My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"I didn't bother you seeing that you were engrossed." Professor Rahman smiled and handed Nelson a cup of hot tea, and sat up on the edge of the desk. "I asked two of your classmates to help me. Got something, Professor Dumbledore and some of my friends helped me get some first-hand information."

"Professor, where are the other students? Didn't they come?"

"They won't come. The book has been finalized, and everyone has achieved satisfactory results."

"But isn't Tom going to get the information?"

"This is another matter. I want to chat with you and talk about your feelings. After all, such a book is a big project."

Professor Rahman poured himself another cup of tea, stretched his waist, his joints made a "click" sound, twisted his neck, and said comfortably, "I have already found someone to proofread and typesetting for us." People, it’s really hard to imagine that we can finish such a book with rich content in one semester’s spare time.”

"Thanks to everyone's help." Nelson remembered that when the classroom was full of people, he could hardly get a foothold. "You can give me an O, which is the biggest reward."

"There will be." Professor Rahman waved his hand with a smile, "You can even get a lot of remuneration. As the second author, you should be the youngest wizard who became the author of this kind of textbook, right? "Transformation Today The youngest Mr.

Looking at Professor Rahman's teasing expression, Nelson knew that there was a reason for him to post the report in the most prominent position.

"I'm afraid not, Professor," Nelson said. "There is a senior in Slytherin named Miranda Gosack who wrote a great textbook."

"Standard Spells?" Professor Rahman raised his eyebrows. "She really wrote it herself? Tsk...but ours is not bad."

"You will go down in history, Professor."

"In fact, although we may enjoy the glory of writing books, the responsibilities and pressures on our shoulders are also heavy enough. This semester, I have missed many good opportunities to make a fortune," Professor Rahman waved his magic wand , moved a chair for Nelson, and was sitting opposite him. He nodded and said, "Although we are hidden in the Hogwarts castle, and we don't leave the door, the world treats us The attention is no less than that of standing in the spotlight. Wizards urgently need an opportunity to understand Muggles, and if Muggles are allowed to write it themselves, everyone will inevitably worry that there will be more whitewashing and tendencies in the final product, so this This thing must be done by us, and I believe that Muggles must be doing similar things, and they must not want wizards to write this book."

Professor Rahman changed into a more comfortable posture, put down his wand, and as if suddenly remembered something, grabbed the notebook beside him and began to draw on it.

"On Christmas Eve, I had a long chat with that reporter friend. He told me that he was tasked with collecting as much information about wizards as possible to eliminate panic among the masses. I'm not sure. Whether this task is his sincere expression after drinking or a line that has been arranged to impress me, but at least, his behavior is consistent with his own statement-everything that happened at Hogwarts , no matter how scary and dangerous, or how boring, he will always be like a hardworking bee, eager to go forward."

"I have investigated him, professor, and his motives are indeed impure."

"It can't be said that the motives are not pure. After all, it is normal behavior to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and ask about the price, whether it is new or not, and whether it is poisonous. We are just like a couple introduced by someone. It’s the same when a man and a woman go on a blind date for the first time. After all, it will take a lifetime. You must ask each other if they have any beliefs, hobbies, or chronic diseases. For Muggles and wizards, the time we will spend together in the future is comparable There is too much to grow in a lifetime." Professor Rahman rubbed his chin, showing nostalgia, "Take me as an example, you should know that my surname and first name, as well as my appearance, are not considered in the UK. It is common in the world, and it can even be said that it is out of tune with this land."

"Maybe your ancestors came from the east side of the Suez Canal?" Nelson asked. "In the stereotype of many British wizards, people there need to pray to the gods to use magic."

"It's the first time I've heard your term of positioning an area. Is it a bit too euphemistic?" Professor Rahman smiled, "It's even more extreme than what you said. When I was four years old, my family moved to Britain, at that time I realized that the differences between people may be greater than those between people and animals. Even a wizard like me who prays to God to use magic understands that it creates barriers and divisions among believers , it is a symbol of matching things with the Lord, but the fact is that my father couldn't find a job for a long time, and the family was very poor, so he could only rely on the ancestral property brought from his hometown to buy a house in Diagon Alley. For a castle with a garden, you can only send servants out to buy it every day.”

"Is it really tight..." Nelson waved his hand, expelling the castle with a garden from his mind, "I mean, do you really have to pray to God to use magic?"

"How is it possible, I'm joking," Professor Rahman spread his palms and smiled, "I was stupid when I was young, and it took me two full years to learn English. Only then did I know that my My father couldn't find a job, not because London was ostracizing him, but because Londoners didn't need an Arab to baptize them, and they didn't have the custom of circumcision."

"hiss……"

"I think you may have misunderstood me," said Professor Rahman, interrupting Nelson's thinking with a smile. It is very important for a group to understand each other, and it is precisely because of this that I was able to impress the former Professor Dippet, who was not very skilled in magic. I am a teacher who specializes in Muggles here. In fact, what I do Someone has already done it for me in the past few months, and the clippings you see are just the corner of London’s outstretched hands to wizards. The Ministry of Magic has recruited at least 100 more employees this year, including interns. , and send them down the streets of London to stay with the Muggles."

"That girl you saw in the paper, Myrtle Warren, she wrote to me asking some questions about Muggles, and even mentioned you, you know? A Muggle-born, The girl who had been staying in London until she was eleven years old felt at a loss when she went back this time outside the holidays. Just seven years was enough to separate her from her former ethnicity, not to mention the hundreds of years of secrecy What about the law? Nelson, I know you are a Muggle-born child, can you tell me how much a live chicken in London costs now?"

Nelson was stunned by his question. He always felt that Professor Rahman was making unreasonable words. After all, most Muggles in London might not know how much a live chicken costs. Just as he was about to refute, Professor Rahman continued, "She is a very popular Miss Wizard in London, and even has many admirers. I remember that she took my class before. At that time, she wanted to hide her head in the table hole."

"Haha, myrtle is like that."

"She has done a lot of things, assisting Aurors to set up magic protection in London's West End, treating citizens for injuries that Muggles can't do anything about, regularly going to school for some magic activities every week, and answering questions about popular science," Lahe said. Professor Mann opened one of the pages of the manuscript and showed it to Nelson, "These things can't be done with enthusiasm, and Muggles and the Ministry of Magic must work together to promote them. After compiling this book, I read it. The world, finding Britain almost uncharacteristically peaceful, has pulled together as if something like this had been contemplated a long time ago."

"Perhaps that's what everyone expects, Professor."

"I think so too." Professor Lahman blinked, took out half a ticket stub from his pocket and put it on the table, "This is a very popular movie in the Sixth District of Paris, maybe you will be interested."

Nelson looked down, and in the sky above Auschwitz, a silver falcon was flying high.

"I have been ordering a magazine called "The Quibbler". I used to read it all and put it at the bottom of the box. It wasn't until last week that I discovered that the content on the last page of it is constantly changing," Professor Rahman said. Looking at Nelson looking down at the ticket stub with searching eyes, he was silent for a moment, and then said, "I just found out that long before Grindelwald caused trouble in Paris, such a group of people had already been planning to pave the way for something more distant. The propaganda sent by the Ministry of Magic may only be regarded as a naive and clumsy imitation. I was pleasantly surprised to find that the communication between Muggles and wizards had been on such a scale a long time ago. Later, I saw an even more shocking news, this book The founder of the magazine actually lied to me for half a year."

"It's me." Being stared at by Professor Rahman, Nelson finally raised his head and admitted generously, "But I haven't cared about them for nearly a year."

"This just proves that they are on the right track. This is a wise decision. Nelson, such advanced innovations tend to collapse quickly after losing the banner bearer. But since they have not fallen apart, then it proves that you brought What they want is not an idea, but a direction... I am very happy, Nelson, you are willing to tell me about this," Professor Rahman blinked, "Although Professor Dumbledore told me last month , He also asked us to be careful, but I was shocked to hear the confession from you. I feel that I am a person who can’t keep up with the enthusiasm. When you are doing big things in Paris, as a teacher I actually listened to people singing songs all day in a bar on the streets of Paris, and when I ran out with a crepe, the sky changed."

"What did Professor Dumbledore tell us to be careful about?" After admitting, Nelson was no longer restrained, and asked straightforwardly, "Is he worried about me doing something again?"

"Oh, small matter, it has nothing to do with you, you know, these books will be read by all British wizards and even some Muggles in the future," Professor Rahman said, "Since you are the founder of "The Quibbler", Then you should understand that the power of words is sometimes much stronger than that of a magic wand, then the contents contained in this encyclopedia will become people's sought-after things that are more precious than gold. In the past few months, there have been countless They used various methods to contact me at Hogwarts, trying to add some insignificant content.”

"If you say that, you must have not promised them."

"Of course, after all, no one really dares to come to Hogwarts to kill me. As for Garen, I remember I mentioned it just now," Professor Rahman let out an "huh-huh" sound unique to Arabs, " I shouldn't be too short."

Nelson thought again of the castle with its gardens where he had lived in poverty.

"Can you tell me who it is?" Nelson asked seriously.

"Are you going to take revenge?" Professor Rahman waved his hand, "Their tricks have failed, forget it, I don't want to convey this kind of negative content to the students, not to mention, if you settle accounts one by one I'm afraid that the line of people waiting to be shot will go from here to Hogsmeade, and I have a special classroom for storing letters from these admirers."

"You really... don't have a leisurely time."

"Do you have any plans after graduation? Although I really want to persuade you to continue your academic career, you have the talent in this area, but I don't think you will be willing to nest in the pile of manuscript paper and ignore the outside world." Rahman The professor clapped his hands, "Professor Dumbledore told me that he wanted me to persuade you to calm down, but that was already at the beginning of this semester, and now I can see his expectations for you. You're going to be the one to turn this book into a real-world chapter, right?"

"Yes, Professor, I will."

"It's this kind of look, please keep it." Professor Rahman nodded seriously, put his hands on Nelson's shoulders in a strange posture, and muttered words, as if performing some kind of distant ceremony, "I and Professor Binns talked about it, your eyes have been immersed in history for too long, and the precipitation has been enough. It is time to look at the world. The information I asked Riddle and Black to get is my gift to you. It is from A summary of the changes in wizarding and Muggle relations in all countries and regions around the world from June last year to the present. I will look at you here, Nelson. When I revise this book next time, I want to leave you in the text, Leave the name of the era I live in, believe me, no one is willing to be a recorder, it’s not that I haven’t thought about carrying private goods, but it’s not in the book.”

"Boom boom boom!"

The classroom door rang.

"You can ask them directly, good night," Professor Rahman sent off the guest with a smile, "I wish you all good results in the NEWTs exam, this may be our last lesson at Hogwarts."