Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 699 It’s not the time yet

After packing away the teaching aids, Horace Slughorn even left the Potions classroom ahead of the students.

And "Brendan Carson" also withdrew his gaze at the right time, turned around and started chatting politely and comfortably with the classmates around him.

"Wow, Brendan, you are so awesome!"

"Brendan Carson," a freckle-faced boy next to him said with a thick Eastern European accent, "You can actually answer all the questions asked by Professor Slughorn! How on earth did you do it?"

"Study hard." Brendan Carson said casually, but halfway through, he seemed to suddenly realize something, and changed to English with a light retroflex accent:

"Like that gentleman said, just study hard. Well, yes, if you could spend half the time you spend watching your seniors practicing Quidditch instead reading a book, Professor Slughorn

You can also answer these questions."

"But that's Quidditch!" The freckle-faced boy said excitedly, "It's so cool to be able to fly around like this in the sky!"

This freckle-faced boy is called Brilim Friedman, and he comes from a Muggle family in Eastern Europe.

Normally, a Muggle family would not allow a person who suddenly appeared at their door claiming to be a wizard to take their children away, but the Friedman family really had no choice -

"I want to learn from you!" Brilim Friedman said, blinking his big, harmless eyes, "I must study hard and then surpass you!"

Brilim Friedman was fascinated by Voldemort's knowledge, temperament, and humor that he revealed from time to time. Almost very quickly, he became Voldemort's little follower. He followed Voldemort almost wherever he went.

where.

Therefore, when the admission staff of Hogwarts arrived with a bag of gold coins and the generous living conditions of Hogwarts, Brylim Friedman's father and mother almost did not hesitate to send their children

Pushed out.

The Friedman family really had no food left; the last cold winter had depleted the last bit of their savings.

Brilim Friedman declared angrily.

The waves caused by the collapse of the giant red bear have not completely subsided yet, and huge disasters have fallen like a tsunami on the people of every country it has ever joined.

Therefore, Brylim Friedman, who was born as a Muggle and had not received a good education since he was a child, was attracted by all kinds of magical things here almost as soon as he entered Hogwarts, including of course the relationship with him.

They entered Hogwarts together with Voldemort under the pseudonym "Brendan Carson".

"Okay, okay." Voldemort glanced indifferently at the direction Horace Slughorn left, "Let's go, let's go to the library."

"I said you." Voldemort looked helplessly at the little follower following him, "What are you doing with me?"

Of course, the appearance of "Voldemort" at this time was not that of the child Voldemort in the cave. No matter how bold and stupid Voldemort was, he would not dare to touch Tiera with his original appearance.

not the right time yet

Voldemort warned himself silently in his heart.

not the right time yet

Voldemort and Brylim Friedman walked towards the library on the fourth floor of Hogwarts, talking and laughing.

The doctor's affairs have basically come to an end, and now it is basically confirmed that there will be a one-year gap, so I plan to finish the book first, and then try to open the One Piece fanfic before the National Day this year.

Thank you all for your understanding and support over the past two months.