Phantom shifting.

This is the way Connor chose to move.

Although the entire Hogwarts has been placed with an 'Anti-Apparition Charm', which means wizards can only walk in the ancient castle, there is one exception: house-elves.

The magic system of this group seems to be similar to that of wizards, but the actual principle of operation is fundamentally different.

In this day and age, the anti-spells cast by wizards are directed at wizards, and the house-elves themselves can ignore them.

Despite the limitations of Hogwarts, they can still use their magic smoothly and travel to a variety of places through apparitions.

But in the face of such a race, the wizards are quite relieved, and they don't even have any doubts about their loyalty.

Not because of anything else, because the 'shackles' of the house-elves are in their minds.

Nowadays, no one knows what house-elves used to look like, and today's wizards only understand that they are a group of slaves.

They are extremely short-lived, powerful, and loyal to their owners, and are a valuable legacy of ancient wizards.

They must not attack wizards, no matter how weak the wizards are, they are their masters, and even if they are not the masters they serve and allegiance to, their status is far higher than them.

Even, they have to habitually maintain a humble attitude, and greet the cold in a flattering tone:

"Is there anything else Mr. McMab needs to order? Like fire juice? Milk? Or some delicious cookies and honey cakes? ”

The voice of the house-elf was subdued and flattering.

For a moment, Connor couldn't even tell whether this was the kind of servile flattery that existed on the surface, or the genuine care and kindness of the wheat cake.

And since he couldn't figure it out, Connor didn't have the heart to continue probing.

He waved his hand directly.

"No need, wheat cake, you stand down, I'll look for you if there's something."

"Okay, okay."

After a comical bow, the wheat cake disappeared in place.

Connor looked around the room he had never lived in, opened the drawer, and took out the textbook from the forbidden area:

"The Human Body is Metamorphosed"

The ancient book, vaguely protected by magic, was tightly closed, and seemed to reveal a taste of rejection.

Connor subconsciously twisted the cover, trying to open it, but felt an inexplicable resistance.

"Huh?"

With an eyebrow raised, Connor was not in a hurry, he just said calmly:

"I'm going to give you back today."

In an instant, the originally closed book opened, and a series of questions emerged from it:

【？？？？？ 】

Large question marks are spread all over the pages, as if to interpret the question of the consciousness that exists in the book.

[A month has passed, and you haven't read much of what I recorded, so you're going to let it go directly? 】

"Of course."

Connor nodded without hesitation in the face of the book's astonishment.

"After all, it's useless for me to hold you, I know all the knowledge you recorded above, whether it is to guide my own wildness, or to call on the will of those spirits that exist, I will do this."

【……】

This time there was no doubt, just silence.

After a long time, a sigh appeared on the page.

[There's no way to invoke the will of nature...... You're even more than Albus and Aberforth back then.]

"It's useless to stay with me anyway."

Nor did he take that emotion to heart, Connor just shrugged his shoulders.

"It's better to put you back in your place and give it to someone else in need."

Then why did you take me out in the first place? 】

“…… Well, for a piece of evidence? ”

Connor spoke.

"I've got to find a reason and an excuse."

[Do you want to push your talents onto me? 】

"Of course, isn't it?"

[Okay, okay, anyway, I was also given a gag order when I was made]

When the four founders tried to adapt Merlin's magical notes, and tried to give them consciousness, and set tests and contracts, it was impossible not to consider the number of contractors.

At a time when wizards were not yet fully united, a book that knew many secrets was prone to all kinds of problems, so of course there would be necessary measures to deal with it.

For example, it is forbidden for the book itself to communicate too much with the reader about the content of other contractors.

This is what is inscribed on the foundation of the book, and there is no obligatory statement, it was born as such.

"Hope you can find a better host than me."

[Maybe, I'm also very happy during this time, I don't need to answer questions, I'm just talking about it here]

Perhaps realizing that he was going back to the bookshelf, Connor clearly felt that the book "The Transfiguration of the Human Body" had a lot more to say.

The words on the page appeared one after another, and Connor just chatted with it.

The two of them left the small chamber and returned to the library.

It was the afternoon, and there were other students in the library, some of the little eagles who loved learning and were eager for knowledge were studying together, and there were a few students from other colleges who were alone:

Hermione Granger, for example, is still alone in the library reading books, and she doesn't look like a friend.

Another example is Theodore Noether of Slytherin, who also appears to be a first-year student who has not yet recovered from the aftermath of the school-start conflict.

There is no 'little brother', and there is no person who reads the book together, his eyes are gloomy, and he is staring at the book.

Of course, in addition to huddles or independence, there are also pairs in the library:

Take Cedric, for example.

Connor was immediately aware of his presence, and he was sitting with a Ravenclaw Oriental girl.

"Hey Connor, is the class in the break room over?"

"Well, it's over."

Connor smiled at Cedric's smile.

"I'm coming to the library this time to return a book, and I'll borrow another book by the way, what about you?"

"I ...... I'm here to study. ”

"Ah, study,"

One at Cedric, and then at the Ravenclaw girl.

She smiled and held out her hand.

"Autumn Zhang."

It looks down-to-earth and generous, although there is a kind of embarrassment and shyness, but there is no restraint.

"Well, then I won't bother you."

Connor walked straight over to Mrs. Pinns.

"Ma'am, I'll return the book."

"A month's time...... Finished reading? ”

Mrs. Pince asked, frowning unconsciously, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Yes, I've read it all."

Connor said with a smile.

"Also, I'm going to borrow another book, 'The Body Structure of the Fire Dragon.'"

Immediately afterward, Mrs. Pince's eyes instantly became frightened.

She already remembered what Connor had borrowed before, combined with the one she was borrowing now.

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything, just learn a little bit about extracurricular knowledge."

Connor's smile seemed harmless to humans and animals, and it seemed to exude a strong intellectual curiosity, but in Mrs. Pince's eyes there was an indescribable strangeness.

"This is Professor Dumbledore's approval, and I hope you will approve it."

This batch of articles means the recognition and recognition of the principal.