Chapter 242 Meeting Miss Beaver for the First Time

Connor didn't expect to meet Miss Beaver under such circumstances.

It's been two weeks since school started, and Connor has been busy with his own things. He's turned a deaf ear to what's going on outside the window and hasn't paid much attention to the first-grade brats.

I didn’t expect that the other party’s host C would come to me.

"Of course, Miss Granger." Connor moved his fingers and integrated Hermione into the soundproof barrier.

"Do you know me!?" Hermione spoke softly, and then felt that her voice seemed a bit loud. She quickly covered her mouth, shook her head and glanced left and right, worried that she would disturb others.

"It doesn't matter, others can't hear the sound here, don't worry." Connor smiled.

"What kind of magic is this? Can I learn it!?" Hermione's eyes lit up and she said excitedly.

"This is not magic, it is just an ordinary magic control technique. As long as the magic is controlled to form two layers of hollow films, the sound insulation effect can be achieved."

"." Hermione's eyes widened. She only knew that if she recited the right spell, the magic would move on its own. She could also vaguely detect the magic in Transfiguration class, but was it always difficult to control it? Why do you listen to the senior in front of you talking like it's something as simple as eating and sleeping?

He Min, the magic initiate, felt the pressure.

Connor smiled and thought the little girl's shocked look was quite funny. He said, "My brother Evan is also in the first grade. I heard him talk about you, Hermione Granger, Miss Know-It-All, right? "

Hermione waved her hands repeatedly, and her messy long hair undulated with the swing of her head: "No, no, no, I just like to read more books. I still have a lot to learn, and Senior Lake, you are better than me. too much."

"Oh?" Connor couldn't help but want to tease the little beaver in front of him: "Do you also know that I am very powerful?"

"Of course!" Hermione answered quickly this time: "Those nicknames of yours are [the child called a "monster"], [the youngest genius wizard], [the person most likely to change the wizarding world]. I have seen you in many reports, you are the most famous little wizard among the younger generation, of course I know you are very powerful!"

Hermione thought for a moment and added: "Except Harry Potter."

Connor was very happy to be praised. He liked it best when honest children praised him in person. He simply ignored the last sentence. He waved his hands modestly and said: "No, no, those are all written in the newspaper. I Just an ordinary person."

"Senior Lake is so humble! I didn't believe it before, but when I saw your ability to control soundproof magic, I knew it was well-deserved." Hermione seemed to be very interested in Connor:

"And I heard senior sisters from the same college mentioning Senior Lake. They all said that you are a real genius. When they mentioned you, they all said that you 'look like you are shining'. I think this must be a kind of extreme High praise.”

"Ahem." This little beaver is too enthusiastic, talking nonsense... Connor pretended to cough seriously and said: "Well... just call me Connor, and aren't you here to ask questions? Excuse me Well, I’ll try my best to help you answer it.”

"Oh! That's right, that's it. Let me think about this." Hermione seemed to have just remembered her purpose. She took out a book from her back and flipped through it, then pushed the book in front of Connor and pointed. The book asked: "Here. Why does the fire ash snake egg produce an explosive effect after being added to the sting of the Billywig insect? I clearly remember that there is no such reaction in the other book."

Um. Why are you asking about potions? My favorite thing is potions. Can't I ask about something else? Connor complained in his heart, but quickly replied: "Because the sting needles here are not dried. Professor Snape will mention this in class."

"That's it! I understand!" Hermione lowered her head and started taking notes. After finishing writing, she raised her head and said, "Wait a minute."

Then Connor watched Hermione run away, and then watched her bring back a pile of thick books.

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But Hermione's face was only flushed with excitement: "I still have a few questions to ask!"

Connor twitched his lips: "Please, ask."

Half an hour later, Ren Shi Connor, who had extraordinary endurance, was also a little dizzy from being asked.

"...I have another question. Why are there so many spells that I can't use even though I read them according to the pronunciation in the book?"

Connor rubbed his swollen head and replied: "You can't use magic if you don't pronounce it accurately. I think you should know this."

"But why can some of the magic I can use be used even when my pronunciation is slightly different?" Hermione's eyes flashed with curiosity: "And why can some wizards cast spells silently? This is not proof of chanting spells. Is the process actually optional?”

"."Miss sister, are you one hundred thousand whys? Why do you have so many questions? I didn't realize you were this kind of person when I was watching the movie, right?

Connor sighed helplessly and said, "This is knowledge that you will only come into contact with after you are in your senior year. You don't have to be so anxious to understand it now."

"Why?! Why not? If I understand it now, wouldn't it be more conducive to future study?" Hermione asked confidently.

"Okay, okay, Miss Granger"

"You can call me Hermione."

"Okay, Hermione, how do you feel when you use magic?" Connor spread his hands: "I mean, do you feel the trajectory of your magic?"

"?" Hermione asked because she didn't understand: "Isn't it true that you can only feel the movement of magic when you use transformation?"

"That's not the case. You don't perceive magic power because you are not sensitive to magic power, or your perception is not enough. This kind of perception will gradually strengthen with exercise and age. Only when your magic power perception Only when you reach a certain level can you solve the questions you just asked, do you understand? So don't be too anxious now, take your time step by step, you can't rush to learn this kind of thing."

"Okay, I understand." Hermione nodded thoughtfully, then raised her head again: "Then why."

Connor seemed to feel his eyes go dark, but at this moment, a heavenly voice sounded:

"Connor?" Looking up, it was Penello approaching. She said, "Sorry, I hope I didn't disturb you."

Connor showed a bright smile that he had never seen before at Penelo: "No! Not at all! Penelo, please ask me for help! I remember, that's what happened, right? I'll be there right away!"

"Uh-huh???"

While Connor winked wildly at Penello, he smiled awkwardly and politely at Hermione: "Well, Hermione, I have something to do first. Let's talk next time, okay?"

"Oh, of course. Of course, you can go ahead and do your work." Hermione replied a little frustrated.

"Then, I'll take my leave now, and we'll talk next time." Connor picked up the book in front of him, stood up in a hurry, pulled Penello and turned around to run away.

"Eh, eh???"

Hermione looked at the two people walking away, smacking her lips with unfinished content, and said to herself: "Connor is indeed a very powerful senior. You can ask him directly next time instead of asking the professor. How many more times do I have? I have a question to ask…”