My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"How many people are there in our company? Do you know? Mr. Boggart."

"Counting you, I've seen six people, but three of them are on duty," Boggart smiled awkwardly, walking side by side with Nelson in the long corridor, wiping the sweat from his forehead, for fear that Nelson would be cold. Another prophecy, after thinking for a while, he said, "I don't know how many people there are. It's hard to be interested in the colleagues around you if you stay here, but maybe you haven't recruited all the people, maybe there are just a few in total. If you are interested, you can ask the minister."

"I asked, and he asked me to ask you." Nelson dragged Mr. Boggart towards the elevator. "What do you all do on weekdays, do you know?"

"I don't know much, Mr. Williams, these things are not too strictly confidential from the silent people, but we really don't understand each other what other people are doing, some are studying consciousness, some are studying ghosts, some are studying magic Animals, these are more interesting than my boring prophecy hall, you really should talk to them more."

"It feels more fun to chat with you." Nelson smiled, "I think I fit well with your Prophecy Hall, what do you think?"

Boggart remained silent, simply ignoring Nelson's words.

The two quickly arrived at the elevator door. As soon as the elevator door opened, Bolox's face appeared in the elevator.

"It's a good coincidence, I was just about to go up," Bolox completely ignored the objective fact that the Department of Mysteries was on the minus nine floor, and asked affectionately, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm looking for a restaurant."

"How can there be such a thing? After graduating from Hogwarts, I don't even know what it's like to sit at a long table with my friends to eat. Everyone is eating by themselves, which is why I don't like to come... Uh, let’s go too far, I know a top French restaurant, definitely the top in the world,” Boluox blinked and said, “Do you want to go together?”

"It's better to obey, Mr. Black," Nelson nodded. "I'm really starving."

"It suddenly occurred to me that the door was unlocked. Excuse me, Mr. Williams." Boggart took the opportunity to slip away. "Chief Black."

"We'll meet again soon, Mr. Boggart." Nelson said with a smile as he watched his retreating back.

"Let's go," Bolox gave him the entrance to the elevator, "Would you like to eat at my house tonight? Walburga has prepared a family dinner."

"I have to clean up the house, next time."

"I heard that the Hogwarts Express was attacked," the elevator slowly started and ascended, and Bolox said in a low voice, "There are still some people in the Ministry? Could it be that the Shafiq family is so merciless? No? It doesn't make sense, they are supposed to be out of the weather."

"Those British wizards are just accomplices," Nelson narrowed his eyes and took out a package tightly wrapped in tarpaulins from his arms. "I took some pictures and they all looked like raw faces."

"Give it to me," Bolox took the package handed by Nelson, stuffed it into his pocket, and said sternly, "There should be some useful information in the Department of International Affairs, unless they have all been anonymous in their previous lives, It just popped up that day."

"I found a few people with specific information." Nelson shrugged, "It's still the same old school."

The conversation between the two was interrupted by several new wizards, and they did not continue talking until they stood in the street.

"Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered something," Bollox patted his head and frowned, "Are the four Hogwarts academies on holiday together?"

"Of course, Mr. Black," Nelson said suspiciously, "there's no reason to separate leave."

"Then why is Gryffindor on holiday so late?"

"Gryffindor...why...the holiday is so late?" Nelson was stunned by the sudden and strange question from Borox, and repeated his question mechanically, thinking that someone had cast a foolish charm, " Why is Gryffindor on vacation so late?"

"Gryffindor..." Boroxton paused and said, "I mean, since you Slytherin students are all home, why hasn't Alphard come back? So I thought Gryffindor was on vacation. It's late, but now that I think about it, he should have failed the newts exam, so he didn't go home! When he can't bear it outside, he will have some good fruits to eat!"

"Alphard... Didn't you go home?" Nelson's mind was messed up by Bollox's outrageous remarks. He took a lot of effort to straighten out Boluox's logic. After a moment of silence, he turned his head to look faintly. said to him, "But Mr. Black, isn't Alphard a Slytherin?"

"Ah?" Bolox's reaction was even bigger than Nelson's. The two of them together at the moment may not be able to make up a third of their useful brains, so he asked rightly, "Has he been transferred to another hospital? ?"

"From St. Mungo's Hospital to the Asylum?"

Now that the conversation has gone on, Nelson finally straightened out Bolox's logic and said speechlessly: "Mr. Black, he has been in Slytherin, Alphard is your biological son!"

"Ah, is that so?" Borox rubbed his chin, and seemed to have regained his senses, "I always thought he was here in Gryffindor, after all, his behavior is very similar to what I hated when I was in school. Those guys have the same habit of skipping home even if they don't pass the exam."

"He does look a lot like a Gryffindor, but..." Nelson blinked, finally grasping the point. "Isn't Alphard home yet?"

"Yeah, I said it at the beginning, didn't you repeat it too?"

"Didn't Professor Dumbledore bring him back??"

"Why did Professor Dumbledore bring him back? Was he expelled? He persisted in being expelled for seven years?" Bollox thought the situation worsened, but when he saw Nelson's solemn expression, he suddenly reacted Come over, wide-eyed, and asked loudly, "What happened to him yesterday?"

"Alphard was injured and fled to Hogsmeade with two female classmates, and asked Professor Dumbledore for help." Nelson stopped Mr. Bollocks, "If he didn't go home, the injury should be serious. "

The two looked at each other, and the ardent Bolox and Nelson, who had regained their senses, finally came up with a pair of reusable brains.

"Saint Mungo!" The two of them said almost at the same time, and disappeared on the street at the same time, leaving passers-by with blank faces to slowly realize that they had just encountered a wizard.

Fortunately, St. Mungo's just sent a group of injured yesterday, which happened to have Alphard's name.

Nelson had just asked Alphard's ward number, and Bollox had already run away in a hurry. He didn't care about his image, and only had the injured son in his eyes. Nelson shrugged, preparing to leave them some kindness and filial piety. private time.

When he returned to St. Mungo's again with fruit and flower baskets and found Alphard's ward, he found that Bollox didn't go in at all. He stood at the door of the ward, clenching his fists tightly.

"Hahaha, you don't have to worship me too much. If it wasn't for my good brother, I would be able to clean up all those damned guys by myself..."

"Mr. Black."

Nelson walked behind Bolox and heard Alphard's angry voice coming from the ward.

"Shh-"

Bolox raised his index finger to his mouth, motioning Nelson not to make a sound, and his ear was closer to the door. Seeing this, Nelson took out a small silver ball from his pocket and pinched it into a The hose, bent down, stuffed it along the crack of the door, put the end of the horn to his ear, took out another small silver ball, deformed it in the same way, and handed it to Bolox.

The two weirdos who were eavesdropping at the door of the ward caused the doctors and nurses to detour, and Alphard's voice became clearer in his ears.

"Yeah, if it wasn't for Howard poisoning me that morning and giving me diarrhea, it would have only taken me a minute to catch them all."

"Yes, yes, it's still too conservative. According to my usual record of hanging Nelson and Tom with one hand, it only takes fifteen seconds."

"Who is Nelson? The holder of the Chocolate Frog cartoon, the youngest author ever to publish a paper in "Transfiguration Today", the super wizard of the Triwizard Tournament, the uncrowned king of the duel tournament, and was fascinated within a year A **** who has recorded the number of doses and never drinks drinks outside the restaurant!" Alphard's passionate description made Nelson blushed, but his voice changed sharply, "Of course, it's still worse than me."

"Why are you chirping like my unlucky old man, he is noisier than the old man hanging on the wall in our house, and he tries to teach me how to eat and sleep every day, even the frequency of my snoring. "

"No, no, I don't snore when I sleep, he snore, so I think the whole world sleeps and snores like him, I swear to Merlin's pants, if we have a fate, you may be able to verify it yourself in the future, girl , you are much gentler and more beautiful than my sister."

Nelson raised his head and noticed that in the empty picture frame hanging on the opposite wall suddenly appeared the headmistress Dalys Derwent, a therapist who also had a portrait of her own in St Mungo, after seeing Nelson, She had a surprised look on her face, noticing that when the two were eavesdropping on voices in the ward, she crept into the frame near Nelson.

After listening for a while, a meaningful smile appeared on her face, and she disappeared when she walked to the frame.

Nelson wanted to appease Bolox, who had blue veins on his forehead, but in the end he gave up the idea that might be bad luck, and continued to listen in silence.

"Oh, I need to protect my good brother, Nelson and Tom are both good friends I recognize, and their safety naturally needs me to be responsible. You may not know that when you just Apparated to Hogsmeade, I just noticed the more than 40 dark wizards in ambush, but fortunately I am a master of art—"

"Young masters are bold, hehe," Nelson's ear suddenly heard a sinister snort, he raised his head, and there was a picture of Phineas Black coming to visit in the picture frame beside him. After hearing Alphard At the moment of the voice, his face stinks, and he snorted indifferently to Boroks, who greeted his grandfather, and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth, "Boroks, why does the Black family have such a rebellious son?"

"Mr. Black." Nelson bowed his head and said hello.

"Give me one of that stuff."

He pointed to the simple eavesdropping device hanging on Nelson's ear, and let Nelson deform a new one to stick on the painting. Soon, the two of them eavesdropping on the scene in the ward appeared in the corridor of St. Mungo's. These doctors and nurses no longer took detours, simply did not approach here, and even went to call the security personnel.

When Alphard began to recount how Dumbledore cried and begged him to attend Hogwarts seven years ago, St Mungo's security finally rushed up with wands, huddled around the corner of the stairs, watching The two and a half suspicious persons in the empty corridor shouted sharply, "Who? I'm Auroscott from the Ministry of Magic's St Mungo Magic Hospital, put down my wand and get checked!"

The Auror's voice was loud, and Alphard, who was talking loudly in the ward, quickly quieted down.

But looking at Nelson, who was looking left and right, Borox, whose expression was so stinky that he couldn't look directly, and Phineas, who had a funny horn on his face in the portrait, the Auror and the wizard behind him suddenly lost their minds. He didn't dare to approach, just kept giving warnings, and the Auror's voice disappeared immediately after a doctor who joined in the fun recognized the older man in the middle as the Director of International Affairs.

There must be his own reasons for the Master Chief to be like this.

There was an embarrassing silence in the corridor that was enough to freeze the air, until the heavy footsteps from the ward broke the embarrassment.

"Who is it? Is it a chaser?" Relying on the strong defense of St. Mungo's that is comparable to the Ministry of Magic, Alphard said inflated behind the door, "Don't force me to kill!"

"I'm your father." Borox's face was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water, he wiped a hand on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Alphard, open the door!"

"Hey!" The touted Alphard opened the door, revealing his body wrapped in bandages like a mummy, and stubbornly said, "I'm your dad... ah, dad , Father, how did you come here, I haven't had time to go home to say hello to you."

Nelson silently picked up the hose that had slipped from Borox's hand from the ground, took off another one from Phineas's face, took a few steps back silently, and ran with the biggest strides and the smallest sound. staircase.

"What happened?" The Auror stopped Nelson ~www.readwn.com~ and asked cautiously about the situation in the corridor.

"Do you know the soundproofing spell?" Nelson said when he saw the Auror nodding his head, "Let's put one in the hallway, otherwise it will have a bad effect."

After all, he left the fruit basket to the Auror, clutching his grumbling stomach, and left here quickly.

...

"What a coincidence, Mr. Boggart."

Just when Boggart, who was glad he avoided Nelson, was eating in the small restaurant at the entrance of the Magic Department, and thinking about how to make Nelson not make random predictions, Nelson's voice suddenly appeared in his ear, he raised his head and looked at it. When Nelson, who was holding a plate, sat down with a smile, "I ran into something and didn't have a meal. I said, we will meet again, right?"

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