My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Huh, that's great." Aberfors took a sip of the cigar with enjoyment, then poked his head out of the bar, and said solemnly, "Minors are not allowed to smoke."

"Don't worry, Mr. Aberfors, I don't smoke. The lighter is just for setting fire," Nelson spread out his hand and said, "By the way, this lighter is also a magical creation. You gave it to me, so this fire cannot It's a non-magical flame."

"Uh..." Aberforth's face collapsed immediately, and it seemed that even the cigars became less advanced in an instant. He immediately changed the subject, "Nelson, by the way, your student registration materials are with me, I will wait I'll get it for you."

"Trouble you." Nelson nodded, sitting in front of the bar, looking at the back of Aberforth walking towards the back door, fiddle with the delicate ice chisel on the bar.

After a while, Aberfors walked out from the back door holding a kraft paper envelope. This time, he held a cigarette with a much rougher package in his mouth, and threw the envelope on the table. Nunu's mouth, motioned Nelson to pick it up.

"By the way, boy," Aberfors said, breathing out a smoke ring, "I didn't repeat the old thing, and I didn't intend to poke your scars, but this is the first time we have seen each other after so long."

"Yes." Nelson put down the ice chisel and nodded seriously.

"I want to pay tribute to you." Aberfors lowered his head, glanced at the door secretly, whistled easily, and said cheerfully, "You have done what I have never dared to do."

"Take refuge in Grindelwald?" Nelson raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"No, I believe you can see what kind of dangerous man he is." Aberfors found a glass polished like new from behind the bar, filled it with Fire Whiskey, and used Nelson's lighter to really light it. He took a sip and said vaguely, "I always wanted to toast you, Nelson. Although I often say bad things about Albus and even interrupt his nose, I still can’t really resist. My brother, in my heart, I always feel that he should have some lasting difficulties... After all, he is my brother—but you are different, you are a person who dares to rebel against authority."

Nelson sat quietly, sipping lemonade, and listened carefully to Aberfors’s remarks about the happy and happy life of his family when he was young. Although the poor family was embarrassed, it was also warm. When Albus took himself with him When his friend came to the house as a guest, he and Ariana went to herd sheep on the hillside together. These sheep were also important members of the family and helped them through a lot of difficult times.

After Nelson added two glasses of water, Aberforth's voice gradually lowered. After a while, a rhythmic grunt came from behind the bar.

Nelson opened the trap door, helped the drunken Aberfors walk out, put the lighter back in his pocket, and helped him to the room connected by the back door.

Pushing open the door, it was a small living room decorated in a style that looked like a painting on the wall of Dumbledore’s office. A half-person-high picture frame was hung in the middle of the wall. Nelson saw a young long-haired girl looking through the painting. Looking out, he looked worriedly at Nelson's drunk and unconscious brother on his shoulders.

Nelson nodded at her, sent Aberfors into the sleeping room inside, and then closed the door of the Pig's Head Bar, holding a kraft paper envelope containing his school status information, and walked in the direction of Hogwarts.

Climbing up a hill, the spire of the castle slowly emerged on the top of the hill. When Nelson stood on the top of the hill, he was able to see the whole picture of Hogwarts Castle in the distance in the mist. There was a dark, glimpse in front of him. Unable to see the lake, this vast campus gives people an unpredictable sense of mystery. This feeling was felt when Nelson came for the first time, and when he came back again after a long absence, this feeling is even more so. It's strong.

Nelson took a deep breath, calmed down some nervousness, looked back and forth, and found that there was no one around, he laughed self-deprecatingly, shaking his hands and walking forward.

Hogsmeade, as a weekend pastime for Hogwarts students, is naturally not far from the school. It took only ten minutes for Nelson to climb over this small mountain bag and stand on the bridge leading to the campus.

"Huh... this is the first time I have come to school from this place." Nelson stuck his head out and looked at the bottomless abyss under the covered bridge. He took a deep breath and moved forward, and soon he reached the door of the school.

When he was raising his hand to ring the doorbell, the door opened with a "squeak".

A short, middle-aged man appeared in front of Nelson with a fog lamp. He easily opened the door to a gap that was large enough for a carriage to pass, tilted his head, and looked at the dusty Nelson in front of him.

"Mr. Ogg." Nelson took off his hat and bowed his head to say hello.

"Nelson Williams." Ogg's rough voice came. He snorted, turned around, and made a crisp sound of keys colliding on his body. He turned sideways, motioned for Nelson to enter, and said, "Professor Dumbledore let I am waiting for you here, but you are very punctual."

"Excuse me," Nelson said as he walked into the school gate, "Actually, I can come in by myself."

"Students going home should go through the door," Ogg still had that cold and rude appearance. He closed the door behind Nelson and put a huge lock on it, nagging, "I personally sent you out back then. The school gate, I didn’t expect to go out this trip and come back three or four years later."

"I didn't expect it either." Nelson smiled.

Ogg didn't speak until he took Nelson to the Black Lake and brought a long hook to a boat. He grunted and said, "Anyway, just come back."

Nelson was stunned, got on the boat and said, "Thank you."

"I didn't do anything," Ogg shook his head, propped the boat close to the castle, "The Black Lake is getting more and more unstable..."

As the boat approached, Nelson could finally see the full view of the castle clearly. The four towers guarded the central main building, and in front of the central gate, several people were standing.

Nelson narrowed his eyes and looked at the people.

There are two girls standing on the far left. One is tall, with long black hair and a beret. The gold and red badges are shining in the sun. The other is a little short and far away. I can't see it clearly, only a pair of round eyes are very eye-catching.

On the right side stood a pair of siblings. Except for Alphad's big shiny bald head that surprised Nelson, the two hadn't changed much in the past three years.

And among them, surrounded by a black-haired teenager in a black robe, watching Nelson approach, he raised his arm slightly, and suddenly thought that he should be more restrained, so he put his hands behind his back and pointed at Nelson’s Nodded slightly in the direction.

"Tom!"

Nelson smiled and called out his name aloud.

In the empty campus, the shout was extremely loud, and ripples rippled on the calm black lake. Nelson stepped forward and stood at the bow. Ogg was trying to lean the boat on the dock, but it was still a while away. distance.

Nelson stretched his hand down, and the hemp rope wrapped around the bow stake flew into his hand. He grabbed the knot and threw it forward. As if consciously, the rope climbed up to the dock and hooked the stake nailed there. When Ogg saw this, he pulled the rope and pulled hard, and the boat quickly approached the dock.

"Bang—" The side of the boat hit the pier.

Nelson jumped onto the pier, and the whole wooden pier shook. He turned his head and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Ogg."

"Go, I'll go first." Ogg shook his arm, loosened the knot, and swam back on the boat.

Nelson nodded, turned around, and walked towards the castle.

The Black Lake was very close to the main entrance of the castle, but this distance was too close, and Nelson walked for three full years.

"Hey, Tom," he stood at the door, standing in front of the five people who greeted him, his eyes tracing these familiar and unfamiliar faces, greeted one by one, "Walbuga, Alphad, Christian... Is there... Mettle?"

Tom looked at the guy in front of him who had only heard the sound for so many years and had not seen him. He bit his fist and opened his mouth to say something. Suddenly, a fat black figure dashed out from behind him. , When everyone did not react, he slammed into Nelson's belly!

Nelson was staggered, his eyes turned black, and he almost fell to the ground.

Tom hurriedly stepped forward and held him.

"What is it?" Nelson opened his eyes and saw Tom who was holding him in front of him, feeling his stomach turned upside down. He lowered his head and saw the arrogant "culprit" under Christian's feet-a fat tabby cat with a funny question mark painted on his face. He rubbed his stomach and said hello, "Hello, question mark." "

"Meow..." The question mark turned his head and didn't look at him, but Nelson smiled and bent down and hugged it in his arms.

"Are you all right?" The thousand words that Tom had prepared before were not used for a while, he looked at Nelson's stomach and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay." Nelson put his arms around Tom's shoulders. "The big deal is for Miss Joey to get me a golden stomach."

"Hahaha," the joke that only the two of them understood made Tom laugh. The people around him stared at him inexplicably. He turned around, reached out and grabbed Nelson's shoulder, carefully from head to toe. He looked at him and saw that the guy in front of him was intact. He nodded in satisfaction and said, "Alphad just made a bet to me that you will be late."

"Why?" Surrounded by everyone, Nelson walked into the castle, and he asked curiously, "I think I should always have a sense of time."

"Didn't it mean that the Hogwarts Express has recently been searched by Dementors?" Tom shrugged, but couldn't help but patted Nelson on the shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with you? Why are you shrinking?"

"?" A question mark slowly got angry from the top of Nelson's head, and the question mark in his arms also raised his head. The two question marks got together to express Nelson's doubts. He glanced up slightly and said irritably, "My three years You have grown 20 centimeters taller, and your height growth rate is abnormal. I suspect that you have illegally used the Bone Spirit."

"Hmph, so you didn't shrink," Tom shrugged, put his arm on Nelson's shoulder, and led him toward the Slytherin lounge.

"By the way, I brought you a gift," Nelson said to Tom mysteriously, "You will be pleasantly surprised."

After a while, a few people walked to the door of the Slytherin Lounge, talking and laughing. Along the way, everyone curiously asked about the anecdotes about Nelson's years of going out, but tacitly did not mention anything about three years ago. , Standing at the door of the lounge, Tom began to drive people, "Gnar just came back, he needs a rest."

He nodded seriously, as if there was such a thing.

"Okay," Walburga dragged his brother away, turned his head and said, "Let’s see you for dinner, I’ll prepare something delicious for you."

Christian wanted to say something, but was also pulled away by Mettle. Nelson noticed that she hadn't talked to Tom very much along the way. After watching the four people leave, he curiously asked Tom, "What's the matter with you? ?in argument?"

"Who knows? Maybe the little girl is in the rebellious period?" Tom shrugged, followed Nelson to the bedroom, and said indifferently, "But it's not important. By the way, where's your luggage?"

"How can this be unimportant? The relationship between brother and sister is still very important." Nelson opened the bedroom door, took out a few small **** from his pocket, and threw them on the bed. use."

Several suitcases appeared on Nelson's bed.

He held a half-painted red ball ~www.readwn.com~ and handed it to Tom, and said, "This is a gift I brought to you. It was originally intended for Senior Newt, but he has that magic I don’t think I need this."

"What is this?" Tom took the ball and looked at it in the palm of his hand.

"This thing can hold some magical animals that are inconvenient to carry on your body... well, or blood cursed orcs." Nelson picked up the water glass on the head of Tom's bed, changed it to the same, poured a glass of water and took a sip, and said. "You said you forgot to throw someone in the cemetery. She spent three years watching the grave there."

"Nagini?" Tom looked at the ball in his hand, and then visually inspected the area of ​​the bedroom, put away the idea of ​​putting it here, raised his head and looked at Nelson, and asked seriously, "You How are the years?"

"Don't you know? We communicate frequently." Nelson leaned his back on Tom's forehead. "Did you have a fever."

"Bah!" Tom turned his head to avoid the black hand extended by Nelson, grabbed it, and continued to ask, "Of course I can see that you are healthy. I mean in other respects, you can't get through owls, right?"

"That's not enough," Nelson shook his head. "It shouldn't be a problem to me, but some stories may not be finished for three days and three nights... I really want to tell you a good one." Jumping to Hogwarts, my classmate is Voldemort Chapter 163 Reunion Green Reading-Hogwarts, my classmate is Voldemort [Jump]

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