My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Thirty inches," Alphad lay down on the table in the lounge without interest, and pressed his chin against the eaves of the table. There seemed to be wisps of black air on top of his head. "He just killed me, forget it... I wrote it all my life. May not add up to so many homework."

"Last week’s potions class, spell class, history of magic, and transformation are about forty-five inches together," Tom said with his head toasted on the sofa beside him, and said, "Of course, if you haven’t I have done homework, and it is true that your entire life does not add up to that many homework."

"I can't hear what you are talking about..." Alphad simply buried his head in his arms, pretending to be an ostrich incompetent, and said to himself, "In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't write... Anyway, I guess it's very I will soon be killed by my family. I hope I can be buried next to the Baltic Sea after I die. I heard that the girls there are very beautiful..."

　　 "Gnar." Tom no longer paid attention to Alphad who was complaining about himself, turned his head to look at Nelson in the corner, and whispered.

　　 "Oh! By the way, Nelson!" Alphad was refreshed and suddenly came back to life.

　　 But Nelson still lowered his head, he didn't hear the sound around him at all.

　　 "Nal, Nal!" Tom stood up, walked towards Nelson, who was shrunk aside and didn't know what to do, patted him on the shoulder, and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

　　 "Huh?" Nelson raised his head, held up a shiny gold sequin, and said, "I'm doing crafts."

　　 "Do handicrafts?" Seeing the glittering things, Tom was immediately intrigued. He approached Nelson and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"The scales of medieval armor," Nelson put the gold piece back on the table, turned the flat knife into a file, polished it lightly, raised it to the front, took out a silver one, put it together, and closed one Observe carefully, "It doesn't feel much difference."

　　 "Uh, I didn't ask you what this thing is, I mean, what kind of material it is," Tom looked more and more beautiful in the scales, so he asked, "Is it gold?"

　　 "Yes, pure gold." Nelson put the two scales together, raised his wand, and said something to them.

　　 "Are you going to make a pure gold armor?" Tom raised his eyebrows, thinking in his heart, "I want to make one too."

"Of course..." Nelson dragged a long tone and raised his head. "No, what do you think? That's too earthy. Remember the armor at the door of Dumbledore's office? I used one of its scales, and I have to return one. Golden."

　　 "That's it," Tom held his chin, thoughtfully, "It's really an armor with extraordinary business acumen..."

　　 "Nelson..."

　　 Hearing the call, Nelson and Tom turned around at the same time and saw Alphad rubbing their hands, standing behind them and laughing.

　　 "Mr. Williams..."

　　 "The genius of transfiguration who has independently published papers in the school while in school..."

　　 "The benevolent Dark Lord..."

　　 Alphad's tone became more and more flattering, which made Nelson shocked.

"Alphad, it's not that I don't want to help you," Nelson waved his hand and declined, "You know, my potion level may be about the same as a Muggle, and it takes a lot of effort to write by myself. Really, if it's polymorphism, I won’t say anything, I will write it for you right away."

"Master Dark Lord," Alphad patted his chest "banging", "Ning rest assured, I will definitely not let Ning Bai do it. I can tell Ning what my sister likes to eat, so can my sister. We still have a distant house. My little sister will go to school next year."

　　 "You are really perverted..."

　　"Thank you for the compliment. Didn’t Ning ask me about the formula of the explosive potion today? To be honest, Ning said that we have a lot of this formula or magic, I can steal it, and it is powerful, you know."

　　 "How do I feel that your words are so strange?" Nelson scratched his head.

　　 "No no," Alphad waved his hand and said, "I know this is definitely not enough. There are several family history books in my study, I think you must be interested."

　　 "Uh..." Nelson scratched his head, thought for a while, opened his hand and said, "Well, what's the topic? But your sister and sister don't forget..."

"Great Dark Lord, can I kiss your ring? If you have a ring." Alphad stepped back, bent down, and gave Nelson a funny wizarding ceremony, making everyone around him laugh." I didn’t think about the topic. You can just think of one."

　　 "Okay." Nelson shrugged, took a roll of parchment from his bag, and pulled it down thirty inches.

　　 "That's right, I want to ask," Nelson felt uncomfortable under Alphad's gaze, and couldn't help but asked, "Why do you want me to write for you?"

"Because your potions class is poor," Alphad said, keeping his bow and salute, raising his head, blinking his eyes, "I think if Tom can write for me, Professor Slughorn will definitely be fine. I can see that someone else wrote it for me, only you, who are especially good at homework, and the level is similar to mine."

　　 "……"

　　 There was an awkward silence.

　　 "Punch——"

　　 Tom covered his mouth, finally couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud.

"Alphad," Nelson rubbed his temples, gathered the parchment in his hand into a ball, gritted his teeth and said, "I think it would be better for you to be killed by your family. I can send you to the Baltic Sea. Two beautiful local girls will help you dig the pit."

　　……

"It's so irritating! Do you hear him speak human words?" In the library, Nelson held a stack of books and threw them on the table angrily, looking at the opposite Tom, and said, "I will enroll next year. My sister far away is too abnormal, really outrageous."

"Are you angry with this sentence?" The opposite Tom was holding a wizard adventure novel that he had just found on the bookshelf, leaning on the back of his chair with Erlang's legs, and chuckled softly, "Especially good at homework, but with good level. It's almost like me...hahahahaha, I'm going to give him a medal, pure gold."

　　 "Speaking loudly is not allowed in the library!" The administrator's voice floated from a distance, "Williams! Put your books well, you should love them like your lover."

　　 "Hahaha, I really like the library more and more." Tom put his arm on the back of the chair and said, "I suggest we come more later."

"And you! Riddle! Don't put your feet on the chair," the administrator stepped closer, and his angry voice became louder. "Also! The school library is not for you to read wizard adventure novels, hopefully You can study hard!"

"Sorry! I'll put it back!" Tom turned around, struck his neck and said, then turned around, lowered his voice, and said to Nelson, "Really, I think the library environment is a bit bad, we still Go to the secret room and read a book."

"wait for me a bit."

　　 Tom took a closer look. Nelson had already unscrewed the ink bottle, and started writing on the parchment with a quill pen. He squinted his eyes and found that Nelson had finished writing ten inches or more.

"His--" Tom took a breath, which made the whole library warmer. He reopened the wizarding adventure novel, put it on the table, and sighed, "You are really fast, no wonder Alpha De said you can do your homework in particular."

　　 "I will especially suggest that the teacher assign more homework." Nelson rolled his eyes, and dried up the content that had been written before. "I will suggest it in the next class. Anyway, I write fast. Let's die together."

　　 "That wouldn't be enough," Tom turned the book in front of him casually to a page and started to read it with a frown, "You should consider other innocent classmates."

　　 "Tom, there is no innocent snowflake in the avalanche."

　　 "Your sentence is good, I want to write it down." Tom nodded, "You deserve to be the Dark Lord. It's a good excuse for killing innocent people."

　　 "The real Dark Lord never bothers to justify such things."

　　 "You are still a professional, Gnar," Tom gave a thumbs up, turned the novel in front of him to the next page, and exclaimed, "Benevolent Dark Lord."

　　 "You might as well look for a few Muggle books," Nelson raised his eyes, glanced at the contents of Tom's hand, and said, "Wizard's literary works are about the same level as Alphad's bragging at the party."

"It's okay, at least it's a good pastime," Tom said with a curled lips. "At least in this book, this wizard uses a large cat-cock to get close to the Sphinx. I think it's a good attempt. It may make us less at a loss when fighting the Sphinx."

"Leave aside why you are fighting against Sphinx, I think you can try," Nelson said, dipped in ink, "I think this will make Sphinx feel that you are insulting him, and then there will be no pain. To die."

　　……

　　 Not far from the Port of London, a huge cruise ship that was quiet as if it hadn't started was quickly approaching the coastline. As it approached the harbour, it suddenly plunged into the water.

Newt Scamander, the magical animal expert with bubbles on his head is guarding a large wooden box on the bow, with the suitcase that never leaves at his feet, waving his wand, and using a larger bubble handle. The wooden box covered himself with the witch next to him.

"I think Nelson would like this," Newt said excitedly, leaning on the wooden box with his hand, feeling a slight but obvious tremor from the creatures inside, "Sphynx! There are probably two hundred and three British wizards. I haven't seen it in ten years, it suits his kind of mental wizard."

"I really don't know the fun of guessing brain teasers with a big cat," the witch beside Newt curled her lips and said disdainfully. She has shiny golden brown shoulder-length hair and a black robe. , There was a simple shiny silver accessory on her waist. It was Tina Goldstein of the Magic Congress of the United States. She stood beside Newt, playing with a sign engraved with a silver owl, and said grimly, "One Speaking of your junior, you are happy. I suggest you go and spend time with him."

"You don't understand, Tina," Newt shook his head. Contrary to most people in the world, the older he gets, the more handsome he is. He hasn't seen him in a few years. His face is full of stories, and his half-length hair follows The wand fell down with a swipe and returned to her original hairstyle. Newt stretched out her arm and Tina pulled it up naturally, but heard him say, "Nelson is like me, a guy who likes magical animals. He I will love the Sphinx."

"Didn’t you say that you didn’t like to take magical animals away from their homes?" Tina retorted, "Now you bring sphinxes across the ocean from Egypt to England. Is this the person who likes magical animals? ?"

"You don't understand, Tina, the Sphinx can communicate, and it wants to come to the UK to see it," as if to confirm his words, the big wooden box shook, and Newt patted Tina's hand with great interest. Said, "I can see the eagle-headed horse with winged beasts again! I don't know if they let me in, if it doesn't work..."

"you!"

Tina snorted and shook Newt's hand vigorously. She turned her head and walked out of the bubbles. From time to time she turned her head and took a peek, only to find that Newt was lying in a hole in the big wooden box and looking inside. She stomped and gritted her teeth. After leaving, this set of movements is extremely proficient, and it can be seen that similar things have happened many times.

"It's really an elm bump!" Tina walked to the ship's gunwale and leaned on the railing to watch the fish in the sea. Although the cruise ship was traveling in the sea ~www.readwn.com~, the deck and the passengers on the deck were almost unaffected by it. Affected, except for the need to wear the bubble head curse, their clothes are not wet at all.

"Oh!" She drew her wand and poked the squid floating in front of her, but because she poked a stream of ink too hard, Tina jumped aside and sighed, "If he knows the mood, it's not Newt. "

Compared with when Nelson met for the first time a few years ago, Tina’s change is not too big, but it is not a small one. She has grown her hair a little longer and draped it loosely behind her head, her original serious face softened a lot. Her eyes became brighter. For three years, she led her Auror team to search for an anti-wizard organization called Second Salem throughout the United States. Newt followed her and looked for An old friend.

They had just found a cruise ship equipped with a second Salem special cage in Boston Bay, but the clue was cut off from the battle traces in the cargo hold. This time they followed Newt to the UK and said it was a holiday, but it was actually an investigation. Can't go down.

　　 Thinking of this, Tina rubbed her head and rubbed her hair into a mess.

"Forget it, I don't want to!" Tina straightened her hair by the clean iron railing, and turned to Newt, "You are going to separate from your sphinx. The boat has entered the river, I think, British magic People from the Ministry should be here soon."

"Okay...bye." Newt patted the wooden box with regret and walked to the bow. There were a few wizards with big bubbles floating in the river not far away. He straightened his neckline and waited for the cruise ship. Get close to them.

　　 "Why meet in the water? It's too inconvenient!" Tina shook her head puzzled. She walked back to the cabin as a tourist on the boat, and it was time to avoid it.