My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Blake! Why are you..." Slughorn lowered his head and grabbed Alphad's neckline, almost touching Alphad's trembling forehead with his forehead. He bared his teeth and looked over his eyes to make him unconscious. Xin's student, seeing the dense crowd behind him, asked in a daze, "Wait...what are you doing?"

"Duel Club, Professor." Nelson stood behind the door abruptly and explained, "The spell I practiced today is the Iron Armor Curse."

"Oh... duel club? Williams, are you there too?" Professor Slughorn suddenly realized that in the face of so many students, he should pay attention to some image, so he used a magic wand on his shoulder and printed it. The honey pot and brown bear's pajamas turned into a robe with a "wheeze". He turned his head and said, "I'll tell you later, now, Black, tell me, what the **** are you doing?"

"Professor," Tom squeezed out of the crowd, facing the angry Professor Slughorn, lowered his head, and said sincerely, "Sorry, I brought the classmates together. They just practiced a simple iron armor curse. , I did these movements."

Nelson was about to say something, but saw Tom glaring at himself frantically, he closed his mouth and listened in silence.

"Tom?" Professor Slughorn loosened his grip on Alphad and tightened the clothes on his body. Not only did he feel that the evening breeze in the summer night was a bit chilly, but he also felt a bit of toothache, chewing teeth. Asked, "What did you do? You are traveling at night again, what are you doing?"

"I think that although we have learned enough theoretical knowledge in class, there are few opportunities to practice, especially Defence Against the Dark Arts. I think our students should master some methods to protect themselves in this situation. "Tom explained, "So I called some classmates, found such a long-time-unused student activity room, and practiced here."

"Practice...Iron Armor Curse?"

Professor Slughorn shook his still somewhat unconscious head. Tonight, as usual, he drank a glass of mead after washing, and got into the warm bed comfortably, but was caught in the first sleep. The violent shaking awakened. At first he thought he was drinking too much, but the ornaments that fell on the table and the alarms of the professors afterwards told him that the previous tremor was not an illusion.

He stared suspiciously at the messy ground behind Tom, where it looked like he had just experienced the ravages of a fire dragon. He looked into Tom’s eyes and asked, “Are you practicing this iron armor curse? If it’s true. , I think your confinement may last until graduation."

"Sorry, Professor, I just—"

"Professor, it's us." A pale Slytherin squeezed through the crowd and interrupted Tom's words. Under the surprised eyes of Tom and Slughorn, he said breathlessly. "We wanted a chance to practice, a chance to fight, so we asked Riddle to help us."

"Really?" Professor Slughorn asked back. "Why didn't you ask the teacher? Why did you come here in the middle of the night."

"Professor..." The young man who was the first to stand up to excuse Tom hesitated and said nothing.

"Okay, Avery, I know what your virtue is." Slughorn looked at him up and down and snorted coldly. "Even if I give you a hammer and let you break the floor, you may not be able to do it. understand."

"You, come out," Professor Slughorn rolled his eyes around the crowd, and saw Moody standing aside. He stretched out his hand, pointed at Moody, picked his finger, and said, "I remember you are Alasto Moody of Lanfindor? You tell me the truth, what happened here before."

"professor……"

"Let me tell you first, your violation of the school rules night tour is just a small matter, you know? Hogwarts castle just tilted a few degrees in the direction of the Slytherin Tower, the movement you made may lead to major overhaul of the building." Professor Slaghorn said softly, "Don't be afraid, say it..."

The round face under Moody’s, the surrounding students were afraid to show up. They had done group night tours before, but that time Tom alone resisted all the responsibilities, not to mention, he was arrested like today. This is also the first time that if Moody tells the truth, then Tom and Nelson will face great penalties-Nelson may not be familiar with them, but Tom is the one who really helped them.

"Professor, we asked Riddle to provide us with a chance for a duel," Moody swallowed and raised his head. Even though Professor Slughorn might have guessed the truth, he still said stubbornly." Riddle really helped me a lot. I couldn't even put the Iron Armor Curse before..."

"It's OK..."

Professor Slughorn waved his hand and didn't want to listen any more. He had indeed guessed the truth of the matter. As a serious and responsible teacher, he knew the progress of each student well.

Looking at the ground that was almost ploughed in the center of the activity room, he knew clearly that only two people present could achieve this level of magic. Coupled with the nature of their "duel club", the answer was already on paper. ——Two young wizards with extraordinary talents. For some reason, they may be vanity, they may be showing off their skills, or they may have played real fire. In short, they cast some or even some powerful spells and destroyed The facilities of the activity room even destroyed the foundation of Hogwarts in disrepair.

But when he could not hear the answer he wanted, the anger of being awakened from the bed slowly subsided, and the professor felt a little relieved instead.

"We asked Riddle to give us this opportunity." Older Jeffrey stood up, followed by a student from Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, but More from Slytherin.

"Professor, it's our business."

"Riddle really just came to help us."

"We really appreciate him for giving us this opportunity!"

"..."

"So the ground is because the building quality of the student activity room is too poor, which caused the iron armor curse you practiced to bounce back the curse?" Professor Slughorn pressed his hands down, and when the students calmed down, he couldn't laugh or cry. Asked, "This is an accident, isn't it?"

The students around did not speak, but nodded vigorously in unison.

"But your night tour behavior has violated the school rules. I think you should go to your respective deans to receive your punishment after dawn tomorrow. I will explain the situation to them. You are expected to receive two to three class hours of confinement or Labor." He cleared his throat, glared at Tom, and continued, "As for Tom, I think your confinement will have to be extended for another year, and your'duel club'—"

Looking at those eyes that were eager to become stronger, Professor Slughorn softened his heart. He changed his conversation and said, "In the future, it can only be done during the day. In order not to affect your studies, you'd better move to the weekend... I caught you for a night tour, Tom! I don’t want you to have to go back to school regularly to confine you after graduation."

"Thank you, professor." Tom raised his head and smirked at Professor Slughorn.

Slughorn was also infected by his smile and laughed cheerfully, but he soon realized that his expression was inappropriate, so he straightened his face and pointed to the students around him and said:

"Well, tomorrow I will talk to the teachers and see if I can reinforce it or build a venue that can withstand... the duel drill."

Professor Slughorn waved his hand helplessly. The expression on his face softened slightly. He looked at the students whose faces were full of fear and struck their necks and looked at him. He was angry and funny, regardless of whether they were right. Whether Tom’s maintenance is sincere, whether it is out of gratitude or being held up by greater public opinion, he is also pleased that the students in his college can be so united-not to mention that there are many other college students here, which is not correct Is it the scene every teacher wants to see most?

"Okay, okay, boys," the professor clapped his hands and said loudly, "Since I am here and you have this appeal, I can't just sit back and watch. No teacher will refuse the students' desire to become better. "

The students looked at him, wondering what medicine was sold in the gourd.

"You show me your iron armor curse, let me see what I can teach you." After all, he stepped forward, put his hand on Tom's shoulder, and said with an ear, "Tom, you It's really bold enough, aren't you afraid of teaching any problems?"

"Professor, I believe in them and I believe in myself."

"Good boy," Professor Slughorn's eyes widened, and he held Tom's shoulders and pushed him towards the crowd. "Go, go and stay with your friends."

Then, he raised his wand high, the floor of the activity room returned to its original shape in a tremor, and the extra wall lamps made the room brighter. He walked to the center of the high platform and said loudly, "Let The teacher will tell you what the iron armor curse is, and I will also teach you a few very good self-defense spells. Come and take a closer look."

The crowd looked at Tom, seeming to be asking for his opinion. He nodded, and students from various colleges flocked to Professor Slughorn.

The only people who noticed this scene were Nelson leaning on the door wall, Professor Slughorn in the distance, and Moody in the crowd. The friends that Tom had cultivated since his first grade had gradually formed the stars. The fiery posture.

Nelson raised his eyebrows and blew his whistle. These young wizards may not have a strong one, but who knows what they will become in the future?

"I apologize for my previous mistakes," Jeffrey walked around Moody and walked to the field marked by Professor Slughorn, bumping him heavily with his shoulder as he passed, and said in a bad tone." Moody, I admit that you are a real Gryffindor, next time you practice, you can find me."

"Really...Thank you." Moody felt afraid for a while, and responded mechanically, "I will."

Jeffrey did not respond to him. He had already ran to the center of the activity room to watch the professor's teaching.

...

Professor Slughorn dare to say that this is definitely the third happiest night in his years of work, except for the collective night tour of the students.

But if the time is moved to when the sun has not yet set, this will be a perfect day. In this small student activity room, he once again regained the joy of learning a new curse as a student. , After graduation, I am proud to be a Hogwarts teacher and I am satisfied with my years of working experience and finally becoming the Dean of Slytherin.

He demonstrated over and over again those spells that had not been used for more than ten years, and corrected the mistakes of the students around him over and over again. He also had a handy assistant who could not be used any more—Tom’s learning progress was far more magical than Sis. Professor Ragerhorn expects that Tom can skillfully help him demonstrate all he wants to show to the students, all the situations that may occur when the wizard is against the enemy, the defensive skills that senior students and even graduates can’t play. And the curse seemed so handy in Tom's hands.

With such an excellent assistant, Professor Slughorn even felt that the stupid appearance of the students who used to be very stupid had become naive at this moment.

"Tom, I think you might consider becoming a teacher after graduation." After demonstrating the obstacle spell for a Ravenclaw girl, he looked at Tom, who had carefully dismantled the spells and spells, and casually suggested, " I think you are very suitable to be an educator."

"Thank you, teacher—"

"No~www.readwn.com~No," Teacher Slughorn rejected his last sentence, shook his head, and said, "Your future should not be limited to a small school, Hogwarts should say You are proud, instead of being a chain that binds you, you have a broader future."

"Actually," Tom explained the obstacle curse to the girl, turned his head, and said seriously, "Professor, it has always been my goal to be a teacher at my alma mater. I want to be a person like you, teach and educate people, this It’s a great job."

"Really?" Professor Slughorn raised his eyebrows and laughed cheerfully, his anger completely disappeared, "Tom, but I can't exempt you from confinement."

"I can't wait to learn more with you," Tom complimented. "Professor, your teaching is much more efficient than our students are trying to follow their plans."

"Horace, are you here?" The door of the activity room was opened with a "bang" again, and it suffered as many injuries as the ground today.

But the second uninvited guest's voice was a little slender, and her appearance did not make even one of the surrounding students in the center of the activity room look back.

"Professor Sykes, good evening."

The visitor turned his head, flicked the shredded hair from the sideburns behind his ears, and stared at Nelson, who was leaning on the wall behind the door and plunged into shadow.

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