My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

When Tom returned to the dormitory, he was a little uneasy. He didn't know what happened, but the look of Mrs. Clemence and the shooting stars in the divination class had already explained a lot, and a feeling of heart palpitations was always lingering on his chest. Tom shook his head, leaving these strange emotions behind him, and in an hour he was about to board the train to London and cross the border through the fireplace of the Ministry of Magic to France.

He walked to the bed. At the moment there was no one in the dormitory. The three roommates went to eat supper, and the other bed was empty from the beginning of the semester. At this time, a funny English short with a question mark painted on his face. Snoring lying on the empty bed.

Tom sat down on the bed, lifted the pillow, and took out a small handbag from below. It was given to him by Bella last Thanksgiving. Tom unlocked the clasp of the handbag and checked the contents in the same way.

"Passports, visas, train tickets, applications and permits to use cross-border fireplaces... Uh, what's this? Oh, bank stubs, and newspaper clippings... Well, some more money should be enough."

He folded these bills and stuffed them back into his handbag, returned the pillows and quilts, took the handbag and walked to Nelson's bed. Tom knelt down and stroked the back of the question mark, and whispered, "When you wake up, go find Chris Well, or Mettle, I'm going out for a few days, and I may not be able to feed you."

The kitten opened his sleepy eyes, saw Tom, rubbed his palms with his head and ears, grunted twice, and curled up to sleep again.

"Well, then you just stay here. I think Hogwarts should have food everywhere." Tom stood up, put the quilt on Nelson's bed around the question mark, and said, "If you can't find When it comes to eating, you can find the other three people who live here, and if you don’t have food for you, you will bite them!"

"Meow~" The kitten raised her head lazily and yelled, which is considered to have agreed to him.

"I'm leaving." Tom bent down and rubbed the kitten's head vigorously, causing it to scream unhappily. He took away his hand, picked up the box he had prepared, stuffed his bag inside, and went to the bedroom. Walked to the door.

"Bang—" Tom seemed to have kicked something, causing pain in the thumb of his right foot. He lowered his head, and a dusty schoolbag was lying by the door.

"What is it?" He squeezed the bag strap with **** and lifted it up, frowning in disgust, throwing his wand out to point at the bag, and whispering: "Clean up!"

"Isn't this Gnar's bag? Why is it still here? How long has it been left?" Tom's brows frowned even more as he looked at the clean school bag that seemed to be familiar before him. "Who put it here?"

Tom looked up at the wall clock. It was only forty minutes before the train started. He stuffed the backpack into the box and got up and left the room.

"What's the matter with it? Send it to Gnar in one hand."

He walked out of the empty lounge. The corridor without a fireplace was a bit deserted, which made him wrap his clothes tightly. The picture frames in the corridor were all empty, filled with sundries, fruits and wine-it is said that since the last time After the accident in the tower, the figures in the portraits hung in the entrance hallway of the Slytherin lounge were still rescued by the "Portrait of Saint Mungo". I don’t know when it will be repaired. Now that the residents here have all left, some of the paintings are crowded. The portrait moved the clutter here and hid it.

Going to the end of the corridor, a little girl's head poked out from the side of the big picture frame that was usually empty, and her big eyes blinked at Tom.

Tom nodded at her, said hello, and continued to the door.

"Riddle," Tom, who had just walked to the door of the castle, heard a heavy male voice. He turned his head and saw that it was Ogg, the key keeper of the school. He came out of the concierge with a bright oil lamp. Wearing a thin blouse, Kong Wu’s powerful arm was exposed. This arm really didn’t look like the little man’s length. Ogg put on a short robe, walked up to Tom and said, "Deng Professor Blido asked me to wait for you here and then take you to the station."

"No, thank you." Tom frowned. "I know a path that can go around the Black Lake."

"It has to be sent." Ogg said hoarsely, and did not agree to Tom's request. He just pushed open the gate of the castle, and carried the lamp to lead the way.

Seeing Ogg not speaking, Tom also closed his mouth. Although it was not yet snowing, the cold wind brought by the cold wave seemed to be holding a knife. It blew people's cheeks sorely. Tom said nothing. Following Ogg, he looked at the sky with a trace of red from time to time, thinking about what the meteor might represent.

"Get on the boat." Ogg pulled a small raft from the dock and jumped on it to greet Tom.

"Thank you." Tom followed into the boat, holding a long pole on the raft and standing still.

The surface of the Black Lake looks really deep black at night, no one can see what is hidden under the water, especially tonight’s Black Lake is too quiet, the thick tentacles that used to come out from time to time are gone, those who swim in the shallow waters The trolling school of fish didn't know where they were hiding, and the black waves kept hitting the ship's side, and the repeated rhythm made people sleepy.

"Mr. Ogg, is this pole the mast of this ship?" Tom grasped the bare pole, and was a little disgusted by the smell of the waves and water, so he could only have a chat.

"No, this ship doesn't have sails, but I don't know what it is for. It was bought." Ogg said dullly, and suddenly pointed to the front, "Get off the boat, it's on the shore."

Tom followed Ogg off the boat. At this moment, he was very lucky that he was here with Ogg, because it was too dark tonight. After the meteor disappeared, the stars in the sky were all overshadowed. Even without clouds, it would be difficult to cast the stars on the ground. , The section of the mountain road that went down the mountain to the station after leaving the school gate was completely unclear.

"Thank you, Mr. Ogg." On the platform of Hogsmeade Station, Tom expressed his heartfelt thanks to Ogg.

"Should be done." Ogg nodded and disappeared into the night with a small lantern.

"Woo—"

The train is coming. The departure time of the Hogwarts Express is not fixed except for the annual school and holidays. The timetable of each station is changing at any time. Basically, this train runs around and arrives early. Depart early at the end, and one day later.

This car is not enough for Tom to sit alone. Hogsmeade got into the car with a lot of wizards. Tom found an empty compartment, walked in and locked it.

He opened the box and studied Nelson's backpack for a while, but the research was an empty bag. He remembered Nelson's forgetful experience, put it back in the backpack, and took out two mirrors from the compartment of the box to talk to him for a while. day.

"Ahem, Gnar, oh no." Tom shook his head and shouted again, "Nelson Williams."

The mirror didn't respond.

"Nelson Wiltning Williams." Tom waited for a while, putting the mirror aside, "Well, it looks like he's not by the mirror."

He leaned his forehead against the window, closed his eyes and prepared to squint for a while, but soon he was awakened. He even dreamed that he was listening to Professor Bins's history of magic.

…

The beginning of many historical events is often muddled. For example, asking others who shot the first shot in a certain war is difficult to answer, but this big event is very clear, Armando Di A disarming curse by Pate completely opened the prelude to the Wizarding War.

"Oh, isn't this Shafic's official? Gui'an." A figure in a black robe appeared at the entrance of the hidden place. He walked with interest when he saw the stiff passerby standing beside Pitya's sculpture. Stepped forward, looked closely, took off his hood and said hello, "Why are you blowing cold wind here in the middle of the night."

Judge Shafik raised his eyelids, and under his hood was an old face covered with criss-cross scars. His eyes rolled quickly and he saw that there was no one around, and the man opposite was the cunning saint Andre. Judge Shafik closed his eyes desperately in response to this man-made situation.

"Why don't you speak, are you cramping?" Andrei squeezed the suitcase in his hand, carefully moved closer, stared at Shafik's face, and smiled when he saw his stiff muscles and beads of sweat. He shook his head and said, "Petrochemical Curse? Who did it? There are not many wizards who can defeat you."

"It's useless to say more."

As the chief of Wisengamao, Judge Shafik knows Andre’s great fame. He was born thirty years ago and served as a middle-aged man to the then young Grindel. Wo under his command and laid a huge family business for the saints. No one knew what he was doing before. That hideous scar had already hidden all his past events. Everyone only regarded him as one. A late-blooming wizard, but this notorious saint cunningly did not leave a trace of evidence, blatantly entering and leaving the Ministry of Magic of various countries all day long, and those politicians with the highest interests are often willing to do business with him. In this regard, Instead, he has a good reputation.

"If you want to do it, hurry up." Judge Shafik snorted coldly, and the urge to yell at Dipett in his heart, let alone visit him in Azkaban, I'm afraid I will die first.

"What hand?" Andre smiled brighter. He drew out his wand and pointed it at Judge Shafik's face. He admired the complicated expression on his face enthusiastically, then waved his wand and said, "It's really going to happen. ."

Judge Shafik closed his eyes, but he didn't feel the slightest pain.

"The curse stops immediately."

Andre’s voice came from his ears, Judge Shafik suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the innocent-looking Andre in amazement. His little finger twitched slightly, and he was free!

"The magic wand is coming!" Judge Shafik pinched the index and middle fingers together and shouted, the magic wand on the street lamp next to him flew into his hand "swish", he took a step back and looked at Andre warily.

"Why do you look at me like that? I did violate the secrecy law just now, but it was to save you!" Andrei showed a sad expression, but looked provocative and terrifying on his face, spreading his hands. , Said, "Your Honor, I'm doing serious business. You can't discriminate against me because a terrorist has suffered the same face injury as mine, and has similar scars. This kind of law is unfair, hehe."

"Humph!" Judge Shafik snorted coldly, put his arm into the sleeve of the judge's robe draped over him, took a deep look at Andre, and walked towards the statue of Pitia, which disappeared in the next second. On the street.

"What are you doing in a hurry? Go to the hidden place to open the court?" Andre cursed secretly. He drew a thin silver chain from his robe and fastened it to his wrist. The other end was connected to a suitcase, shrugged his shoulders, and passed through the hidden place. The door door.

"**" A strong auxiliary word passed, Andre saw various spells shining above the hidden street in the distance, and a sharp scream came to his ears across the street, and it seemed that he came by himself. At the right time, the shops with lights off on the interface were lighting up one by one, and they were also awakened by this movement. The aftermath of the fierce battle over there colliding in the air seemed like gorgeous fireworks, "Is this a holiday?"

No one answered this question on the deserted street, and the only response to him was a more intense explosion in the distance.

"What's going on?" Andre stood on tiptoe and went ugly over there, and suddenly ran away in the direction where the battle took place, "Gan! It really seems to be the stronghold of the saints there!"

Although Dippet is old, he is still powerful. There are more than 20 wizards living on the second floor of the shop that specializes in animal products. But at this moment, these crappy little girls have been lying on the ground.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the remaining two wizards, casting his mind in front of a wizard beside them.

"Don't worry," Dipeter's eyes are like an old wolf. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com stares at the two wizards who have almost lost the ability to resist. These two men seem to be the person in charge of the store. , And the only one who can resist his attack, but at the moment their wands are all in Dippet's pocket.

The old principal took his hand away from the head of the wizard who had been taken by the goddess, glared at the two people opposite in disgust, and tweeted, "I thought it was just a group of poachers and smugglers, but I didn't expect it to be Grindelwald's doglegs, look. Looks like I didn't find the wrong person... Your good days are over!"

The leading wizard's teeth trembled, unable to speak a complete sentence.

Dippet glared at him in disgust, and waved his hand to fend off the spell that Shafik had just arrived at the scene.

"Oh! Merlin's pants!" Shafik said in surprise, "What did you do? You killed so many people?"

"They are not dead." Dipeter blocked another curse and said, "These people are running dogs of Grindelwald. You can take them back and interrogate them slowly."

"Your behavior is illegal—"

"No, it doesn't matter, the result is right." Dipeter interrupted Judge Shafik's breathless accusation, watching the wizard who was chasing after Shafik narrowed his eyes and raised it. The wand said, "I'm sorry, maybe you are not ready, but the war has begun." My classmate who is jumping to Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 123 Your Backpack Green Reading-Hog My classmate of Wozzi is Voldemort-Novel Reading Network..., if there is no automatic jump, please click [Jump]

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