My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Yes, magic school." Dumbledore smiled at Tom, "Tom, you are a wizard."

"Magic?" Tom repeated softly. "My skills, are... magic?"

"What skills do you have?"

"All kinds!" Tom's tone became excited. The feeling of being recognized and finding the same kind made him flush, and he couldn't help it. "I can make things that are far away from me fly in the air, and I can listen Knowing the language of snakes, as long as I want, I can make people I hate hurt."

"This is not a good habit, Tom." Dumbledore looked serious.

"I know, but you understand..."

"I think you should call me 'Professor' or 'Sir'." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and instructed Tom.

"Oh, well, Professor..." Tom said dryly, drawing a long voice, "You don't mind trampling an ant to death, do you?"

"Tom, casting magic on Muggles, or even hurting them, is not allowed. Besides, I would care less if I trampled an ant to death."

"Well, professor, you are really a saint." Tom was perfunctory, but as if he had discovered a new world, he said excitedly: "You said 'Muggles'? Do you mean those mortals? I knew that we should use different words. to call them by their names—to distinguish them from us extraordinary beings."

"Yes, Tom, but I think you would like to study at Hogwarts—"

"Of course I would!"

"Then I think I should give you a lesson first. Although school hasn't started yet, as your teacher, I should let you know not to disregard life no matter what." Dumbledore looked at the opposite man with a worried face. Excited handsome boy, he thought of a close friend he once had.

"I understand, I understand..." Tom's tone became more perfunctory, "Gnar always says these words next to me."

"Gal?" There was a hint of surprise in Dumbledore's tone, "Mr. Nelson Williams? Tom, can you take me to him? I have something for you." Dumbledore stood up, He marveled at the fact that Tom had accepted himself as a wizard so quickly, which was rare among young wizards who were new to the wizarding world.

"I know where he is, but..." Tom also stood up, and he tried to look at the adult wizard opposite, but his eyes could only fall on Dumbledore's purple chest, "But can you prove that you are not a liar? What? After all, there are always traffickers in our orphanage who want to take advantage of the loopholes."

Dumbledore nodded with interest, pulled out his wand from his pocket, and waved at the chair he was sitting on just now. The dilapidated wooden chair turned into a luxurious sofa, and he waved his wand again, The sofa turned back into a chair. Tom stared intently at the chair, and after a while, stared straight at Dumbledore's wand, "Where can I get one?"

"It will," said Dumbledore. "Then take me to Mr. Nelson Williams, Tom."

The two walked out the door, and Tom led the way: "Gnar lives on the second floor, my downstairs, but at the moment he is basking in the sun on the roof."

"Basking in the sun?" Dumbledore looked out at the sky through the corridor window. It was the most common cloudy day in Britain, accompanied by the unique smog in London. "People really should get more sun." He seemed to be Convince yourself.

The two walked to the stairs, just in time to see the blond boy climbing down the ladder from the skylight.

"Gnar! Come here!" Tom called to him.

Dumbledore looked at the young man walking towards him. His face was softer than the Englishmen around him, and he had light golden hair, but the golden color was a little too light, just like silver, which reminded him of His former best friend, he shook his head, threw away distracting thoughts from his mind, and nodded to Nelson with a smile: "I think you must be Mr. Nelson Williams! I am a teacher and work in a school called Huo Gwartz's school, you and Mr. Riddle are invited to study in our school, you can call me Professor Dumbledore."

Nelson walked up to the two of them, looked up at the young Dumbledore, "Just call me Nelson, Professor Dumbledore, could you please introduce us to this school?" He rushed to Dumbledore's side Tom blinked, and Tom saw him grimace, snout at Dumbledore, and turn his face the other way.

"How about we find a place to sit down and talk slowly?" Dumbledore said briskly.

"Oh, yes." Nelson looked at Dumbledore in front of him, and finally saw a real person, staying with the greatest wizard in modern times, and couldn't restrain his excitement. "Let's go to the hall, sir."

...

"So you're saying that Tom and I are... wizards? Are you?"

"Yes, from Tom's description just now, I think you two have unique magical talents. If you come to Hogwarts, I believe you will have extraordinary achievements. For young wizards like you, your The abilities are amazingly well-developed and mature - and the most interesting thing is - you've discovered that you can control them to some extent and begin to use them consciously."

"Thank you for your compliment." Nelson complimented, "This seems like a painting."

"Painting cakes? Painting cakes to satisfy your hunger? You are very knowledgeable." Dumbledore counterattacked a little, "But, you have to believe, what I said is true, maybe you were just two front-lines in the West London Orphanage before. Confused orphans, but now, you have entered the world of magic."

"Gnar, we can do great things!" Tom interjected.

"Yeah, the world of magic is really unbelievable." Nelson leaned back on the chair, looked out the window, his thoughts drifted away with his gaze, and couldn't help sighing, "The world of magic..."

"However, we have no money." Tom jumped out at the right time and pointed out the most serious question. Looking at Dumbledore's face, he quickly added "Professor".

"That's not a problem." Dumbledore took out two leather bags from his pocket, "Hogwarts has a special fund to support those students who are temporarily hard-pressed, and I brought the money with me today. "

Tom took the money bag, took out a gold Galleon and looked at it carefully. It was a thick, shiny golden coin, "Then where should we go to buy books and things we need? Professor."

"In Diagon Alley," said Dumbledore. "I brought your acceptance letter, which contains the necessary books and school supplies list. I can help you buy everything—" He took it out of his pocket again Two rolls of parchment.

"Are you going with us?" Tom asked, looking up.

"Of course, after all you—"

"No," Tom rebuffed. "It's fine for Gnar and I to go. We are familiar with London. How can I get to Diagon Alley—Professor?"

Dumbledore was at a loss for words, and quickly handed the parchment to Tom, and told him the specific route from the orphanage to the Leaky Cauldron, and then said: "You can definitely see it, but the Muggles around you can't see it." Yes. Ask Tom the barman--easy to remember, with your name--"

Tom showed displeasure, Dumbledore sensed sensitively, "You don't seem to like the name 'Tom'?"

"There are too many people named 'Tom', there are probably tens of thousands of them in London!" Tom muttered, waving his arms, as if trying to drive away an invisible mosquito, "It makes me feel like I have the same name as so many mortals." nausea!"

"You're a mortal too, Tom." Nelson said suddenly from the side. Tom shut up resentfully, still muttering some incomprehensible words in his mouth.

Dumbledore glanced at him approvingly, wondering why he didn't take the money, "Mr. Williams, why didn't you take your notice and stipend?"

"I have to go back and discuss it with my aunt."

"What are you talking about? Don't you want to learn magic?" Tom started waving his arms again.

"Mr. Williams, you are right. Family is the most precious thing." Dumbledore patted Nelson on the shoulder approvingly, and handed him the parchment again, "Put away the admission notice first."

Nelson took the parchment.

"Look." Dumbledore cheered up.

He untied the silk thread that tied the parchment, spread it on the table to smooth it out, took a deep breath, and looked at the words on it:

[Principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Armando Dippet (special magic school recognized by the International Association of Witchcraft and Wizardry)

Dear Mr. Nelson Wertning Williams: We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Attached is a list of required books and school supplies.

School will start on September 1st. Please reply with your owl mail by July 31st.

Yours truly, Principal Armando Dippet. 】

"You don't need to reply, after all, you don't have an owl yet." Dumbledore added, "Owls are the most common messengers in the wizarding world, and you will need to raise one in the future. You can use the school's one while you are studying."

"You take the train to school on September 1, from King's Cross Station." Dumbledore took out another envelope from his pocket, "I also brought the train ticket, the details are on the parchment inside the envelope."

Tom took the envelope, opened it, and carefully pocketed it.

"Then, Mr. Williams, let's go, let's go find your aunt." Dumbledore stood up cheerfully, as if he had discovered something interesting from the two young wizards, "As educators, parents of students Staying in touch is a must."

Nelson is impatient, and he can't wait to throw himself into the great adventure of the wizarding world. Before that, he needs to say goodbye to his family briefly. He got up and opened the door, asking Dumbledore to go first, "Thank you!" Dumbledore went out and said goodbye to Mrs. Cole.

Clutching his purse and Nelson's purse tightly, Tom followed out the door, following the two who had gone first out of the orphanage.