My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

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"Adele, do you want to go to a magic school? How old are you now?"

Tom squatted in front of the little girl, gently stroking her soft long hair. After cleaning, her muddy hair finally revealed its true color. It was as bright golden as the sun, shining in the bright sunlight With crystal brilliance, her blond hair is darker than Nelson's. If Adele, Nelson, and Grindelwald stand side by side, it will be a bright gradient.

They were standing at the foot of the statue of the dead at the moment, and the old postman's generous palm raised to his forehead blocked Adele from the scorching sun.

In front of the statue, an obelisk in the shape of the Elder Wand with the ring of the Gaunt family standing quietly. It is more than ten meters high. To be precise, its height is thirteen meters and sixty centimeters. On the top of the obelisk, a silver flag fluttered in the wind, and the names of the 1,360 people were densely engraved on the monument.

"Don't talk to me like that, I'm not a kid."

Adele wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfiedly that after Zweig's careful nursing, her complexion improved a lot, her vocal cords also recovered, and her crisp voice like a girl's oriole was able to reappear.

But when Zweig asked her if she wanted to heal those scars on her face, she shook her head and said no.

Despite the unkind words, Tom just thought she was cute. Under Adele's struggle, he finished rubbing her hair with satisfaction, and strongly recommended Nelson to rub her hair too.

"I'm not so bored." Nelson pouted, reached out and stroked Adele's blond hair.

"Nelson, can you lend me your wand?" When Nelson was pulling his hair, Adele didn't resist at all, and even tiptoed to make it easier for Nelson to pull his hair. She tugged at Nelson's sleeve , whispered, "I don't have a wand."

"I'll buy one for you in two days." Nelson felt that it felt good, and secretly squeezed it again. Feeling that Adele was still tugging on his sleeve, he lowered his head and asked, "Do you want it now?"

"Yeah." Adele nodded.

"What are you going to do?" Nelson took out three wands without hesitation, raised them in front of Adele, and shook them at her, "Which one do you want?"

Adele reached out and took the centermost black walnut wand that had belonged to Nelson from the beginning.

"What does she want to do?"

Tom put his hand in and walked over to Nelson, watching Adele as she waved her wand awkwardly.

Under Adele's trembling manipulation, the soil trampled by everyone on the ground glued together, and soon formed a lump of mud-like hillock.

"What a cute little snowman."

After being turned and glared by Adele, Tom struggled to realize that it was a kneeling figure.

Adele worked hard to shape the shape of the clay embryo like pinching plasticine. With her efforts, the dynamics of the clay embryo became more and more clear, although the shape was still very abstract.

"That's right," Tom gasped. "Gnar was playing with real dirt at your age."

Nelson began to seriously consider a plan to bury Tom in mud.

"But I... I can't change my face." The little girl was a little anxious, even crying.

"Let me help you." Tom smiled and drew out his wand. "Whose face do you want it to hold? Picquery?"

"Become..." Adele lowered her head and was caught in a tangle. She hated everyone in this group of criminals, but there was only one face on the statue. Her gaze was on the face of the wizard in the camp. Wandering around, I swept past the representatives of various countries who were still in the meeting, Grindelwald and Dumbledore who didn't know what to say in the corner, the saints who were in order and were arranging the environment around the statue, and the group of plague The American Auror huddled in the corner like a chicken, but couldn't find the target he wanted.

"Me." Norton II appeared with a cane, bent down, put the cane by his feet, waved away the subordinates who wanted to help him, bent his one leg, and knelt in front of Adele with difficulty, letting the two of them As tall as she was, she was able to look directly into her eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, child, for making you suffer so much in my country."

Adele's eyes dodged like a deer. Although she harbored anger and hatred for American wizards, when a real American wizard approached her, her eyes still showed the fear of a child.

Norton II looked at her dodging eyes, and lowered his hand to her in a lonely way.

"I can arrange for you to study in Ilvermorny, child, I promise that no one will hurt you again." Norton II said sincerely, "I swear in the name of my father, His Majesty Norton I."

Adele just kept shaking her head, and this panicked look deeply hurt Norton II's heart.

"Let me be the sinner kneeling here," he sighed helplessly, and waved his wand. His remorseful but calm face appeared on the top of the crude statue. "I should atone for their sins like them."

Tom pulled the terrified Adele and left here silently.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to." Nelson stretched out his hand, grabbed Norton II's arm, trying to pull him up, "You have nothing to do with what's going on here."

He and Norton II are acquainted. When he was studying in Ilvermorny a few years ago, Norton II helped him a lot.

"No, thank you, Mr. Williams," Norton II politely declined Nelson's offer, "let me kneel here...how do you know I'm innocent?"

"You are still alive in the world soberly. This is the evidence. They are fair and will only punish those who have hurt themselves directly or indirectly."

"You are wrong," Norton II shook his head and said, "I am the emperor of this country, although no one admits it, even though I am actually only the director of the International Affairs Department, I should also be responsible for them, I don't know There is no difference between love and inaction, and being a tiger's minion. I am the one who deserves a share of these sins."

Nelson was quite shocked. He withdrew his hand extended to Norton II, stood upright, and took off his hat to salute.

"Your country will surely go to light under your leadership."

"I can't guarantee that." Norton II closed his eyes and leaned on the shoulder of his statue. Nelson nodded and left quickly.

Norton II just knelt on one leg in the scorching sun, like a proud tin soldier, and no one bothered him.

After a long time, when he was almost exhausted from the sun, he finally waved his hand and stood up with the support of his subordinates. He gritted his teeth and looked at his humiliated statue. Standing on the shelf, he ordered bitterly, "Get the craftsmen and let them all kneel here for me! It's really despicable to ruin the children of our country like this!"

"Your Majesty, who are you talking about?"

"Millhouse! Pierce! And Picquery!" Norton II added viciously, waving his cane, "No! Make them all here for me! Every man on trial! If the sentence Shorter than life, I want them to wake up and see the ugly appearance of myself kneeling here! If the sentence is longer than life, I will bury them under their own statue! Find me the best sculptor, do it To restore it perfectly! Build roads for me here, erect a monument for me here! I want everyone who passes by here to see what good deeds these bloody dogs have done!"

"Your Majesty, does this damage the image of our country?" The subordinate asked cautiously, "After all, this is not something glorious..."

"The image of our country..." Norton II read the words of his subordinates, as if he heard some words he had never seen before. After a while, he raised his head and asked with a blank expression, "Do we still have that kind of thing?" ?”

"His Majesty……"

"It's gone! It's gone! It's gone at all! Millhouse has lost the face of Congress, what kind of image do we have as a country!" Norton II grabbed his subordinates by the collar and roared, "Then A newspaper with the same slogan on it was sent to all over the world! All over the world!"

Others in the camp forgot to come here one after another. After seeing that it was the interim speaker and His Majesty the Emperor who was angry,

"Sorry, I lost my temper. This has nothing to do with you. I blamed you." Norton II sighed. here we go……"

"I obey, Your Majesty," the subordinate lowered his head. For the first time, he recognized the leader who was thinking about clocking out of get off work all day long, and said in a deep voice, "You are our well-deserved His Majesty the Emperor."

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"Honestly, if my sister can be half as well-behaved as her, then Merlin will really bless her."

Tom really likes how he sees Adele now—good-looking hair, a soft and weak appearance hides a strong heart, much stronger than his unlucky sister—thinking of Christian, Tom’s chest pass A heart attack-like pain.

At the moment they are standing on the pier in Boston Bay, waiting for the next cruise ship to depart. Although tragedies or comedies happen all the time, people who walk out of the play must move forward.

There are straggling seagulls floating on the blue sea, and silvery fish jumping out of the water from time to time. The boatman and travelers appreciate this peaceful picture, without realizing that they are in other people's paintings.

Nelson wore the white overcoat he had come in, and his attire had hardly changed, but Tom had changed into a close-fitting black suit—he was more particular, and he liked to change clothes every day when he was out.

There were two people when they disembarked, but when they left, there was a small figure in a red cloak among them. Adele was holding Nelson's skirt with one hand, and supporting Tom with the other, looking like a pair of crystal balls. The exquisite green eyes reflected the sea water——with the help of Zweig, these beautiful eyes were preserved, but under the eye sockets, the ferocious black bloodshot eyes still revealed a murderous intent. Tom liked these eyes very much. His words, "Like the emeralds I keep in my wallet."

Nelson nodded to the saints hiding in the crowd and took out three tickets from his pocket.

"Blessed by Merlin? You'd better not let Merlin bless your family." Nelson took out a copy of "Merlin, Governing the Country and Safety but Fire at Home?" from his pocket. ", threw it to Tom, and said, "Young man, I suggest you read more books. Merlin's sister, Morgan Le Fay, fought with him all his life."

"Don't say this in front of the little girl." Tom's expression seemed to say "I want face too", while taking the book and hiding it in his pocket, "Speaking of which, where are we going next?"

"Look for a ship, Tom, Haier Bo's last Horcrux is on a ship." Nelson's eyes flashed a cold light, "I'm really excited and excited to be able to pull out the gangrene in this world right away. "

"What is Haierbo?" Adele asked in a low voice.

"That's an old bastard," Tom explained patiently, rubbing the top of her head. "It was a piece of his soul that those bad guys wanted to study, but it was eventually destroyed by Gnar."

"It should be." Nelson waved his hands modestly, bent down, and asked softly, "Adele, what's your full name? Do you have a middle name? I'll give it to Professor Dumbledore when I get off the boat." Write a letter, I think Hogwarts should welcome you very much."

"Don't you know?" Tom raised his eyebrows, "Oh, those memories were erased by them."

"Yeah, but everyone underestimated me," Nelson rubbed his heart, "my endurance is much stronger than they imagined."

"Adele Wertling."

Adele tugged at the corner of Nelson's clothes and whispered.

Nelson lowered his eyes. When rescuing Adele, he once said, "Your parents are doing well." However, when sorting out the dead, her parents' names were also impressively listed.

"Actually Riddle... Oh, Merlin's sister, this surname is really ugly, it sounds like a riddleman." Tom tried his best to enliven the atmosphere, but was overwhelmed by his surname, and waved his hands again and again, as if to drive him away. Like the harassing Gadfly, "Forget it."

"Wildening is good and recognizable. If you get lost, I can find you quickly." Nelson smiled and rubbed Adele's hair, and said, "You will be my family from now on, and I will There are many friends, everyone is your family."

"I'm not going to get lost."

"Dumbledore doesn't think you've got an extra daughter during your trip to America, does he?" Tom's thoughts suddenly began to diverge, as if he was fabricating the upper body of Godric Gryffindor who led the goblin rebellion in the History of Magic exam. , "No, the age gap is too small, you can't have a daughter when you were five years old, right? Or a sister who has been lost for many years, tsk tsk, you have a sister, and I have one, but my sister is too old. Don’t worry, why not, let me—”

"Tom," Nelson interrupted, "Professor Dumbledore knows who she is, and he provided the phoenix tears to heal internal injuries."

"Poor Fox," Tom curled his lips, "Dumbledore must have read a lot of Shakespeare to it."

"It may also be the love tragedy of two phoenixes." Nelson was infected by Tom, and even began to diverge.

"Woo..."

The siren sounded on the pier, and the people of the steamship company were running around holding paper tube horns, loudly notifying passengers to get on the train. The seagulls stranded in the relocation team also fluttered their wings and flew high, groping for the direction to the south amidst the crisp accompaniment.

"Let's go." Nelson grabbed the sleeve of Adele's cloak and carried two boxes, one large and one small, in the other hand.

"By the way," Tom said suddenly, picking up the suitcase on the ground, "Do you think this time is enough for me to show my face on the chocolate frog card?"

Behind them, thirty-one people are waving goodbye under the leadership of the teacher. When the boat sails, they will also return to the life they have not seen for a long time.