My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Nelson Wiltning Williams."

On the lowest floor of the newly built building of the Ministry of Magic, there is a round black hall like an amphitheater-a solemn black platform is located in the middle of the hall, surrounded by black stone high-back chairs arranged in a circle upwards, revealing There is an icy, solemn and even inhumane atmosphere. The dome of the hall is extremely high, but it is depressing. A complicatedly shaped Libra rune sits on the dome, revealing a golden light that symbolizes authority. The lighting task of the whole hall.

Judge Shafik was dressed in a silver robe draped with the sun, moon and stars, gleaming in the gloomy environment. He leaned on a wooden scepter higher than himself, looking at Nelson, who was standing opposite, slowly. Slowly read his name.

"Is it me?"

"Yes it is."

Nelson was dressed in a pure black dress gown, slightly nodded, without any lace decoration on his body, and his entire face was hidden in the darkness under the light source.

"Honor must not be abandoned or forgotten, even if our war is over."

Judge Shafik waved the scepter that looked like a small sapling from the side of the road, and said vigorously:

"A long time ago, long before you and I were born, a certain evil black wizard captured and cultivated an army of monsters that feed on human souls. This monster that has never appeared in the world was Later, people called dementors, and there were very few ways to resist them. The wizards who lived in fear only avoided death."

As he said, he picked up the scepter and slammed it **** the ground. A loud noise that hit the soul reverberated in the whole hall. Then, the surrounding light was shining, and the octagonal star badges emitting dazzling silver light. Slowly emerging, under the light, the Wisengama wizards who couldn't see their faces in the audience finally revealed their figures. Judge Shafik released his hand, and the scepter floated beside him. , His scrutinizing eyes crossed the hook nose, staring straight at Nelson, and continued:

"The first generation of the Guardian Knights was born with the hope of salvation by the people. Some of them studied and targeted magic, some organized wizards to resist and evacuate, some embarked on an endless journey of seeking help, and others chose themselves. After breaking, incarnate as a ghost, to explore the secrets of the soul...Finally, with their efforts, a curse was developed, a curse representing hope that was spawned with pure positive emotions as energy, the patron saint curse, at first, It was born to fight the Dementors, Nelson Wiltning Williams, do you know this history?"

"I understand." Nelson replied.

"In that era, every wizard who mastered the curse of the patron saint acted as the patron saint of their guarding the area. Every day of their lives, under the sun and the moon, the stars and the dark clouds, they guarded the desperate and harassed people. You Willing to inherit their will and become a member of the Guardian Knights?"

"I do." Nelson nodded.

"Very good." Judge Shafik said with satisfaction, "Even though the dementors have been completely domesticated by wizards now, even if Wizengamo's proposal to stop honoring users of the patron saint is on the agenda, even with this badge. It may be the last badge of the Knights of the Guardian issued by Wissengamer, but I still believe that we should do this to pass on this epic history."

"I feel admired for the deeds of the wizards of the Knights. When I heard their stories, my blood surged and my heart beat faster." Nelson read the arranged lines loudly and loudly.

"Are you willing to inherit their business? As a user of the patron saint curse, you have a natural mission to confront despair!"

"I do."

"Are you willing to protect the wizard in times of crisis?"

"I am willing to protect everyone who deserves to be protected."

Nelson said softly, Judge Shafik frowned, but quickly calmed down his expression. Nelson said something different from the rehearsal, but did not affect the content of the sentence.

"Are you willing to help anyone who asks you for help when they are harassed by a dementor?"

"I will prevent this kind of infringement from happening."

"Are you willing to be the guardian of the wizard, even if the war with the Dementor is over?"

"I am willing to protect humanity."

"Very good!" Judge Shafik pursed his lips. From the beginning of the question and answer, Nelson said every sentence different from the rehearsal. He just assumed that the young man was too nervous to forget the words, and added the meaning of the sentence. If there is no omission, he ignored it and said, "Then, tell me."

"Life gives me the courage to survive."

Judge Shafik closed his eyes and read the oath of the year in a strange dialect.

"Life gives me the courage to survive."

Nelson closed his eyes too, and didn't learn Judge Shafik's strange accent, but just followed it bluntly.

"Clean the fearful hearts of the lambs with love."

The luminous badges all around are arranged neatly, and they revolve rapidly around the hall.

"Clean the fearful hearts of the lambs with love."

The dazzling silver light was restrained and turned into a ball of pleasant silver brilliance.

"I will use my magic power to turn into a silver god."

Judge Shafik opened his eyes, grabbed the scepter, and pointed at the top of his head.

"I will use my magic power to turn into a silver god."

A silver animal appeared around, small rats, badger cats, and large tigers and lions. Regardless of their size, they all made a pounce on an invisible enemy.

"Come and sweep away the despair in the world."

"Come and sweep away the despair in the world!"

After speaking the last sentence, Nelson opened his eyes, and saw Judge Shafik step forward slowly, holding a staff in one hand and holding a stick in the other. A badge with a blue border and a white background with a bright red cross painted in the middle was floating on him. In the hands of the badge, the outer side of the badge is made up of an octagonal lace that resembles a sharp sword and feathers. The judge loosened the scepter, let it float to one side, and lifted one side of the collar. An identical medal appeared in Nelson's sight .

"Call God to protect you."

He drew out his wand and chanted the spell softly. A silver lizard with an umbrella-shaped collar sprang out from the tip of the wand and crawled along his arm to his shoulder. After performing the magic, Judge Shafik tapped Nelson lightly. He nodded and said, "Now, I will grant you the Guardian of the Garter Medal on behalf of Wiesengamo."

"Call God to protect you."

Nelson raised his head, drew out his wand, and pointed it at the sky. An unclear silver dash rushed up to the dome, then dived down quickly, and a silver falcon with a wingspan of nearly two meters hovered in front of him. , Yelled softly twice, as if expressing dissatisfaction that there was no enemy in calling it out, then it raised its head, rushed to the sky, made a clear cry of cruelty, and then disappeared.

"Yeah." Judge Shafik looked at the disappearing silver falcon and nodded. He was finally able to see the true face of Lushan, the patron saint of Nelson, and said, "Extend your magic wand."

Nelson raised the magic wand that Tom had given him to him, and saw Judge Shafik holding up the badge and gently pushing him. The sword-like decoration around the badge suddenly extended to both sides and floated towards the magic wand. After shaking, he quickly recovered his calm, letting the badge hoop around him like an iron ring, Nelson retracted his wand, and there was a silver hoop on the handle, and the red cross badge on the white background was in the middle. Judge Shafik explained: "This badge was made a lot in the past, and it has the effect of enhancing emotional magic. The ancestors of the Knights thought that this war would last for a long time, but they underestimated their abilities."

"Thank you." Nelson lowered his head and allowed Judge Shafik to raise his wand and tap on his shoulder.

An hour ago, during rehearsal, Nelson asked Judge Shafik if he needed to kneel to show loyalty to the queen or make similar moves when awarding the honor. Judge Shafik rejected his idea.

"You may think that the award of wizards is worse than that of Muggles, not to mention that the queen is just the queen of Muggles. The only thing similar to Muggles is the Merlin Medal. The Merlin Knights require kneeling, but the Knights of the Garder It’s the opposite—if I don’t have the Guardian Medal, I need to kneel down to you when I am awarding the medal. After all, in that era, the wizards of the Knights of the Guardian were true heroes, and they deserved any courtesy."

"Do you need to kneel?"

"No, I will also guardian curse."

Returning to the award ceremony, Judge Shafik put away his wand, and the shiny silver umbrella lizard also disappeared. He looked into Nelson's eyes and said softly, "Remember the inscription on the medal, Williams , Those who have evil thoughts are put to shame."

"I understand, those who have evil thoughts are ashamed." Nelson nodded, indicating that he was clear.

"The environment in which a person grows up does not determine what kind of person he becomes. Even if he is next to a dark wizard full of evil spirits, a true hero will stick to his heart, and even purdue the world."

Judge Shafik also said a sentence that did not exist in the rehearsal.

Nelson’s pupils shrank. The things he had lived and studied under the network of Newmontgard for many years were not a secret at all, especially for a behemoth like Wiesengarmo whose influence surpassed the Ministry of Magic. This should be something. There won’t even be leftovers.

He has been waiting for someone to come to him for this matter. At first, Nelson thought that the strange wizard he met in Hungerton was the one sent by the Ministry of Magic to warn him. Only now did he understand that he did it. The man turned out to be Judge Shafik himself.

"I think so, sir, what a person becomes depends on who he wants to be."

In terms of general principles, Nelson thought he would not lose to anyone, he raised his head without fear, and looked at Judge Shafik.

This old wizard who has been in charge of the law for many years looked at Nelson, closed his eyes, and seemed to see something difficult to look directly at. Nelson confirmed in his heart that this wizard, who always seemed very ambiguous in his attitude, must have something deeper with him. Although Dumbledore claimed that all the people who had experienced the betrayal of Mergan and Elizabeth were dead, in Judge Shafik’s age, it is entirely possible that he was a witness to the story of the previous generation. , He knows a lot.

"I hope you can remember this sentence."

Judge Shafik raised his scepter, and with a "boom", several huge braziers above his head suddenly lit up, and the whole hall instantly lit up, and the figures and faces of the members of Wisengamak became clear. , Looking around, facing Dumbledore’s preoccupied face, his hair color and youthful face were very conspicuous among the old wizards and old witches around, noticed Nelson’s gaze, Dumbledore smiled at him. Nodded.

"You can go now, Williams." Judge Shafik said, "The members of the Knights of the Guardian have the right to attend any trial and meeting of Wizengamore. The carpet meeting, but I think you might not be very interested in the topic of these old sesame seeds and rotten grains."

"Your Honor, I will come when I have time." Nelson nodded and walked from the stairs next to the high platform to the aisle leaving the hall, where Tom was waiting for him.

"Huh, it's really cool, I have to give myself a whole if I have a chance!"

Entering the aisle, Tom carrying a water glass immediately greeted him.

Nelson drew his wand and tapped his sleeve. The pure black dress on his body was rolled up for a long time. It quickly became a windbreaker with many pockets. When he was about to retract the wand into his pocket, he touched his thumb. To the cold metal badge at the grip.

A tingling pain suddenly struck his temples, and Nelson's eyes went black, he paused for a moment, and recovered. He frowned. This feeling was something that triggered his Occlumency passive defense.

He raised his wand, placed the badge in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

"What's the matter?" Tom asked.

"Nothing." Nelson said, drew another wand from his pocket, pointed at the wand in his hand, and whispered softly, "The prototype appears."

Nothing happened.

"Is there a problem with the badge that old thing gave you?" Tom raised his eyebrows and his tone became sharp.

"Probably not. There is no way to apply malicious magic to such a magical item full of positive emotional energy." Nelson frowned, trying to pull the silver hoop off the wand, manual useless ~www.readwn.com~ Magic was useless, he had to give up.

"What's the situation?" Tom suggested. "Why don't you put this wand away and use your own. I think it would be easier to use the first wand to perform magic."

"Actually, I didn't feel comfortable with that wand at all. It was no different from other wands. I suspected that Ollivander had sold me the wrong thing." Nelson raised the wand with the badge and put it to his ear, softly. Said, "Let me see... what do you want to say?"

"Be careful of Helbo... stay away from Helbo... kill him! Kill Helbo!"

A faint voice came into Nelson's ears. It became agitated from the initial weakness, and its tone became stronger and stronger. It seemed to realize that Nelson was listening to his own speech, and the badge issued a sharp yell:

"Destroy him, destroy them, it's over, destroy them, it's all over!"

After saying this, it uttered a scream, and the badge suddenly dimmed a lot, like a real ordinary magic item.

"What's the matter?" Tom asked curiously when he saw Nelson's playful expression.

"Did you not hear?" Nelson asked, and when he saw Tom nodded, he rubbed his chin and said, "My'faithful servant' seems to have a lot of interesting things hidden from me." Go to Hogwarts, my classmate is Voldemort Chapter 189 Honored Green Reading-Hogwarts, my classmate is Voldemort-Novel Reading Network..., if there is no automatic jump, please click [ Jump]

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