My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Today is a good day."

At the beginning of the dinner, Dumbledore sat in the center of the staff table and said something that everyone could understand.

There were empty plates in front of the students, and they looked at the principal earnestly, looking forward to his next speech.

He clapped his hands, and the flags and badges hanging above his head were temporarily put away, and the outside scenery appeared on the dome—the cloudless sky was evenly painted in orange-red, which looked warm, and the river valley in the distance Behind the high mountains in the west, the big and red sun is slowly hiding itself, and everything in the auditorium is covered with a gentle orange-red color, whether it is the silver tableware that looks like gold, or the red face Teachers and students, even the face of the portrait of Slytherin that no one paid attention to in the corner showed a red glow that could not be restored by paint.

"Ahem, today's sunshine is exceptionally good. It's been a long time since I've encountered such a weather without a little fog or a cloud." Dumbledore tapped the glass in front of him with the handle of his spoon, attracting everyone's attention. Gaze, "The Hogwarts kids are beyond reproach when it comes to hard work, but I figured maybe you could go outside for a walk around the Black Lake or even sneak a peek into the Forbidden Forest in your spare time." no--"

"Ahem!" Mag coughed forcefully twice.

"Of course, this is against the school rules, we need to try our best to visit in a safe place," Dumbledore changed the subject, "The school days immersed in books are fulfilling, but when you walk out of Hogwarts after many years, In retrospect, I'm afraid I'd curse, 'Oh, that Dumbledore was as harsh as the cell boss, he wouldn't even let us go for a walk with the other students' or something."

There were knowing smiles on the faces of the students in the auditorium.

"I don't want to be responsible for you not being able to find someone you like in the future. Of course, this sentence is only for senior students." Dumbledore blinked, ignoring Magna's rapid coughing, "The more When we are tense, the more we need to relax, think about it, if I didn’t tell you, who would notice the clean sunset?”

The students of the Fourth Academy raised their heads one after another, looking at the gradually darker red dome above, intoxicated by this ordinary but imperceptible scene, and even ignored what Dumbledore said next.

"The application for introducing a variety of magical animals to the Magical Beasts Study Class has finally been approved by the International Affairs Department."

The director of the International Affairs Department is Mr. Borroux Black, who has just taken office but has never spent a full day in the office except the first day.

"The experience of previous students at Hogwarts tells us that, as an indispensable and huge part of the wizarding world, all kinds of magical animals will inevitably have something to do with you who left school. In the future, in the study of magical animals , practice will replace books and become the largest proportion of teaching content, and some magical animals that are not commonly seen in the UK will also be added. To make the Forbidden Forest more dangerous, those students who want to challenge the school rules, please do what you can, and be careful when you are in class, protect yourself, and of course, protect those rare magical animals."

This passage did not get any strong response. After all, there are not many people who choose this course. What's more, as Dumbledore said, those unchanging Tebo warthogs have already made the students lose their understanding of this course. They never imagined that in the future, Hogwarts students could even personally help the professor breed a magical animal that does not exist in nature.

"In addition, the Ministry of Magic has paid more and more attention to Hogwarts graduates in recent years. Starting from this semester, the school will increase relevant career consultation, and it will be easier for students to obtain internship opportunities at the Ministry of Magic," said Dumbledore. Lido paused, seeing many students turn their eyes from the setting sun to him, and continued, "The Ministry of Magic will also announce the grade requirements of their different departments for everyone. Interested students can pay attention to the door of Professor McGonagall's office. bulletin board, and she regularly answers your career development questions."

The strategy of the Ministry of Magic is undoubtedly successful. Many students from poor backgrounds or poor family backgrounds but with good grades are rekindling their hopes. Many people yearn to get a job in the Ministry of Magic, but for many years, they will only ask for a job in the Ministry of Magic. Excellent graduates like Gary or Miranda Gosack offered an olive branch. Even Flitwick had to go to work at Gringotts for various reasons. In fact, the Ministry of Magic also lacked people, but poor communication led Neither side has been able to get a result that satisfies most people for many years.

With Nelson's "hitchhiking", this perennially blocked road was reopened.

"Are they so efficient?" Tom whispered. "It's eye-opening."

"It should have been prepared for a long time," Nelson shook his head. "Mr. Black mentioned this before, but you don't care too much."

"I have no money and nothing to do. I don't want to sit in the office every day and think about my past."

"One last thing," said Dumbledore, smiling, "so that it won't take away your appetite, I'll tell you after dinner is over."

"Well," shrugged Tom, "it's very appetizing, much less appetizing."

"Today I was lucky enough to taste something good," Dumbledore clapped his hands, shouted "Carrot Cake" to the plate in front of him, and said with a smile, "I recommend everyone to try it, although the taste may not be as good as what I have tasted. That piece is amazing, but it will definitely satisfy you, let’s start!”

On the long Hufflepuff table, Adele sat silently in the corner, holding the cake paper covered with dusty cream, Nelson watched the situation there, and the Hufflepuff classmates showed The unity and kindness that the little badgers are proud of, the students sitting next to Adele took out different types of snacks from their pockets as if by magic, put them in front of the girl with a smile, and quickly piled up A delicious hill, Nelson even saw a delicate china bowl containing what looked like rice noodles, God knows how he got his hands on it.

At this time, the Hufflepuff students seem to have the same huge pockets as Nelson. As long as the students who have experienced the cake just landed, all of them can feel the strong friendliness in it, and no one will be sorry This kind of simple concern is moving.

"It's really strange." Tom watched the scene silently, holding a knife and fork. He lowered his head and sighed, "We used to share food like this when we were in the Westside Orphanage, but the food we could share back then Also limited."

"That's why it's even more memorable, Martha told me, those brats are talking about Brother Tom's chocolate and their Brother Tom all day long."

Sitting next to Adele was the Hufflepuff prefect, she was a pale-skinned, usually very stylish girl, but at this moment she was pinching her plump cheeks and making a gesture far beyond carbon-based. Seeing this spectacle, the gloomy Adele finally smiled, and Dumbledore, who was far away on the stage, also smiled heartily when he saw this scene.

"Don't say it." Tom is a shameless person, but this thoughtless decision when he was young made Nelson catch a fatal handle. Tom didn't regret giving some good things to his former companions in the orphanage. The only thing he regrets is asking Nelson to do it for him. He lowered his voice and threatened, "Be careful that I put snakes in your quilt tonight."

"What are you talking about?" Alphard on the side had noticed these two sneaky people for a long time, and couldn't help asking curiously, "Are you having any fun?"

"We're talking about Brother Tom—"

"puff!"

It was too late, and it was too late, Tom pressed Nelson's face on the plate in front of him before he could order, and explained to Alphard with a smile: "We are talking about identification, because Nelson's Uncle and aunt adopted me, and my birthday happens to be one day earlier than his, do you understand?"

"Oh, I know," Alphard nodded, glanced at Walburga, and whispered to Tom over Nelson's head on the plate, "Actually, I have this dispute with my sister, you know why she Is it my sister?"

Tom was overwhelmed by Alphard's question, and he didn't understand it. This is obviously an obvious thing. Is this a profound ethical question? He shook his head blankly, looking forward to Alphard's speech.

"Obviously, I was born earlier than her, but you know, my sister always likes to fight over this and that, so we decided to use a duel to determine our status in the family," Alphard clenched his fists and raised his hand. She said in a high voice, very angrily, "In order to win, she resorted to despicable tricks, she called our father, and then he beat me indiscriminately, out of doting on his little daughter, he let Walburga became my sister."

"I thought you would say something normal people can understand..." Tom took a deep breath, his expression at the moment was as if something dirty had been stuck on his fork, obviously defeated by Alphard's shocking speech He looked behind Alphard and said softly, "Walburga, be gentle, this is a public place."

Alphard turned his head stiffly, but halfway through the movement, his sister had already grabbed his hair and pulled it back forcefully. Walburga showed an apologetic expression and said softly, "Actually, relatives have been persuading Dad to To have another son, alas..."

"Did you really duel?"

Nelson raised his head and rubbed his eyes, as if he fell asleep in the few tens of seconds just now, but even when he just woke up, he didn't forget to fan the flames.

"Yes," Walburga nodded ashamedly, "if I had worked a little harder, I could have been able to have a healthy boy in our family before Dad arrived..."

Alphard was shrouded in the shadow of his sister, and dared not say a word. He was dragged back bit by bit. It could be seen that Walburga was really trying hard, and his face was even deformed by his hair.

Walburga forced a gentle smile at Tom, and whispered, "You know, I've always been a gentle person, it's just..."

Tom nodded, looked at Alphard who wasted his precious time with pity, and said softly, "I understand."

"Ah." Nelson yawned big.

"Have you not slept for a long time? Why do you look so listless?" Tom asked with concern, as if he wasn't the one who just pushed Nelson onto the plate.

"You don't know what I've been through the past few days." Nelson whispered, "I teach people how to hunt during the day, and teach the old man how to snow at night, and when I go to the toilet, I also teach wizards how to launch rockets. You know what I can only do. Time to sleep? Fishing time! I even have to teach others how to cook after fishing!"

"Thank you..." Tom patted Nelson on the shoulder, lowered his head and squeezed out a sound through his teeth.

"Alas," Nelson squinted his eyes and sighed on the back of the chair. Thinking of Jokunda's parting appearance, he only felt his scalp numb. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Tom beside him, "You what are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm telling the snakes under the floor to tell you the ones under the bed to leave," said Tom, looking up, "to give you a good night's sleep."

"No, you really let the snake go?"

"Otherwise? I always keep my word."

At this time, the Hufflepuff prefect returned to her usual dignified and demure expression, with one arm around Adele's shoulder, and the other hand was demonstrating the Levitation Charm for her. The details of the gesture, it’s just that it’s even more ridiculous when it’s combined with the teaching aid that serves as a magic wand in her hand-it’s a stick that I don’t know where to find, the skin is burnt and cracked, the oil is shiny, and it’s strung together with a wooden stick sausages.

Adele's smile became brighter, and Nelson looked away in relief, and ordered a carrot cake that was exactly the same as Dumbledore's.

"I think it tastes good." Tom had eaten half of it calmly, and said vaguely, "When did you buy that piece, why don't I know?"

"I baked it now, and now it seems that the effect of the fierce fire oven is really good."

"Well... well," Tom shrugged, "give me one anytime."

The dinner came to an end in a joyful atmosphere. On the long Hufflepuff table, the small snacks that were piled up in front of Adele had been distributed to everyone, and every little badger got delicious food from classmates , This has long been a repertoire on this long table, and even because there are too many snacks, they also distributed it to the students of the other three houses.

Nelson, who was buried in his meal, felt something pulling the lock of hair on the top of his head. He raised his head, and there was a can with Hindi written in front of his eyes. He looked at the long table of Hufflepuff. It was full of snacks shared by the little badgers, and Adele was holding the crooked wand, blushing, and waving at Nelson, who had sent this can with the Levitation Charm.

Nelson gave her a thumbs up, the girl smiled happily, and the whole auditorium became brighter. Beside Adele, the stylish female prefect of Hufflepuff put away the bag she secretly carried behind her. Wand, nodded and smiled at Nelson, who caught the can.

"One last thing," Dumbledore's voice sounded amid the laughter, "The dueling club founded by Professor Flitwick has begun to take shape, and Alastor Moody from Gryffindor is even in the International Youth Good results in the wizard duel competition."

"After discussions among the professors, we have decided that from this semester onwards, more practical content will be added to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class," said Dumbledore loudly. "We hope that every student who graduates from Hogwarts will , can have the ability to protect themselves under the hands of the dark wizard, and be fully prepared to meet possible changes in the world."

There was a moment of silence in the auditorium, and then an astonishing cheer broke out. The student, Professor Kumeres, has been around for a long time, just like no magic wand is born to sweep the floor, and no wizard can resist the charm of the battle spell. As for The "change" in Dumbledore's mouth was casually forgotten by everyone.