My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

　　 "Which elder sister?" Nelson followed Tom's gaze. At the edge of the forest, Miranda Gorschak, the former chairwoman of the Hogwarts Student Union, was walking around in circles with a booklet.

　　 She was wearing a gray wizard robe without any decoration or embellishment. The yellowed cuffs had rough edges, and she looked very depressed.

　　 But even if she wore old clothes, she did not lose her grace in the slightest. She wore a pair of simple round eyes and simply tied her long black hair with a high ponytail, revealing a white, slender neck, like a proud swan.

"Why does she look so...down?" Tom scratched his head, wondering if she should be close. They and Miranda didn't know each other very well. They only got along for one school year and hadn't seen each other much, but wanted to come to Hogwar. How could the chairperson of the student union not get into this field, "Did she go to be an Auror after graduation? Is she performing some classified task?"

　　 "Let's go say hello." Nelson threw behind the verdict echoing in the air, and walked towards Miranda.

"Senior sister, how are you? Are you here to observe the trial?" Nelson approached Miranda and spoke three meters away from her. He peeked at the pamphlet in Miranda's hand. The title of the book was "Gu Ling "Guide Lending Instructions".

"Oh... yes, hello!" Miranda turned around, her eyes erratic, and hurriedly hid the booklet in her pocket. Then she raised her head and looked at the two familiar faces in front of her. She remembered to stand. The blond boy in front is an impressive new student, "You are?...Nelson Williams and Tom Riddle?"

　　 Looking at Miranda, who could hardly see the appearance of an excellent Hogwarts student in front of her eyes, and thinking about the loan manual she was holding, Nelson knew that she was definitely in an unspeakable financial crisis.

"Yes, senior sister, I happened to meet you here." Tom gave a standard wizard ceremony. Miranda is the best young wizard he has ever seen. It deserves such etiquette, but he doesn't open the pot. Which pot, happily asked, "Where can you go after graduation?"

　　 "Ah..." Miranda's eyes began to drift again, "I haven't found a job yet, how about you? Have you learned new knowledge at Hogwarts?"

　　 "Yes, we have a few more courses this year." Tom replied, glaring at Nelson again, "As for him, he has dropped out of school."

"This is not a good choice." Miranda's spirit of wandering beyond the sky is back. She has sorted out her emotions. Now she looks like Professor Sykes who is searching for Alphad's workbook, righteously saying, "Equality The opportunity to receive education is extremely precious."

　　 "I understand." Nelson nodded and said yes, "I haven't given up on studying now. I am also studying the content of my own courses when I go out. Although no one taught me to take some detours, a lot of knowledge can still be understood."

　　 "You can do it now, but you won't do it in the future." Miranda frowned, took out a booklet from her arms, and handed it to Nelson, "This is the spell lesson I wrote..."

Suddenly, she buckled the booklet on Nelson's hand, clasped the back of his hand with her nails, and stretched out her hand to firmly grasp Tom's arm. Nelson was so painful that she was about to shout, a surge of oppression that shielded the five senses... Shift shape.

When Nelson came out of his suffocation, he found himself standing on the edge of the cliff where he had drilled out of the fireplace. He held Tom, who was holding his stomach and gagging, and patted his back, and saw a glowing silver-white eagle looking at him. Standing on the branch next to them and looking at him, he noticed that Nelson was slowing down. The eagle nodded and opened his sharp beak. Miranda's voice sounded: "You should find a safe place to hide, preferably from the flyway. Net left directly."

Nelson couldn't figure it out. When he was confused, there was a thunder explosion in his ears. He turned to look at the Colosseum-like building and found that the forest to the east of the building was already ablaze. The fire, it seems that the explosion just happened, but Miranda ran in time, they didn't have time to find the abnormality, and the explosion sounded now.

"I'm going to rescue the wounded. If you have anything, you can write to me." The silver-white eagle took a deep look at Nelson, and continued with what was just interrupted. "This is a curse textbook I wrote myself. , If you believe me, you can practice on your own, and be careful not to copy or transcribe this book."

After 　　 finished, it exploded with a "bang", and the crystal clear silver-white glow enveloped the entire tree.

　　 "What happened? Is this Apparition?" Tom clutched his stomach and stood up. "Seriously, I really feel sick this time."

"I don't know, there seems to be a fight over there." Nelson found a protruding boulder on the edge of the cliff, stepped on it, and looked at the direction of the Colosseum. Now not just to the east, but the forest on all sides of the building is ignited to the sky. The flames scorched its white exterior wall, and soon, it had become charcoal black.

　　 "Hiss..." Tom climbed up and put his hand between his brows to block the sun. "What's wrong, has Grindelwald really come to kill Dumbledore?"

"It doesn't look like." Nelson frowned. The audience seemed to be divided into two sides around the building, and they were playing travel notes around it. Various powerful spells bombarded each other, and light beams of various colors in the sky flew around. The kilometer of forest was quickly razed to the ground, "There are only a dozen people from Newmontgard, so I'm still here to watch the excitement."

　　 "Do you really think of yourself as someone from Grindelwald?" Tom curled his lips in disdain, "How could such a powerful dark wizard tell you his plan."

　　 "It's not impossible." Nelson groaned. He felt a little hot on his waist. He reached out from his pocket and took out the pendant Zweig gave him. At this moment, it was emitting a faint red light.

"Huh? Why are you here?" Zweig suddenly appeared next to Nelson, dragging a large group of people, and Barry sat down on the ground without hesitation, yelling, "Dumbledore is so insidious that he sent someone to him. Fortunately, there is no one from Newmondgard, otherwise the whole army will be wiped out this time!"

"Give it to me." Zweig dropped the wizard at hand, let them rest on the spot, walked quickly to Nelson, stretched out his hand, Nelson handed him the pendant, he wiped it carefully, and then put it again. Hanging on his neck, he explained, "It can locate the position of the holder and guide the apparition. It is a life-saving thing."

　　 Barry is still sitting on the ground screaming, feeling lucky for the rest of his life.

　　 "The question is, if it's not yours..." Nelson walked over to him and squatted down, looking at the Colosseum with bright lights and explosions with a bewildered face, and asked, "Then who is fighting there?"

　　 "It's not ours anyway." The old wizard Andre also squatted next to him, smiling while holding the turf, "It seems that some people don't want Dumbledore to live, it's interesting, it's so interesting!"

　　 "Why is there an interesting method?"

"The world says that we are afraid of Dumbledore's power, so that we dare not get involved in Britain." He laughed "Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie. So, but Dumbledore is indeed the hardest bone to chew in the future, but now, wizards other than us want to help us get rid of their protector, which is really interesting."

　　 "Could it be that Grindelwald sent someone, but you don't know?" Nelson threw out Tom's previous assumptions.

　　 "Other times, it's possible, we won't guess Master Grindelwald's strategy." Andre shook his head firmly.

　　 "Why?" Nelson asked, "Do they have any more important task than the elimination of one of the most difficult enemies?"

"This..." Andre turned his head to look at Zweig who was standing behind him. He watched the battle in the distance while listening to the conversation between the two, and found that Andre was watching him, and he lightly nodded. nod.

　　 "This sir." Andre moved his **** to get close to Tom, "I understand that you are a friend of Mr. Wiltening, but then we may talk about some secrets, if you don't want to..."

　　 "Okay~www.NovelMTL.com~Close your ears and listen." Before he finished speaking, Tom took his wand and pointed it at his feet, then held his leg to continue watching the battle.

　　 "Good spell!" Andre clapped his hands and praised, fearing that Tom would not hear him, and shaking his thumb in front of him, then turned to Nelson and said, "I thought you had discovered it long ago?"

　　 "What did you find? Did you assassinate Dumbledore on September 16th?"

　　 "It's ‘us’," Andre corrected with a smile, "If you don’t know that you can still use that kind of deformation, then you will be even more powerful."

　　 "What deformation?" Nelson tilted his head and stared at Andre's scarred face, and suddenly remembered, "Is it the fog on the cruise ship? You said that it is polymorphism. Do you know what it is?"

"That's Lost in the Mist, Mr. Wiltening, what an enviable talent." Andre smacked his lips. "Neumontgard is actually a prison, a prison maintained by the spirit of wizards throughout the city. It prevents the mist from escaping from the edge of the illusion. This is why the daily working hours of Newmontgard are only seven hours. The wizards here need more time to rest, and use it every new moon. The magic power maintains the blockade."

　　 Nelson was surprised, no wonder he was much better after he came out. Newmontgard always couldn't lift his energy during those few days. He even thought that Grindelwald had poisoned him.

　　 "Prison? What is it?" Nelson continued to ask, "What is the fog? What is the illusion?"

"Do you really know nothing?" Seeing that Nelson's confusion did not seem to be a fake, the envy on Andre's face became even greater. He lowered his head and showed a terrifying expression with evil interest, "I don't know you Have you ever heard of the most evil dark wizard ever, the despicable Helbo."