My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"It's really interesting. I've already said that this old woman has bad intentions."

In the secret room, Tom wiped the glass he didn’t know where he got from like a bartender. Nagini was swimming up and down the smooth stone floor. After hearing about Professor Sykes’ deception, Nelson told her. The name became "this old woman" and that "old woman". He put down the cup and said, "Before you walked in a hurry, Aberforth told a little secret, do you want to hear it?"

　　 "What's the secret?"

"It's really gossip," Tom said with a slap and disgust, but quickly put on an excited expression and rubbed his hands and said, "Do you remember the previous time when you ran into the old man in Dumbledore's office." Women's business? Dumbledore was still Aberforth at that time."

"I remember that the embarrassment that day was deeply engraved in my heart." Nelson was lying on the hammock next to him. He felt uncomfortable. He wriggled in the hammock and finally sat down. After his feet hit the ground, he I scratched the ground with my toes, and it felt better, "Aberforth forcibly left me there that day and asked me to pour tea."

　　 "These are not important." Tom waved his hand and put the glass back in place.

　　 "It doesn't matter yet?"

　　 "If you think about it, what did they say that day?" Tom raised his eyebrows and moved to Nelson's side.

　　 "About why Joe Kunda rode a flying broomstick across the Atlantic Ocean and landed at the party in Grindelwald?"

　　 "No, no, these are not important at all."

　　 "It doesn't matter, so what is it?" Question marks filled Nelson's head.

"Forget it," Tom waved his hand, sat on the ground leaning on the pillar tied with the hammock rope, raised his head, and said, looking at Nelson, "I guess you have forgotten what happened that day, don't you feel the atmosphere of that day? Is it embarrassing?"

　　 "I..." Nelson rolled his eyes, then sat back on the hammock, and looked at Nagini who was swimming around.

"Do you remember that Alphad sent a note the next day that he suspected that she had an old relationship with Dumbledore?" Tom shrugged and said, "I thought it was pure nonsense at the time. I learned about Dumbledore and Grindel. After Wo's affairs, I feel that this kind of statement is nonsense."

"So?"

　　 "Actually, Alphad was right, but not quite right," Tom scratched his head and said, "Just now you and Aberforth rushed to see the old woman..."

　　 "You should call her Professor Sykes, I have to think about who the old woman is referring to."

"Okay," Tom shrugged. "After Aberforth asked what you were doing, I told him about the...Professor Sykes. According to him, Professor Sykes once wrote to him. Believe it."

　　 "Oh? You mean, what happened to Professor Sykes and Aberforth?" Nelson got interested and turned to sit down.

　　 "No," Tom said playfully, rubbing his knuckles and squinting. "Actually, she wrote to Aberforth to learn something about his brother."

　　 "I remember Aberforth said he didn't know, and even he was curious."

"Hmm," Tom helped his forehead. "You remember that very clearly, but unlike you, Aberforth is an activist who says to do it. After Dumbledore came back, his free time was focused. In this matter, don't say anything, it really made him dig out a little interesting content."

　　 "Oh roar?"

"Aberforth said that Professor Sykes was a student of Ravenclaw when she was a student. At that time, she was very interested in Dumbledore, but unfortunately, the great Dumbledore looked down on her, but she did not give up. "Tom played with his fingers and smiled sarcastically. "It is said that one of the reasons she came to Hogwarts to find a job was because of Dumbledore. It's a pity that this is a relationship that can't be fruitful."

　　 "Indeed, it's impossible for Dumbledore to see her," Nelson nodded and said, "One of the reasons? Is there another reason?"

"This is the important information I want to tell you." Nagini crawled slowly, put his head on Tom's arm, and stretched out the letterhead to make a hissing sound. Tom patted her on the head and said, " Not every relationship will end without a disease. Dumbledore’s situation is a bit special. When our plan comes to fruition during the holiday, you can find true love by yourself."

After that, he raised his head, looked at Nelson, and said, “One day before, I went to the owl room on the roof of the Ravenclaw Tower to find an owl to send a letter. You know, Karaktacus’s mind was pretty good at that time. Normally, I was writing a letter to discuss with him about the order. When I put a letter in the letterbox, I heard someone talking loudly above my head, and even some conflict broke out, and I kept arguing loudly."

　　 "Is it Professor Sykes?"

"I used the Phantom Curse and the Silence Curse, and climbed up the stairs to the rooftop. Of course, I didn't expect that the Phantom Curse I had only used a few times would not be discovered by so many wizards." Tom shook his head. , But found that both Nelson and Nagini looked at themselves well, so they had no choice but to say, "Well, it's Professor Sykes and a few wizards in black robes."

　　 "Black-robed wizard?" Nelson's pupils tightened. Is this the erosion of Hogwarts by Grindelwald?

　　 "No, no, I know what you are thinking, but their black robes are different from the wizards of Newmontgard I have seen," Tom said. "The artistic style is very different and it definitely belongs to another group."

　　 "What are they arguing about?" Knowing that it wasn't Newmontgard, Nelson let out a long sigh of relief, "Scared me, I thought my life was finally going to disappear."

　　 "Maybe worse than that." Tom shrugged and said, "In fact, your ordinary life may have disappeared."

"what?"

　　 "Speaking of which, this matter has something to do with you."

　　 "What can it have to do with me?"

"This group of wizards ordered a Curly Winged Demon from Professor Sykes, but when they first came to pick up the goods, they underestimated the defensive magic of Hogwarts, and they were electrocuted on the roof of the Ravenclaw Tower. Outside the Jiao Linnen, but they still want to break through. At that time, the curly-winged demon was raised by Professor Sykes’ sister Jokunda Sykes-the woman I caught in Paris, her brain It's not very easy to use, but the skill is really good. With the school's defensive magic and the injured wizards for a long time, it lasted until the teacher arrived."

　　 "Why did she fight that group of people? Isn't the Curly Winged Demon going to sell them? Don't they plan to pay?"

"No, on the contrary, they brought a lot of sincerity, and even afterwards someone will pick up a few jinjarons on the roof of the Ravenclaw Tower." Tom shrugged, "Who knows what illness she has," In order not to be found by the professors later, she put the Winged Demon in a passing student bag, but she was bitten by the Winged Demon in the middle, so she forgot where she put the Winged Demon."

　　 "Hehe..." Nelson grinned and laughed dryly.

　　 "It's a clumsy lie, isn't it?" Tom curled his lips and said, "I don't think normal people would believe it."

　　 "Do the wizards who traded with Professor Sykes believe it?"

"Even if they are stupid, it is impossible for everyone to be stupid, so of course they don't believe it," Tom sneered. The thing about them entering the school—this time they were not electrocuted into coke, thanks to Professor Sykes’ cooperation from the inside and outside...Should I say, they are really stupid, they even brought money.”

　　 "Does she have another Curly Winged Demon?"

"It doesn't seem to be," Tom said. "I also checked it out. In a hundred years, not counting the one on your body, the recorded curled-winged demon only appeared once, and it was from Newt Scamander. In his hands, he used the venom of the Curly Wing Demon to erase the memories of an entire city, and that serious violation of the secrecy law also made him a subject."

　　 "Is she hitting the idea of ​​the curly-winged monster? Newt told me that it is gone."

　　 "Unfortunately, she is probably hitting the idea in your hand." Tom turned his head and asked, "Is your one still there?"

　　 "Uh..." Nelson scratched his head and said, "You can be there or not, after all, it's not with me."

　　 "Oh roar?" Tom raised his eyebrows, showing an expression of "I understand".

"Of course, it depends on how much she gives." Nelson said righteously. "Seriously, I think it is very irresponsible for the students to let people outside of the school come in. What's more, I really protect that one. The poison of beasts."

　　 "It's bad luck, but I really have to thank him," Tom joked. "Fortunately, it poisons you, otherwise I may really not be able to beat you."

　　 "Thank you, even if it helps, you can't beat me."

"really?"

　　 "Do you want to try?" Nelson took out a small ball and held it in his hand.

　　 "Boom boom!" The violent and frequent noise quickly echoed in the secret room.

　　……

　　 "What are you doing?! Alphad!"

In the potions class the next day, Professor Slughorn grabbed Alphad’s ear and lifted him up. Alphad’s face was flushed, the cauldron in front of him was burnt red, and the pot lid and pot wall violently collided. With an uncomfortable "bang" sound, Nelson's sharp-eyed had already dashed and ran a few meters away, evacuating the surrounding classmates.

"Are you generating electricity in the cauldron? What are you doing bang bang bang?" Professor Slughorn sternly lashed out at Alphard. He pointed his wand at the cauldron, slipped Alphard’s ear and threw him aside. A large silver cauldron was brought in, and Alphad's "bomb" that seemed about to explode was thrown in. He waved his arms and shouted, "Go out, all out!"

　　 It seemed that the impact of the upcoming explosion was larger than he expected. Nelson nodded and continued to help evacuate the distant classmates.

"If you really can't do it, learn from Nelson!" Slughorn dealt with dangerous goods, and did not forget to teach Alphad, "Even if the potion is rotten in the pot, it is better than you can make a pot of explosives. If this is an exam, I would even give him 100 points!"

Seeing all the students withdraw, Slughorn raised his wand and slammed it behind him. The door of the Potions classroom slammed shut. The corridor was crowded with students. Nelson and Alphad collapsed. His stinky face is very conspicuous.

　　 "Bang!" A loud noise that was several times louder than the sound of closing doors came out of the classroom, and the entire Slytherin tower shook with the sound of the explosion.

　　 "Professor? How are you?" After waiting for a while, seeing no subsequent explosions, Tom opened the door to find out.

　　 "Don't come in!" Slughorn's reply was much faster than expected, and the door that had just opened was closed again.

　　 Hearing the professor's full-fledged shouts, the students outside the door put down their hearts hanging in their throats, talking in a low voice, Alphad stood in the eyes of everyone, feeling ashamed.

"Alphad, I thought only a first-year student could do things like blasting the crucible," Tom poked Alphad in the ribs with his elbow and whispered, "How did you do it, don't take Slugho Professor En blew to death."

"Oh, I might be slaughtered by my grandmother hanging from the beam," Alphad said with a weeping face, "I wanted to make a firework before, and I put one of the matched materials in my pocket, and I just put it in my pocket. I took it out of my pocket when I was using the potion, and when I reacted, the cauldron had turned red."

　　 "Hahaha..." The surrounding students laughed like barbells and expressed their best wishes for Alphad's next life.

　　 "Alphad." Nelson squeezed to Alphad's side and whispered ~www.readwn.com~What's wrong, Nelson. "Alphad said weakly, "Do you want to bless me?" Oh right... Think about it, after all, you are a prophet. "

　　 "No, Alphad," Nelson said seriously while smirking, "They are laughing at you, but I don't think so. I think you are a genius."

　　 "Really?" Alphad's spirits improved.

　　 "Yes," Nelson nodded vigorously, and asked, "To tell you, I am very interested in your potion. Can you reproduce it?"

"Of course... Forget it, I'll tell you the formula." Alphad's eyes were filled with anxiety, "I hope I can help you before I die, if you are willing to arrange a good destiny for me in my next life. It couldn't be better."

　　 "I am a wizard, not the King of Yama..." Nelson rolled his eyes and carefully recorded the formula of Alphad's explosive potion. Tom, who noticed all this, had a tight scalp, and began to think about Nelson's new explosive arrow.

　　 "Squeak——"

The classroom door opened, and Professor Slughorn, who had changed into a new suit, walked out with a dark face. He blocked the classroom behind him and the students’ eyes full of interest, waved his hand weakly, and said, “Today’s class is Up here, go back and write a small essay on the appearance of potions, ten inches long."

　　 After that, he stepped back two steps and walked back to the classroom.

"That's right!" Professor Slughorn stuck his head out of the classroom again and scanned the crowd. Finally, he found his goal and glared at Alphad, "Alphad, you write thirty inches Write it yourself! Come to my office at 7 o'clock tomorrow night and be confined!"