My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"This is Nelson Williams, one of Hogwarts' best students."

At dawn the next day, Nelson arrived in Professor Slughorn's office early to wait for him.

Early in the morning, he was called to the lounge by Walburga, and he was fiddled with like a puppet. Walburga’s formation can be called "dressed up", only those ornaments dotted on his body. Let him weigh ten kilograms out of thin air. It is said that the person who came today is a big man. He came to Hogwarts to discuss important matters with the professors. It was only incidental to come and watch him.

"Harry Potter was wearing jeans when he first met the Minister of Magic..."

Nelson rubbed his eyes, yawned in a low voice, and was interrupted three or four times by the yawn.

"What are you talking about? By the way, what about Tom?"

Walb called to his younger brother, who was also yawning, and put a black belt dotted with emeralds on Nelson's waist. The two of them pulled on both ends of the belt together, and Nelson felt that he was stepped on by an elephant, as if he was cut in the waist. general.

"It's nothing, he's still sleeping..." Nelson shook his head, took the brand-new school uniform robe that Tom had left him and put it on him, put his arms into his sleeves, feeling the thorns coming from his stomach. Pain, Nelson relaxed the belt with his hand hiding under the robe, and said while pretending to fasten the button, "I just think that you have to do so many things, and you still have to be covered by the uniform robe in the end."

After being glared at by Walburga, Nelson changed his wording: "I mean, I am not going to marry the Minister of Magic, some are not worthy of your high class goods."

Walburga nodded in satisfaction.

"Are you talking about Porter?" Walburga said, "Of course they can dress casually. In the second half of last year, the Porter family donated a large sum of Galleons to the Ministry of Magic! I have to say to the bald Britain. It’s a huge profit for people to sell shampoo! I don’t know which Potter you saw? Don’t even dress casually. If he wants to sit on the Minister of Magic’s lap and smoke, the Minister may have to think about it.”

"It's nice to have money."

Nelson smacked his lips, lifted his chin, and let Walburga tie himself a green bow tie that made him panic.

"It's just that money doesn't work," Walburga carefully tightened her bow tie, causing Nelson to hurt her neck. She patted Nelson's face and began to fiddle with her hair, and said, "Our family is also very rich. But the minister doesn't like it. I can't understand why our family's money is'dead money'. Is it true that the real money is fake money made by the little dwarf?"

"Maybe this is the minister."

"Maybe this is the Minister." Walburga repeated. She let go of Nelson, grabbed his shoulders and looked around, nodding in satisfaction. Then she let go of Nelson and put a mirror in front of Nelson.

"Not bad." Nelson looked at himself in the mirror and twisted his neck satisfied. Although his neck still felt like being locked in a husky, he still looked handsome, but Nelson still didn't understand the undersides of the robes. What is the meaning of the accessories? He admired the handsome guy in the mirror, admiring him, "Walbuga, I didn't expect you to have this hand."

"I have more hands," Walburga raised his eyebrows triumphantly, pressed down a bunch of upright hair on Nelson's head without leaving a trace, and said, "My curse is the best in my class. Okay! I modified a paste spell so that it can be shaped permanently."

"Does it mean that after sticking something on the wall, it will never be taken off?"

"Yes, Merlin can't even take it down."

"It's amazing. Morgana should ask you about this magic so that she can stick herself behind Merlin."

"I'm going to draw a few portraits in the future. When I die, I will use this magic sticker on the wall, one on the door of our house and the other on the door of Slytherin," Walburga broke his fingers and imagined that he would become famous. In the following scenes, Nelson's hair was twisted around his fingers, and he showed a perverted smile, "Presumably the little guy in the future wants to exchange magic with a good witch like me."

Nelson shrank her neck and thought of a terrible scene: a perverse white-haired old lady glared at everyone who entered her house and yelled at everyone, and her son would spend half of the money every day. Strengthen her to cover her with curtains.

"They will." Nelson nodded, as long as she didn't scold herself.

"Okay!" Walburga finally got the hair on top of Nelson's head. She clapped her hands with satisfaction, appreciating her achievements, and nodded and said, "It's so handsome! I bet you, if it doesn't happen within today If someone gives you a love letter, I will cover your food for the rest of your life."

"It's not necessary..."

"It is said that staying with good-looking people is easy to be affected and getting handsome. Why is Alphad still so disgusting?" She now sees how her younger brother looks unpleasant.

"I think Alphad looks good..."

"Then you go and spend time with him! Take him away from Black's house!" Walburga glared at the direction of the girls' dormitory, rolled his eyes, and said, "The child has your last name, oh no, he told you Any surname is fine."

"Is this too fast? I haven't met my uncle and auntie yet," a Slytherin girl came down the stairs with a slice of bread in her mouth, said hello to Walburga, and laughed. "Wal Bouga, congratulations, you have harmed all Slytherins, and there are still people who want to believe in you."

"Scourge?" Walburga snorted and turned Nelson, who had not figured out the situation, over, "Look at—"

"Sorry, I think Professor Slughorn may have to wait."

Nelson broke free, opened the door and ran away. He didn't even have time to eat breakfast, which is why he got to the office even earlier than Professor Slughorn himself.

"Nelson, it was really early." Professor Slughorn was stunned when he saw Nelson, but he quickly reacted, stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulder, and introduced him to the two wizards accompanying him. Two, you can see that after I told Nelson that you were visiting last night, he took it very seriously. An excellent young wizard like him will certainly not cherish the opportunity to learn and ask for advice from a long-famous wizard."

"Oh?" The old man of the two wizards seemed to be full of interest in Nelson. He stepped forward, stared at Nelson, glanced around, nodded, seemingly satisfied with his decent dress, and asked softly. To, "Looking forward to the opportunity to learn from me and ask for advice? Williams, do you know who I am?"

Nelson raised his head and watched the old wizard who jumped out. He had short, tough silver hair, and his thin cheeks were a little bit mean. He wore a gleaming silver wizard robe. He had nothing but a Merlin first class medal. A little decoration, although it was a little different from the first time I saw it, Nelson still recognized who he was.

Professor Slughorn buttoned his back and was a little speechless. He didn't know who was coming today. How could Nelson know that he was about to take a step forward to make a round. He didn't expect Nelson behind him to move. Seems to know this old wizard.

Professor Slughorn turned around and saw Nelson, who bowed his head, performed a standard wizarding ceremony, and said in a deep voice, "It is my honor to see you, Judge Shafik."

"You actually know me?" Judge Shafik acted a little happily. He happily shook hands with Nelson and said, "I thought young people now only know Dumbledore, or some Quidditch stars and singers. What."

"I saw you at the public trial of Professor Dumbledore. You were the presiding judge at that time." Nelson told the truth.

"Oh? Was the trial of Albus?" Judge Shafik seemed to be recalled and said to himself, "It was a pity that Albus was not convicted, otherwise the effect would be much better."

Professor Slughorn coughed violently, and Judge Shafik was relieved and realized that discussing this topic on the site of Hogwarts was not very good, and he smiled at Slughorn. Closed his mouth.

"Let's go, two, and Nelson," Professor Slughorn opened the office door and greeted a few people to change places. "Let's go to the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake. I cleaned up a piece of ground on the lawn where they meet. , You can bear whatever test you want."

"Haha, Horace, it's not necessary," the young wizard followed Slughorn out of the office and followed in his footsteps. "This is a patron saint curse, and it's not a dangerous high-risk curse."

Nelson and Judge Shafik stayed in the office. Shafik took a deep look at Nelson, but Nelson, who had not looked at him, seemed to feel the line of sight. He turned his head and looked at Shafik at each other. After a while, he made a " "Please" gesture.

Judge Shafik nodded and walked out behind the young man. Nelson closed the door and hung from behind and approached the forbidden forest.

The students passing by were all curious about this strange combination, but looking at Slughorn, who was looking serious in his new clothes, no one dared to stop Nelson and ask what was going on.

When you walked out of the castle, the closer you were to the Black Lake, the fewer students you could see, but Judge Shafik became more and more interested in Nelson, and he began to talk to Nelson one at a time.

"Williams, have you really released a complete patron saint?" He glanced at the two people who were hooking their shoulders in front of him, then beckoned to Nelson to get him closer.

"Aren't you looking for me for this? Judge Shafik," Nelson replied. "If so, will Wizengamo get any reward?"

"Reward?" Judge Shafik suddenly raised his face and asked, "Don't you know that using this high-risk spell privately is a serious violation of confidentiality laws?"

"I don't know, Your Honor," Nelson asked after Judge Shafik in a low voice, "Will the summons of Wissengamo be sent directly to Hogwarts? Whether the trial day can be selected on the weekend, I do not really want to influence Learn."

"..."

Judge Shafik laughed blankly. It turned out that this Nelson was just a nerd who was silly in reading, which made him happy. Judge Shafik's thinking even began to diverge. When Nelson cast the patron saint curse, what he thought was Not your own perfect score?

He cleared his throat and said, "As for your situation, we will discuss it later. We must not tolerate the shaman who violated the confidentiality law."

"Thank you," Nelson agreed, nodded in agreement, "You are right, especially the wizard who manages the dementors in the Ministry of Magic, who sent this dangerous creature to Hogmore without restraint. De, if it weren't for me to be there, it would be hard to imagine what kind of attack the express would encounter..."

While talking, Nelson shook his head regretfully, "The only passengers on that bus were old, weak, women and children except me. Even if I was not in Hogsmeade at the time, I might choose to stand by because of the fear of secrecy. Dare to imagine the consequences of that."

"You said... uh, eh?" Judge Shafik found the blind spot. The kid behind him knew the confidentiality law, but he had been here since just now.

"Is it?..."

Judge Shafik shook his heart, then quickly shook his head, calmed down, cleared his throat, and continued to speak, "In view of your record of repelling the Dementors alone and your age, Wiesen Gamo Will agree to give you some rewards to encourage students to learn advanced magic."

"There is no need for rewards, your Honor, just send me the compensation."

Nelson shook his head and politely declined.

"Compensation?"

"I received a white paper on "Emergency Management Regulations for Handling Magical Animal Hazards" at the Broken Cauldron Bar. The regulations give British wizards the right to unrestricted defense when they are infringed by magical beasts~www.readwn.com~ and in the magical animal disaster In, victims have the right to claim compensation when they are injured by an officially hired magical animal... Judge Shafik, the Ministry of Magic has to pay a lot of money.

Judge Shafik cleared his throat again. Today, there seemed to be a mouthful of thick sputum in his throat and his eyes were not clean. As Wisengamo’s police officer, he even forgot this white paper. The Ministry of Magic’s treatment of magical animals There is strong discrimination, the entire Ministry of Magic currently does not have a hired worker other than humans, and even the cleaning work is handed over to some dumb guns, and even house elves are not willing to hire one.

Unexpectedly, this young ordinance was carried out here today.

Judge Shafik cleared his throat again, and the foreign body sensation in his mouth became stronger. He felt that this yin and yang kid in front of him was always strange in some places, but he was relieved after all. Maybe his character is like this.

"Let's go, Williams." He waited a few steps for Nelson, and led him to the smooth grass between the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest. Professor Slughorn and the fellow with Judge Shafik were walking with him. The young people stood together with a cube covered with black cloth beside them.

Nelson felt hairy in his heart. He knew that his dean had always been wild, but shouldn't it be a living dementor under this black cloth? Jumping to Hogwarts, my classmate is Lord Voldemort Chapter 177, Lord Judge, the times have changed green Reading-Hogwarts, my classmate is Voldemort-Novel Reading Network..., if not To automatically jump, please click [Jump]

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