My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"How to evaluate some people who are called by the dean to open a small stove on the first day of school?"

Tom winked and put his elbow on Nelson's shoulder, and asked Alphard jokingly, "Are you finally going to make a difference in the field of potions? Sure enough, for a talented player, even if he has been dormant for six years, in the end just a short period of time. A year can also be an opportunity to overtake on a corner.”

"Thank you, my assessment is that it's better to stay dormant for another year and wait for seven consecutive losses," Nelson shrugged and looked at Tom's chest, "How did you get your prefect medal?"

"We're going to choose a new prefect this year," Tom stroked his hair and shook his head, "you don't care about school at all, the seventh graders should study hard, except for the male and female student representatives and the Quidditch captain. , everyone else has to prepare honestly for the exam.”

"Oh..." Nelson nodded, not continuing the topic.

"Aren't you going to ask again?"

"Come on, I haven't heard about the deeds of the schoolboy representative Tom Marvolo Riddle for three hours, and I feel like there are ants crawling all over my body," Nelson pouted, "you're going to London during the holidays. The streets are grabbing random passers-by to tell of your great deeds, so let my poor ears stop for a while."

"Actually, it would be nice if you were a girl," Alphard rubbed his chin on the side, glanced up and down at Nelson thoughtfully, and said, "This way you can be male and female student representatives."

"A pertinent suggestion, Alphard," Nelson glanced at the calm Black Lake by the roadside, "in order to repay your suggestion, I have decided to fulfill the long-cherished wish you have accumulated since the first grade."

Accompanied by a violent explosion, and under the exclamations of several passing girls, Alphard enjoyed the pleasure of weightlessness brought by a take-off, acceleration and landing. The stone road under his feet suddenly turned into a tight spring. At the moment when he felt the abnormality under his feet, he was fired like a cannonball, and quickly rose to a height that some hard-to-fly birds could not reach, and then, screams came from the sky.

"Nelson, you can't attack your classmates during school! You'll be locked up!"

"The professor's office is like home. The people in it speak nicely. I like it very much." Nelson held the back of his head with his hands, raised his head to face the sun, and admired the rare sight like most of the people around him. At the sight of the sight, he raised his voice and shouted at Alphard, who was slowly descending, "And the school hasn't started yet, and the school rules haven't come into effect yet!"

In the distance, Dumbledore, who was introducing the campus layout to a Muggle reporter, noticed the change by the lake. He raised his head and saw Alphard, who was circling and drawing a parabola in the sky. Dumbledore's face instantly changed. It's hard to see, I lowered my head and glanced at the reporter's handbook, and I saw that it was written: Wizard children's entertainment methods are quite different from non-wizard children. They are used to—

"Sir, I don't mean to destroy the freedom of the press, it's just that this is really a special situation in the school." Dumbledore put his hand on the reporter's pen, "And you also heard that after the start of the school, the school rules are still very strict. of."

As soon as he finished speaking, a first-year freshman who was queuing by the pier almost fell into the lake because of his unstable standing. He waved his arms to maintain his balance, and the wand in his hand swayed unconsciously.

"Whoosh!"

A spell rushed out from the tip of the wand and flew towards the back of Dumbledore's head. He subconsciously tilted his head to avoid it. The spell hit the reporter's forehead impartially. The blood poured out like a fountain, but after pressing for a long time, there was no abnormal feeling on the forehead hit by the curse.

"Am I going to die? Mr. Dumbledore?" the reporter asked palely, the pen in his hand ready to write his last words.

"No, the little wizard who just got the wand doesn't have the ability to cast a real spell, let alone in that case, it's just a light," Dumbledore watched as the reporter's hair gradually turned pink, ignorant. With conscience, he said, "You're fine, really."

"Pfft!"

Alphard finally fell into the water. A second before he entered the water, a huge bubble wrapped his weightless body, and the huge waves splashed towards the boat docked on the pier, making the first few people to board the boat. The new student has become a dazed chicken.

With a burst of screams, a lively new semester began.

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"My dad was going to drive me to school himself, but he chose to drive me to King's Cross because I needed to be with my dear friends, but you can all come in my dad's car together. Yes, I've seen his car, and although it's small outside, it's as big as my house inside."

A group of people passed behind Nelson and Tom, who were squatting on the edge of the water and poking bubbles. When they saw Tom's back, Abraxas couldn't help but lower his voice, so as not to cause the two seniors to be unhappy, Nelson looked back. At a glance, the prefect badge that once belonged to Tom gleamed on Malfoy's chest, and sensing that Nelson was looking at him, Abraxas squeezed out a polite smile and nodded slightly. The young pure-blood wizard of the team had already gone far, and Abraxas's voice gradually grew louder, "Have you seen it? It's that kind of Muggle car, a new product from the Shafiq family in Diagon Alley. , yes, that's the corrupt Shafik, but it has nothing to do with him, it's another branch, all good people, and honorable, my dad said the hogwarts express and the knight bus are their work, but I don't Loved the stinky smell on the Knight Bus, so never got on it."

"I've seen a Muggle car, Malfoy, it shouldn't make it to Hogwarts, doesn't that mean the magic here will make all Muggle inventions useless?"

"What do you know? Since the Shafiq family can make trains come to Hogwarts, why can't they let cars come, of course they made these vehicles with wizards' methods, making them the same as broomsticks Things are just more advanced and noble."

"But what do trains have to do with cars?"

"What's the matter? Damn, do you know what you're talking about?"

"Isn't the train a Hogwarts mode of transport? Does it have anything to do with Muggle cars?"

"You're really blocked, Goyle," Abraxas said with admiration in his voice, "Trains are Muggle means of transportation, and the Shafiq family only thought about how good-looking and big they were before they proposed to build their own trains to be responsible for it. Commuting for Hogwarts students."

"You know a lot, Malfoy."

"Thank you, Crabbe," Abraxas nodded with a smile, "although they are noble pure-blood wizards, the Malfoys maintained the closest connection with Muggles until the secrecy law was enacted. Say, our family now has titles granted by the British royal family, if you really want to say, you have to call me Sir."

With one after another, the relationship between these people seems to be reincarnation, no matter how many generations they have experienced, they are stuck together, looking at the back of the familiar and unfamiliar triangle, Nelson can't help laughing out loud.

"What's the matter, Gnar?" Tom retracted his gaze from the Black Lake, "Malfoy isn't a bad boy, but he's a little bit lacking, and I don't know why Professor Slughorn chose such a loud guy to be a prefect. "

"It's nothing, I just think it's funny for them to stay together."

"I heard that Malfoy's father also had Goyle and Crabbe's father as attendants." Tom curled his lips. "If Malfoy is really a lord, wouldn't they be squires?"

"Maybe Malfoy's sons and grandsons will also have Gower Crabbe and Goyle Crabbe as attendants."

"Isn't Hu never passed down from generation to generation?"

"Speaking of which, Malfoy is right. Their family has always been the most closely associated wizard with Muggles." More and more bubbles appeared on the turbid water, and Alphard could be gradually seen floating up. He was wrapped in Nelson's bubbles, with a few sticky water plants wrapped around his head, and a row of tiny teeth marks on his face. I don't know if he was bitten by a piranha or was kissed by a mermaid princess at the bottom of the lake. One mouthful, his expression panicked, as if he had just escaped from the devil's cave.

Seeing Nelson on the water, Alphard immediately scolded, but his voice could not float from the water to the shore, but one after another frantic bubbles emerged, which were punctured by Nelson and Tom one by one on the water.

"I've read the Malfoys' family history," said Nelson lightly. "They were once lords of a large area of ​​Cornwall, the place where Cornish elf was bred, and the Malfoys occupied the largest one there. The tin mine, which operated the tin mining and processing business before the establishment of Hogwarts, was at its peak. About 2,000 Muggles worked as serfs in the tin mine owned by their families. At that time, the nobles and Pewter tableware and accessories are very popular among wizards, and they exchange tin for gold from Muggles, and for Galleons from wizards, and it is not an exaggeration to call them rich.

"Is it so rich?" Tom rubbed his chin, and he was instantly interested, even if it was the history of magic that he couldn't bear, he wouldn't be sleepy listening to it.

"Yes, if you look at the canonization records of Buckingham Palace in 1692, you can see an earl of Malfoy who never had a portrait but gave away valuable tins every year, you know, the secrecy law was three years before that. It was implemented," Nelson recalled, "at least to prove that three years after the secrecy law was implemented, Mr. Malfoy did not give up tin mining and trade with Muggles. After all, wizards' magic can easily change from less to more. With shoddy charging, few people will give up this opportunity to make a lot of money while lying down.”

"But I've never heard of the Malfoys having a tin business."

"Oh, this is because of the sanctions imposed by other families on the Malfoy family and some other reasons, such as the depletion of minerals and the improvement of mining technology, which has led to a drop in the price of tin ore. In order not to affect the family's status in the wizarding family, Mr. Malfoy gave up the Industry, switched to the textile industry, and tried to distance themselves from Muggles, and even began to take the lead in persecuting Muggles, things at that time were not just chaotic to describe."

"Since they tried their best to distance themselves, how could you still see such a thing?"

"Who wants to bury their glorious past?" Nelson asked rightly. "Fortunately, the ancestors of Abraxas were vain people, otherwise they might really bury this history."

"Then they now... I understand."

"His father approached me a year ago," Nelson nodded. "The Malfoys have always been known for their ability to see where the wind is going. They can always switch sides at critical moments to ensure that they are safe in every change or change. As a winner, enjoying the fruits of success, in a sense, it has become a weather vane for the British wizarding families to judge the situation. After he approached me, the persuasion work of other families has no small resistance. You see, Shafi So far, only three finished products of the Ke family's magic car have been made, and the first one has been set off by old Malfoy. serf."

Tom and Nelson watched silently as the returning students passed by, and many of them were playing with novelties that only appeared this holiday—slap-sized phonographs playing popular radio dramas, propeller-driven cars. The wheel model flew around its owner, and there was even an infinity refill glass bottle with the **** Coke logo in his hand.

"Oh... God, there's something like that?" Nelson's eyes widened. "I want one too."

"First-year students get on board first, as for the seniors, Williams, you..."

Ogg looked at Nelson and Tom, and Alphard who was thrown into the lake, with a little hesitation in his voice.

"Mr. Auger, Alphard has a wish," Nelson squatted by the lake, smiled and pressed Alphard, who finally fluttered ashore, took out a small silver ball and pressed it on his face. It unfolded quickly and turned into a mask that resembled a Muggle diving mask." He wanted to go crazy in his final year at Hogwarts, and wanted to swim across the Black Lake, you also graduated from Hogwarts Students, UU reading www.uukanshu.com should understand his mood."

"I hope you can get a majestic nickname for this, Alphard," Nelson squatted by the lake, poking the bubbles emerging from the black lake with a grass stalk he folded, and said softly, "For example, Alphard in the lake. I think it's a good fit for you."

"Me too... gurgle...feel... gurgle, Tom...gumble...I did it...remember what you promised me."

The tip of the wand emerged from the lake and drew a circle in the water. Alphard, who had a mask, quickly sank to the bottom of the lake, followed by a spell that hit Nelson at zero distance, and Alphard's last stubborn demon. Incantation, "Nelson fly!"

"thump!"

Tom, who pulled out his camera, jumped back, but he was a step too late. He felt Nelson grab his ankle and was dragged into the water.

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