My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Nelson Williams!" Dumbledore shouted from the stage.

Nelson was still struggling between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. Under the guidance of Dumbledore, he walked up to the stage, sat on the four-corner stool, and put the tattered sorting hat on his head .

"La—" he was about to speak, but just as he uttered the first syllable, he heard the Sorting Hat had made its decision.

"Slytherin!"

A burst of applause erupted from the table at the side, which was the long table of Slytherin House. Around the table sat a group of students wearing wizard robes. The collars and cuffs of their wizard robes were dotted with green lace. Wearing a silver badge filled with green, the badge has the same style as the huge emblem suspended above their heads-a shield-shaped green emblem with a snake with its head up and its tail entangled.

Compared with the welcome of the other three colleges, they seem to be more reserved and tidy. Nelson looked a little dazed. He was walking towards the long table in Slytherin, but he was very confused in his heart. He always claimed to be a good person or a smart person, but he was assigned to such a room that had trained many notorious evil wizards. College, he couldn't help turning his head to see if the Sorting Hat was still there. He wanted to put on the Sorting Hat again and make his own choice... But when he turned his head, he saw Dumbledore leaving with the hat and the four-corner stool The banquet hall - he was the last student in the branch.

Nelson turned his head to look at the long table in front of him. His old friend Tom stood up and applauded him with a smile on his face. A large group of freshmen surrounded him. His new friend Alphard had already rushed forward to hug Nelson. Behind Tom stared hard at his brother's back. The senior students seated at the table saw their last student approaching the long table, and they also stood up neatly and applauded to welcome them. They were all smiling. Some of their faces might not be handsome enough, and some might not be sincere enough or even cunning. , but the welcome at this moment is sincere.

Feeling this friendship, Nelson expelled the thoughts in his mind and laughed at himself: "I still claim to be a morally successful person. Isn't the idea just now that I have put on colored glasses to look at others? What right do I have to look down on?" Where's Slytherin?" He smiled and hugged Alphard who came running, patted him on the back, walked towards Tom, and the two looked at each other and shook hands vigorously.

"Hello, Williams." A flat female voice cut in.

Nelson looked in the direction of the voice. It was a black-haired girl with a ponytail. She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. She had pale skin, deep eye sockets, thin and bloodless lips, and looked a little mean. Behind her were two Si Leitlin boys.

"Hello." He let go of Tom's hand and greeted him friendly.

"I am the Head Girls for this term." She took a badge from the boy behind her, "My name is Miranda Goshawk. This is your Slytherin badge, every Slytherin house All students have to pin it to their chest when they're wearing their school uniform." She handed the badge to Nelson.

Nelson took the badge and saw that Tom and the freshmen around him each had an identical badge nearby.

"Thanks."

"Oh, you're welcome." Miranda was turning to leave, but she turned her head again when she heard this, "I hope you enjoy your stay in Slytherin."

Then she turned around and went back to the head of the table, and sat down there, the chairs on the left and right were a little far away from him.

"She has a weird temper and is not easy to get close to. Everyone is a little afraid of her." Nelson just found an empty seat and sat down. Tom helped him occupy it early in the morning. There was still a warm pie in front of him. , he seemed very sure that his friend would come to a college with him, Tom handed him a glass of corn juice, and Walburga next to him began to gossip, "But she is indeed very good, her grades are the first, she was still Prefect, maybe I will be the Minister of Magic in the future."

"What did she do? Why are you afraid of her?" Tom asked Nelson disdainfully, clinking glasses with his own pumpkin juice.

"It's not really... I'm just afraid of her..." It seems that it's just because of a difficult personality? Nelson looked at Miranda in the distance and thought, as if she sensed that someone was looking at her. Miranda raised her head and looked in Nelson's direction. Their eyes met. Nelson toasted from a distance. She was stunned and continued to eat with her head down. Something, Nelson noticed that she had put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which made her eyes look less dark and her features softened.

"Squeak——" the door of the banquet hall opened, Dumbledore put down the sorting hat, and walked back. He walked to the staff's table and sat on an empty seat. Nelson looked at him and found that he was talking to the next The man with a bright and handsome face and a slightly bald head was talking. The man was looking at the Slytherin dining table while talking. The two eyes met. He nodded at Nelson and then scanned the dining table.

"Ding——" The old man in the middle of the dining table pulled the bell at hand, and soon the hall became quiet, and all the students sat upright and looked at him.

"Welcome!" He propped himself up on the table and stood up. "Welcome to Hogwarts in the new school year!"

Armando Dippet is the current headmaster of Hogwarts. He has short-cut silver hair close to the scalp, withered and yellow skin covered with age spots, his aquiline nose is high and firm, black and His eyes were sharp under thick eyebrows.

"You have to admit that you are lucky to be able to study at Hogwarts!" Armando Dippet scanned the students at Hogwarts with his eagle-like eyes. The old man exudes a vigorous and resolute spirit, which makes it hard to look directly at.

"You are in the safest place in the world, with the best teachers to impart knowledge to you, you don't have to go through life and death like Aurors, to fight the most rampant black wizard leader, and you don't have to be poor in the corner of the magic world Down and out, starving...these are all brought to you by Hogwarts!"

He coughed twice and continued, "I don't expect you to give me, your teacher, or Hogwarts anything in return. I only ask that you can calm down during the seven years you study at Hogwarts. Learn knowledge, grow up steadily in the ivory tower, and when you can be alone, you can face the storm outside the school."

"Currently——" He took out a piece of paper and began to read the school regulations and other matters, "In view of the current special situation in the wizarding world, in order to prevent you from being harmed by black magic, the opening of Hogsmeade in recent years will only be open to fourth graders and above Students; first and second grade students are not allowed to approach the Forbidden Forest, if they violate the school rules, they will be responsible for the consequences; in addition, it is forbidden to cast magic in the corridor..."

The students were drowsy, but they dared not move.

"Gnar, I have inquired. The person next to Dumbledore is our headmaster, Professor Slughorn, who teaches potions." Tom glanced at the headmaster, lowered his head and whispered to Nelson next to him.

"Professor Slughorn? I thought it was going to be a fat man..."

"Why? By the way, Dumbledore taught Transfiguration. I thought he was very powerful. He was a teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts..."

"...In addition, the Quidditch field will be open two weeks after the start of school. Team captains who need to reserve the field at that time should fill out the application form and submit it to the deans of their respective colleges to sign, and then hand it over to the male and female student council presidents..."

The headmaster's voice floated over, and the students began to get restless.

"Finally, I hope that you will strictly abide by the school rules. The list of items prohibited from being brought into the campus has been posted at the gate of Mr. Ogg... If you violate the school rules, you will be severely punished once you find out."

Armando Dippet noticed that the thoughts of many students had drifted away. He picked up the bell at hand and shook it again. The clear and crisp sound of the bell hooked the souls of the students back.

"Then, let's start the dinner." He finished reading the school rules and sat down with Dumbledore's support.

The students in the auditorium cheered like a tsunami.

Nelson saw that the table in front of him suddenly became crowded, rich food appeared on those empty plates, and the people around him had already started to gobble it up. He chose a long time and put a plate of sausages and pies in front of him.

After a while, the principal seemed a little tired, and left the banquet hall on crutches. As if a certain switch was pressed, the hall suddenly became lively, the students were eagerly communicating, and the teachers were also chatting with each other. Nelson noticed that there were several sneaky silver-white figures passing through the corner of the hall. He stepped out of the wall and looked at the crowd.

"They are ghosts parasitic on the castle, a group of cowards." Seeing the curious eyes of Nelson and Tom, Walburga explained, "They are not allowed to touch the students, no, the one next to him is covered in blood. It used to be Our senior."

Looking at everything unfamiliar in the magic school, Nelson and Tom were amazed, and Alphard had already started planning which school rule to violate tomorrow.

As the dinner came to an end, the long table was already full of glasses and plates. Nelson had already learned the whole picture of the castle from Walburga, and Tom was surrounded by a group of freshmen and second-year students in the center, becoming the undisputed leader of the banquet. focus.

"Hey, can you hear me?" came Dumbledore's resonant voice, "I think everyone is full, so now it's time for the school song."

He took out his wand and nodded lightly. A long golden ribbon floated out of the wand and rose into the starry sky above his head, forming one word after another.

"Sing with your favorite tone! Don't care about others." Dumbledore said, everyone stood up and looked at the lyrics above their heads, Tom was full of reluctance, and seemed to be ready to fish in troubled waters, "Get ready, sing!"

...

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts,

Please teach us knowledge,

Whether we are bald old men

Or a child with a broken knee,

our minds can accept

some interesting things.

For now our brains are empty, filled with air,

Dead flies and trifles,

teach us some valuable knowledge,

Give us back what we have forgotten,

Just do your best and leave the rest to us.

We will study hard until we are reduced to dust.

...

"Gnar..."

In the darkness, Tom suddenly called Nelson's name.

"What's wrong?"

They were lying in their dormitory. After the dinner, the prefects of their respective colleges took the freshmen to the lounges of their respective colleges. They walked to a stone wall on the side of the castle and walked into a long, narrow, low room. The basement of Black Lake can be seen through the glass, and the prefect allocated dormitories for them. Nelson, Tom, and three other freshmen, Alan Abbott, Dwight Parkinson, and George Caro, were assigned to the same dormitory.

"It's nothing." Listening to the snoring of the other three roommates, Tom responded after being silent for a while.