My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"I do not understand."

Meg, who had turned into a cat, was sitting on a fresh tree stump, looking blankly at Nelson, who was planing the boards with a plane. The sawdust was flying like snowflakes in the Forbidden Forest. A person wants to sneeze, so this picture is undoubtedly very beautiful, the more intense scent of resin envelops her, one cat paw rubs its nose, and the other casually shoots the angry Bowtruckle to another tree superior.

"This is a precious treasure of Hogwarts, Minerva, didn't you ever think about having a secret passage of your own when you were a student? You know, for Hogwarts students, breaking the school rules is a big deal. It is as important a life experience as owning a magic wand," Nelson lifted the planed board, confirmed its flatness with a lead pendant, and turned to Tom and said, "Please pass me the hammer."

"No, that's not what I don't understand," Mag cleared her throat. She couldn't stand the sky full of sawdust. She turned back into a human form and waved a magic wand. A gust of wind from nowhere cleaned the air. Looking at the pile of neatly arranged tools next to Nelson, he said, "I mean, since you can conjure these things out of rocks, why not just use Polymorph to turn this hapless tree into a trapdoor?" ? Have you forgotten that you are a wizard?"

"..."

"Hahahahaha!"

Tom couldn't hold the hammer because of his laughter. It slipped from Tom's hand and hit his foot by accident. The pain stopped, and there was a long and ferocious howling laughter in the Forbidden Forest. If there were other students outside the Forbidden Forest at this moment, then an urban legend of "Hogwarts has werewolves" might be born because of this.

After a while, Tom finally had enough of laughing. He leaned on the tree trunk beside him, bent over, panting heavily, and raised his head to see Nelson and Meg with strange expressions. Tom's eyes turned red immediately, and he His eyes locked on the two of them back and forth, and he didn't even care about the hammer that was still on his feet.

"Tom, I think you should see a doctor. Although Miss Joy has worked very hard, this hammer is quite heavy," Nelson suggested in a low voice, "Leave the rest to me, a trapdoor That's all."

"Tom, what's the matter with you?" Just as Tom focused his eyes on Nelson's face, Meg suddenly came out of the woods. Nelson didn't even notice when she left, she rubbed her eyes , yawned, as if just looking for a place to sleep in the woods, "Are you done? I fell asleep just now."

"Are you asleep?" Nelson's eyes widened. "Who was that talking to me just now?"

"I didn't hear that, Nel, I think you might be too tired." Tom rubbed his hands with a smile, bent down to pick up the hammer on his feet, and limped towards Nelson, "You should rest gone."

Looking at the hammer in Tom's hand, Nelson nodded sincerely, "Indeed, I'm so tired that I even have auditory hallucinations... By the way, Tom, please pass me the hammer."

...

"Tom, pass me the hammer, please."

Diagon Alley, in the small alleyway leading to the Leaky Cauldron, the owner Tom nervously holds a hammer and stands behind the wall of the bar, looking at the opposite side of the wall from time to time. Why did the wizards who fished in troubled waters dare to attack the well-trained Aurors, but the fact is that there was a fight at the entrance of the alley, and some of them even rushed to the edge of the wall at one point. This is the gateway from the Leaky Cauldron to Diagon Alley , but only wizards can open it, if the wall is destroyed...

Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, gasped, shook his head in fear, and hugged the hammer that was thrown from the crowd. If the wall was destroyed, then Diagon Alley would lead directly to the bustling Muggle streets of London, even Muggle obscurity spells attached to walls will also be damaged, imagine a Muggle walking on Charing Cross Road and suddenly finds a bar that he has never seen before... He doesn't know how the Ministry of Magic will deal with this matter , He only knows that his life savings will lose his value from now on.

Just when he was in a trance, a witch in a black robe appeared in front of him, smiling and stretching out her hand.

He raised his head, wondering how this person passed through the Auror's defense line and appeared beside him. In the blink of an eye, he met a pair of eyes that could not see the color clearly. Professor Sykes waved his wand lightly, and the boss Tom obediently Handed up the hammer.

She shook her head, slipped her wand back into Boss Tom's pocket deftly, raised the hammer, and pointed it over the trash can - where every wizard who patronized the Leaky Cauldron would poke the door open with his wand when they entered Diagon Alley - — knocked down hard.

"boom!"

"Clatter!"

Professor Sykes was a little amazed at the destructive power of this hammer, and she couldn't help but feel admiration, even if it was destruction, someone would always do it more professionally than others.

The pure black art style of this hammer made her feel a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while. It must be a magic shop that pays attention to quality.

The two Aurors standing at the base of the wall were buried by the collapsed bricks before they had time to react. Their colleagues turned around in surprise when they heard the noise, just in time to see half of the wall where broken bricks were still falling , and the boss Tom who was at a loss behind the wall holding a hammer.

"Tom! What are you doing!"

The leading Auror never imagined that the wall he had worked so hard to protect with his team was easily destroyed by the shopkeeper behind him. His eyes widened and he raised his magic wand to restore the collapse of the wall, but immediately He was hit on the elbow by a spell shot from somewhere behind him, and the wand spun upside down and flew out. He turned his head, his eyes filled with disbelief. It's outrageous already, how dare you attack the Auror now?

He tilted his head to see a wand flickering in the crowd.

"Counterattack! Counterattack!"

Seeing their leader being attacked, the Aurors panicked and greeted loudly, "Captain Protection, Captain Protection!"

"don't want!"

Regardless of half of his numb body, the Auror captain shouted loudly at his subordinates, but his voice was drowned out by the Aurors chanting spells, and no one heard him.

"Aurors are hitting people! Aurors are hitting people!"

Indignant shouts came from the crowd, which aroused the anger of the crowd. Everyone denounced the Aurors who "violently enforced the law" and pressed forward step by step. As the first round of spells of the Aurors hit the parade in the front row, Wizards, their falling to the ground raised the anger of the group even more, and one by one magic wands were revealed.

"A hammer made by adults is better than these mediocre wands!" A man was wearing a beige coat that was almost the same style as Nelson but in a different color, a long scarf embroidered with penguins, and a large suitcase at his feet. The young wizard sat in the cold drink shop diagonally opposite the bar, sipped the grass juice with ice in his hand, and said with a chuckle: "It's just like what you said, even if you are blind, as long as you give a little correct guidance, you will be able to recover." It can explode with unimaginable power!"

He picked up the glass in his hand and drank the grass juice together with the ice cubes inside, which made the diners around him stare wide-eyed. On the one hand, no one had ever drank the grass juice with such enjoyment as he had never seen a plant before, on the other hand On the one hand, they don't understand why someone can swallow half a glass of ice cubes without changing their face, chew them in their mouth like chips, and swallow them whole.

"Where is your lord's treasury?"

The young man took out a treasured little book from his pocket, flipped through the contents, raised his head, confirmed Gringotts, the tallest place in Diagon Alley, and walked quickly towards the Goblin Bank.

"My lord, I hope my cooperation can satisfy you!" He clenched his fist and waved it in the air, as if to cheer himself up, and left the chaotic alley without hesitating, as if everything that happened just now had nothing to do with it. He's okay.

Passing the crossroads, he folded the wand in his pocket, threw it into a pile of wood on the street stall, lowered the brim of his hat, passed under the sign of a dusty pet shop, and then disappeared into the crowd. up.

"Captain, are you...are you alright?" The Auror who gave the order to fight back ran to the captain's side in a desperate manner, and supported him obsequiously, but instead pressed the captain's numbness, the captain immediately grinned and trembled , but he couldn't read the captain's expression, instead he patted his chest and said, "Captain, the scene is under control!"

This Auror captain was none other than Lewis Ogden, the wizard who followed Nelson all the way to Little Hangleton when he returned to England. However, there are always some people with poor brains under my command. It seems that this group of parade wizards have been used as guns. What if they are hit by the Disarming Curse? The scene that could have been easily controlled was interesting now. There were twice as many people as the Aurors. Even if the Aurors could fight three or four at a time, it would be useless. What's more, how dare they attack so many people?

Seeing his subordinate's proud face of claiming credit, Lewis was so angry that he wanted to kick his ass.

He withdrew his hand, shook it vigorously, and said with a bad face: "Go to the Ministry of Magic and ask for reinforcements... No! They must send reinforcements, at least fifteen Aurors!"

"Captain, you..." The subordinate shared the captain's worries with consideration, "The department may not have enough manpower."

"Then let people from other departments come!" Lewis yelled angrily, "Go in and apply to the deputy director, and just tell me what I said. You can stay here for fifteen minutes at most. He knows what's going on!"

The subordinate scratched his head and still didn't understand what the captain's convulsion was, but he obediently trot into the ruined walls behind him, looking for the deputy director who was staying in the Leaky Cauldron.

In the bar, the paunchy deputy director was sitting in front of the bar counter, sipping something in his glass. His hand was full of empty bottles of whiskey. His whole body was enveloped in the smell of alcohol, drunk, and looked like he was about to throw up at any time.

"Hic!" Seeing the boss Tom walking in, he laughed and waved, "Tom, you are still young, why do you look as old as your father?"

"My lord, I...I'm a little scared." The boss Tom said tremblingly, "It's...it's...too scary outside."

"Haha, you are even more courageous than your father!" The deputy director mocked, "Why don't you go home and cry to your mother!"

"Can you?" The boss Tom's eyes flashed with eagerness, "Master... my lord, can I really go home?"

"You really want to go back?" The deputy director was stunned, then laughed again, "You don't want your bar anymore?"

"My...my lord, I'm really scared!" The boss Tom even had a hint of crying in his tone.

"Okay, okay," the deputy director waved his hand, and said quite generously, "You can leave the key, this kind of scene can only be left to the Aurors, and when the situation subsides, I will notify you to come to the department the key, but by then..."

He showed a wretched smile, burped a foul-smelling wine, raised his hand and twirled his fingers.

"I understand! I understand my lord!" Boss Tom nodded frantically as if he had received amnesty, left the key on the bar, turned and ran towards the main entrance, and even tripped over an overturned chair on the way, the deputy minister looked at him in a panic From the back, let out a mocking sound full of alcohol.

The moment he ran out of the store, the short, fat and rickety figure of the boss Tom became tall and slender, and a lady with a long bohemian-style shawl on her shoulders appeared on Charing Cross Road. Between the buildings, but the Muggles passing by didn't notice it, so a few passers-by were surprised by her temperament and took a second look, and then plunged into the busy life of walking.

Professor Sykes put on a white hat with gauze and walked gracefully on the street. She looked exactly like a noble lady who didn't have to worry about life. She recalled the young face she saw through the cracks in the bricks, lightly Laughing, she silently thanked this "colleague" who was also fishing in troubled waters in her heart. Although she didn't know what his purpose was, she had achieved her purpose of leaving. Next, she could even directly enter the extremely empty place due to the shortage of manpower. The Ministry of Magic swaggered away from the Floo Network. Unlike in Diagon Alley where she didn't dare to apparate, she didn't need to apparate at all now, and even decided to spend two days in London before leaving.

A man wearing a top hat came towards him, and happened to see Professor Sykes' chin not covered by the hat and the slightly raised corner of his mouth. He lost his mind, turned his head and continued walking forward. After a few steps, he bumped into a wooden pole with an advertisement on the side of the road with a "bang".

When he turned his head again, trying to find the lady who made him fall in love at first sight, he found that she had long since disappeared, as if she had never appeared before.

I found that fish-flavored shredded pork is a dish that can hit the soul directly. Every chef has different opinions on it. When you eat fish-flavored pork shreds, you can even have a conversation with the person who made this dish to understand From his teacher's preferences, he can better know whether he likes carrots, bell peppers, or both.