My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

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Flivy, a short stature, stood behind the desk with a smile, and even though he stepped on a stool, only half of his head was exposed. He was a little excited and a little shy. He left behind the desk where the students could not see. The toes of his feet kept kicking the heel of his right foot, and McGonagall, who was passing by the door, shook his head with a smile.

"Because Professor Sykes has some personal matters that need to be dealt with, Professor Dumbledore invited me to be your substitute teacher in the last few days of the semester. I am very talented, and I hope that in this short teacher-student relationship, I can meet your requirements for acquiring knowledge."

Flivy has a humble tone and a smile on his face. Although this is only his first class to catch the ducks on the shelves, he quickly gained the favor of many students. Everyone is familiar with the senior. The senior students even worked in Flivia. Levy had exchanges with this enthusiastic and kind senior when he was still a student, and the students in the lower grades and other schools learned more about him from the first round of the Triwizard Tournament, his strong strength The decent battle really made everyone look forward to him.

Seeing Flivy quickly enter the rhythm of teaching, McGonagall left with satisfaction. As a friend of school days, she has a million peace of mind about Flivy’s magic level. The only worry is that his body is very different from ordinary people. Whether the shape will cause the students to ridicule, but at present, it seems that this has not happened at all. On the contrary, he has grown into a world-famous duel master with such a unique appearance. This story makes the students respect him even more. NS.

Two days after the finals, the students affected by the Salem attack gradually broke free from their coma and weakness. Their young body and soul quickly restored them to the same health as before. Strangely, those who were in a coma for longer. On the contrary, the students feel that they are more energetic. Some of them always have a hazy dream at night, but when they wake up the next morning, the vague memory of this dream will be like a cloud caught in the hand Generally disappear without a trace.

Dumbledore gave the school a half-week vacation, leaving plenty of rest and recovery time for the students.

Nelson really felt the changes in his classmates’ attitudes towards him. When he walked in the corridor, the oncoming classmates would always turn sideways and stand by the wall to let him pass first, and he could always feel the change all the time. He had his eyes on himself. In fact, Nelson was used to this feeling as early as when he was living in Newmontgard, but he did not expect that after a few days of peaceful campus life, he would fall into this kind of walking again. An irritable life in the spotlight.

Their eyes are not only grateful for knowing the truth, but also fear of the unknown. They are afraid that Alexander’s iron fist will swing at them in the next second, although this is almost impossible, even though the person they are afraid of a second before Zhong just saved himself.

Fortunately, those friends who knew Nelson did not alienate him, but often made fun of this incident, especially Alphad. He laughed at Nelson in the restaurant without hiding his weird cry, which made those quite ironic. Sexual words were poked into the hearts of the students with weird expressions around them. This produced a good effect. At least a few days later, Nelson felt that his gaze had decreased a lot, and he had become a lot more normal.

Compared with previous years, the scores of the Academy Cup this year have changed a lot. Although the rankings of Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor have not changed, on the day everyone woke up, everyone Seeing the empty base of Slytherin’s college hourglass, Slytherin scored zero points this year!

Fortunately, because of the Triwizard Tournament, the Quidditch Cup was not held this year, otherwise the score difference would be even greater. When everyone was curious about Slytherin's score, at the breakfast banquet celebrating the recovery of the students. , Slughorn bent over the long Slytherin table in front of the teachers and students of the school, apologized loudly, and blamed himself for the deduction.

The students were stunned by the news, and even the news that Dumbledore announced that Flyvy would become a substitute teacher for the curse did not draw their attention from the big news of "Slytherin got zero eggs." Professor Lagerhorn said with a sad expression: "I'm sorry, my classmates, your hard work this year has come to nothing in my ridiculous curses. Slytherin is an honor-oriented college. I'm sorry because of mine. Mistakes shamed everyone's honor."

The people of Slytherin looked at the vain dean who was usually vain at this moment, and their mood became complicated. Alphad lowered his head and said in a voice that everyone can hear: "It's me. The college is ashamed. If I can live up to the professor's expectations when he handed that sanity-protecting ball to me, if I could hurry...not only will everyone not be in a coma for so long, nor will the college deduct points."

Seeing that the Slytherin long table was about to start a review meeting, Dumbledore, who appeared at the right time, broke the sad atmosphere just right: "Classmates, it's almost a month before the holiday, but now it's not time to cry. "

The little snakes pursed their lips and raised their proud heads one by one.

"Yes, anyway, it will be higher than Gryffindor in the end." On the side of the Gryffindor table, there was a joking voice of encouragement from the partners, "Don't worry, we will seize the time to dig another one at the end of the term. Secret Dao, so you can deduct another one hundred points!"

The sadness in the dining room was immediately diminished. Nelson gave Tom a push, and Tom staggered away from the long table and said, "Professor, we still have time."

"Yeah, Professor, we still have time."

"We have taken too many academy cups. It would be nice to add a little challenge."

"We will make a little bit of it when answering questions in class." This is Dwight's voice. He walked out of Ravenclaw's long table and came to Tom, "There is no Quidditch Cup this year. You have so much. If it is cheaper, then I will laugh at you for the whole year next year."

"You don't need to let me," Tom raised his head and curled his mouth. "Slytherin is only dignified in class. Your provocation has opened the seal, and you will be able to see Slytherin's learning level in the next month! "

"come on!"

Dwight stepped forward and patted Tom on the shoulder, followed by Hufflepuff’s Prefect Amber. The girl who looked like Hufflepuff herself just asked Tom Slater. Whether Lin needed help, Tom thanked her for her enthusiasm, but declined her help.

"Wait, Dwight," Alphad whispered as he approached Dwight, "What does it mean that there is no Quidditch Cup so Slytherin takes advantage?"

"Do you still use me to speak?" Dwight shrugged, showing an expression of "I know everything," and said with a smirk, "Just your fish belly team..."

"What are you talking about, beware that I hit you on the head with a stick."

"Come on, Mr. Commentary!"

Alphad feintly punched Dwight in the chest, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled and squeezed their backs out of the crowd.

More and more students from other colleges gathered around, and everyone’s faces were filled with exhaustion after serious injuries, and they were full of the joy of the rest of their lives. But at this moment, these emotions related to themselves are more replaced by care for friends. .

Even the teachers and students of Boothbatten and Durmstrang who have not yet left were moved by the situation at this moment, and they were a little homesick.

Standing on the edge of the crowd, Dumbledore couldn't help but smile. This is the most precious quality of Hogwarts students in his heart.

"Do you want to sing the school song?" Dumbledore suddenly shouted. He pulled out his wand and pointed it over his head. The gilded school song lyrics slowly emerged in the center of the dome, without him even needing to start. The auditorium suddenly reverberated with different tunes. .

Even the cool-faced Tom couldn't hide his emotions and sang loudly. He stood on tiptoe and looked around the crowd, and found Nelson who was surrounded by the crowd singing. The tune of Nelson's school song this time was the German folk song that he impressed— -"Thoughts are Free".

Tom curled his lips in disappointment. He didn't know this bad tone.

Then, he hummed an ancient tune that perfectly matched the lyrics of the school song. In the corner of the auditorium, the face of Slytherin flashed in an empty frame, and Tom’s singing was accurately transmitted in hundreds of different tunes. Into his ears.

Slytherin looked at the four houses flags hanging on the dome, and hummed along.

...

Time came to Flivy’s first curse class. This class was taught by Slytherin and Gryffindor together. Flivy lit up a fat little boy in the front row and glanced at it. The name on the cover of his textbook asked, "Mr. Moody, can you take me to review the teaching content of Professor Sykes last class?"

"Sorry, Professor Flivy, I won't," Moody stood up and said frankly, "I'm sorry...I have forgotten."

The suppressed laughter from the back of the classroom, Moody's hands behind him, severely warned the roommate who had jammed himself in the front row.

"Uh," Flivy said awkwardly, rubbing his hands behind the podium, "It doesn't matter, no one is unforgettable, so in the learning process, we should often review, you sit down. Then... Can you tell me the answer to this question?"

Flivy lit up another girl who was aisle away from Moody.

The girl who was spotted stood up, first glanced at Moody with a strange expression, then turned to Flivy, and replied, "Professor, we learned the expansion curse and its anti-curse last class. In this lesson, we We should learn its application in crops."

"Very good," after letting the girl sit down, Flivy nodded, took out a small pumpkin from under the table and placed it in front of him, said, "Students, please turn the book to page 423, let us Following the case mentioned in the textbook—"

"Professor," Moody, who had previously asked three questions, raised his hand bachelor again. He bit his head and said with a brave expression, "You haven't added any points yet!"

"Ah? What?" Flivy was a little dazed. He did a two-day lesson plan, and even declined Newt’s invitation to see the Sphinx. Of course, he carefully studied the time when he was in school. The professor’s rules for bonus points, "Are you going to get bonus points for even this kind of question now?"

"Professor, don't listen to him talking nonsense." The girl who answered the question shook her head and said, "This is not a question at all."

"Forget it, Professor." Moody blushed. He didn't know how to compose the next sentence. Fortunately, his bad friend did not completely abandon him. An explanation came from the back of the classroom, "Professor Flivy. Professor Sykes hadn’t given points for asking questions before, so that none of us likes to answer questions.”

"So...?" Flivy suddenly showed a goblin smile. He was there that day. Although most of his presence was robbed by Professor Slughorn's hard apology, he was a witness to Slytherin. The bold words and the people encouraged by the Third House, he immediately understood what these honest little lions want to do, so he nodded and said, "Okay, Slytherin, add three points... if you want more You have to answer questions that are more in line with the teaching progress in subsequent courses."

Flivy clearly saw that the waists of the students in the audience straightened up a lot, and his mood returned to the days when he was fighting for the Academy Cup as a student. Every day he followed Professor Sykes and asked questions about himself. , Minerva, whose arm was interrupted by a walker, was chasing the Snitch...

Similar scenes took place in one classroom after another. Looking at the fast-growing emerald in the Slytherin hourglass even though it was far from the second-to-last, Dumbledore felt that he was more than a meal. The lemon dessert feast is even more happy.

"Minerva, you don't need to be like this." After the deformation get out of class in the afternoon, Nelson and Tom followed McGonagall into her office. He said sincerely, "This is unfair to the students in the other three colleges."

"What are you talking about?" McGonagall stared at ~www.readwn.com~ and said, "My bonus points and deductions are always fair and open. Also, call me Professor McGonagall."

"Well, I'm just a little touched," Nelson scratched his head, "I really didn't expect my classmates to be so... so..."

He was a bit poor, but this thankful sentence was replaced by McGonagall's stare, "You can't think of more!"

"By the way, Minerva," Tom said, "didn't you want me and Nelson to do things for you? He is going to London this weekend. If you have time, you can just get things done."

"Call me Professor McGonagall!" McGonagall knocked on the heads of the two with the handout. "Are you going to receive the award? Aren't you going?"

"I promised Kant to fight him again," Tom shook his head. "They are leaving soon."

"Well, Nelson is enough," McGonagall said helplessly, "but our route has to be changed, and we haven't finished fighting Diagon Alley yet!"

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