The next day, at nearly five o'clock in the morning, when Connor opened his eyes consciously, he slowly got up from his bedding.

Hufflepuff students live underground, while dormitories are located deeper than the lounge, without even windows.

When Connor looked into the center of the room, he saw a bronze chandelier, and in the wee hours of the morning, when there was still no sunrise, the warm light was pleasant and comfortable in the closed environment.

And in the warm light, Connor also looked around, once again in his eyes.

Where he lies is a large four-poster bed, with a huge curtain that provides a certain sense of security for the children, and a small desk next to it that can be used to read a book, or read before bed.

A small suitcase was tucked under the bed.

A tree-like staircase leading to the top is located next to the desk, making it small and compact.

Some of the greenery in the room is dotted with verdant greenery, so that people don't feel tired visually.

This is the Hufflepuff dormitory – and it's a single room.

"You look like you're happy with your life."

Just when the corners of Connor's mouth couldn't help but sketch a smile, his adoptive mother's voice suddenly echoed in his ears.

Following the prestige, he saw his mother sitting comfortably in a chair by the desk.

It's just that her body is far less solid and more illusory than Connor's previous appearance.

Wrong......

It was as if from the moment she appeared, everything around her became ethereal.

All this is illusory.

"I'm still dreaming?"

Connor couldn't help but frown.

"Mother, you're ...... now"

"Ah, it's a helpless move."

The witch shrugged

"This school is a little more interesting than I thought, its castle has ancient protective magic applied to it, so I can't interfere here at will, and I can't be around you as casually as I used to."

She burst into tears and began to wipe the corners of her eyes.

"Woo woo, mom, I'm so pitiful."

However, it was clearly pretended, and Connor looked at her with a somewhat proud smile.

"So I changed my approach, now you're just dreaming, so we can meet again, and ......"

Then, her figure flickered, and she came to his side and burrowed into his bed.

"Huh?"

Caught off guard, she put her hand on his forehead.

"Huh?"

"There's still a temperature, huh?"

"Ah...... Well. ”

"Anyway, tell me how your school life was going?"

She looked a little expectant, as if she wasn't a long-established witch with mixed reputations, but a stupid mother.

"Hmm...... Hufflepuff makes me feel great, and I don't think I have to worry about relationships anymore if I go to school here. ”

"Well, and then what?"

She listened with a smile.

"It's just some teachers in the academy, how can you say it, it's a little strange?"

Remembering the big bat he had seen last night, Connor subconsciously frowned.

He didn't like Snape – at least not on first impression.

But Connor quickly furrowed his brow.

"But I'm still looking forward to school life, I ......"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

'Knock knock'

"Huh?"

At this sound, the surrounding scene became distorted.

"Looks like you're going to wake up, and I won't force you to stay."

The adoptive mother waved her hand.

"Let's talk about it when you have time later, remember to tell me about what you saw on the first day~"

'Knock knock'

"Hey, Connor, are you awake?"

When Connor reopened his eyes, he heard the voice clearly.

It's Ernie, and he's up there.

"Well, I'm awake, what's the matter?"

"Whew, there's finally a waking one, come out, I've found something good."

"Okay, okay, here, here."

Feeling like he didn't have anything to do, Connor didn't say no.

After changing into a wizard's robe with Hufflepuff emblems, he reached for his desk.

"Phil, come."

In reality, his cat was lying there.

"Meow!"

However, instead of climbing up his arms as he had hoped, the cat jumped high and landed on his shoulder like an elegant gymnast.

"It's a bit heavy, but that's fine."

"Meow !!"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry."

Gently scratching the tsundere little guy, Connor subconsciously looked at the leather case he had locked.

"I can't lock you in all the time...... Find an opportunity to take you out in two days and take you around. ”

After calming the kitten, Connor looked around again.

Looking at the surrounding environment, he inexplicably sighed.

"Don't you have a day when your mother is haunted from time to time......"

Heading up the stairs, he opened the round floor door and returned to a large common room—not a lounge, of course, but a living room in a dormitory.

There are more plants here, the scenery is better, and the entrance is planted with white freshness, exuding a vague fragrance.

A row of glowing moonlit mushrooms hide in all corners, exuding their presence, while a portrait of a house-elf hangs on the wall.

But now, the strongest presence is actually Ernie McMillan.

This guy had a large package next to him, and at first glance it looked like he was running away from home, and the sweat was sticky, and his blonde hair was sticking to his forehead.

"What's the matter with you?"

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Connor couldn't help but ask.

"I've found something good, Connor."

He didn't care how embarrassed he looked, he just opened the package next to him and took out some bottles and cans.

Drinks, snacks, these are all some foods.

"Did you ransack the Hogwarts kitchen?"

"No, of course not, but I did follow the prefects to the kitchen, where the house-elves were very welcoming and gave me a lot of snacks."

Hearing Ernie say this, Connor couldn't help but glance at the floor clock in his bedroom.

"It's only five o'clock, and you're going to get up at four o'clock and follow Gabriel and them to the kitchen?"

"Well, and Hannah, they're following Miss Smith."

With that, Ernie shoved a cookie into his mouth.

"I don't think we'll be able to drink for a long time, not to mention the food."

"Indeed, I guess Gabriel and the others just take a snack, and you alone take the bottle."

Gently lifting the large jar of milk, Connor's mouth twitched.

The jar was so big that he couldn't hold it on his own hand, at least he could only hold it.

He didn't feel the weight, but he also knew that he was different from ordinary people.

Just an 11-year-old can carry these bottles and cans and a whole lot of snacks to run back, which is not to be underestimated.

"I almost feel like we don't have to go to the cafeteria for breakfast."

"I'm amazing!"

"I'm not praising you......"

Looking at Ernie's confident appearance, Connor only felt so tired.

However, he doesn't hate having such a rampaging roommate, which means he doesn't have to take the initiative to maintain relationships.

People like Ernie tend to be like lubricants in the dormitory.

"Click"

Just then, another hole was opened, and Justin Finchrie yawned and came up from underneath.

"Good morning, you're awake too."

"Well, good morning."

Connor said hello.

"Let's eat cookies, I just went to the kitchen to get them."

“…… Well? ”

Probably in a daze, Justin obviously didn't react.

And when he realized what Ernie was saying, his eyes widened directly.

"Huh? But I remember that breakfast wasn't supposed to be in the auditorium......"

"Nothing, it's not breakfast, it's something I took from the kitchen."

"Okay, but I have to brush my teeth and wash my face first, and who of you knows what the first class is in the morning?"

"Morning ......"

Connor was stunned.

"I remember the timetable hasn't been sent yet, right?"

"The timetable is coming soon."

As he spoke, Ernie swallowed another cookie.

"I asked the prefect and he said we would get the timetable soon."

"Oh, yes, the little wizards' schedules are ready, yes yes!"

Suddenly, a shrill voice began to echo.

Following the reputation, Connor saw a portrait of the house-elf hanging in the room.

The creature that wasn't pretty was dancing desperately.

"Timetable! Schedule! We've been notified that the Hufflepuff Little Wizards' schedules are here! ”

Then, the elf in the portrait held up a roll of parchment, on which modern words slowly emerged.

"The first lesson for the little wizards was...... Potions lesson!! ”

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