My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Tom, here is an empty copy. Do you have any other books on herbal medicine? One is enough."

"No, you can put this "Mandrake—The Fairy with Leaves" there."

"Well, you can just put it next to the ladder together, I'll come down and take it later..."

In the secret room, Nelson stepped on a ladder to crawl on the wall directly opposite the Slytherin statue. When he went to find Dumbledore, Tom remodeled the secret room and built a huge wall on this wall. His bookshelf was piled up with books to be stacked next to him. Although he kept saying that this was "necessary sorting just thought of", careful Nelson discovered that these books had already been sorted out.

Tom said: "They were displayed like this when they were taken out of the Slytherin column."

"Is the history of Lihen Bookstore so long?" Nelson grinned and picked up a "Human Body Deformation" with an invoice from Lihen Bookstore from the pile of books, and stuffed it into the top of his head.

"Maybe this is what Slytherin bought at Lihen Bookstore back then." Tom shouted, standing behind Nelson, "I found out there are a few more books on Transfiguration, then!"

Nelson turned around and hooked his leg to the ladder leg. Tom was holding the belt and tossing a stack of new books wrapped in kraft paper. Seeing Nelson turned around, he took the belt and threw it away.

"Wow."

Nelson reached out to hook the stack of books, swung it twice to ease his momentum, and carried it into his arms.

"My intention was to let you pick it up with a floating spell." Tom's expression was subtle, and the weight of the stack of books was unclear. "I remember Felius said that we are wizards, not baboons wielding a magic wand. "

"Too lazy to move, it's good to be a carefree baboon." Nelson shrugged, tearing open the wrapped kraft paper and taking a look inside. It turned out to be a set of magic tricks of how to use transfiguration to simulate the Irish Leprechaun. Long **...

"Is this kind of books really sold?" With the corners of his mouth twitching the stack of books into the bookshelf, Nelson muttered, "No wonder it's wrapped in kraft paper."

"It's not clear. These books wrapped in kraft paper are all waste paper prices," Tom shrugged and said, "I went to Knockoff Alley to buy at the time, and the boss said everything would be packaged and sold to me. Anyway, I thought about it. It's not valuable. If you can't see the book, it's great to use it as a spellcasting material or as a fire."

"You can always find some treasures in such strange places." Nelson climbed down the ladder with a book in his hand, jumped down when there was still some distance from the ground, then landed lightly, clapping his hands. Dust, looking at Tom, who was a little tired and wiping his sweat, walked over and said, "Actually, I think it is necessary for wizards to exercise more. I found that most of the black magic and defense against the dark arts have a very small attack range, even only one. Ray, if you can dodge it, then no amount of powerful magic will help."

"Hmm," Tom hummed and took the two drinks that Nagini had rolled with a snaketail, handed one to Nelson, took his own breath and drank half of it, and said, "I'm a wizard, I'm not here. The baboons rolling around on the ground, I didn’t learn magic to be pushed around by others.”

"That's true," Nelson was pleased. He nodded and pointed to the bookshelf. "If you can learn the magic of the Irish Leprechaun, you can even conjure up a lot of gold coins to bribe your opponents, thus directly avoiding a game. fighting."

"Little dwarf?" Tom continued for half a cup and asked curiously, "Don't I know that kind of thing, is that kind of green villain? They also have magic."

"You're prejudice," Nelson shrugged and took a sip of Tom's drink. "It tastes good, is it grass juice... Leprechauns must be magical as magical animals. They even have their own society, language, and writing. ."

"It's really prejudice," Tom nodded after thinking about it. "When I was wandering in Knockturn Alley, I met a wizard who wanted to steal money from an old lady. Then their house elf suddenly appeared and took the wizard. After a beating, I always thought that house elves could only cook and wash clothes."

"The magic of house elves is not weak at all," Nelson nodded. "Newt told me that there are many magical creatures, they all possess the wisdom and magic power of wizards, but wizards seem to have failed They take it seriously."

"Last year there was a class on the history of magic. I lost sleep. I heard from Professor Bins that the goblin rebellion posed a great threat to the wizards. At the beginning, it was because the wizards did not use these wands who did not work in Gringotts. Greedy little dwarf takes it seriously," Tom talked freely, eager to show off his knowledge of the history of magic. "Later they realized that something was not right. At that time, the goblin had already penetrated Diagon Alley, and they had a magic wand in their hands. Marching towards the Ministry of Magic."

"Speaking of prejudice, I think of a very interesting thing. Wizards are not only prejudiced against magical animals, but they are also full of prejudice within them," Nelson said, leaning on a pillar and shaking the glass in his hand, "Very interesting. In some people’s minds, some stupid prejudices are even more important than more important things."

"Prejudice can explain the position, can you have any more important things?"

"No, I was wrong. There is a logical error in my sentence. It is obvious that in the hearts of those who are full of prejudices, these prejudices are much more important than the so-called ‘more important things’."

"Isn't this a normal thing?" Tom curled his lips, bypassed Nelson, and directed the rags and mops behind his back to clean the bookshelves full of dangdang. "Do you expect everyone's brains to be normal? Then the world can really be peaceful. ."

"This is also a way of thinking." Nelson nodded seriously, found a recliner with a good angle, sat down on it, opened the book he had brought down, read and gestured.

"Make everyone's mind normal? You might as well cast the Imperius Curse on them one by one."

Tom snapped his fingers, and there was a light above Nelson's head that suddenly came on. It happened to the extent that he did not struggle to read, but the light did not dazzle the eyes.

He took the book and lay down on the other recliner, and put the book directly on his face.

"You don't know. Although I have always advocated that everyone has their own strengths, I later learned that I was wrong. Some people's intelligence is too short as a weakness. Talking to stupid people is a torture."

"You still advocated this?" Nelson smiled lightly. "Really, it's the first time I've heard of it."

"You don't know, I took a lot of effort to help some of the less intelligent people in this school."

"Then I really mean they thank you." Nelson tilted his head, raised his wand, and lightly cursed a small bug flying around him. Under the "torture" of magic, it constantly changed its shape and even changed its race. Until Nelson lifted the deformation and let it go.

For a while, only the sound of flipping books and the "cracking" of candles was left in the secret room.

…

"Snapped!"

After a while, Nelson closed the book suddenly, and the crisp sound was very clear in the secret room. He held it in his arms, searched for Nagini, and said, "We didn't mean to find changes for Nagini before. Is there a way to return to people? I have some ideas."

"What?" Before Nagini could crawl over, the "asleep" Tom suddenly appeared in front of Nelson.

"You know, I caught the despicable Helbo before," Nelson said solemnly. "It is also a coincidence that the blood curse and the basilisk were created by him. I even suspect that Nagini inherited the blood curse. Maybe he did it."

"Tsk, it's abnormal." Tom was speechless, and asked, "Did you torture him about the cure of the blood curse?"

"If you ask, I will definitely come to solve the curse as soon as possible, but unfortunately, he can't solve the blood curse by himself."

Hearing this, Nagini, who was slowly crawling, stopped, and Tom froze in place.

"But it's not impossible, not to mention the curse of blood curse can't tolerate delay, so I can only say it now."

Nelson tapped the hard cover of the book in his arms with the knuckle of the index finger of his right hand.

"I had always wanted to conceive a treatment plan with a high success rate and good results, but it was far from perfection. I didn't expect to see this book today." After a while, he finally spoke and picked up the old book in his arms. With a wave, "The Human Body Transformation, which is currently on the market, is the fifteenth edition after review and re-editing. Many old concepts of'wrong' have been deleted. The one in my hand may be Slytherin's back then. Look, it's very different from the current version."

"How big is it? Are the spells different?"

"To be precise, it may only be a curse." Nelson turned his head, looked at Nagini who didn't know when he came to him, and asked, "I ask you a question, I hope you can tell me, okay? "

Nagini nodded.

"Why did you eat Tom's streaked partridge in the first place?" Nelson asked solemnly.

(Tom: It's the Bar-headed Owl...)

Nagini raised his head and did not move.

"Forget it, let me ask you." Nelson shook his head and said, "Are you not impressed, and fighting with us when you wake up?"

Nagini nodded, and Nelson's expression became more serious.

"The blood curse is a curse against the soul. What's more terrifying is that it is inherited." He said in a deep voice, "The ultimate outcome of the blood curse orcs is to completely become a beast and lose everything as a human being. Memories, only the instincts of beasts remain..."

When Nagini heard these words, his body was a little stiff, and Tom next to him lowered his head and stroked the scales on top of her head.

"Nagini, I always had doubts back then. You used to be a wizard, and there are so many things to eat in London, so even if you are hungry and cold, there is no need to steal a wizard's owl." Nelson said, "So I Judging, you have lost your mind at that time, and you will even become a snake completely. Now you may not be able to change your body back to a human, but even your soul will change later."

"Nall, don't scare her!" Tom said reproachfully.

"This is not a fright. I calculated it. The day when Nagini is completely transformed into a snake is getting closer and closer. I think, even if we have nothing to do, we must try when the day approaches."

"So is there a way? How to get into the blood curse?" Tom was a little anxious, "Aren't you going to force a confession? Let me do it."

"The blood curse cannot be lifted," Nelson shook his head. "The blood cursed orc looks deformed, but it only looks like this. From the soul level, it is more like assimilation or fusion."

He took the ring inlaid with the resurrection stone from his pocket and put it on his hand. A thick white mist quickly surged outwards centered on him, quickly enveloping Tom and Nagini.

Stepping on the ground made of white fog, Tom saw Nelson standing beside him thinking, and Nagini lying on the ground struggling, translucent.

"I'm right, she only has the soul to come in, and she can't be counted as a complete soul." A small white misty hand stretched out from the ground, tearing Nagini's soul, Nelson stepped forward and stomped. Stomping his feet, the white mist of three or four meters around him has completely dissipated, and Nagini's soul is sparsely padded, but it is also very stable.

Tom looked at Nagini's spirit body. It was not the human figure he had imagined, but a big snake like her body. Only the snake's eyes were somewhat human-like, and her body had very few human parts.

"You see, this kind of alienation is not deformed, and it is irreversible. It is already very deep now." Nelson took a small notebook and circled Nagini. "I guess, the beast inherited from their family's blood. It is a snake. It is rooted in the soul of every female family member. From the day of birth, it has assimilated their souls non-stop."

"Can it be changed back?" Tom only paid attention to the most fundamental questions.

"My thoughts are like this. Physically, I find that the blood cursed orc is like a natural Animagus. I think that since she has human rationality and thinking, it is feasible to learn Animagus. I am going to help. She practiced Animagus and turned from a beast to a human." Nelson said, "If it fails, the human body deforms enough to solve the problem."

"What about the soul?" Tom grasped the point.

"The most difficult thing for a blood curse orc is the soul. We have to find a way to separate the snake from Nagini. Today, when I was in Dumbledore's office, Grindelwald gave me an idea." Nelson said, holding his chin, "in In the illusion, without the protection of the body, Nagini's soul can be directly presented in front of us. Her soul hides a snake that cannibalize and assimilate her. The former wizards were most afraid of the blood curse pulling the host to death, but in the blur. The illusion, the soul can only be sent by me... We only need to find it and destroy it. This shouldn't be a problem for us-I don't know if you have discovered that the enemies we have fought together are mostly snakes."