Connor's Hogwarts

"Those girls are too much!" On Monday breakfast, at the Gryffindor table, Roger was slapping the table and complaining bitterly to the Weasley brothers: "They! The whole weekend! They refused to let Connor go!! God! I can't even get a chance to play a monster card with Connor!"

"Really?"

"I think Connor is very happy."

The twins pointed to the smiling Connor who was trapped in the crowd of girls next to him and said.

"That was just playing tricks! Connor told me secretly last night that he also wanted to play monster cards with me, but he couldn't politely refuse other people's requests and shame the Lake family." Roger lowered his head and lowered his voice. , straightened his waist again and said: "Last night he said to me 'it is the unshirkable duty of the patriarch of the Lake family to paint for those who really want to recognize themselves', I think he is really an amazing person, isn't he?"

"No, I think he must be lying to you."

"We begged him for two years, but he refused to draw a picture for us."

"Oh! This Connor also mentioned it to me, and told me not to tell you, but I want to tell you that it's okay, he said last night 'Only some little girls have a hard time recognizing themselves, many confident boys, such as Fred and George, they knew exactly what they were going to do, so I never painted them, I didn't tell them because I was afraid they would be proud', that's what he said, and I didn't miss a word."

Now Fred and George are also confused. Could it be that they really blamed Connor?But there seemed to be something wrong, and the 11-year-old's little brain seemed to be unable to get it right.

At this moment, Connor came over with a happy face, looked at the three of them and said, "Let's go, Roger, our first class is Potions class, I think it's better for us to go to the classroom earlier."

"That's right! I heard what the seniors said last night."

"Snape, who teaches Potions, is the most difficult professor to deal with."

"And often deduct our Gryffindor points!"

"Only for Slytherin!"

As soon as they heard this, the twins got excited, and each of them called Snape a big devil.

"Yes, yes, I really envy you for not having morning classes in the morning."

Separated from the Weasley brothers, Connor and Roger went to the dungeon together. The Potions class was in the dungeon, and it was Hufflepuff who took the Potions class with Ravenclaw.Connor met Digory at the door of the classroom.

"Hey, Cedric!"

"Hi, Connor, Roger."

A weekend passed, thanks to the ability of monster cards to promote communication, most of the little wizards in the first grade got used to it. As one of the two strongest boys in the first grade of Ravenclaw, Roger is also a little famous .

Entering the Potions classroom, the little wizards sat and chatted in twos and threes, and Connor found an inconspicuous corner to sit down with Roger.

Not long after, the big bat Snape "flyed" in dragging his long cloak.

"You don't need to use wands in my class, put your wands away." Snape glanced at the little wizards, because this was the first class of the first year, and many little wizards hadn't even learned magic. Curses, so no one was playing with wands, Snape said in his dark voice, "Now roll call, then."

When everyone arrived, Snape put away the roster, glanced at the young wizards with his usual cold eyes, and said slowly: "The process of potion preparation is precise and rigorous. Since there is no silly waving of the wand here, Many of you won't believe this is magic. I don't expect you to truly understand the beauty of the slow simmering cauldron emitting white smoke and wafting the fragrance. You won't truly understand the liquid flowing into people's veins. , that kind of miraculous magic that makes people fascinated and confused their will... I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death - but there must be one thing, that is, you are not the stupid fool I often encounter. That’s all.”

Snape spoke this paragraph very smoothly. It must have been rehearsed and practiced repeatedly. Although the young wizards were frightened by Snape's stinky face and did not dare to say anything, Connor still saw many young wizards standing up straight. Obviously they don't think they are stupid fools, Connor raised his lips, they are really a bunch of cute little guys, I hope you can have a good time under the old bat...

"Mr. Connor Lake, what are you laughing at?"

"I think of happy things, Professor." Connor stood up and replied honestly.

Feeling that continuing to ask would enter a strange rhythm, Snape resolutely gave up and continued to ask: "Potions is a serious subject, I hope Mr. Lake will not bring your talent in making games to the classroom , sit down."

"Take out your textbooks. In this class we will learn to make a simple potion to treat scabies, but before that..."

Snape glanced at the entire audience with his penetrating eyes, "I hope you will listen carefully to every word I say and take notes. I will not repeat the same words a second time in class, and I need to You follow the steps I told you to complete your task. If what I tell you is different from your textbook... you still have to do what I tell you. Do you understand?"

The little wizards didn't dare to be angry or speak, they could only nod wildly, while Connor observed Snape with great interest in the corner. This proud and arrogant man was indeed not likable, but Connor who knew the plot I still can't hate him, maybe this is also a special kind of preconception.

But it can be seen that in Snape's eyes, he is just a "student who needs a little attention", and it is not enough for Snape to look at him differently. Maybe the only person in the world who can make him look at him differently is Harry... ....

The first potion class went smoothly. Although the process was a bit bumpy, the little eagle and the little badgers finally made the potion successfully.

Connor hadn't had much exposure to preparing potions before, and it was a bit novel to prepare potions for the first time. It felt like a high school chemistry class, but it was just a novelty.

When I first came into contact with magic, I was interested in everything. At that time, I asked my grandfather about potions.As a result, his grandfather told Connor that most potions need magic power to work. That is to say, Muggles without magic power cannot use potions, such as ordinary compound decoction. Muggles will feel sick after drinking it. What other effect.

After knowing this, Connor was not very interested in potions, and he didn't make any other efforts except to memorize the textbook.

But Connor didn't believe everything his grandfather said. Many times, his grandfather was a little unreliable. Connor was going to find a potion master to confirm... So after class, Connor blocked Snape's door. .

"What's the matter, Mr. Lake." Snape looked down at Little Connor mercilessly.

"I want to ask a question, Professor Snape." Connor scratched his head with a smile and said, "The book says that most potions don't work on Muggles, so is there any potion that Muggles can use?" Woolen cloth?"

Snape looked at Connor deeply, and then said for a long time: "There are many potions that can work on Muggles, such as the famous love potion... However, I think... if you If you read the book carefully, you will find that it says that most potions require magic power to work, not that they do not work on Muggles."

"But Muggles just don't...well..." Connor was stunned for a moment, and Snape gave Connor another meaningful look and left.

Connor understood what he meant, and his mood was a bit complicated. His grandfather was really unreliable. He said that it didn't work for Muggles. Wasn't this misleading himself? It wasn't that potions didn't work on Muggles, but that potions didn't work Muggles without magic don't work!

But it is very easy for Muggles to temporarily possess magic power. He should have thought of it earlier. Potions is obviously a subject that requires a lot of clinical trials. Wizards will not use wizards for clinical trials... ....

Connor shook his head. He thought too much. No matter what the situation was, it all happened in the past. The current magic world would not allow human experiments to happen, and now he is a wizard, a A wizard, a wizard, important things are said three times, this ass can't be crooked.

Don't think about it, don't think about it, there is a spell class in the afternoon!Show the little wizards hard and let them know who is their king.