My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

On the morning of the second Monday, all the students of Hogwarts and the student representatives from the other two schools gathered in front of the Great Hall of the castle. It was still a while before the deadline at 8 o'clock, and there were still some students who were still on the tail of the deadline. The students gathered around the Goblet of Fire, took cards and scribbled their names into the goblet.

What's more, at 7:59, he was still holding a piece of paper with his name on it, standing in the corner, his face turned green and white, and he was still struggling with his thoughts.

The door of the auditorium was closed, and the surrounding students were in a mess like in a vegetable market, and a stampede could happen at any time.

"It's Monday."

Tom stood in the corner of the hallway and breathed a sigh of relief at Nelson in front of him. Last week, he was disturbed by Durmstrang's students. As expected of a school that encourages competition, there are several students every day. The representative of the right school, wearing a black robe and speaking English with a strong accent, invited him to a duel. Although Tom evaded everything by saying "I only want to fight real warriors", they seemed to want to bore Tom to death by doing foreign work—— Over the course of a week, he has met almost everyone in Durmstrang's team.

As much as he hates this group of annoying guys, he has to admit that Durmstrang's students are indeed commendable in a certain sense. Competence and determination to hammer problems impress every Hogwarts student they meet in class.

As for Beauxbatons, this school is indescribable. Their students have more unconstrained ideas. In terms of spells, these qualities have been more manifested. Beauxbatons students are even willing to let Hoag The new friends Woz met and the fire dragons they brought came into contact with each other. Their jumpy way of thinking and the differences between each person gave people a feeling of Ravenclaw, but after a detailed understanding, it was discovered that their pursuit of wisdom More of a quest for inspiration than a Ravenclaw-like admiration for knowledge.

This may be because almost all the student representatives selected during their trip are elites, but it can also reflect the characteristics of different schools——

Durmstrang and Beauxbatons are almost two completely opposite schools. You only need to know one person to know Durmstrang, but you may need to know everyone to know Beauxbatons. , one can do as one pleases, which is the embodiment of two completely different educational concepts.

"Are you happy, Tom?" Nelson yawned and looked at the time on the wall clock in the hallway. It would be eight o'clock in fifteen seconds. He looked back and asked, "I hope you like me becoming a warrior." coronation ceremony."

"I don't think the Goblet of Fire will choose a person who can't wake up to be the representative of Hogwarts." Tom rolled his eyes and looked at the burning Goblet of Fire. The green light reflected his expression unpredictablely. The few guys who were still fighting psychologically seemed more nervous than the students who had signed up. Tom glanced at them and looked at Nelson, "What do you think about the Goblet of Fire—"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes went black, and in the next second, there was already a green tablecloth in front of him, and his butt was already firmly pressed against the chair.

Tom looked up to his left, meeting Nelson's blue eyes.

At this moment, they are sitting at the long table of Slytherin, which happens to be in the center. A long green tablecloth is spread on the long table. Observe carefully, the depth of the tablecloth is embroidered with a deeper emerald color. , the pattern in front of everyone is difficult to see its whole picture, combined together it is a long snake entrenched on the trunk.

Two jewel-like eyes stared fixedly at the high platform not far away, where two semi-curved long tables were placed. Dumbledore sat in the center of the front row, and Sigmund and Constance the two principals sat. On both sides of him, and further to the two sides, are the officials in charge of the Ministry of Magic of the Three Kingdoms, and those great wizards who are quite famous in their fields are all wearing robes representing the highest achievement and sitting in the back seats. Concentrate directly in front of Dumbledore.

There, a raging red fire was burning in a rough wooden cup, and the scorching breath emitted made Nelson, who was far below the stage, feel the heat wave on his face.

"call--"

A comfortable sigh sounded beside Nelson. It was a Slytherin student who was struggling half a minute ago and missed the chance to sign up. Although his expression was complicated, he still looked much more relaxed than before.

He looked around, and the long tables of each college and the other two schools were also changed into the most representative furnishings like Slytherin - the most eye-catching one was the green Slytherin and the opposite one. Red Gryffindors, their punchy color scheme is enough to make anyone with normal color sense look away.

"It seems that the Goblet of Fire has made its choice."

Dumbledore stood up and got straight to the point. His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough to spread throughout the silent auditorium. While waiting for his answer, the only sound that could be heard in the entire auditorium was the expansion and crackling of the flames scorching the air.

Officials on both sides kept their eyes on the Goblet of Fire for fear that something might go wrong.

"Before that, I think I still need to reiterate that a cup cannot really complete the judgment and evaluation of a person, especially when the only thing it can touch is the name," Dumbledore's voice sounded immediately, He said softly, "The Goblet of Fire will only screen the applicants based on some of the characteristics that the Triwizard Tournament favors. If you are not selected, it does not mean that your level is insufficient, but because your talent is suitable for further development." Big stage play."

After distributing the chicken soup, Dumbledore nodded to the two headmasters beside him, and they left their seats knowingly and raised their wands.

"Next, we will announce the players for this Triwizard Tournament. All of this will be done under the fairness of the wizard representatives." Dumbledore turned his head and looked at the wizards behind him. After confirming with them, He turned around and looked at the burning Goblet of Fire, "The result will be revealed soon."

He coughed lightly, and a roll of parchment appeared in his hand.

"Please, Professor Sigmund, Professor Constance."

The three principals raised their wands at the same time, pointing to the Goblet of Fire in front of them with serious expressions.

Beams of red, green and blue primary colors shot out from the tips of the three magic wands and plunged into the flames. The exuberant tongues of fire condensed in mid-air like ice cubes, making the parched people feel a burst of coolness.

Immediately afterwards, the rune on the Goblet of Fire emitted a green light. It first scanned the students in the auditorium, and then separated three condensed beams of light, entangled like vines with the three-color spells used by the three principals to authenticate their identities. Climbed to their wands and touched their hands.

Soon, after confirming the identity of the opener, the emerald green light of the rune disappeared, and the "frozen" flame moved amidst the sound of glass shattering, and burned again, bigger and more vigorous than before!

The tongue of flame licked straight towards the dome above the auditorium, spread it at a speed that was poised to charge, and instantly ignited the dome! The audience who reacted raised their heads, and the originally shining stars on the dome of the auditorium have been replaced by jumping flames. Among them, the most vigorous and dazzling are the three pops made of green flames in the middle. The distance between the three stars is equal to form a perfect equilateral triangle.

They are slowly growing, or rather, slowly falling.

"let's start."

Dumbledore nodded, sat back in his seat with the two headmasters, and looked at the three stars above his head like other audience members.

Suddenly, one of the three stars accelerated and shot straight at Beauxbaton's long table.

"Beauxbaton——" Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded when everyone's attention was attracted by the "meteorite from the sky".

The green star slammed into Beauxbaton's long table, and instantly turned into bursting sparks that exploded in all directions. The intense light caused almost everyone to close their eyes.

When they opened their eyes, two Pegasus horses, which were as blue as the sea and covered with golden harnesses, were stepping out of the "starry sky" with a drizzle. They separated and closed, spread their wings, and flew around Beauxbaton's long table. After two rounds, they stopped behind a black-haired girl in a snow-white dress, folded their wings and landed on the ground, among other cloths. Under the envious gaze of Sparton student, he rubbed her shoulder with his cheek.

This was the girl who was the first to complete the registration. She felt something on her shoulders. She turned around and saw the Pegasus behind her.

Nelson could swear her expression froze for a moment, as if she wasn't sure if the two Pegasus were separate or a double image of one.

Fortunately, she didn't have to worry about it after a few seconds. After confirming the candidate, two pegasus stood up against her, one of them turned into a green flame and flew into the air, and the other turned into a golden particle of light floating Around her, soon, the meteor belonging to Beauxbatons in the sky cast a blue beam of light, covering her whole body.

"Margaret Sagan!"

Professor Constance's voice sounded at the right time, and her tone was full of appreciation. It seemed that this warrior satisfied her. Immediately afterwards, warm applause broke out on Beauxbaton's long table, surrounded by Hogwarts and Germany. Armstrong's students also gave a courtesy applause.

It wasn't until this moment that Margaret realized what had just happened. She straightened her skirt like a whirlwind, lowered her head, lifted the skirts on both sides, turned around in a circle, and greeted the students around her. After turning around, she faced Professor Constance on the high platform and made a princess-like courtesy.

In the green starry sky above her, the constellation Aquarius grew brighter.

Professor Constance nodded, but Margaret should not be able to see it.

After the dust settled on Beauxbaton's warrior candidates, the students around had different reactions. Some felt that it should be so, some were not convinced, and some were still dreaming. However, the Goblet of Fire did not leave them any time to dream. Quick, the second meteor accelerated its fall.

This Durmstrang meteor is much more straightforward. It didn't go around too much, but quickly hit Durmstrang's long table. This time everyone learned to close their eyes in advance and was not caught. The bright light blinded him.

"Durmstrang—" Dumbledore took the time to say while everyone closed their eyes.

A golden two-headed bird uttered a unique cry when hunting, and hovered over the long table holding a blood-red sheep skull in its claws. This sheep skull that seemed to be bleeding could hardly fail to remind people of myths and legends demon in.

After turning around, the two-headed bird fixed its eyes on a relatively inconspicuous one among the many small flat heads. It let out a strange "quack" cry, let go of its claws, and the blood-red sheep's head fell directly to the small flat head. on the plate.

Xiaopingtou stood up, raised his right hand and put his palms together in front of his chest, and bowed to the four directions of east, west, north and south respectively. The angle and strength of each bow were exactly the same. Finally, he turned to the high platform and stood at attention with his knees. A pair of big-toed leather shoes The collision made a loud "bang".

He still maintained his right hand touching his chest, looking at his principal with his chin raised.

Professor Sigmund nodded and introduced:

"Ludwig Kant!"

Durmstrang's students seemed as convinced as they were unconvinced. Ludwig stood where he was, letting the bloody sheep's head float above his head, while the returning golden two-headed bird turned into a grass green The beam of light shrouded him in it.

"Papa-papa--" The applause was relatively less enthusiastic this time, but Ludwig didn't care, and closed his eyes to enjoy his moment.

The constellation corresponding to the lighting this time is Ursa Major.

Finally, the last undetermined meteor crashed into the center of the auditorium. After a burst of bright light, the creatures that appeared surprised almost everyone, including Nelson.

"Hogwarts—" Dumbledore yelled, despite his confusion.

He originally thought that the creatures related to Hogwarts were nothing more than eagles, lions, snakes and badgers, but he didn't expect that after the strong light, what appeared above everyone was a dragon breathing out flames.

This dragon is completely different from any known giant dragon. Its overly long wings are covered with scars, and it looks like it just came back from the battlefield. Its metallic gold and silver scales and slender The streamlined body does not belong to any known species.

"Don't disturb the sleeping dragon."

Tom looked at the dragon above his head, murmured softly and closed his eyes.

As if hearing the call of this sentence, the dragon really turned around on the Ravenclaw long table, and flew over the excited Gryffindor to the green Slytherin.

Tom didn't see this scene. He closed his eyes early and didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or fear or because he was sure of winning.

Until the scorching breath of the giant dragon rushed towards his face, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Beside him, Nelson stared at the giant dragon coming from the pavement, with a hint of confusion on his expression.

This dragon is really too big, even if it raises its claws, it will point to two people, so what is its choice?

The Dragon Constellation flickering above his head seemed to be more confused than him.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle!"

Dumbledore's shouts echoed throughout the Great Hall.