car, but after all it was Kindness from my little cousin.

Blanche glanced at Connor, and lowered her head slightly in frustration: "I'm sorry, Blanche thought Connor would be interested in the car..."

"No..No! No, I'm really happy! Thanks Blanche!"

It took Connor a lot of effort to coax Blanche well. The two laughed and walked downstairs. The first thing they saw was Camilla lying on the sofa on the first floor. The magic TV was not turned off on the wall. And the empty wine bottle on the table is a testament to what really happened last night.

"..." Connor covered his face speechlessly: "Is this guy always this kind of virtue at home? No, the house she built is on the other side of the tower, right? Why did she come here?"

"Aunt Camilla doesn't like to live alone," Blanche said with a familiar expression (but no expression), "I also like to visit Blanche when I'm in London..."

Connor stepped forward and pulled the blanket that the golem had probably covered Camilla: "It's morning, Camilla, wake up."

"Snoo—snoo—"

"..." Connor suppressed the slap he wanted to slap someone's buttocks, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "Grandfather, you're here so early..."

A certain bad elder with poor water quality stood up reflexively, and said sleepily: "Dad, I'm not stealing..."

"Huh?" Camilla looked around blankly, glanced at Connor and Blanche, and said in a daze, "Morning, children..."

"Hurry up and clean up, you smell of alcohol..." Connor rolled his eyes: "We are ready to have breakfast. Mom and grandfather will be here soon. There are a lot of things to do today."

"Yawn~" Camilla didn't care about her shabby attire, and stretched her waist: "I know, I know, what's wrong with drinking some wine, it's rare to have time to relax..."

Camilla was yawning as she walked to the bathroom, and Coco, who was wearing a chef's uniform, ran over, and the elf's big eyes were full of joy: "Master Connor, Miss Blanche, breakfast is already served." Ready to eat anytime."

Because of the puppet maid, the little elf who is on the verge of unemployment will not let go of any job opportunities.

"Thanks for your hard work, Keke, just wait a moment, Camilla is not well yet..."

"Papa papa" there was a knock on the door outside the tree house. Before Connor moved, Blanche had already run over. Flora and old Diwen would not come in through the door, so the only ones who would knock on the door at this time were yes...

"Dad, Mom!"

"Good morning~ my baby!"

The second aunt Elena and Blanche had a big hug, and then waved to Connor with a smile on their faces: "Happy birthday ~ Connor!"