My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Oh, poor child," Mrs. Cole understood everything after only one glance at the blind boy. She winked at Little Jack, bent down, rubbed the blind boy's hair vigorously, and said softly , "You can play here for a while, child, there is a sister over there, if you are thirsty or hungry, tell her, I have something to tell the uncle who brought you here."

The blind boy nodded obediently, clutching the picture in his hand tightly, and curled up on the sofa.

"What's your name?" After the two of them left the office, the girl sitting behind a small table raised her head and looked at the restrained boy curiously. After thinking for a while, she picked up a rabbit doll from the back of the chair, Walked over to the boy.

But the girl seemed a little clumsy, bumping into many things along the way, and the blind child listened to the noise coming from his ears and covered his ears.

...

"I have to trouble you again, ma'am."

Mrs. Cole gently closed the door behind her, and Jack came up to her. He had known Mrs. Cole very well since he settled down in London. He scratched his neck and said with a blushing face, "I still have some Post-war awards—"

"Okay, kid, you just got married and you still have a lot of things to do at home, don't give us your savings anymore." Mrs. Cole interrupted him, "Seriously, you have done a lot for these children Now, although the government is tight, there is no food and drink for the orphanage, and there are many kind people to help, we don't need donations anymore."

"Winter is coming soon, so we must add some new clothes to the children," Little Jack argued. "During the wars in those years, we captured many German boy scouts. In the winter, we had to carry bicycles without clothes. I don’t want to see the children of the motherland be reduced to the same fate as those children persecuted by war madmen.”

"Enough, boy, the Westside Orphanage has come out with a lot of proud good children, here they are my children, but after leaving, they become the parents of younger brothers and sisters, they will not be cold and hungry Yes," Mrs. Cole narrowed her eyes, as if she was recalling the children brought up by her, and said with a smile, "I inherited this orphanage to give those homeless children a home, but The cost of this will not and must not be to suck the blood of a young family."

"Okay." Jack nodded, looked at the lady who had changed from black hair to silver hair in just two years, and bowed deeply, "Then this child... will trouble you , He was abandoned in my jurisdiction, logically, I should send him to a public orphanage, but after thinking about it, it is better to send him to you."

"I'm very happy if you think so." Mrs. Cole, who was recognized, smiled even happier.

"But there is a troublesome thing, ma'am," Jack scratched his head, and said, "I don't think any family is willing to adopt him, judging from my years of experience in the battlefield."

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Cole shrugged and said indifferently, "These are children abandoned by their families, oh, of course, not all of them, I didn't raise them to let them grow up again." By pleasing others to sneak into a family that doesn't belong to them, and even living cautiously and flatteringly for the possibility of being abandoned again, I will raise them into people who can stand on their own and live."

Listening to Mrs. Cole's plain but powerful speech, Jack pursed his lips. He thought of those people in his short life who were used to standing in front of people with their backs straight. The stone-like eye sockets of the young soldier were even a little moist. , He lowered his head and said, "No wonder you can cultivate a person like Mr. Williams."

The man standing on the big screen with his back to the camera appeared in front of his eyes,

"To be honest, I really don't know what Nelson did," Mrs. Cole said angrily, "Is he rich? During this period, people who claim to be his friends often come to me to donate money and goods , There are even some who come from the United States, God, this army is in chaos, and they have to take a ferry across the Pacific Ocean!"

"It's the Atlantic, ma'am."

"Oh, is it so?"

"You will know that there are people who have been favored by Mr. Williams on every road that Mr. Williams has traveled. Although he himself doesn't care or even wants to reveal his identity, those who are caring can always try their best to send thanks. "Little Jack said with a smile, "I once encountered a whole German fleet at sea, and was intercepted by Polish servant ships while escaping, but the German fleet let us go, and even sunk them for this reason. The ship of the servant army, this matter was told to me by my comrades in arms a few months ago."

"The German fleet?" Mrs. Cole's head was full of question marks.

"I met him again later, but he didn't mention it at all," Jack said respectfully, with his hands in a prayer posture popular in the British Navy, "I don't know if you have read The Times recently ?”

"A wizard, right? I know, Nelson must be a wizard!" Mrs. Cole recalled, "Because I remember the headmaster in the report, he was the one who took Nelson and Tom away. I didn't know what happened at the time, I vaguely agreed to him."

"Maybe it's magic?" Jack narrowed his eyes. Even recently, the experience of watching movies at the Expo in Paris would invade his dreams from time to time, those wizards who did whatever they wanted, the support in front of them, and the bird that fell from the sky , the giant bird that tore through the Iron Curtain, and the fragmented plots in the movie came to his mind, "As far as I know, Mr. Williams sneaked into Krakow under a pseudonym. One of the directors of the Xin concentration camp."

"Auschwitz!" Mrs. Cole's mouth opened into an "O" shape. The reputation of Auschwitz concentration camp spread rapidly after the war. "How dare he go to such a dangerous place?!"

"You know, I used to be a soldier, so I know more about that place. Although Auschwitz is known as the most terrifying magic cave on the European continent, in fact, its real casualty rate is far lower than we expected It’s so high,” Jack said in a low voice, “When they all realize who saved them, you and this Westside Orphanage will get more feedback from all over the world. This is all your good deeds accumulated over the years A well-deserved gift."

Just as they were talking, Mr. Barton, the porter, shouted from the yard, interrupting their conversation.

"Anyone?! Anyone speak French?!"

Mrs. Cole took Little Jack to the bedside in the corridor and looked towards the courtyard door. A dusty, heavy-looking carriage was parked in the mud at the entrance of the orphanage, leaving two deep ruts. , three tall and well-dressed men were communicating with Mr. Button with difficulty.

The children playing in the yard ran to the iron gate one after another, watching carefully the strange group of uninvited guests through the fence.

"Let me see," Jack instinctively stared at the goods on the carriage, which were tightly wrapped in oilcloth, but soon laughed at his professional paranoia. In the corner of the carriage, he saw a road protruding, He was teasing the sleeves of the cotton coat on the mud floor a few centimeters away, "Isn't this coming? I can speak a few words of French, let me translate for you."

"Excuse me." Mrs. Cole opened the door of the office, said a few words to the assistant inside, closed the door, and walked downstairs with Jack.

...

"What's your name?" The girl in the office was still persevering in coaxing the invisible boy with a rabbit doll. Although the blind boy didn't respond, the girl's patience still didn't fade.

"Is this Nelson Wertning Williams really the one who came out from here?" The blind boy raised the chocolate frog card in his hand and asked Mrs. Cole's assistant. Jack and Mrs. Cole didn't know , visually impaired children often have a sharper sense of hearing than ordinary people, the reason why Jack fell into the sofa in the dodge of the blind children is because of this, even if they closed the door and the space for talking was transferred to the corridor, Blind children can still easily hear their conversations.

In just a few days in London, he experienced being abandoned, ridiculed, and bullied. He only got warmth from Jack and the family of three. He was still able to picture a simple image of Nelson in his mind.

Is there really such a good person in this world? Wouldn't a good person feel chilled in such a world, and even become a bad person? He was skeptical.

"Ah, I'm sorry," the girl heard the blind boy's words, and approached in surprise, but there was nothing on the picture in the blind boy's hand. Nelson in the picture had gone to visit somewhere. She rubbed her eyes and was surprised to find that, A blond man is smiling warmly at her in the picture, "I was blinded just now... I've heard of this Mr. Williams, but I haven't been here when he was here, wait a minute."

After that, she turned and ran to the filing cabinet behind Mrs. Cole's desk, and rummaged through it.

The blind boy put the picture in his hand back into his palm, and touched his pocket with one hand. There was another chocolate frog given to him by the little fat boy before.

"Let me look... Is it in N? Or in W? Is it sorted by first name or last name... Oh, by time, it's okay." Mrs. Cole's assistant crouched in front of the cabinet, scratching her head, There was a rattling sound, her inefficiency made her miss the rare smile of a blind child. He remembered that when he was at home, he didn't know how to live for the invisible, and he did the same. Things in the house crashed into a mess.

"Oh, it's my birthday... He should be about the same age as me, let me see 1926..." The little assistant took out a copy from a pile of files, flipped through it, and muttered, "I saw it all. In the end, there is no him... Tsk, but this Tom Marvolo Riddle is so handsome, I don't know what he looks like now, I hope he won't be disabled, I don't know if he has a fiancée..."

The blind boy pricked up his ears keenly. He remembered that the name should be mentioned in this picture.

"Let me see 1927!" the girl pulled out a new book vigorously, and as soon as she opened it, she exclaimed in surprise, "On the first page! Nelson Wertning Williams! He and Li Del is just one day away, and this one is also handsome, it's hard to choose."

She happily stood up holding the cabinet door, turned around, and was about to report the result to the blind child, but saw a scene that she would never forget in her life——

"ah!!!"

She screamed, and saw that the blind child's pockets were bulging as if they were going to burst, and brown, to be precise, chocolate-colored frogs were struggling to squeeze out of the pockets, jumping onto the sofa, On the table and on the floor, they seem endless, and quickly occupied the office that is not that big.

The girl was a little nervous, and when a chocolate frog jumped from the table into her mouth, she didn't think of hell, but that the chocolate-flavoured frog was delicious.

...

"What's going on over there?"

At the entrance of the orphanage, the three strange guests raised their heads in unison with Mrs. Cole and Little Jack, and looked at the screaming office. Their conversation was at a deadlock for a while, because Little Jack, who claimed to "know a few words of French", really Can only speak a few words in French, including but not limited to the words "Hand up your guns and don't kill", "Hold your head and squat down", "We are the Allies".

"I don't know." Little Jack narrowed his eyes and looked towards the window. He vaguely seemed to see a frog coming out of the window and falling to the ground.

...

"Ah Choo!"

Nelson's big sneeze echoed in the quiet library, attracting most people's attention. He rubbed his nose, curled up his neck and said, "Who is scolding me?"

"Catch a cold, the season is changing recently." Tom raised his eyelids and pushed over a crystal bottle, "This thing has cured no less than ten people, it's just a little spicy, bear with it."

The library is full of people, a group of students with zombie faces and gaunt faces, worrying about their midterm exams, and even the upcoming Christmas vacation is not so sweet.

"Joke, what is spicy? I haven't eaten it? Have you ever been to Mexico? Although I haven't been there, I have eaten Mexican chili!" Nelson picked up the crystal bottle, unscrewed the cap, and drank it generously.

"Just—" Looking at the empty bottle Nelson put back on the table, Tom swallowed the last part of the sentence.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Tom picked up the bottle, closed the book, put away the schoolbag as quickly as possible, and left in a smooth manner. Before leaving, he said sympathetically, "Remember to follow the doctor's advice before taking medicine in the next life."

"What are you doing?" Before Nelson could finish his sentence, a scorching hot feeling rushed from his stomach all the way to his mouth. It didn't stop at his mouth and rushed straight to the top of his head. He felt as if he had eaten a dragon , all the seven orifices are breathing fire.

"Cough cough cough cough cough!"

Now it's hard for people in the library not to look at him.