Chapter 115: Isobel's Information Channel

Isobel.

Because of some personal emotions and prejudices, her tone is still not friendly.

There is even a hint of irony in it.

"How did you feel when you came into contact with the Savior head-on?"

"Nope."

Connor just shook his head.

"There's nothing special about him, and there's nothing special about him."

"There's nothing special about it, but it's highly valued......"

Isobel didn't continue, but her tone still showed a touch of disdain.

"That old fellow, he values these things?"

“…… Right. ”

After a moment of silence, Connor spoke.

"After all, it is the opponent predicted by the mysterious man, even if it is the most ordinary jade, it is not impossible to polish it with your hands."

To be honest, Connor hadn't reached the point of blind obedience to the so-called prophecy.

But not to ignore it entirely.

It's like walking down the road and someone tells him that an ordinary piece of jade picked up by the roadside will become a precious jade in the future.

Believe it or not is one thing, but polishing or something, this kind of work is not a hassle for Connor.

"Anyway, these are the headmaster's own arrangements, and I'm just here to help."

With that, Connor glanced back at the Mirror of Eris.

"He didn't ask me to do anything else, and then I just put the mirror in the designated place, and that's it."

"That place under the trapdoor in the hallway on the right side of the fourth floor?"

“……”

Hearing Isobel say this, Connor couldn't help but wrap his arms around him.

"You seem to know a lot of things, and these are obviously not the kind of things that can be casually asked."

"So what?"

There was no panic or fear, Isobel just squinted his red eyes.

"You don't give me the feeling that you only recently learned about these things, you should have known about similar things for a long time."

"So, what do you want to say?"

“…… No, I don't want to say anything. ”

Met with Isobel's calm but immature contradictory gaze, Connor finally just shook his head.

"If you don't want to say anything, that's the end of it."

Connor casually turned his head and glanced at the mirror.

At the same time, he realized that something was wrong with his image.

Connor in the mirror just casually stretched out his hand, and soon a red stone appeared in his hand.

He'd seen it, it was the Philosopher's Stone.

The mirror image kept throwing the Philosopher's Stone upward, as if it were some kind of toy.

He didn't put it in his pocket, he just gently rested it on a desk in the mirror and pointed at it again.

Seeing this, Connor casually pulled the wand of the hazel branch from his sleeve and waved it at the mirror.

Without a sound, a shrunken spell enveloped the mirror.

The originally huge magic mirror began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually became a 'toy' in the hands of the little wizard.

“…… I'm going to finish the work that the principal has given me, do you want to join us? ”

"Well, you can ...... I just wanted to see what it was like to go under the trapdoor. ”

After a moment's hesitation, Isobel nodded.

"It should be interesting."

"What's interesting?"

Listening to Isobel say that, Connor didn't fully understand for a moment.

But before he could ask, Isobel turned his back on him.

"Let's go."

"But we don't have to go from here."

Seeing Isobel's back, Connor spoke.

"Huh?"

When the girl turned around, she saw Connor clapping her hands.

"Wheat cakes."

"Yes, I'm here, the wheat cake is here."

The ugly house-elf spun around comically and saluted again.

"Does Mr. McMab need something?"

"Take me to that place, you house-elves should know that."

"Eh......"

At Connor's request, the smile on Wheat Cake's face quickly stiffened.

He looked first at Connor and then at Isobel, who was standing in the doorway.

After a long while, Wheat Cake whispered:

"Are you alone?"

"Take Isobel with you."

"But ......"

The headmaster, he must have known that. ”

“…… Good. ”

Finally, after Connor brought Dumbledore out again, Wheat Cake nodded.

"Then Miss McDoug and Mr. McMab please take hold of my hand, and we'll get out of here at once, and we'll get out of here at once!!"

After a whirlwind, the two of them quickly disappeared into the closed abandoned classroom.

After a squeezing sensation in a drum washing machine, Connor and Isobel found themselves in an empty underground room.

There's nothing here, it's so empty that it feels disorienting.

There are large pillars around the perimeter, and burning torches are placed on the pillars to provide a light source for the interior.

Even in this completely enclosed interior space, there is one thing that stands out far more than those light sources.

It was a flame.

It was a door of flames, to be exact.

It seemed to lead to another location, but it radiated a fiery temperature, but the color was an eerie black.

At first glance, you can feel a strong sense of ominousness.

"This is the final room, Mr. McMebe."

Rubbing his hands, Wheat Cake whispered.

"Whatever you and Miss McDoug want to do, please ...... as soon as possible"

"It's going to be good soon, I'm just here to deliver something."

With that, Connor waved his wand, and the small mirror lying in his palm flew all the way to the center of the underground space, and it gradually began to expand and return to its original shape.

"Alright...... Adjust the position a little more. ”

After confirming that the mirror of Eris was now facing the door of flame at the entrance, he looked at Isobel.

"I'm done here, but what about you?"

Of course, with that being said, Connor knew that Isobel didn't have anything to do.

Looking back, he saw the white-haired girl staring at the door that burned with black fire.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, I'm just looking at the fire...... It doesn't look like there's anything special about it. ”

"It's just an ordinary flame, it's just that the color looks a little scary."

"So it's just to scare the kids."

I think you can think of your own age when you say this.

Although he wanted to complain like this, Isobel did not give him this chance.

She just pointed to the door of black fire.

"Behind that, there should be a room with potions...... If I'm not mistaken, the kids will solve the answers to the puzzles and drink the right potions. ”

“…… So? ”

"Nothing, just ...... now"

'Wow'

Suddenly, the black fire burned more and more, and Connor narrowed his eyes.

"Someone."