My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Hagrid, would you mind being caught by the goddess?"

Nelson tilted his head and whispered to Hagrid.

"Huh? What?"

Hagrid asked in a daze. He hadn't figured out why Nelson would mention the magic of dementia on this occasion. Out of trust, he nodded and said, "It's okay, as long as you don't watch—"

"Thank you." Before Hagrid's words fell, Nelson stood on tiptoe and stretched out his wand against his temple. Suddenly, Hagrid's large round eyes were filled with milky white light, and Nelson flicked his arm. The slender, gleaming band of mist was drawn from his temple, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in the puberty of children."

"I am not, I don't..." Hagrid murmured. He closed his eyes and fell to the ground. He was caught by a magical snake net and gently placed on the ground. When both parties accepted, Panic will not cause harm to the caster, not to mention that the caster is still a wizard like Nelson, but Hagrid still fell asleep in the emptiness of the moment when his memory was taken away, look. It seemed that his encounter in the forbidden forest tonight made him extremely tired, and the "friend" of Aragok did not seem to be as friendly as he said.

"What's the matter? Are you finally going to deal with Hagrid's cowardly because you are jealous of me?" Tom thoughtfully added a quilt to Hagrid, jokingly, "Of course, if you are willing to share it with me Now, I won’t tell Hagrid you peeked at his puberty secrets."

"Use a peek?" Nelson curled his lips. "Isn't it obvious that he squeezed on the big girl last semester? I just want to know who gave him the eight-eyed giant spider's egg... Damn it, taller than that. Hagrid is short, can't see his face clearly, and his voice is not like a local. I think such clear conditions are enough to help us exclude some people."

"Yes," Tom nodded his head appreciatively. "At least two can be ruled out. Hagrid and the big girl whom he wrote for half a year."

"I will tell him you peeked at his adolescent letter."

Nelson rolled his eyes, and slowly moved the memory condensed on the tip of his staff closer to the center of his eyebrows. This misty misty substance obediently approached his face and slowly penetrated into his left eye.

"I can't blame me, after all he asked me about rhetoric," Tom shrugged, but Nelson couldn't hear him anymore, so he had to stand aside with his arms, guarding them in the forbidden forest in the cold night. .

The fog filled Nelson's vision, and he felt his whole person sinking downward and being pulled into a dilapidated small shop.

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"Big guy, please let me down."

In a herbal shop in Knockoff Alley, Hagrid is looking for some magic herbs that can lure the tree-guarding pot. His huge body crammed the cramped small shop so tightly that customers who entered later saw that it was difficult to turn around. The space shook his head and left. The old shopkeeper’s face was covered by magical scars. He stared at the picky customer who hadn’t bought anything with his only one-eyed face. In the Knockdown Alley where monsters and ghosts are mixed, he can also be called a ruthless character. He can be called a textbook-level black wizard. At first glance, he is the kind of boss who used to be stunned before, and then was shot in the knee and had to retreat.

It’s just that even he didn’t dare to act rashly. The bosses of the magic material shop in Knockdown Alley had heard of this tall new visitor. Just before the Hogwarts holiday began, this immature-looking big guy rushed in some way. He came in and lingered in various shops selling prohibited materials and magical animals. Even though he looked like the kind of customer who was easy to persuade, he could only buy a few bargains and bring them home. Obviously, there were not a few coppers in his pocket. But they couldn't let Hagrid stand in the shop. The shops in Knockoff Alley were as small and dark as a sewer. He was standing by the door and didn't need to do business for almost half a day.

So a shopkeeper of a magical animal store took the lead and wanted to blast the undesirable customer out, but Hagrid was not afraid that most of the curse's body would soon cause him to suffer. They didn’t know that this would sometimes happen. The guy wearing the Hogwarts school robe is a half-giant. Hagrid, who was inexplicably offended, caused considerable damage to the store in his anger. If it is usual, Hogwarts may add more A missing person, Dumbledore, who has become active recently, is well-known. No one dared to touch his brows. In addition, the real cruel characters in Knockoff Alley squatted together in Azkaban. Going to prison, all these factors combined, let Hagrid, Alice who strayed into the rabbit hole, strolled safely for a holiday in the perilous dark world.

The one-eyed shopkeeper sighed and prepared to take out some bargains to send the little gangster away, so as not to open it all afternoon, but at this moment, a wizard in a black robe walked in from the door without a trace. Mind that there is not much space left in the shop, he walked to Hagrid and looked around the small shop.

"Dear guest, what do you want to pick?"

"Has Bogin Bock's shop moved? It's really a big change here. You can't even find a serious shop...

…Do you collect dragon eggs here? "

The voice of the visitor was as hoarse as metal. He tightened his hood, speaking in jerky English, and asked the shopkeeper.

Nelson sat on the table in front of the shopkeeper, his feet cocked, staring at the visitor with interest.

"You're afraid it's been a long time. If you want to find him, you may have to bring some fruits and pastries to visit the prison. I suggest you go out and turn left and go to Diagon Alley. There are many good shops there," the owner provokes one-eyed. The upper eyebrows asked softly, "What dragon?"

"Hungarian hornet, you absolutely don't have a good product in the UK."

But when the shopkeeper heard that this single was put on the big business that lasted three months last year, he slumped down on the table and shook his head, ignoring that there was a Hogwarts student next to him, and said softly: "Sir, you have come to the wrong place. In the UK now, that thing can no longer be sold."

"Oh?" The black-robed wizard said with a trace of confusion, "but last year..."

"Last year was last year, sir," the shopkeeper opened his hand and said helplessly, "Recently, those noble lords have been put up by the Black family, and they have given way to the business of magic animal products. Like a mad dog, only the magical animal products they handle are allowed to appear on the market. If you dare to violate it, just wait to be taken over by those Aurors who treat them as dogs!"

"If I remember correctly, this should be a black market, isn't it a group of outlaws who do business here?" There was a hint of sarcasm in the black robe wizard's tone.

"Extrajudicial fanatics are all squatting in jail," the shopkeeper snorted, lying on the chair, "If you can get something else, such as gorgonian or hellhound, I I can think of a way to deal with it. You know, the materials obtained from these magical animals are generally used to do some dark magic tricks. They can still circulate in the black market. What can dragon materials do? Magic wands? Protective gear? Clothing? These are all serious materials. Since you sell it, you should know how to get rid of this thing in this situation? If I eat it, I will inevitably smash a lot of kalong in it. To whom is the egg sold? Then after a few months, when it grows like a house and starts to spit fire over London, will the Ministry of Magic investigate it?"

"Hey," the black-robed wizard was amused. In Hagrid's memory, he hadn't noticed that there was a man staring at him unblinking between him and the shopkeeper. "The Ministry of Magic who really does things like you can It's really strange."

"So, if you have some other good stuff—you know what I'm talking about, you can take it out quickly." Willing to put the eggs with me, let me help you sell them slowly."

"There is no door." The visitor simply rejected him, and let the shopkeeper return to the state of lying on the chair and waiting for death.

Hagrid, who had his back to the two of them, said nothing, but his heart was not as calm as it seemed. Hagrid, who had longed for the dragon when he was a child, heard that the dragon egg has begun to drool, especially when he heard about this. The dragon egg owned by the foreign wizard is the Norwegian Ridgeback Queen, which is a powerful dragon among the dragons, and the soul has flown into his pocket.

The wizard didn't stay, turned and left the shop. Hagrid thought about it for a while and drove to catch up.

The shopkeeper who heard Hagrid's footsteps raised his head and hummed, "Two troubles."

As Hagrid left, the memory in the store closed the door to Nelson. Although everything in the memory would not affect him, he still patted the hand holding the disgusting shelf and followed Hagrid's footsteps. .

The black wizard who left the store didn’t have a quick principle. Instead, he walked and stopped as if he was interested in the products of the scammers on this street. Hagrid tiptoedly followed him and hid from time to time on the shelves on the side of the road. Behind, the small shelf was not enough to hide his figure. Nelson sighed with his forehead. This stupid boy had been exposed long ago, and he felt that his sneak was successful. Fortunately, he was lucky. The wizard did not have any bad intentions, otherwise. When school started, they had to help Hagrid, who was unfortunately killed, dig a pit several times larger than normal.

The black-robed wizard squatted next to the old witch who sold the vampire amulet to bargain. From time to time, he turned to look at Hagrid, who was half of his body exposed and only his head hidden. Nelson felt angry and laughed beside him, but this kind of gaze made him. Part of his face was exposed, and only a clean chin could be seen. It should be a wizard, but the others were still not real.

Finally, when Hagrid was about to be unable to hold on, he stood up cooperatively, paid for it, played with a garlic-flavored amulet, and turned into a side alley.

Hagrid hurried to catch up. Nelson followed. When passing by the old witch’s stall, he noticed that the stall next to her was still the vampire selling some tattered hay. The two seemed to form a funny fixed combination. .

Hagrid rushed into the dirty alley, stepping on the black stagnant water, staring blankly at the empty alley, not even noticing that Nelson and the wizard were doing the same thing behind him. -Looked up

Looked at his messy hair.

"Hey, big guy, what are you looking for?"

The wizard asked briskly behind him, his voice no longer hoarse, but instead sounded full of vitality.

"Did I get in the way? Sorry," Hagrid scratched his head and turned around. "I'm looking for—"

When he saw the person behind him, his eyes widened, and he was stunned for a few seconds before slowly saying, "I'm looking for you."

Nelson shook his head helplessly, but if this person was a little malicious and his magic was above the average line, Hagrid would be more fortunate.

"It looks like Tom should send Hagrid to confinement..." He stood between the two of them, thinking.

"Oh? Looking for me?" The wizard pointed to himself and asked curiously, "What can I do?"

"Sir, I just heard that you have a Norwegian Ridgeback egg, so I chased it up." Hagrid smiled sly, and then realized how rash he had acted rashly.

"What? Do you want to buy it?"

"Yes...sir, how much is it?"

"Looking at the current situation in the UK, I count you eight hundred."

"Eight hundred? Eight hundred what?" Hagrid's eyes widened.

"Eight hundred gallons," said the wizard in confusion, tilting his head, "I haven't been here for more than a year. Has the currency circulated by British wizards changed? Or, do you think it is 800 sec, or special?"

"Sorry...I...I don't have that much money," Hagrid flushed from the embarrassment, and he rubbed his hair irritably, showing dismay, "Sir, I know this is presumptuous, but it allows me to see. Look at your dragon egg? I feel like touching it."

"That's not good, big guy, the dragon egg is very precious, but don't worry, if you don't hatch it, the dragon egg can be stored for hundreds of years. It won't be too late to find me when you become rich." The wizard showed With great patience, he looked at the large school uniform on Hagrid and asked, "Are you a Hogwarts student?"

"Yes, sir." Hagrid replied without precaution.

"Do you know what kind of creature a dragon is? Little guy," the wizard's name to Hagrid quickly changed, and he said with a smile, "Do you want to raise a dragon?"

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"Then you are not qualified now, little guy," the wizard smiled. "If you want to be a dragon trainer, it's not enough to like it. You must have the power to defeat the dragon."

"Ah..." Hagrid couldn't imagine, how could he defeat the creature he had longed for since childhood? He doesn't know anything about his talents.

"Do you like magical animals? I think you were looking for some herbs to lure small animals."

"I like them," Hagrid smiled brilliantly as if he had found a confidant, "I like all magical animals!"

"Um...well, for the reason that you like magical animals so much," the wizard lifted up his cloak, revealing the bag and ornaments hanging around his waist—it was a mark of deathly hallows, as if to be specially exposed. To Hagrid, he fiddled with the bag and made the silver emblem spin around his waist. "I can give you a small gift. Speaking of which, Hogwarts students really like magical animals. Now Most wizards can only regard tree guards as stick insects."

"What?" Hagrid blinked expectantly.

"Well, this." The wizard touched for a long time, and took out a small silver ball from the bag. This scene was only a flash, and Hagrid hadn't noticed at all, but Nelson still noticed it, and he lightly pressed After pressing the button on one of the small silver balls, a soft-shelled purple worm egg was held in his palm and passed to Hagrid. As Hagrid described it, it was only the size of his palm. Homecoming eight-eyed giant spider, do you know what an eight-eyed giant spider is?"

Hagrid nodded.

"Come on, practice. If you want to become a dragon trainer, start with this simple magical animal."