Connor's Hogwarts

"Angel's soul?"

Grandfather looked at the small "stamps" Connor placed on the table and asked: "Is this what you and Professor Dumbledore want? You want this."

Old Devine suddenly paused and suddenly raised his head to look at Connor: "Do you want to incorporate this soul into your painting?"

Connor didn't expect that his little thoughts would be discovered all of a sudden. He nodded: "Yes, I do want to give soul to my paintings, but I don't know if I can do it, so I want to ask for advice." For a moment, but...how do you know I want to do this?"

Grandfather looked at Connor deeply: "You are not the only one in our family who wants to do this. In other words, who among us who are used to painting has not had this idea? It is not difficult to guess. .”

It turns out that's the case, Connor suddenly realized that those ancestors must have thought about "placing their souls in paintings". If they put their souls into paintings, wouldn't it be to achieve eternal life? But no one seems to have succeeded so far. It seems that there is no way to do this.

Connor shook his head in frustration and said, "So, there's no way to do it. That's such a pity."

"No." Grandfather denied Connor's guess: "There is a way, and this is one of our family's forbidden arts."

"Eh?" Connor was stunned and said, "Is it really there? Then why."

"Why don't we use that method to paint ourselves, right?" Benedick, the ancestor on the wall, suddenly spoke, looking at Connor with a smile on his face and said.

Connor scratched his head: "Mr. Monet, didn't you say that you once completed the magic that can enter the painting? Could it be that... this is it?"

Connor is still thinking about learning that magic, but now he still has a "finishing touch" that he hasn't learned yet, so he won't go too far for the time being.

"Of course not." The ancestor in the painting shook his head and said, "Connor, do you know what it means to enter the painting with your soul?"

Connor tilted his head, expressing confusion.

"That means that you will be sealed into the world of the painting forever and become a ghost in the painting."

Connor touched his chin and said, "Isn't that great? This will make you immortal."

"Haha, it's not that easy." Benedick shook his head and smiled, "You know ghosts, right?"

"You know, there are a lot of them in school."

"Ghosts are souls with obsessions. Do you think ghosts can be considered immortal? Obviously not. Ghosts are already dead. They have lost the ability to affect reality and rely on negative energy to remain in the world. If this counts as immortality, then why don’t all wizards turn into ghosts?”

"Yes, why?" Connor asked blankly, as if he hadn't woken up.

"." This (grandson) couldn't be stupid. Grandpa took over and said: "That's because ghosts have no [real sense]. They have no sense of smell, taste, or touch. The world they see in their eyes is also lost." Colorless. Can you imagine what it feels like to live in such a world? If it weren’t for their obsession and the weakening of their emotions after becoming ghosts, they might have dissipated themselves long ago.”

"But our paintings are different, Connor." Grandfather looked at the paintings on the wall and said a little melancholy: "We can give the paintings [powers]. We can make the paintings have sight and hearing. It can be said that we can seal the soul." It's really close to immortalizing this person in a painting, but we don't dare to do it."

"Why is this?" Connor was really puzzled this time. Why wouldn't he dare to do such a thing if he could do it?

"This is a forbidden technique in the family. Since it is a forbidden technique, there must be a reason. That is because our ancestors who did this before went crazy in the end."

"ah?"

"Bring Connor in and have a look, Devin." Benedick said: "Let him see the world in the painting with his own eyes, and he will understand."

"Eh???" Connor was shocked. What kind of situation is this? Can I enter the painting?

"Haha, it's time to let you know, Connor, this is the biggest secret of our family." Old Devin stood up, waved his wand, probably casting an isolation spell, and then walked to Old Benedick. In front of the ancestor's painting, he took off the frame.

"Wait? Grandpa? What does this mean?" Connor asked, waving his hands. Could it be that... Connor's face was one part surprised, eight parts curious, and ninety-one parts excited. The biggest secret in the family was finally revealed. Let me know! ?

My grandfather took down this half-height oil painting. The person in the oil painting is the ancestor of the family, Benedict, Gener, Monet, Bertram Lake, and it is the longest and largest of all the oil paintings.

"Connor remember this spell: Inizio [Open the Sky with One Painting] (spell)" Grandpa waved his wand, and then Connor felt that the painting in front of him became different, but he couldn't tell what was different, until Grandfather inserted his hand into the painting

! ! !

Old Devin grabbed Connor, then he raised his foot and stepped into the painting, and the two of them were "sucked" into the painting at the same time.

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"Welcome to the world of paintings, Connor."

Connor looked at the ancestor of the Lake family who appeared in front of him, and his jaw dropped to the ground in shock: "Mr. Momone?"

Then Connor looked around and stammered: "I, I... ran into the painting!?"

"Yes, this is what only the patriarch of our family can know, the biggest secret of the Lake family, the window into the world in the painting, the greatest magical painting - [Monet the Pioneer]!"

"Shut up, Devin." The ancestor glanced at his grandfather angrily: "This is not the greatest painting, it's just because none of my descendants can learn this magic. When Connor learns this magic, it will be destroyed." Only when it is carried forward can it be considered [great].”

Grandfather's face turned red: "This is not..." He was once again embarrassed in front of Connor. He was flattered and slapped on the horse's legs, but Grandfather dared not speak out in anger.

But Connor didn't notice his grandfather's dilemma. He was looking around excitedly with his eyes shining. This was the world in the painting! I actually actually walked into the paper! This is so, so, so awesome!

But soon, Connor calmed down and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Monet, why is the inside of your painting so small?"

As soon as these words were said, the scene suddenly became a little more embarrassing.

Ancestor Monet pretended to cough and said: "Because... my ability is limited, I did my best back then."

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