My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Eat it while it's hot, don't be nervous, I'm not holding a parent-teacher meeting now, and I won't punish you for going to the confinement," Nelson said enthusiastically for Christian, "Is it unpalatable?"

"It's delicious," Christian's fork scrambled from the plate in front of him, "just Professor Sykes..."

"I suddenly remembered something."

Tom sat with his arms crossed and closed his eyes. After feeling that the direction of the topic at the table was gradually unsuitable for Adele, he opened his eyes and said to Nelson: "I said before that I would take Adele to the oblique side. The alley has long knowledge."

"Have you not eaten?"

"I looked at the menu. This meal is as long as a French meal. I'm afraid it's a French restaurant," Tom curled his lips.

"But I want to eat," Adele looked up from the plate, wiped the sauce on her face with a napkin, and scratched her head blankly, "Tom, you just want to go shopping!"

"Then I'll go by myself, since you've pierced through," Tom shrugged, stood up, and was playing with a wand with an odd shape, "This rare wand should be able to sell for a lot of money, if you sell it Now, I should be able to buy everything I wanted before."

"That's my wand!" Adele touched her pocket and found that her wand was missing again. She jumped up from her seat, but still couldn't reach Tom's hand. Slap on the arm, "Nar bought that for me! Give it back to me!"

"Come with me to the Slant Lane, and I'll give it to you." Tom shook his wand, like he used to catch rabbits with the vines on the wall in the orphanage, and lured Adele to run after him out of the restaurant. Before leaving, he took a deep look at Nelson and said nothing.

"Don't worry." Nelson's voice was drowned out by the wind chime in front of the store. Tom went out and returned the wand to Adele. Adele didn't make a fuss, and disappeared while holding Tom's sleeve. Strictly in the crack of the door.

"Where did you... find Professor Sykes?"

Christian lowered her head, but she was trying her best to roll her eyes to stare at Nelson's chin, which was still chewing. She saw the two unfamiliar wooden sticks passing the sticky clumps of rice into Nelson's mouth, and saw him pick it up. The napkin wiped her mouth, and the hand holding the knife and fork trembled slightly, like a primary school student who made a mistake and was caught on the spot. After seeing Nelson put down the napkin and raised the corner of her mouth, she slowly raised her head and cheeks. A nervous blush flew through, "This is really good... Good news, I remember that her wanted notice has been issued... It's been out for many days, you should have been worrying about this for a long time, and you are about to catch the criminal, finally you can Relieved."

She was constantly moving on the stool, trying to leave quickly, but Nelson kept talking, making her anxious and nervous.

"That's none of my business, and the Law Enforcement Division doesn't pay me," Nelson shrugged, looking at Christian, who was flushed and averted, raised his arm and snapped his fingers, turning his head to the approaching waiter. Fu Er said, "Give this lady a glass of lemonade and some more ice."

"me…"

After the waiter left, Christian opened her mouth, but couldn't say a complete sentence. She subconsciously hugged the beaded bag in her arms. Except for some valuable things, it was full of new and new communication with Professor Sykes. , In Christian's opinion, Professor Sykes is to her what Grindelwald is to Nelson. She is a teacher who is not accepted by the world. A trace of anger and powerlessness soon developed in her heart. Why did Nelson and Greene It's not fair that Devo's studies are so upright and bright, but she and her teacher have to be secretive when studying.

"Not everything is as easy as studying for an exam," Nelson said softly.

Christian raised her head suddenly and patted her forehead hard. She thought that Nelson used Legilimency on her and knew what she was thinking at the moment, but there was no reaction in her mind. Dare to look at Nelson again, not even daring to look at him, for fear that he would see something in his own eyes.

"Are you high? Chris?" Nelson took the lemonade from the waiter, put it in front of Christian, and asked with concern, "You look bad."

"Altitude sickness? Altitude sickness?" Christian took a gulp of lemonade, a lemon seed slid into her mouth along the drink, and the bitter feeling spread in her mouth, and the sharp corners of the core rudely It slid across her mouth and throat, but she didn't even feel the taste, she just forced a smile, "I'm just happy for you, Gnar... Just went to work at the Ministry of Magic, and made such a big contribution, Sec. Professor Si once... Many people say that your magic level has surpassed some Hogwarts professors, you should catch her with your own hands, after all, she has done so many wrong things before..."

"You seem deeply touched, Chris," Nelson smiled while holding his chin. "I haven't said anything yet. Why did you recruit yourself."

"I…"

"Melissa Sykes is hiding in Ilvermorny, isn't she?" Nelson asked softly, "in pursuit of victory", "You've always been in touch with her, why?"

"I have no... no contact with her."

"Oh, yes?" Nelson raised his eyebrows. "And what's in your pouch? I have to say, the Traceless Stretch Charm works well, but be careful when you're dealing with something this soft. When using it, make sure the contents don't roll around, walking with you, and it always feels like a student who's going crazy near the end of the term is flipping through his blank textbook, maybe within ten miles. Two guys listening to rock can't hear what's in your bag."

"Is it so harsh?" Christian subconsciously opened the small bag and glanced inside. When she realized that Nelson was on the opposite side, she hugged the bag tightly again and looked at Nelson nervously, only to find that he hadn't moved at all. He moved, as if he had no interest in what was in the bag, or perhaps he already knew it.

"Is it a letter?" Nelson took out a tightly rolled piece of parchment from his pocket and handed it to Christian, "This is your transcript. The grades in the subjects are much higher, and I think it is not surprising that Professor Sykes has trained you to be so good in accordance with your aptitude."

"Can't I just study hard by myself?"

"Of course I believe it, but with Professor Sykes' help, you'll be better," Nelson nodded, "so that a student in a dueling club can do better than the guy in the library every day. better grades."

"Are you spying on me?!" Christian wanted to stand up and get out of here, but her body couldn't make up her mind. She knew that Nelson didn't use magic to restrict her movements or poison her meals, she I know, I just can't do it myself.

"No no no, you misunderstood, Chris," Nelson shook his head, took a sip from his teacup, "I don't need to spy on you, and I don't have any motives to spy on you, these are just what a parent has the right to know. Information, although Mr. Riddle also cares about you, as a Muggle, he can't understand the meaning of these things, so your transcript and professor's comments have been sent to me."

"how do you know-"

"You may not know that there are also student activities in the transcript, including club activities and the like. This is just a simple analysis. To tell you the truth, as a member of the dueling club, although I haven't participated in club activities much, but At least I know the activity time. Since you can get such a high score in the attendance of the club, you naturally won't participate very little, and your study time will be greatly occupied," Nelson spread his hands and smiled, "If Without a good teacher, I'm afraid your Charms class will be as bad as other subjects."

Christian's head was buried lower and lower, almost under the table, she knew everything Nelson said was true, but she couldn't find a reason to argue.

When the wind chime at the door rang again, Tom's figure appeared in the corner of the light. She straightened her back immediately, pretending that she was choking on the food in front of her, and smeared twice on her face, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I don't have any money." Tom walked up to Nelson and said generously, "I didn't bring any money."

"Can't you just take two gems out of your pocket and find a jewelry store?" Nelson rolled his eyes, took out his wallet from his pocket, and threw it to Tom, "Don't bother me, Didn't you see I was having a heart-to-heart with Chris?"

Tom turned his head to look at Christian, who had left a back of his head, called her name, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Yeah." Christian replied.

"You can say whatever Gnar asks, okay? I won't say I'm doing it for your own good. I hope you can make your own trade-offs. You're a grown-up witch."

Tom tried his best to calm the emotions in his words, turned around and left the store with his wallet in his hand.

"Ok."

Christian answered in a low voice again.

"Oh, Tom, I discussed it with him early in the morning, you know, he's not very good-natured, and I'm worried that with him here, especially with the conversation going on like this, we might not be able to get along well. Talk," Nelson said. "I don't want your first day of vacation to be unpleasant, Chris."

"How dare I... unpleasant?" Christian bowed her head timidly. She felt that she was not sitting at the dining table, but sitting in the interrogation room in Wizengamo. She deliberately lowered her eyes to let the original Nelson looked at her like a high-ranking judge, "Don't you know everything?"

Her hands were crossed on the dining table, trembling, as if they were handcuffed. The fork shuddered and slipped from her fingertips, and the soup was all over the back of her hands.

"I heard you say it yourself, Chris," Nelson picked up the napkin, wiped the back of Christian's hand, patted both hands, and said softly, "don't be afraid, I won't put you If you catch it, you won't be handed over to the Aurors to be locked in Azkaban, I just want to know what Professor Sykes gave you to be able to take such a big risk to mix with her."

"I swear, I didn't tell her anything about Hogwarts," said Christian, trembling as if he had just been pulled from the water, his hair wet with sweat and shaking like a sieve. " I swear, she didn't ask, I do keep in touch with her, but it's all about magic, and other than that, it's just small talk, I can...I can sign an unbreakable oath with you."

"I believe in you, Chris, the unbreakable oath doesn't need to be used," Nelson blinked. "Non-subjective actions are counted in the oath... Chris!"

He raised his voice suddenly, and Christian almost fell off his seat in shock.

"What... what's wrong?"

"Don't be so timid, we're talking, not torture, I'm not a judge, and you're not a prisoner," Nelson said in a deep voice, "Look up at me, do you want to protect Melissa Sykes? You can't even control yourself, how can you protect someone who is so much stronger than you? What position do you have to hide for her? What ability do you have to hide for her? You can't even tell a lie. You were so cramped just now. Hurry up and inform her? If you really want to protect her, give me a reason why you have to protect her, instead of killing my patience with her here, she is not you, UU Reading www.uukanshu .com She is not my relative, let alone my sister!"

Christian has never seen Nelson like this, where is her gentle brother, even if she has never seen Grindelwald's true face, but at this moment, she feels that the Dark Lord should be like this.

"I... I'm the daughter of a liar, but I can't even tell lies." She bit her lip, with tears in her eyes, she felt like a boat facing a storm as powerless, she could only pray for the mercy of the heavens, "I do not want this…"

"I have to remind you, Christian Jewell, that you are not someone's daughter or puppet, you are just yourself!" Nelson exclaimed, "Melissa Sykes lurked to Ilverdon Ni, it's not like she told you to hide from her enemies, her enemies are already overwhelmed, her real purpose is to contact the inventor of an important magic that can turn everything around, and she colluded with Second Salem to hurt and you The behavior of the classmates who have studied together for six years is even more difficult to explain, don't you want to say it?"

Hearing Nelson's narration, Christian almost broke down, she wanted to say, but there was no sound in her throat.

"Don't you want to say it?"

Nelson asked again, but only muffled whimpers responded.

"I understand."

Nelson nodded, he pushed the chair away, stood up, drank the last of the tea in the cup, and just as Christian was relieved by the move he was about to leave, he walked over to the girl , grabbed her wrist, pulled her up from the seat, and looked at Christian's vibrating pupils, Nelson sighed, and said, "I'm going to take you with me now and grab her with my own hands. "

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