My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Andre and Lorian were chatting enthusiastically, but Nelson stared at Lorrian’s face and fell into contemplation. He was called "magic" and had no knowledge of the magical world. On the way home, Jonas once brought him back from Poland. His notebook...These bits and pieces made him have a bold guess in his heart-this "witch" may be a foreigner like him.

"Wait," taking advantage of Andre's organizational language gap, he interrupted, "Miss Luolian, have you ever given someone a note?"

"Let me think about..." Luo Lian raised her right hand, pinched her chin, and muttered for a moment before slowly speaking, "Last year, this time, when a reporter came here to visit me later, he said his nephew He is also a wizard, and it doesn't sound like a fake, so I gave him my notebook back then. That was the first time I heard that there were other spellcasters."

"What's his name?" Luo Lian squeezed his chin, thinking hard, "His name is... well, he seems to be called Yue..."

"Jonas Nicklaus." Nelson said slowly. "The reporter's name is Jonas Nicklaus. I am his nephew."

The three people around couldn't help but look over here, surprised at the wonderful fate and fate, and Andre took a deep look at Nelson with a strange look.

"That's a coincidence!" Luo Lian also sighed, "How is he now? I'm still waiting for the interview he wrote about me!"

"He died." Nelson said heavily like his uncle's deceased, "just at the beginning of this month."

"...I'm sorry." Luo Lian started talking, "Did you read my notes? Do you want me to teach you?"

"I don't quite understand, maybe I can't learn it..." Nelson shook his head. "The magic I learned is very different from your notes, almost completely different. I'll get it later. It's your thing after all."

"No, I can teach you, those are very basic content." Luo Lian shook his head, "I gave it to you, anyway, it's useless to keep it for myself."

"Thank you." Nelson nodded. "I can get it now."

"Don't worry, you can stay here for a few more days. I have a lot of empty rooms here. It's been a long time since I met other spellcasters." Luo Lian waved her hand, and a group of puppets rushed from the room to all sides of the castle, and she went to Nelson asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Nelson Williams."

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"My name is Tom Riddle."

"My family lives in Hangleton." In the captain's room, Old Tom drank a sip of hot tea and said shiveringly, although none of the clothes he wore from head to toe was not expensive, but it seemed torn on him. Tattered, like a tramp, Captain Jack looked at him as if he was not as old as he was, but he was very old, like a dying patient.

"That's a good place."

"Oh, we all know that the atmosphere is not so good." Old Tom took a cigarette out of his pocket with a trembling hand and held it in his mouth. Captain Jack saw it and leaned forward to help him light it.

"Thank you." Old Tom spread the newspaper on the table and pointed to the handsome boy in front of Napoleon's portrait. His hands were not shaking at all at this time. He raised his head and stared at Captain Jack with eyes full of hope. Asked timidly, "Did you say that you have seen this boy, is it Williams? Then you know him...where is he now?"

"..." Captain Jack looked down his fingers, really couldn't bear to hurt the poor father, but he still babbled, "Sorry, I have seen the boy next to him. He is Mr. Williams. As for the one you mentioned, I haven't seen it."

"You've seen it, that's great! I can finally find my baby!" Old Tom said with a smile, his wrinkled face stretched out, revealing a face almost exactly the same as Tom but much older. He didn't seem to understand Captain Jack's words, and he happily said, "I will look for him when I get off the boat!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Riddle." Captain Jack had to interrupt old Tom's cheerfulness. He spoke very fast, leaving no opportunity for old Tom to interrupt him. "I haven't seen the boy you were referring to. I only saw the one next to him."

Old Tom raised his head, his eyes dimmed instantly, the cigarette **** in his mouth slipped, and a hole was quickly burned in his suit jacket, but he still slumped on the bench as if he felt nothing.

Captain Jack hurriedly got up and took off the cigarette butt, looking at the old Tom who was hundreds of times haggard than before, shook his head, sighed, and walked to the shelf in the captain's room to take out a bottle of whiskey and pour two glasses to the table, sympathizing He said, "Mr. Riddle, is it convenient to talk about you? Even if I haven't seen him, I will be able to ask you about it in the future."

"Okay." Old Tom picked up the wine on the table, drank it, and coughed violently. After a while, he wiped his mouth, struggling to speak with a red face:

"When I was young, the conditions in my family were very good. My father was a well-known local squire, and with my family background and my decent appearance, I was drunk with flowers all day long, behaved, and owed a lot of love. Debt." He lit a cigarette again, showing a look of remembrance, coughing as he recounted, "On the hill opposite our village, there lived a shabby household. At that time, I somehow got it with their eldest daughter. together."

"Is she the boy's mother?" Captain Jack asked him curiously, stroking his back to help him get along.

"Yes, I think about it now, yes... Their family conditions are very poor, and she herself has no knowledge. She is a very ordinary village woman who looks very... and I am sorry. But I was like crazy at the time. I love her desperately, and the family sent someone to look for me, and my mother is in a hurry because of this.” Old Tom swallowed, took a sip from the wine glass, “Until one day, I suddenly became sober. Yes, you may not understand the feeling, it's like returning to reality from a weird dream, and then you can no longer distinguish between dream and reality. That morning, I woke up and walked to the restaurant of our small apartment. When I saw her face, it was not the face I was obsessed with at all, and replaced by the disgust and nausea that should only occur under normal circumstances, and I understood that I woke up."

"Oh." Although Captain Jack didn't understand what he was talking about, it didn't prevent him from hearing that the man in front of him was a scumbag. He didn't want to judge others too much, he just wanted to listen to gossip.

"That morning, I suppressed the disgust for her ordinary to a bit ugly face, stuffed rice in my mouth, and suddenly, she told me that she was pregnant..." Old Tom took a sip of whiskey and made a face Zi was flushed, and he held his head in pain, "I ran away. Even now, I hate her. I think she must have used some shameful means to me to make me become obsessed with her, even if it makes me I will choose now and I will run away too."

"Human affection, human affection..." Although Captain Jack didn't contempt him to leave behind the act of orphans and widows, he still followed his words.

"Later I returned home and it took a year to recover from that nightmare. You may not imagine that a love is a nightmare for a person, but for me, it is often in the middle of the night for several years. Tortured evil spirit." Old Tom looked extremely painful. "Two months after returning home, my family arranged a marriage for me. I married the niece of the bishop of our diocese, which is my wife. She soon I got pregnant and gave birth to my baby girl... She is such a cute elf."

Old Tom showed a happy smile on his face, but suddenly interrupted his happiness with a nervous roar. He took out a photo from his chest pocket and placed it on the table, praying to Captain Jack in a tone several times more urgent than before. "Lola, my precious daughter Laura, you must have seen her for so many years, right?"

"I am rich, I have a lot of money, if you help me find her, I can give you a lot, a lot of money, enough to buy such a boat!" He reached out and grabbed Captain Jack's sleeve, shaking. Said, "Eight... Eight years ago, she was abducted by traffickers. You, you must have seen her."

"Sorry... I know you are very rich." Captain Jack took a lot of effort to remove his hand from his arm. It is hard to imagine that this haggard man has such power and lost his second child~www .wuxiahere.com~ This may be God's punishment for abandoning his first child! He crossed his chest and shook his head, "If the traffickers abducted, 80% of them are still in the UK. I went to the ocean. I haven't seen her."

"Really..." Old Tom lost all his strength in an instant, and slumped on the chair again. He picked up the glass and poured alcohol into his mouth. The pale yellow whiskey ran down the corner of his mouth, making his neckline muddy. She opened her mouth like a dried salted fish, "Eight years ago, she was abducted by a trafficker. I spent eight years looking for her. My wife also got sick from this incident and passed away the year before...until Last year I heard the news that I found the trafficking gang that ran in Hungerton back then. They have been arrested. I asked someone to interrogate them. They said... They said that my Lola disappeared years ago. Maybe , Maybe...oooooo."

He covered his face again and wept bitterly. Captain Jack felt a little strange. He kept talking about his daughter, but at first he found a boy. He asked, "Then this boy..."

"Oh..." Old Tom calmed down for a while before speaking slowly, "I'm dying...I need an heir to inherit my family business, and I also need a blood line to inherit the family's blood. I also need him. ... continue to look for his sister after I die." My classmate who is jumping to Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 93 Riddle's tragedy green reading-Hogwarts, my classmate is Voldemort- Novel Reading Network..., if there is no automatic jump, please click [Jump]

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