My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

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In the virgin forest of Albania, when the first ray of sunlight in the morning has not yet emerged from the top of the mountain, Credence’s cry has replaced it to complete the early call to the forest, and the forest birds resting in the canopy He was awakened by his shouting, flapped his wings dissatisfiedly, and flew away "quack" from a distance, as if a threatening hunter had arrived in the forest.

"I'm running!" Adele's voice floated vaguely from the woods behind him, "Aren't we wizards?"

"We are silent ones who will explode with just one poke!" Credence retorted, "If you don't want to blow up your two brothers with a'bang' while eating a big meal in harmony one night, just run. stand up!"

"I won't explode."

"It doesn't matter what you said, if you want to control the monsters in your body, at least you have to have a strong body like me!" Credence releases his vitality like a summer camp instructor. "Since the wizard is the most desperate. The birth of your heart, birth, old age, sickness and death are all things that we are afraid of when we are born... Just imagine, if you are tired and groggy every day, how can you raise your spirit to fight against the malice that keeps talking in your mind?"

"I didn't..." Adele's mouth rolled aside, his face full of reluctance, but he still huffed behind Credence, and said intermittently, "I walk around like an Auror every day. Castle jogging, isn’t it supposed to be used for rest on weekends?"

"Avoid the foul air of Hogwarts, isn't it a rest to run in this fresh forest?"

Credence said without looking back, he couldn't help giving himself a thumbs up in his heart, an impeccable explanation! His face with his back turned to Adele has been distorted-in fact, he is the one who is tired and groggy every day, even now that he has secretly added magic to his legs, but Adele can still hold on He was shocked when he ran down, and Credence couldn't help but turn around and asked, "You don't use magic secretly, do you?"

"I'm not you, Mr. Beerburn!"

Credence turned his head awkwardly, and the sunlight shining diagonally into his eyes was just blocked by the rocky mountain inserted in the forest. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and ran towards the cabin in the woods.

The early Tom leaned against the fence next to the hut with a face full of face. There were two cups of warm water still steaming on the wooden stakes beside him. He held Adele's cloak in one hand, and raised the other. Wearing a magic wand, the red thread controlled by magic made various dazzling knots in the air, and quickly shuttled between the gaps in the cloak. From time to time, small silver **** appeared in his palm like a conjure. It quickly disappeared in the blind spot of vision.

"Mr. Beerburn," Tom smiled when he looked at Credence, who could hear a panting voice five hundred meters away, but stubbornly pretended to have enough power when he saw him. He said, "In fact, in terms of'strong physique', the wizard who has the most say in history should be Gnar."

"What are you talking about?" Credence staggered to Tom's side, reaching for a drink, but Tom turned his wand away, so he turned his head and yelled at Adele full of breath. , "Hold on, it's coming soon!"

"Mr. Beerburn, you can't drink water immediately after strenuous exercise," Tom shrugged, took a water glass and wiped it with his hand. A budding camellia appeared in the water glass, and he handed it to Credence said, "You can drink this flower when it blooms."

"Who did you just say that has the most say? I didn't hear it clearly." Credence held the water glass with both hands. He knew that Tom made sense, so he kept staring at the bud and said, "I I consulted with a doctor I know. Before he went to practice medicine, he was the first generation of professional Quidditch athletes, and he should be quite authoritative."

"Then you should have never been hit by Gnar," Tom’s hand showed two small silver balls. He threw one, and when it fell, he threw the other. The two small **** collided in the air. Like two twin stars that are attracted to each other, they surround the palms, "You may not know that his clothes weigh dozens of pounds... Many years ago, Gnar began to use speed to avoid the curse."

"Then are you here?"

"Oh, he has always wanted to prepare Adele a dress that can protect himself in the hands of an adult wizard," Tom slammed his hand up, grabbing the two small silver **** in circles, reducing them to resemble The pearl was inlaid on the neckline of the cloak. "But you know, he has had a lot of things lately. It just so happens that I have such a trivial research on tailoring, so I took this job."

Tom raised the cloak with both hands to look it up, nodded in satisfaction, and threw it on the fence. With a "bang", an unplugged tree stump shook slightly.

"Hiss..." Credence somewhat believed Tom's words. He shook his head and said, "How heavy is this."

"There will be a floating spell on it," Tom said. "I don't want her to be as short as fifteen years old as Gnar."

"..."

Just halfway through the conversation between the two, Adele ran out from the direction when Credence came. Her movements were standard and her breathing was even. Except for a small red face and sweaty head, she basically couldn't see it. What's wrong with it.

She didn't rush to Tom to drink water like Credence did. Instead, she slowed down and walked slowly around the open space in front of the cabin. She looked very experienced.

"That's what I want to say," Tom shrugged and pointed to the water glass in Credence's hand. "The flowers are blooming, Mr. Beerburn... Adele was only recovering from a serious injury when he met us. Pitiful little, but Nal has been urging her to exercise during the period before school starts. This kind of simple return run is nothing to her. You see, she is still wearing small leather boots."

"Then why do you agree with my suggestion to run with Adele?"

“It’s always good for kids to exercise, not to mention it’s good for you,” Tom said with a smile, “and don’t you think it’s fun to watch Gnar run around the castle every morning with a petite worm? ?"

"It looks like Nelson's face has been lost by me..."

"How is it possible?" Tom smiled and patted Credence on the shoulder. "When you translate'Odin's eight-legged steed' into'Odin's eight-legged horse' in the ancient magic text class, every one of them is riding. When a big horse's time, Gnar's face was already lost."

Adele has walked slowly around the clearing. At this moment, she is standing behind Credence, panting evenly with her hands on her knees. She raised her head and made a grimace at the turned Credence. , Straightened up and walked towards the hut.

"The soap is in the small box behind the door." Tom said intimately.

"I know, he always put these things there." Adele walked into the room without looking back.

"It's kind of weird, right?" Tom turned his head to look at Credence, took another glass of water on the stake, and took a sip. This glass of water was not for Adele as Credence thought. Prepared, "Why do wizards run? After all, we can reach places where Muggles can only reach by walking for days and nights with their feet. In his opinion, using an iron armor curse to block evil curses is extremely stupid. If you can find cover, you will never dodge, and if you can dodge, you will never defend. Under the circumstances, his magic power is more than that of his opponent."

"I don't understand," Credence crushed the camellia with his hands, threw the dregs into the water, and took a gulp, "After all, magic is generally difficult to cause harm to me."

"Then I have to tell you a fable that Nelson shared with me when he was a child, about a group of sorcerers who mastered a defensive magic similar to the iron armor curse called'Iron Nuggets' because they were too superstitious about their own defenses. The story of being beaten by various people..."

"How do you feel weird?"

"This is a genuine magical fable recorded in "The Story of Poem Bidou"."

Tom coaxed Credence, who had never read the book, straightened his expression and said seriously, "Close to the subject, Gnar sent a letter on Thursday. He has some thoughts about Adele's situation. judge."

After that, he took out a piece of paper with crooked handwriting, full of water stains and smudges from his arms, and handed it to Credence.

"This was written by him lying on the snow in the form of Animagus. It may be a little illegible. You will just read it."

"It looks better than what I wrote..." Credence raised his forehead.

"Gar has been able to perceive the illusion that I told you before, and use the mist that filled it for his own use. This unique mist has the ability to dispel memories and communicate with the soul. In the past few years, with the research With the depth, he gradually developed some special usages."

Credence made a respectful gesture.

"Lost Fog has no effect on determined people, but for some special individuals with magical powers, it has an obvious restraint relationship," Tom frowned and said, "In order to avoid Gnar's ability to leak secrets. , I can only tell you in general terms that he can cope with any uncontrolled magic driven by strong or single emotions."

"Including silent ones?"

"Including the Silent One, I believe you have also seen him fight against Kailian. His magical power mixed with mist can dissolve Silent's huge black magic like melting snow, transforming them into pure magic power, and Silent One just can’t Control them," Tom continued, "In the Second Salem, many victims, including Adele, had actually transformed themselves into mature silence. This kind of duck-filling process of creating pain was more like a soul-catching process. At the birth of the monster, Gnar conclusively shattered Silent, who already had an entity, but those huge magical powers remained in Adele's body."

"It will breed again," Credence's eyes showed hatred. "It won't stop. As long as it is wrapped around a wizard, even if it is blasted into pieces, it will recover from any evil thoughts and continue. Corrupt the mind and body of the parasitized person."

"The problem is here," Tom said. "We check Adele's condition every day. Even in Hogwarts, no one will be happy all day long, but the thing in her body is silent. The huge magic power just fell into a dead silence like falling asleep, except for the magic that blocked her, and did not exert any influence on her."

"It's just dormant."

"This involves the next special situation," Tom raised his arm, and a small white ball was thrown into the air by him and then slowly fell. "The Second Salem killed a lot of people, and they were embracing death. I met with Gnar before, and took away all the blackness in Gnar and the survivors' hearts, like purification. The silent thinking in Adele's body was erased... My words may be a little inappropriate, but This is roughly the case, so Nal believes that the silence in Adele's body should have undergone some kind of'reduction', and her painful memory was artificially isolated from the self in a subtle way, which can be recalled. , But it was like watching, and the silent frantic and chaotic thoughts disappeared."

"It's impossible..." Credence kept shaking his head, "It's not realistic at all. How could you move a knife at a bomb? No matter how delicate the technique, it's impossible."

"We are facing a very special situation, Credence. On the way to cross the river by feeling the stones, Gnar's suggestion is that it can be used." Tom took out a booklet. "This is before Gnar. You can use the envisaged treatment course as a reference. The practice site is on the back of the mountain, where Nagini learned the reverse Animagus."

"I see."

Credence opened the booklet anxiously, his expression becoming more and more disbelief.

"I'm ready!"

Adele pushed open the door of the hut and ran out. She had already cleaned up. She had finished the breakfast Tom had left on the coffee table, combed a neat ponytail, holding a magic wand, and ready to set off.

"Credence." Tom didn't say much, but patted Credence on the shoulder vigorously.

"I will cherish her more than I cherish myself."

Soon, the two walked side by side to the venue Tom prepared for them.

"Wait, Adele!"

Tom stared at Adele's back. The ponytail was flicked, and the accessories on the head rope were very conspicuous. Tom gradually frowned. He sullenly walked to Adele who was left in place. Beside, grabbing her ponytail, the knot is dotted with an acorn.

The acorn that Dumbledore brought to them when Tom and Nelson found Christian who might be the Silent One in the Westside Orphanage in the first grade, which can effectively curb the magical runaway of the Silent.

Looking at this familiar magic item, Tom asked in a deep voice: "Adele, who gave you this?"

"This is a gift from Professor McGonagall. What's the matter? Doesn't it look good?"

Tom pondered for a moment, and lightly tapped the acorn with his wand, and a black stream flashed through. He patted Adele on the back and said, "It's pretty, remember to wear a brown one next time. Wear it with a dress."

"Oh." Adele nodded puzzledly, and hopped away.

When the two disappeared deep in the forest, Tom sighed and looked in the opposite direction. He waved his wand, his figure disappeared, and the next second he appeared in front of the hollow stump where the Ravenclaw crown was stored.

Roina didn't appear immediately, Tom simply stretched out his hand and held the crown.

When he put the crown on top of his head, the scenery in his eyes changed instantly. With the familiar Ravenclaw tower and the familiar back, Royna slowly turned his head, staring at the princess-like decoration on Tom's head, and said, "You Finally can't suppress the desire for knowledge? If it is so, then you can take it away."

"Sarah Slytherin greets you... this memory. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com" Tom raised his wand and said apologetically after performing a one-thousand-year wizarding ceremony. Before, you may have to be the root of the tree for a while. I have some personal questions and I want to find answers from Ravenclaw's knowledge."

After all, he straightened his crown, and when the jewel in the center was aimed at the center of his eyebrows, a dazzling blue light burst into Tom's eyes, while the eyes of Roy, who was standing opposite, became hollow.

In the depths of the forest, a woman with a face very different from Roy's slowly got up from a hammock made of cane and yawned. She was wearing a long green dress. After meeting Nelson and Tom, Roy's It seems to be free from the memory of Ravenclaw.

The light in Tom's eyes gradually diminished. He knew that the woman standing opposite was now only Ravenclaw's figurative knowledge.

"I heard you have a question you want to ask me."

Ravenclaw's tone was as cold as metal, without any emotion.

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