My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"This is what you said about the safe house? Ahem!"

The closed pet shop finally opened its door after many years, but apart from the rats that were overwhelming, there was no animal here. Nelson approached the shop, and a damp and rotten dust smell rushed over his face. He covered his mouth and nose. I found an iron cage that looked fairly clean and brushed it gently on the top. When a thicker cloud of smoke rose up, Nelson finally gave up the idea of ​​finding a place to sit.

"I feel quite safe, especially under certain extreme conditions that I expected. I believe no one would think of us hiding here." Tom shrugged, and by the way a transparent layer was erected around Nelson and himself. After the barrier, he took out a broken cabinet from the door, opened the door, raised his wand and pointed at the store, "The whirlwind swept away!"

A strong wind comparable to a hurricane swept the corners of the store, all the dust was lifted up, and the air in the store instantly became turbid. Using "dirty things in the air" can not describe the degree of filth in the store at all, another way of saying it —There is wind in the dirt. Fortunately, Tom set up the barrier in advance, otherwise he and Nelson might have to soak in disinfectant water for a few days.

"I mean, it doesn't seem to be very safe on its own." Nelson saw that several dirty mice were also caught in the wind, entangled in an unusually strong cobweb, making a desperate squeak. , He retracted his gaze and said, "I mean, these rats or something may be infected with some diseases, you know, the Black Death, cholera, dysentery and so on."

"Not anymore." Tom waved his wand vigorously in the direction of the cabinet. The dirt swept out by the wind, the garbage in the store, and the old furniture were all rolled into the cabinet. Then he pushed hard into the air. The door slammed shut, and Tom wiped his sweat and said, "It's very useful. The vanishing cabinet I bought at the Bojinbok Magic Store before."

"The vanishing cabinet?" Nelson slapped his lips and said, "Do you know where the other side of the cabinet is connected?"

"I don't know, but if you know, you can't use it as a trash can." Tom grabbed two green chains from the handle of the cabinet and fastened the door firmly. Swing back to the door, clapping his hands, and said, "Anyway, I lock it up every time I throw out the trash, and I can't find where I am on the other side."

"Good way, it's really convenient to throw garbage like this..." Nelson didn't know what to say, but hoped that the other disappearing cabinet would not be placed in a hapless kitchen.

"Well, we can renovate the safe house."

Said it was "decoration". In fact, Tom had already prepared all kinds of lamps and furniture. With only a light command, they each completed their mission. The chandeliers nailed themselves to the ceiling with screws, and the candles bounced around. Climbing into the recesses of the chandeliers and wall lamps, the long rod in the closet resembles a leader, gesticulating and pointing at other furniture, seeming to calibrate their direction and position. Tom removed the dust barrier. I didn't know where to get the two small benches, took out two more bottles of Butterbeer, and handed Nelson a bottle.

Nelson sniffed. The air was much better than at the beginning. He pulled the tab on the glass bottle, swallowed the bubble-filled drink, and asked, "So, you see from Karaktacus’s memory. Arrived at your mother?"

"Um..." Tom nodded and said, "If I guessed correctly, she is."

"What did you see?" Nelson asked curiously.

"I saw a thin pregnant woman who came to the black shop in Bogimbok on a rainy night. She wanted to exchange the most precious thing on her body for something worthy of money." Tom's voice rose sharply, and it suddenly became again. Slowly, he said after a long while, "I saw Karaktakus bought Slytherin's locket with ten gallons... I was ready to see her like the man said, yes A woman who treats her life like a grass and only pays attention to her own preferences, she did not expect to see her at the first glance that she was so sick, and even... it seems that she will be alive in a few days, relying on ten gallons, I can I don’t know how I was born."

"Tom..." Nelson opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and finally suffocated, "Is the purchasing power of ten gallons so strong back then?"

"Haha, you guy." Tom was amused by Nelson's words, smiled and shook his head.

"The first time I saw my parents, they were also very downhearted," Nelson shrugged and said, "The two of them were fighting Grindelwald at the time. In my opinion, the probability of their victory is very...very slim. .But I think no matter what kind of person your mother is, since she can drag the sick body until you are born, then she must hope that you can grow up healthy, of course, I don’t know how many times this kind of nonsense has been said. And you have indeed grown up healthy."

"Yeah," Tom nodded and said, "Don't worry, I don't have so many fragile emotions. I have no reason to have any emotions for a person who has been dead for so many years. Those things have long been lost and disappeared. The cabinet is gone!"

"It's good to get used to it," Nelson advised as a "comer," "Fate always likes to joke with us."

In fact, Tom was already prepared. He was willing to accept the "truth" that his mother he had never met was a worthless mediocre wizard or a wicked dark wizard. In the communication with his cold father, he even I have already sketched the image of a witch holding a potion bottle, wrapped in a black viper, laughing "Jie Jie Jie" and wielding a magic wand to release black magic, but God made him a big joke—this The woman is completely different from what she imagined. She is too mediocre, too pitiful, and too difficult to look directly at. Maybe only a bad-hearted, hard-hearted guy like Karaketakus can face Melo before his death. General Shi still has the mind to drill camp.

No matter what big people or bad guys meet, Tom can do everything, but he will be at a loss when facing such a poor bug. What makes him sad is that Merope was already ashamed when he entered the Bogembock Magic Store. Look. She completely lost her expectation for life, but she wanted to replace some of the money to make a living—she kept holding her belly, even if Tom was slow, she would understand that she was only for the purpose of allowing herself to be born into this world. .

Tom lowered his head and was speechless for a while. He was even a little grateful that Merope had passed away prematurely, so that he would not have to face this humble and miserable woman at the end of his life, and he realized that he could not think like that. Is the child glad that his mother died early?

He buried his head and scratched his scalp vigorously. Nelson stretched out his hand to comfort him, but for a moment he didn't know what to say, so he retracted his hand, walked silently to the side, and took out some large ball plugs. Enter the corners of the shop.

"I don't know how much the old fellow Karaktakus made!" Tom suddenly raised his head and gritted his teeth. He was terrified of the weakness he had just revealed, and found a target of empathy at the right time. The whole body's resentment vented to the target, "I must make him pay!"

"What's the price?" Nelson asked without looking back, manipulating a bird turned into a candle head, flying to the ceiling and throwing the ball in his mouth into the chandelier. "Seriously, I feel This old man is sluggish."

"Of course he is stunned. He cheated a pregnant woman's money, cheated a dying pregnant woman's money? This is something human can do? But it is also true. People who can make Horcruxes are already ghosts."

Tom angrily said, he was very regretful at the moment, why didn't he directly reward Karaktacus with a killing curse before in Knockdown Alley, so that it would undoubtedly be much more difficult to trouble him again.

But he himself may not have realized that at this moment, he did not consider what Merope did, did not consider whether she was to blame for her end, he just stood on Merope’s side for no reason—maybe As a compassionate bystander, or perhaps as a son whose mother has never met.

Nelson stood under the chandelier, watching the little white wax bird flying around with joy, showing an unconcealable smile.

"Nal, what are you laughing at? Have you thought of a good idea?"

"I just feel a little happy," Nelson smiled and turned his head. The bird was softened and melted by the candle on the chandelier, and finally turned into a puddle of wax, dripping on the ground, and quickly solidified. "Speaking of a good idea, I really thought of one. Do you think Karaktakus is very similar to Helbo? I even think Helbo is his ancestor."

"You mean let Helbo deal with him?"

"Uh..." Nelson scratched his head. "I didn't think so. I just thought it must be interesting to keep them together. But it's okay to let Helbo deal with him. I'm also looking forward to it. Two faceless old men What kind of sparks of passion can be rubbed by immortality."

"But can you guarantee to control Helbo?" Tom expressed his concerns. "He is much more difficult to deal with than Karaktakus."

"We can change the method. Borkin Bok of Karaktakus has provided me with new ideas." Nelson reached into his pocket, fumbled for a moment, then clenched his fist to Tom, and Tom looked curiously. , I saw Nelson stretch out his hand, and a blue eyeball appeared in his hand. Unlike those of the corpse, this blue eyeball has only one pupil, and the texture is more like rock, like a craft made of crystal. , Shining in the light, Nelson threw his eyeballs into Tom's hands and said, "I have studied it roughly. This thing has the ability to transmit thoughts, and it is very practical for the spirit body of Helbo."

"Oh? This is not the same as those."

"Yes, the fire is not bad, I will bring it back."

"Are you sure?"

"There are no things that are completely certain in the world," Nelson said, "but I can guarantee that even if a complete Helbo appears in front of me, as long as he is indeed the once infamous dark wizard, he can't Conquer me-I don't know why. Many of the magic that Grindelwald has taught me in the past few years are related to the soul. I think he might have foreseen something?"

"Did you not foresee anything?" Tom raised his eyebrows. "Aren't you also a prophet?"

"You will become a bald head in the future," Nelson said casually. Seeing Tom subconsciously stretch his hand to the top of his head, he smiled and waved his hand and said, "I lied to you. Your shampoo will work very well."

"Hmph." Tom snorted coldly, turned his head, and asked, "Should I go and release Helbo now?"

Nelson shook his head, took out a bottle of Butterbeer from Tom’s pocket, ran back to the lamp, and drank it on his own. "I have to wait, I haven’t figured out if there is anything else hidden in this thing. Function or magic, I have to find a place to look up the information, so I have to let them play freely for a while... By the way, can't you see what Karaktacus is thinking?"

"Only when he is very emotional." Tom added.

"That's enough, I think, we might as well follow his thoughts and see how he can do nothing but nothing. It must be very interesting." Nelson said, scratching his chin.

"Will that be too slow?" Tom was a little suspicious. "It may happen that too long time."

"Don't worry, even if something is abnormal, what does it have to do with us? I don't know Chamberlain and Karkaroff." Nelson laughed, "and his group of allies are quite big in the wizarding world of Britain. energy."

"Yeah, they may cause us trouble."

"What are you afraid of? Tom. UU reading www.uukānshu.com" Nelson suddenly approached, staring at Tom and said seriously, "Don't you think that Slytherin's descendants are more suitable to stand than an old but not dead commissary owner. Is it in the center of that group of people?"

"But I feel sick when I see those pretentious pure-blood wizards." Tom shrugged, "Those stuffy brains, I never thought they could do anything."

"But they are rich and powerful," Nelson said. "They lack a brain, so they need someone to be their brain."

…

"Speaking of it, Nar." Time passed quickly and dusk fell, and the stomachs of the two young men screamed, and the shop was completely renewed, the decoration and furnishings were in order, and Nelson was hiding in various corners After the ball, with the blessing of various spells and institutions, this small storefront has truly become a "safe house." Tom straightened the last chair and raised his head and shouted, "I remember Mrs. Cole said that she I died soon after giving birth."

"Well, I remember she said it." Nelson nodded.

"Then Mrs. Cole should know where she is buried?" Tom raised his head, looked at Nelson, blinked, and said:

"When will you accompany me to see her!"

"When?"

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