My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

In the evening, Hogwarts Castle was covered with a layer of golden red lace by the setting sun, as if Gryffindor had won the Academy Cup. The lake breeze rippled on the dense and soft lawn with a wave of ripples. A group of people Sitting on the grass around a tree stump, just like the students who wandered out before it was dark.

A few bottles of open but untouched drinks looked at each other on the stump like a wizard chess, like a confrontation army, no different from the surrounding people with different expressions, a kind of relaxation mixed with tension, hidden in trust An atmosphere of suspicion moved back and forth with the eyes of a few people.

"Is he trustworthy?" Tom slanted his eyes and looked at the plain-looking boy sitting on the grass beside him. "It's really hard to imagine that the man who supported Nagini's persistence was actually younger than me. ."

　　 "Thank you for the compliment," said Nelson, who was sitting in the center. "It looks like my transfiguration has improved again."

　　 "Mr. Riddle," said Credence, who has transformed into an unknown and learned appearance, gratefully, "I have never had the opportunity to thank you in person. If it weren't for you, I might have lost Nagini."

　　 The three people seemed to be chatting enthusiastically, but in fact they were talking about each other. Alphad, who was sitting on the sidelines, had wide-open eyes, trying hard to think about whether the topics between them were related.

　　 "What are you talking about?"

With the deepening of the three topics, Alphad, who was already feeling a bit of headache, put down the empty glass bottle, couldn’t bear it, and asked loudly, “Can someone come to explain things clearly? I even forgot to come here for What are you doing."

The remaining butter beer flowed along the wall of the bottle to the bottom of the bottle. The empty bottle was unusually abrupt among the three full drinks. He waited for a while, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, so he picked up the nearest Nelson bottle and asked, "Headache, dry mouth... Nelson, can you give me this bottle if you don't drink it?"

　　 "I added some ingredients," Nelson shrugged, "You may feel uncomfortable after you drink it, but don't worry, I bought it, not made it."

　　 Alphad had seen Nelson's potion level, and hearing what he said, he retracted his hand grasping the pumpkin juice as if he had been intimidated.

　　 "Don't even think about it, Alphad." Before his gaze floated to Tom's face, Tom had justly rejected him.

　　 "Mine can give it to you, this sir."

　　Credence stroked his undamaged face, smiled and said, "If you don't dislike it already being opened."

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Alphad grabbed the bottle, drank it, and smiled embarrassedly, "I don't know why, I've always been thirsty lately."

　　 "The seasons change, sir," Credence said concerned, "Remember to deal with it. It has been very dry recently."

　　 Alphad, who grew up among sisters who are used to domestic violence, Tom who is always yin and yang, and Nelson who is sometimes yin and yang, has never seen such a gentle person.

"It’s wrong for you," Tom’s blow made Alphad back to reality. "If you want to pretend to be Gnar, you have to understand his style. If your classmates find something abnormal, you can prevaricate it, but if Has it been discovered by the professor? He is very familiar with Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore. Both of these are wizards who are good at polymorphism. Once an anomaly is discovered, it is easy to expose it."

　　 "Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore?" Credence said these two names silently, and he was already in a state of learning, "Is there anything they need to pay attention to?"

　　 "The first thing is that, except in class, Professor McGonagall is called Minerva."

　　"..."

　　 Credence turned into a boy whose immature face showed great confusion.

　　...

"I understand what's going on." When the sun went down, Alphad slapped his numb thigh and realized it, "This man named Credence Bierburn signed a contract with Nelson. Unbreakable vow, to become Nelson's appearance to help Adele who may become the ghostly appearance of Kailian...Uh, sorry, I don't have the idea of ​​criticizing the silent person's appearance, I just, uh..."

　　 Alphad who noticed Credence's stiff expression hurriedly apologized.

"You're right," Credence shook his head, looking at Alphard, a black scar appeared on his face, and his eyes were a hideous ghost face. Alphard, who was watching by two faces, stayed in place. Credence said softly, "Even if the silent person is not mad or dying, he will turn into this ghostly appearance-this is the stubborn illness of the wizard, gentleman, this is why I must help Miss Wiltening willing to, do not want Seeing someone suffer the same pain as me, I don’t want them to experience the same sadness as mine."

"Feel sorry…"

　　 Alphad was speechless.

　　 "I will cooperate with you." Tom suddenly looked at Credence and said seriously, "For the sake of Gnar and Nagini, I am willing to trust you."

"thanks."

"thanks."

　　 Two thank you have a different mood.

　　 "So you came here for two drinks? Alphad."

"Oh oh, if you don't tell me, I forgot," Alphad patted his head, and said in a shock. "Father asked Kreacher to send a message that there is something under the ranch. He wants you to find a chance as soon as possible. Go to Grimmauld Place."

　　He paused, and solemnly added, "It's urgent."

　　 "How urgent is it?"

　　 "He asked me to find Nelson as soon as possible," Alphad said. "Otherwise, the house-elf wouldn't be allowed to send a message. It almost apparated onto the Quidditch pitch!"

　　 "Is this the first time?"

　　 Tom looked at the night sky with stars and moon reflected on the empty bottle and told a cold joke.

Nelson grabbed the clothes thrown aside and jumped up from the grass. During the farewell, Borlocs told him "If there is an emergency, I will notify you directly." It seemed that there was indeed an emergency, so he ordered Credence. Nodded and said solemnly, "Tom, it's handed over to you."

　　 Tom shrugged and took a breath, noncommittal.

　　 "Thank you Christian."

　　 Nelson stretched his arm into the sleeve and walked quickly in the direction of the secret road. No one would not leave himself a back door when he had the opportunity to participate in this kind of project, right?

"Let’s start with language habits and spell-casting habits," he smiled as Nelson looked at the back of the Forbidden Forest while he put on his clothes. Okay."

　　 "No one really understands himself." Credence smiled and nodded, recalling Nelson's request, lowered his head, and whispered, "Mayfly, it's me."

His young face rolled up in a terrifying manner like a wave, and countless gullies and cracks appeared on his face. In the cracks, the silver light of the metal shone and flowed under the light of the moon, and the whole face looked like He wriggled like alive, reshaping his appearance in a slightly different place from his facial features. After a while, Nelson's face appeared in front of him.

　　At the same time, Nelson covered his face with a stand-up collar, stretched out his wand on the empty street outside Hogsmeade Village, and stopped the Knight Bus.

　　 "Sir, where are you going?"

　　 "London." Nelson lowered his voice, and with the help of the mayfly, he made the sound of 60 years of smoking.

　　 "Okay sir, we are doing-"

　　 "I know the price, no need to look for it," a bright Jin Jialong whirled into the arms of the young conductor, "I thought you were already a driver, Ern."

　　 "Are you a regular customer?"

　　 Earne caught the gold coin blankly, and wanted to talk a few words, but found that the customer had already walked up the stairs.

　　 "The rich man has a weird temper."

He shrugged, stuffed Garon into his arms, counted a few silver siks from his pocket, and stuffed it into the coin box. Hearing the pleasant sound of the coin, he patted his stomach contentedly and grasped it firmly. Handrails, began to wait for the next guest.

　　...

　　 Nelson, who got off the train in London, circled around. The apparition moved to Grimmauld Place. The sky was completely dark, but Grimmauld Place was brightly lit, and it seemed that he was going through a not peaceful night.

　　 He walked to the door and rang the doorbell.

　　 The doorbell rang and stopped abruptly, and a magic wand was pointed at his forehead.

　　 "Mr. Black, it's me."

　　 Nelson put down his raised collar.

"Come in quickly." Brolocks stuck his head out, looked around for a week, and welcomed Nelson into the door. The moment the door was closed, he said mysteriously, "You can't imagine what we dug up. "

　　 Nelson looked at the empty old house, where more than the servants went.

"I sent them to the ranch. This kind of problem exists in families like ours who have been out of the Ministry of Magic for a long time. They can't be called at critical moments. Only servants and even family members can come on," Bollocks saw Nelson's Confused, explained, "What I dug up is so amazing that every time I think about it, I think it's a dream."

　　 "Is it a hybrid magical animal?" Nelson asked. For a magical animal expert, there are only so many rare objects that can be produced—such as fried snails.

"This is also the limit of my imagination," Bollock took an urgent step, leading Nelson to the reception room. "It turns out that my imagination is not enough. If someone tells me that Melissa Sykes is actually I am a lunatic, and I am willing to believe that, after all, her father’s crazy mind will inevitably pass it on to her...Merlin’s pants, and their introduction to me even stated that it was the place where the Sykes family used to treat injured magical animals!"

　　 "What is it? Could it be a combination of magical animals and people? Or Chimera? He stitched many kinds of animals together?"

"It's hard for me to describe to you, that's a dangerous person, uh, or something dangerous... Anyway, the Blake family has basically completed the excavation work," Bollock strode to the fireplace, drew out his wand and held it up. In front of his chest, he grabbed a handful of shiny silver floo powder from the small box above the fireplace, and sprinkled it into the faint flame of the fireplace. The flame swelled with a "boom", glowing with a green glow, and he turned He turned his head and said, "But I can't guarantee what happened on that side after I came back, so be careful, we'll see you over there."

　　 "Home of Love."

　　 As Boroc reported the location, the flames suddenly expanded again, and the flames with their teeth and claws licked the bricks of the fireplace like the tongue of a wild animal.

　　Borlocks stepped forward and was swallowed by the flames.

Nelson wanted to follow him directly in, but as he watched Borlocs getting ready to go, he took out his wand from his pocket, draped it to his side, and stepped forward. A rare sense of tension suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart, although he often He said he didn't believe in fate, but he was still used to the convenience brought by the sixth sense, and it seemed that there was danger waiting for him.

　　 "Dangerous...person?"

Nelson stopped, and the fine hair on his forehead flicked slowly with his breath. Silver lights emerged from all parts of his clothes and gathered towards the wand. He took out the old wand and held it in his left hand, together with his palm. Hidden in the sleeve.

　　 The light gathered on the wand in his right hand became sharper and sharper, and Nelson took a deep breath and stepped forward while the green fire in the fireplace had not gone out.

　　 "Home of love?"

　　 He muttered the place name, which was somewhat out of date and even somewhat humorous, and his figure disappeared into the flames.

"Roar!"

Nelson's eyes were covered with a green filter by the bright flames, which made the dark night scene in his eyes seem to be covered with a poisonous green, just from the fireplace of the Floo Net connected by the "House of Love" Stepping out of the middle, a deafening roar appeared in his ears. He could even imagine a big mouth in front of him in the dark. It opened like a snake and seemed to swallow its enemies completely. .

　　 A rotten smell mixed with blood fills his nostrils, UU reading www. uukanshu.com's eyes are scorching hot, and under the dark night, a row of sharp rays of light is close at hand.

Nelson took a step back, feeling the solid wall behind him, and raised his right hand. A sword made of countless fragments was particularly noticeable under the night. He made a decisive decision and held the hilt back, and held the wand with his left hand against his back. The wall of the sword supported the right hand holding the sword, and the silver light of the iron armor curse and the mayfly instantly covered the whole body, but only the shining sword tip was excluded.

　　 "It's really exciting."

Seeing the danger rushing in the darkness, Nelson's tone was flat, but he lowered his heart. Under the shining of the sword light, he at least saw the reflection of his pupils and teeth, at least a living creature, not something indescribable. .

　　 Like the script arranged by Nelson, things in the dark opened their mouths and pounced at him. Behind the two rows of sharp teeth are stacked, densely packed, messy teeth, which are equally sharp and even more dangerous.

　　The visitor was aggressive, and seemed to have caught Nelson by surprise, but it rushed in unruly, but it just wrapped the sharp point of the sword just right.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The sharp teeth collided with the iron armor curse, and there was a sour rubbing sound. At the same time, misfortune came from the mouth, and the sword was slightly obstructed for a moment. The next second, the smelly hot liquid showered Nelson all over.

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