My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"I really didn't expect that this kind of ball can be lost," Tom was still dancing and angrily after leaving the court. "The third-grade seeker, what is the name...what is it?"

"Abraxas." Alphad's face was adorned behind a group of people, his face full of decay, "His name is Abraxas Malfoy."

"Yes, what Malfoy, can he play?" Tom turned around and asked Alphard, "He wouldn't be a team to spend money on? Even I know that when I can't find the Snitch. Should follow the opposing seeker, at least not let him get the ball casually, and he? What is he doing? Is he a referee? Sleeping in the sky on a broomstick?"

"I didn't expect you to care about Quidditch." Nelson raised his eyebrows and said, "Victory or defeat is a matter of military affairs after all, not to mention the fact that Slytherin's big score is turned over by the seeker not once or twice. Team tradition."

"I don't care about Quidditch, but I can't care about the Academy Cup." Tom pouted and said, "If Gryffindor wins the Quidditch game and Slytherin is lucky enough to become the third place, then the difference will be immediately opened. Their scores are about the same as ours now."

He turned his head and glanced at Alphad again, and said, "After all, Alphad has lost at least one hundred and fifty points for us this year. If you want to redeem your sins, I suggest you go directly to the court and catch a golden snitch back."

"Isn't this a good thing? At least your beloved Brown won the game." Walburga echoed in a weird way, "This victory is really good. You can just go and propose to him later, anyway, it's almost the summer vacation." , You can go directly to spend your honeymoon with Brown, and I can personally sponsor you a house next to the Aegean Sea."

"Don't worry," Alphad hurriedly made excuses for himself, "The closer you get to the holiday, the more restless the Gryffindor group of boys will be. They will rush to violate the school rules, and they will lose more than so many points. Up."

"Don't you feel restless?" Tom shook his head and said helplessly.

"Don't worry, Tom, I don’t have any school rules to violate. Doing repetitive things doesn’t fit my style." Alphad promised vowedly, "We can definitely bring back the Academy Cup! But speaking of it, Tom, you It's really becoming more and more like a prefect."

"I will do it next semester," Tom pretended to say casually, and he could see that he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. "Professor Slughorn told me before that I didn't give it to you if I didn't take it to heart. Say."

"Really? That's amazing!" Walb increased his congratulations, and Nelson looked at Tom, whose face was full of "I actually don't care about the prefect", and showed a knowing smile.

The group made a fuss and went back to the castle.

"Right, Nar." Tom approached Nelson and whispered, "I have a party tonight, are you coming?"

"What party? Slug club?"

"No, it was once... you know, I held a small mutual aid club in the first grade. After so many years of development, more and more people," Tom explained, "We are exchanging some...magic recently. There may be a duel simulation tonight. You know, many people are not talented in magic, so they need help. If you have time, can I ask you to be my duel?"

"I thought you wanted me to be an assistant." Nelson smiled. "I'll go to the library first. When will I be at night? I'll be there."

"Do you think anyone can knock me down and let my assistant play in a duel?" Tom said disdainly, "Play against them, you can't even feel the pressure, as if you are fighting a Muggle with only a monster IQ ."

"Aren't you enjoying yourself?" Nelson smiled and walked towards the library. He had a brand-new approval note in his pocket. Professor Slughorn gave him a happy one that day. He freely enters and exits the ** area of ​​the library, but he cannot borrow and can only browse in the library.

"This is not the same. This is just necessary social interaction." Tom shrugged, turned and left, and went for "necessary social networking."

…

"I am very happy to introduce to you my best partner, my brother, Nelson Wiltning Williams, the youngest independent author in the history of "Transfiguration Today". I am very happy that my brother has been studying abroad for many years. Being able to return to Hogwarts is undoubtedly the best news for me this year!"

Tom is wearing an expensive black robe with emerald patterns on his neckline and cuffs. His already fair skin is extremely pale against the dark environment and black robe. In this student activity under the Slytherin Tower. The room was very eye-catching. A necklace of gems that was darker than the surroundings was dotted on his chest, deep and eye-catching.

Nelson stood beside Tom, smiling, and nodded to the students around him. He looked around. After several years of development, Tom’s "small club" had grown to nearly a hundred people. He couldn't help but be speechless. When he encounters himself who is non-violent and uncooperative in everything, Tom is really a long-sleeved activist.

Nelson noticed that most of the students surrounding Tom were silver-green Slytherins. There were old students who were similar to them, and there were also enthusiastic new students. Nelson even saw the very sturdy style of the Quidditch court. After several years of purification, only the most loyal group of people remained here. Nelson silently estimated the number of people. For a while, he couldn't remember what Tom's proposition was, and what slogan he used to connect these people together. Not only was the crowd crowded, but the order was orderly.

Everyone surrounded Tom and Nelson, without saying a word, standing upright one by one. After looking at Nelson for a moment, their eyes turned back, staring directly at Tom, waiting for his next statement.

If the gathering of so many people is because of Tom’s extraordinary charm and desirable propositions, then their army-like order shows that Tom has Nelson’s unimaginable authority among this group of people-although often through double-sided mirrors. Communication, but Nelson is really not very clear about what Tom is doing every day. It seems that besides learning magic in the secret room of Slytherin, Tom’s life has some more exciting content.

"I know that many people have doubts about the significance of our mutual aid association, which also led to the departure of a group of people two years ago. I sincerely wish them a better way out, but today I have to say that they lost one time. Great opportunity-an opportunity to become truly powerful!"

Tom’s face turned red with excitement. He stretched out his hand, pointed at Nelson, and said: “Many people think that the gap between an average wizard and a powerful wizard is just a record of success, and even feel that I am very good to the wizarding world. The cruel remarks are a bit exaggerated, but I think that I can stay here today. The people who accompany us to practice magic every week must have a vision beyond ordinary people, but we can't live with slogans, so I decided to start today. An actual combat event is held every two months, and today, we are fortunate to invite the young master of transfiguration, Nelson, to show us the duel of the strong—and his opponent is me."

There was a moment of noisy in the crowd, but it quieted down quickly. The surrounding students looked at Nelson with scorching eyes, which surprised Nelson—these young wizards who grew up in the ivory tower were even more enthusiastic about fighting than their own. People who have been in the dens of terrorists all the year round seem to be more like real terrorists.

"I know that many of our friends do not have good grades, and the magic is not very sharp," Tom lowered his voice and said softly, "But have you ever thought about spending countless weekends with us here? After that, has your level changed? Try it and see your own progress. It will break everyone’s perception of yourself—please look for your duel in pairs. If one party has an assistant, the other party There is also a need for someone. As for the person who can’t find an opponent, please stand where you are and I will help you distribute it.”

After Tom announced the start, none of the people present dared to step forward to disturb Nelson. They just started pairwise pairing quietly, while the students who could not find their opponent stood quietly, waiting for Tom's next instructions.

In the end, with the help of several senior students, Tom sorted them into groups according to his own impressions. He seemed to know the progress of each student well, and could easily tell the progress of their mastery of the spell, even soon. Find them an opponent of your own level.

Tom picked a few trustworthy seniors to patrol the surroundings. Fortunately, this activity room was large enough to provide a large activity area for each pair of duelists.

After doing all this, he clapped his hands, and the flames in the wall lamp of the activity room blazed violently, illuminating the whole room. Under everyone’s gaze, Tom walked to the high platform that had been built in the center. Nelson was already there. Waited a long time.

"Come on, Nar." Tom stood on the edge of the stage, looked up at the condescending Nelson, gritted his teeth and smiled triumphantly. Then, he raised his hands, palms down, and a black smoke replaced him. The lower part of his robe, I saw him flying up to the high platform lightly, without even using a magic wand.

Everyone remembered their position and gathered around the high platform. Their gazes were equally excited and excited—the students in the upper grades knew Tom’s strength, while the students in the lower grades had not even seen him make a move.

Tom flew up to the high platform and landed lightly, watching Nelson frown.

"I knew I would come back later." Nelson thought.

The two looked at each other and walked to the center of the high platform to stand face to face. Tom faced Nelson, grinning and showing a brilliant smile that he had never seen before. For him, it was so happy to be able to learn from his close friends.

"I think I have been fighting with you for many years, and I finally got what I wanted today." Tom held the gem on his chest, held it to his mouth and kissed it, then tucked it into the neckline, flicking his arm, and the wand echoed from his sleeve. Slid into his hands.

Nelson glanced intently, and Tom was not using his yew wand at the moment, but the wand of the brother of the dragon nerves.

"Today makes you addicted."

Nelson smiled, put his hand into his robe, and drew another wand matched with Tom from his inner pocket, holding it in his hand, feeling the excitement of it facing a well-matched enemy and his brother. Yue Dong, the head that had been cramped by the skin many years ago seemed to come alive, and it was making a powerful beating "bang" in his hand.

"I have to make a rule." Tom blinked and said, "After all, in school, we also want to avoid accidental injury-I will not use the magic that is too powerful and too large, and you..."

"I won't use the props in my pocket." Nelson nodded, unbuttoned the robe, took it off, clicked on it with a magic wand, and it folded automatically. Nelson dragged his hands with his robe slowly. The ground flew to the nearest wall lamp, hung on it, and the iron lamp handle was even bent by the weight.

Under the robe, Nelson wore a white silk shirt with a brown vest. He nodded, indicating that he was ready, and then, under the call of the old student who temporarily acted as the referee next to him, the two raised their right arm in unison, raised their wand in front of them, and nodded lightly.

Then, Nelson and Tom turned around at the same time and walked to the two opposite corners of the high platform. After the referee gave an order, the two turned around at the same time. The next moment, two red spells shot straight at each other.

"So fast!"

A Slytherin girl in the audience exclaimed.

"It's really fast, don't they need to chant spells?" A Ravenclaw boy next to him murmured, "One step is three or four spells. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com silently casts spells on them. Is it so adept? My cousin won’t be able to cast spells silently even after three years of graduation..."

"I'm not talking about casting spells, I can't even see what magic they use!" The Slytherin girl explained, "I mean Williams, didn't you find out? He ran so fast. !"

Under her reminder, everyone suddenly discovered that Nelson’s body skills on stage were a bit too agile. For the wizards who could do everything with just a wave of a magic wand, how could they ever see someone running so fast? people?

Nelson and Tom are still in the stage of tentative attacks with simple spells. A series of small spells such as disarming spells, obstacle spells, and petrifying spells are thrown to the opposite side without money. Tom maintains a magical barrier to prevent Nelson from getting away from each other. The attack from an angle, although the barrier is like a drifting duckweed under the curse of a gust of wind and rain, his image is completely in line with the image of a powerful wizard that is motionless under the attack.

And Nelson’s performance further subverted their cognition. I saw him easily toss and turn in Tom’s curse, making Tom’s curse only reach two or three feet behind his heel, and he didn’t even break the barrier. , But it's completely like walking in a leisurely courtyard.

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