My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"You came?"

When Tom opened the door of the room and walked in, an uninvited guest had already been waiting for him inside. She sat on the edge of the bed with her back to the door, rubbing her calf with one hand, and looking at her with her chin resting on the other hand. outside the window.

Tom stared vigilantly at the woman sitting on his bed, turned his head and slammed the door shut, blocking the doorman following him from the door, flicked his right hand lightly, the wand fell into his hand, and then stepped on the carpet slowly and soundlessly. Hide behind the corner where the corridor and the bedroom connect.

He pressed against the wall, breathed calmly, revealed one eye, and found that his suitcase had been opened, and Nelson's backpack was thrown open beside the pillow. Tom noticed that the things he pressed under his clothes did not move. It's for that bag!

He stretched out his wand, and a small tip emerged from the corner of the wall, pointing at the back of the woman.

"Nelson, long time no see." The woman on the bed was Jokunda Sykes, who had met Nelson once. After she saw Tom on the roof, she chased him all the way with some special tracking methods. On the bed, he said to himself, "Nelson, do you miss me?"

Tom put down his wand, he couldn't make up his mind, this person seems to know Gnar? So who is she? What is she going to do? Tom's eyes narrowed, and thoughts raced through his mind.

He still didn't make a sound, still leaning against the wall to observe secretly, he reached into his neckline with his left hand and grabbed something, while his right hand gripping the wand became more stable.

"I heard that you left school a long time ago. I didn't expect that you got mixed up with Grindelwald." Jokunda grabbed the backpack from the pillow, stood up, walked towards Tom, and said, "To be honest, I've been looking for it for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be on you. If it wasn't for your name on the bag, you would have been lying down when the door was just opened...Uh, who are you?"

"Who are you?" Tom raised his wand, pointed at Jokunda's face, and asked coldly.

"Me? Why are you holding Nelson Williams' bag? What is your relationship with him?" Jokunda was surprised for a moment when he saw a stranger in front of him, then stretched his hands to his waist and asked back road.

"Don't move." Tom threatened Jokunda with a stick in his right hand, and put his left hand in his collar, looking a little weird. If it wasn't for this critical moment, Jokunda would have said a few nasty words at least, but she didn't dare to act rashly. Biological instinct told her that the young wizard in front of her was not trying to seduce her with this appearance, but because there was really something in the collar that could cause serious damage to her.

"Hey, hey, calm down." Jokunda raised his hands sincerely and stepped back, pressing his back against the window.

"I'm calm," said Tom, approaching with his wand in hand. "Now, I ask, and you answer, is that all right?"

"Are you a Hogwarts student?" Jokunda blinked and asked suddenly.

"I... you just need to answer my question." Tom was a little angry.

"Calm down, calm down." Jokunda said quickly at a speed worthy of the dreadlocks on his head, "I saw the newsboy hat on your head, with the Slytherin logo on the brim, Muggles don't recognize it, But I know you, it looks like you are young, and there is Nelson Williams bag in the box, so you should be his friend, his friend is my friend, and I know Nelson very well!"

Jokunda patted his chest, as if wanting to express his sincerity, Tom twitched his eyes and said, "How do you prove it?"

"What I said is right, you are indeed a student of Slytherin!" Jokunda said happily, without slowing down in the slightest, "You must be Alphard Black, right? I often learn from Ravenclaw I heard your name from the Dean! My name is Jokunda, Jokunda Sykes, I just graduated from Hogwarts, and we must have a lot in common when it comes to mischief!"

"Jocunda Sykes?" asked Tom, savoring the name. "What's your relationship with Professor Sykes of Ravenclaw?"

"She is my sister, Alphard."

"It doesn't look like it, Cousin?" said Tom, putting down his wand, and looking at Jokunda with a frown, "find a place to sit."

"Okay," Jokunda saw Tom put down his wand and lowered his head. He felt that his chance had come. He immediately took out his wand and pointed it at Tom. Seeing him frown again, he smiled triumphantly, "Senior sister will teach you a One thing, don't trust anyone when you go out. In addition, young people frown less and are prone to wrinkles."

"You're right," Tom nodded seriously, "so you think it's easy for you to win people's trust?"

"What did you say?"

"I mean, you'd better find a place to sit down, otherwise the exercise will be too strenuous, and the poison may soon flow to the whole body."

"Venom? What venom?" Jokunda had faintly realized that she had fallen, but she didn't think about where she had fallen—until she lowered her head and saw two small spots that were bleeding out on her ankles , a green snake tail quickly disappeared under the bed, Jokunda suddenly felt his eyes go dark, staggered a few steps back, and sat down on the chair that Tom summoned with the Flying Curse.

"I think we can have a good chat now, Ms. Sykes." Tom walked up to Jokunda, took the bag and wand she was holding, hugged the bag in his arms, and put the wand on the bedside table , moved another chair, sat across the bed across from Jokunda, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Don't worry, this snake is not very poisonous, and it won't do you any harm."

Jokunda felt a bit of a toothache. Even though the guy on the other side took her wand, he didn't take his hand out of his neckline, and he couldn't do it like a porcupine. She wanted to describe Tom as a hedgehog, but felt the ankle Despite the tingling feeling everywhere, she still replaced the cute hedgehog with a hideous porcupine.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Tom said as he unzipped all the zippers and buttons on the bag, carefully checking the inside and the outside with one hand, "I know you, Jokunda Sykes, the first witch in the world to cross the Atlantic Ocean on a broom."

"My honor, I didn't expect me to be so famous, haha." Jokunda accompanied the smiling face, and slowly stretched a hand from the back of the chair to the back pocket of the jeans' buttocks.

"This is what you asked Nelson to tell me. He also told me that the place where you landed after crossing the Atlantic happened to be the scene of Grindelwald's rally." Tom stopped checking his backpack, raised his head, and seriously Suggested, "I suggest you stop your movements, or you will be knocked over by snake poison later, and I can't save you, and if you are in this state and have to take your wand out of your butt pocket, I think you may Because the inarticulateness hurts yourself first—it’s better to have some trust between people, if you came in by knocking on the door, I should be treating you to dinner in the restaurant downstairs right now."

"Didn't you put my wand on the bedside table?" Jokunda muttered, "It's not too late for dinner..."

"I'm not hungry now, and I also have two wands." Tom lowered his head and continued to search every corner of the backpack, "So what are you looking for him or his bag for? I checked it carefully, and it's an empty bag." Bag."

"It's nothing." Jokunda said perfunctorily, she was still trying to reach her wand, but the movement was much smaller.

"Nothing? Since you can catch up to France, it should be very important." Tom raised his head, stared at Jokunda's movements with interest, raised his wand, and said enthusiastically, "Let me help you Come on! The wand is flying!"

"Whoosh—"

"Sure enough, there are two wands," Tom continued, taking the flying wand and throwing it aside. Forgot the existence of this bag? When he first entered school, he liked to carry this bag very much, but later on even if he held a lot of books in his hands, he would not carry it. Why? As far as I know , The only one who can do this kind of thing is the Forgetting Curse, what did you do to this bag, and then use the Forgetting Curse to sneak attack him?"

"I'm not, I'm not!" Jokunda categorically denied.

"It's strange that although it's not convincing at all, I believe your sentence." Tom stroked his non-existent beard and continued to speculate, "So when did this happen? Let me think... Oh! The first meeting, I never saw Professor Slughorn carry that bag after that morning tantrum, but he was with us all the time, except before him, go to...he To post the letter, the Owl Room is on top of Ravenclaw Tower, and he met Mrs Sykes there - hoo! What a thrill."

Tom raised his eyebrows and asked, "What kind of conspiracy do you and your sister, the dignified head of Ravenclaw, have to make you attack a junior student?"

"She didn't!" Speaking of her sister, Jokunda suddenly became excited and denied it loudly, but she didn't notice that she had fallen into Tom's rhythm, "It has nothing to do with her!"

"So you have, don't you?" Tom asked after he had just finished chatting with his father, and he was in a good mood at the moment, "So why did he forget this bag? If you didn't sneak up on him, then there is something wrong with the bag itself, So much so that the rest of us often forget it's there, and let it sit in the corner for a long time."

Jokunda shut his mouth and said no more.

"I just checked the bag, and it's empty, and there's nothing special about it except it's a little dirty...so it's because you put something in his bag," Tom stood up, talking eloquently, "And this thing will make the memory of those who come into contact with it worse. Is it an anti-memory ball in a joke store?"

"..." Jokunda felt a little speechless.

"I don't have a sense of humor at all," Tom shrugged resentfully when he realized that his joke hadn't achieved the desired effect, "The only things that can achieve this effect are magic props, but And who would put an oblivion spell on a magic item? Unless it is something he himself wants to forget, but what he wants to forget can be destroyed, so why leave it out? So what is it? Woolen cloth?"

"It has nothing to do with you. It's just a magical animal. It accidentally ran into Nelson's bag. I went to him to solve the problem, but it seems that it has left now." Seeing Tom getting closer to the truth, Jokunda panicked, and hurriedly said, "I really don't have any malicious intentions. I'll just take it and help Nelson get rid of his amnesia. Besides, it doesn't affect his life..."

"Does it not affect?" Tom patted the mattress angrily, "Do you think holding a stack of books in class is called 'not affecting your life'? You go, we will solve it ourselves."

"You guys are really bad...I'm not questioning your talents, but you haven't even taken a magical animal protection class." Jokunda said anxiously, "I admit it, it's not shameful to be caught by a wizard like you, But it's really dangerous to touch magical animals lightly—”

"Don't bother you," Tom said, taking out a small crystal bottle and throwing it to Jokunda, "This is the antidote for snake venom. In fact, it will be metabolized by itself after twelve hours. When I see you appear Downstairs, I'll throw your wand down, so please pick it up and don't break it."

"That magical animal is really very dangerous, very—"

"Okay, I don't even want you to tell me what it is," Tom said politely, and simply picked up the antidote and fed it to Jokunda. My magical beast expert, Newt Scamander, and I'm sure if he can't fix it, you probably can't either."

Immediately afterwards, he watched in shock that Jokunda, who had regained his freedom, took out the third wand from the other pocket, glared at himself viciously, and said, "Remember to throw away my wand."

After saying that, Jokunda opened the window, stepped on it, and then jumped up and disappeared into the room. Tom ran to the window and saw a small bird waving its wings and slowly descending. He summoned the two He threw down a wand, closed the doors and windows, took out the two mirrors, and called Nelson's name.

Coincidentally, as soon as Nelson came to his new room, he opened a brand new piece of parchment. The moment he heard the sound, he picked up the double-sided mirror at hand and saw the sky of Paris behind Tom.

"Good guy, Tom, what's the situation?" Nelson looked at the black veil filling the street, and asked nervously, "Did Grindelwald hit Hogwarts?"

"No," Tom turned his head and glanced, skipped the greeting, and explained the situation directly, "I'm in Paris, France, and a witch named Jocunda Sykes is looking for you, for the treasure in your backpack." A magical animal that causes amnesia."

"What did you say? Can you speak more slowly?"