My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

I lived in England for a while in 1923, maybe Durham, maybe Oxford, sorry, I don't really remember, I was probably a native of England before that, Maybe it was a bard who came here from northern Europe to make a living, and sometimes I even thought I was a gypsy woman who was trafficked to Yorkshire, sold to a noble's house as a maid, and later gave birth to a woman other than her skin color. Like the daughter of a princess.

These stories are insignificant, because since that year, we all encountered the same fate passing by the Happy House, no matter what the first half of my life was, its original or sad or happy ending was rewritten by him, It's like tearing off the second half of the script and sticking it to the front of a bizarre story.

happy family? hehe.

Yes, you are right, that person is Dr. Sykes.

I know that all of you Hogwarts students go to school by train. This journey has a very important symbolic meaning in the eyes of us gypsies. This ceremony can be said to be a door, a door from your ordinary and peaceful life. Going to the door that is far from the grotesque, your door is much gentler, the admission notice sent by the owl, the living expenses, tuition and miscellaneous expenses subsidized by the school board, you will still have your own magic wand, but for those who passed by the ranch during that time period This is undoubtedly a sinister and sinister door to hell, sadly, the door handle is not even opened by us, the maliciousness of fate as we pass there, grinning and observing this different door His hand shoved hard behind my back, and the man grabbed my arm and pulled me back hard.

My father once told me that the fairy tales that only the older generation could read were actually records of life in ancient times, when I was studying in a church school, and you may not know that living in England, in Norway, Compared with Protestantism, people believe in Catholicism, which is more conservative and extreme. Those books that record Norse myths and stories are also outright banned books. But when I was a child, I didn’t have much to read. It happened that my grandmother followed my grandfather when I was young. In the world, every time I was off on Sunday, I would go to my grandmother to listen to her fairy tales.

What? Norway? Yes, I'm from Norway, are you interested there? It is also good to visit in summer. If you are lucky, you can also see the polar day and the aurora.

She told me that there is a big world outside, and I won't lose sight of the sun in winter, and I won't worry about being hit by the snow covered by the pine needles on the top of my head. The bard, made up my dream to my father, and escaped north of the Tropic of Cancer after attending my grandmother's funeral, of course, if I had known it would be like this, I would rather take my father's chainsaw and be a Lumberjacks never seen.

I traveled almost all over Europe and confirmed almost everything my grandmother told me, but by that time I didn't believe what my father told me about the "ancient records". Going up the stream, you can find a family named Weltening. They are the remnants of Odin's mythical kingdom. They hold the power of magic. She also told me that the gods who used to be high in the past have changed their temperament, and they will Choose to live in the flock and feel our ups and downs.

I used to be curious about the "gods", and if I had known this would happen in the future, I would have never heard their stories.

Ok? Why are you so interested in this Norwegian story? Did I really look along the stream? Of course, how could I have never looked for it? There is only a gray old house in the water source. Maybe it was the palace of a nobleman in the past. If you are really interested, I can show you in the future, of course. , provided you haven't killed me by then.

After that... let me think about it, when I was studying for a PhD in the UK, I met that person, and at that time I even wanted to change my major, because my classmates in the college would instinctively think of me as someone with solid academics when they heard my name. , but although my surname is Darwin, I have always studied chemistry in the past few years, but they are still willing to ask me about the secrets of evolution and the frontier of academics. How do I know this? I'm just a hapless **** who chose the wrong major.

He is a few years older than me. I heard that he stayed in school for many years in order to read books, and no one drove him away. I was on the way to the library that day and was stopped by that man. I thought he would talk to those guessing I, like anyone who has no relation to Darwin, can be dismissed at will, but his first words took me by surprise.

"Your sister asked me to take care of you."

Yes, that's what he said in his first sentence. My sister, who only shows up in a hurry at Christmas, is an old acquaintance with him.

Yeah, I didn't know she was a witch at the time, damn, I always thought she joined MI6 or something and became a female agent with two guns collecting intelligence in Germany, man, can you? Thinking of one of your often faceless relatives who is a witch? I can't think of it anyway.

I quickly became acquainted with that man, and sometimes he would ask me to do experiments together. Some of his ideas went far beyond the scope of biology, like the ideas proposed by a person who had never studied in college, and even more outrageous. The thing is, he has been able to succeed again and again. I think this is the power of magic. One night when he was doing an experiment, he suddenly asked me to call him brother-in-law.

Oh damn, I really want to go back in time and slap my **** stinky mouth so hard how can I call that **** murderous brother-in-law? ! Fear? No no no, you're wrong, I'm not afraid at all, I'm just resentful, even then I was resentful - I was the third last to know about my sister's marriage, the second last first who is it? Who else could it be? Of course it was her unlucky mother and father!

I was young and didn't understand the sinister nature of people. Not only did I attend their wedding, I didn't notice the strange guests, but I also got close to him at school. I have to say, he still has some brains. He was called Little Darwin at that time, and his nickname was Middle Darwin... Who is Big Darwin? Isn't it obvious? Of course Darwin himself.

In the year I graduated, he also chose to leave the school, and we got a doctorate hat together. At that time, he had just completed an epoch-making experiment - transplanting the brain of a dying mouse to another mouse completely. body, and let it live peacefully for a week.

He hid this result, but his other research is enough to make him a hot guy, and there are even reporters who came from Germany to interview him. You can read the newspapers at that time if you are interested, if he is not a wizard , I'm afraid it will really remove the "中" from the nickname.

On the night he went out to celebrate in a pub in Greater London, he told me that he was a wizard, and so was my unlucky sister, and I only thought he was drunk and talking nonsense, but I didn't expect to get out of a hangover the next day. When I woke up, my sister was sitting at the head of my bed, she opened the curtains, and I saw something I will never forget in my life - a dragon, a **** dragon!

Yes, when it comes to dragons, I have to mention the afternoon when I first saw the dragon. Just after prayer, my mother-in-law took me around the village, but his hound broke free from the rope and got lost. When I was young, I could run very fast even in a skirt, so I chased into the forest to look for a hunting dog. Our dog is brown and red, so I couldn’t see clearly in the red pine forest. Before I knew it, I went deep into the forest. , after walking around for a long time, when it was dark, I finally found it on the other side of the forest... cluck, you can't imagine a dog can climb a tree at all, it trembled with fright on the branch, I want to pick it up It came down, but it didn't dare to move at all, as if it saw something terrible, I looked carefully, oh! My God, it wasn't dark at all, it was a black dragon!

The dragon stared at me and drooled, but fortunately there is him... Although he is a little old, I know that he is my knight, who can defeat a dragon with a short wooden stick, I know, I am right God's prayers were answered, and he was the man Maria brought to me.

How can I not understand love, I am already twelve years old! My sister next door got engaged when I was my age! You laugh at my actions, you hate me more than my dad!

That's the way it is, sorry, but sometimes I get sick like this, act weird, and even think I'm someone else, especially when I'm reminiscing about the past... Who am I now? Didn't I tell you just now? You have a really bad memory, I'm Kada Irunga, I suggest you go to St Mungo, I know you have a good hospital in the UK, or I'll take you to see a doctor in our Congo later.

Where did you just say it? Yes, look at my memory, I just graduated from Waggardo last year and made an appointment with friends to come to England for our graduation trip, but the bad guys seem to have let my pigeons go, I was on your magic bus last month Wandering around and getting attacked by a dark wizard while getting out of the car!

You must be careful, that guy is not an ordinary person. He keeps a lot of vicious dark magic creatures. He is an out-and-out dangerous person. Do you know the contact information of your Ministry of Magic? I have to let the Aurors deal with this kind of guy, by the way, are you the one who rescued me? You must destroy his laboratory, he has carried out too much evil black magic research in his manor, and caught a lot of Muggles for it!

You understand, Nelson, my sister died that year, and you have seen what happened just now. There are too many wronged souls in my walking body. In order not to make myself crazy, I can only Their lives stop at the moment they enter the happy home.

Yes, I am Ivy Darwin now, but Ivy Darwin was actually the first person to fall, I think you should have seen those experiments by Dr. Sykes, in order to resurrect his wife, he would like to spell Putting other people together like a puzzle, trying to restore the structure of their soul, life and magic with the Sykes he invented, brewing magic enough to bring the dead back to life on the stitched body.

Actually we have more, but most people have gone mad, or simply turned into walking dead with nothing but existence, in order not to get your ears dirty with those crazy babble, I can only pick these. Listen to the story to tell you.

I woke up in the room where you held the big metal plate down, seriously, I'm not much older than you in terms of my "life", at first I just wanted to kill Dr. Sykes This enemy who brought me misfortune, but unfortunately, when I climbed out of the grave, the happy house has become a wasteland, and he has long since been wiped out by his peers because of his research on taboo subjects. Since then, until now, I have All he pursues is death, but **** it, his experiment was a success!

I've become a monster that won't die, won't hurt, won't be happy, won't be sad! I've never felt that life is such a painful thing, I've provoked countless wizards and tried to kill me with their hands, but they're too weak... I've also looked for Muggle scientists, but they I just wanted to find the secret of immortality and imprison me, but when the war swept through, I was the only one who crawled out of the ruins.

I studied his notes, but it was always missing the most crucial part of Sykes' restoration, but his eldest daughter never left Hogwarts, and after she left, she hid in Ilvermorny. Man, his youngest daughter, as you can see, Jokunda Sykes can't really be called a qualified witch, and I don't think even Dr. Sykes is stupid enough to put that magic on her.

Last year, I went to the Happy House again, but it had broken ground again and changed the name to Blake, and I could only use some tricks to hear from the wizards there that you have been there and put there Everything was burnt, I think you should have found something, that's why I came to you.

Can we not mention the eight-eyed spider? This has nothing to do with us.

You are far more than I imagined. Not only did I smell the Sykes restoration on the things you handed over to the little boy, but I also found that you were one step ahead and mastered the three Deathly Hallows. In fact, these few I have been looking for them for years. After mastering death, I should be able to die, right?

I really can't stand this kind of life... I don't know who I am, I don't know the direction of my journey, I wake up in different babble every day, sometimes I hate him to the core, sometimes I love him deeply. too disgusting.

When everything is deadlocked, I will go to the place where "I" lived before, which is also the consensus of "I".

I know what you want, UU read www.uukanshu.com But Dr. Sykes is not crazy you can imagine, I'd like to see you find a way for me to master my magic, if those muggles can do it without your tools With magic, something like this won't happen again.

What? How can I travel so many places in such a short time? You're still too young, Nelson, and if you're like me, you can go this far if you spend your coffee time walking.

Need me to help you clean up the mess? People like me who are not afraid of death, I think even Grindelwald will have a headache for a while, should I take care of them all for you, and then you hurry up and study your Deathly Hallows.

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"You can try it and see if Grindelwald can kill you," Nelson narrowed his eyes, feeling the surging and mixed magic in Ivy's heart, and stood up, "A lot of Parisians have already left the city, Everything is a foregone conclusion, the next confrontation may be on the negotiating table, and I'm afraid I don't have the time to help you before that."

"I've waited for so long, and I'm not in a hurry anymore," Ivey twisted his neck. "By the way, I didn't say anything strange just now, did I?"

"I do not remember."