My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"As you can see, there was a battle here." The fat man shivered and put on the wizard's robe that had just been taken off from his subordinates, and sent him away, "Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's really cold to put on the muggle's clothes "

　　 "You have worked so hard. A dedicated official like you is really rare nowadays." Tom leaned over slightly and said with a smile on his face.

　　 "Haha, I just happened to be free today, so I can't worry about them." Tom's praise seemed to make him feel very useful. The fat man smiled and asked the two of them, "Are there only you two wizards around?"

"As far as I know, yes." Tom nodded earnestly, as if he asked a big question, "There is a ten-year-old girl in the West City Orphanage over there who is a little wizard, but she may have to be able to be there next year. Entrance... There should be no adult wizards besides that."

"Um... this is hard to do." The fat man frowned, looked at the construction site in the middle of the road, waved his hand and called to the man who had just been sent away, whispered a few words to the trembling man, again Turning his head to look at Tom and Nelson, who was looking at the middle of the road next to him, "You better stay away from there. I'm not sure for the time being whether there is danger there."

"Danger?" Tom knows too well whether there is any danger there. Apart from the huge blow to the olfactory system, there is almost no danger there. Even the group of snakes gathered before have all dispersed. "Sorry, sir, it can be convenient. Tell me? After all, the relatives who adopted us can't be magic..."

"Oh...adopted? You are such a good boy." The fat man reached out his hand as if he wanted to touch the head of the lovely handsome guy in front of him, but when he looked at the tall Tom, he took his hand back and put it to his mouth to cough. He said, "You should also pay attention to safety, after all, first-year students are not much better than Muggles."

"Come on, let's take a closer look. You don't have to worry about being with me." He held Tom's arm with one hand, and with the other hand brought Nelson, who seemed to have been observing the construction into the gods, over, and embraced them. People approached the energetic wizards, "Look there, there is a large pool of blood under the rolled up piece of land, can you see it?"

　　 "I saw it." Nelson glanced sideways, then went back to look at the construction site, while Tom stared intently at the condensed and darkened blood on the ground.

"Hahaha, don't be afraid. You will see a lot of this kind of scenes in the future." He saw Nelson who turned his head after a glance, thinking he was afraid, "Look, the blood on the ground is very large, indicating the amount of bleeding. It's huge... it has far exceeded the amount of a normal adult wizard. What does this mean?"

　　 He sold it and looked at Tom with encouraging eyes. Tom, with a timid expression, replied in a quiet voice, "Explain that the injured creature is very big?"

"Yes, it's big, and it's not so big," the fat man patted Tom's shoulder approvingly, then lowered his arm to point to his foot. "Look here, there is a one-meter-thick indentation on the ground. The color of the soil is different from other places. So we judged that the cause of all this should be a huge magical animal, maybe a dragon or something... After all, the traces here are too messy and too broken, we can only see It comes out big."

"You are so knowledgeable!" Tom ignored Nelson, who was standing behind the fat man and rolled his eyes at him. He just spoke in a respectful tone. His tone was extremely sincere. In fact, even though Tom faced Nelson, He will be sincere and mean, but no one I know at school will not praise him as an outstanding, personable, humble and reliable person. Even many teachers think so and are willing to answer questions for this positive teenager. Even to teach some knowledge that cannot be learned in textbooks, at least most teachers are like this-Tom continued, "I understand, it is a huge magical animal that caused all this."

"Yes, that's it." The fat man nodded comfortably, "Most magical disasters are caused by magical animals. It seems that this time is no exception, but this time the situation is more complicated than what we have seen most often. Quite a lot."

　　 The two followed his footsteps towards the rolled up piece of land, dripping blood from the gap between its two ends. The scene looked extremely brutal.

"Look here, this ground is made by magic, look at the spikes inside, oh my god..." The fat man stopped the two people who were about to approach, and stretched out his wand to point to a broken thorn scattered on the side. "You little wizards like you dare not get close anymore, the thorns are flying!"

"Don't grab it." He held the spike with his magic wand. It was late at night, and the sharp spike floated on the tip of the rod and slowly rotated, shining with cold light in the moonlight. After showing the two of them for a while, he waved The magic wand, it whirled out and plunged deeply into the soil, "Did you see it? The cross section is an ordinary brick, but the outside is an unusually strong and sharp metal. I don't know what magic it is, I guess it might be. Transfiguration, this requires extremely deep transformation knowledge... Oh, don't be discouraged, you are only in the first grade, and you will be able to do it sooner or later."

　　 Nelson and Tom lowered their heads, looking like they had been hit. The fat man didn't know what they were thinking, so he could only say a word of relief.

"Look at that lump of cabbage... the ground is full of spikes like this. It seems that the bleeding magical animal got injured there and finally escaped. I don't think magical animals usually make such a torture instrument to trap themselves. Live, besides, there are many traces of battles and spells around." He lowered his voice, bent over the ears of the two and said in a kind of ghost story, "So this may be a brutal dark wizard and a huge head. The magical beasts fought, and then the magical beasts escaped, so you must be careful..."

At this moment, his blue-faced subordinates came over and whispered to him, every word was trembling. After speaking, he straightened up and shrugged at Tom and Nelson, with a look of "No way to go up." That’s how it is stipulated," she spread her hands out, "I'm sorry gentlemen, according to the rules, I might have to check your wands."

　　 "Don't worry, it's just an ordinary flashback spell, it won't make you embarrassed or embarrassed." Seeing Nelson's embarrassment on his face, he said briskly, "Who has nothing embarrassing?"

　　 "Okay, check mine first!" Seeing that Tom's face was still a little strange, Nelson handed his black walnut wand happily.

"Oh! It's long!" The fat man took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands clean, took Nelson's wand and held it in his left hand, compared it with his own wand, and then angrily put his half-length wand and Nelson's wand. Align, shouting: "Flash back to the previous curse!"

　　 A white light flashed, and the fat man's wand flew away.

　　 "Ah this..." He scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

　　 "Sorry, sir, it was a flying curse." Tom looked sincerely apologized, "I forgot to bring my wand when I went out. I was too anxious and feared that it might be dangerous, so I told Gnar to call my wand with the flying curse."

"Cough cough!" The fat man tried to cover up his embarrassment with a cough, but the cold purple subordinates who ran over with his wand still made the atmosphere even more embarrassing. He grabbed the wand and screamed: " Are you okay? What are you going around here? Go back and build the road! You are a wizard, can you not freeze yourself to death!"

He waved his wand impatiently, and an orange light flew out from the tip of the wand to his chest, and soon covered his whole body. His complexion instantly improved. Seeing this silent cast of the hand suppressed Tom and Nelson. He coughed again, and said pretentiously with his stomach upright: "The wizard must not leave his wand! Remember?"

　　 "Let's go on," looked at the two people who were being restrained with satisfaction, and opened his hands again, this time casting a lot of caution, "Flash back to the previous curse!"

　　 A cloud of white mist slowly emerged from the tip of Nelson's wand, and then condensed into a brand-new newsboy hat in the air. The newsboy hat popped open again and became a cloud of mist in the air.

"Mr.~www.readwn.com~This is Transfiguration. We broke a kid’s hat. Tom changed her to a new one. I helped him strengthen it. She is also a wizard. She is a magician during the holidays. We will write a report to the Ministry of Magic tonight." Nelson explained to the side.

　　 "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The fat man seemed to glance at the direction of central London contemptuously.

When flashing back to the spell of the previous day, he closed his hand and gently handed the wand into Nelson's hand. He exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "Transfiguration is good, maybe you can reach the battle tonight. The level of a wizard...but don't learn from him, it's too cruel."

He took Tom’s wand again and began to cast the flashback spell. Then Nelson knew what magic Tom was doing in the room all day long. Unlike the mighty magic in his imagination, there was some mist in Tom’s wand. The characters and patterns flashed, but Nelson didn't have any impression of them. The fat man was a little curious when he saw these strange spells, but it seemed that it had nothing to do with tonight's affairs, so he returned the wand to Tom.

　　 "Okay, you should go home and sleep." He stretched his waist and yawned, "What is your name? I may find out later that I might find you again."

　　 "My name is Tom Riddle."

　　 "My name is Nelson Williams. I don't know your name yet. If we find anything later, we can let you know."

"Oh, I'm Dorian Weasley, the head of the Magical Accidents and Disasters Division's Reversal Incidental Magical Incident Team. If you write a letter, you can use Floo powder to throw it into my office." He blinked at the two of them, Nelson Only then did he see that the few remaining strands of stubborn hair were glowing red in the night.