My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"As you can see, a battle took place here." The fat man tremblingly put on the wizard robes he had just taken off from his subordinates, and sent him away, "Huh...it's really cold in Muggle clothes. "

"You have worked hard. It is really rare to see such a dedicated official like you now." Tom bowed slightly and complimented with a smile on his face.

"Haha, I just happen to be free today, so I can't worry about them." Tom's praise seemed to make him feel very good. The fat man smiled and asked the two of them, "Are you the only two wizards around?"

"As far as I know, yes." Tom nodded seriously, as if he had asked a big question, "There is a ten-year-old girl in the West Side Orphanage over there who is a little wizard, but she may not be able to do so until next year." Enrollment... other than that, there should be no adult wizards."

"Well... this is really difficult." The fat man frowned, looked at the construction site in the middle of the road, waved his hand and called the subordinate who was sent away just now, whispered something to the trembling man, and then Turning his head to look at Tom and Nelson, who was looking around in the middle of the road, "It's best not to get close to it. It's not sure if it's dangerous yet."

"Danger?" Tom knew too well whether there was any danger there. Apart from a huge blow to the olfactory system, there was almost no danger there, and even the snakes that had gathered before had all dispersed. Tell me? After all, the relatives who adopted us don't know magic..."

"Oh...Adopted? You are such a good boy." The fat man stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch the head of this lovable handsome boy in front of him, but seeing the tall and tall Tom, he still withdrew his hand and put it to his mouth to cough He said, "You should also pay attention to safety, after all, first-year students are not much better than Muggles."

"Come on, let's take a closer look, you don't have to worry if you're with me." He held Tom's arm with one hand, and with the other hand he picked up Nelson, who seemed to be observing the construction god, and held the two The man approached the enthusiastic wizards, "Look there, under the rolled up ground, there is a big pool of blood, do you see it?"

"I see." Nelson glanced sideways, then went back to look at the construction site, while Tom stared intently at the congealed and darkened blood on the ground.

"Hahaha, don't be afraid, you will see this kind of scene a lot in the future." He saw Nelson who turned his head after a glance, and thought he was afraid, "Look, the blood on the ground is very large, indicating that the amount of bleeding is also large It's huge...it has far exceeded the amount of a normal adult wizard, what does this mean?"

He made a fool of himself and looked at Tom with encouraging eyes. Tom, with a timid expression on his face, replied obediently and in a low voice, "Does that mean the injured creature is big?"

"That's right, it's very big, and it's not so big," the fat man patted Tom's shoulder approvingly, then lowered his arm and pointed to his feet, "Look here, there's a one-meter-thick indentation on the ground, The color of the soil is different from that of other places. So we judge that the cause of all this should be a huge magical animal, maybe a dragon or something... After all, the traces here are too messy and broken, we can only see Come out it's big."

"You are so well-informed!" Tom ignored Nelson, who was standing behind the fat man and rolled his eyes at him, and only spoke in a reverent tone. His tone was extremely sincere. In fact, although Tom He will be sincere to the point of being mean, but no one I know in school will praise him as a person with excellent grades, personable, humble and reliable. Even many teachers think so, and are willing to answer questions for this positive young man. Even imparting some knowledge that cannot be learned in textbooks, at least most teachers are like this——Tom continued, "I see, a huge magical animal caused all this."

"Yes, that's right." The fat man nodded comfortably, "The vast majority of magical disasters are caused by magical animals, and it seems that this time is no exception, but this time the situation is more complicated than the most common ones we see. Quite a few."

The two of them followed his footsteps to the rolled-up land, blood was dripping from the gap at both ends, and the scene looked extremely cruel.

"Look here, this ground is made of magic, look at the spikes inside, oh my god..." The fat man stopped the two people who were approaching, stretched out his wand and pointed at a scattered thorn beside him, "Little wizards like you don't dare to get closer, the broken thorns are coming!"

"Don't grab it with your hands." He held up the spikes with his wand. It was late at night, and the sharp spikes floated and rotated slowly on the tip of the wand, shining coldly in the moonlight. After showing them around, he waved The wand, it flew out in a whirl and was deeply inserted into the soil, "Did you see that? The section is ordinary masonry, but the outside is extremely strong and sharp metal. I don't know what kind of magic it is, I guess it may be Transfiguration, this requires extremely deep knowledge of transfiguration... Oh, don't be discouraged, you are only in the first grade, you will be able to do it sooner or later."

Nelson and Tom lowered their heads, looking as if they had been hit. The fat man didn't know what they were thinking, so he could only speak in relief.

"Look at that lump of cabbage... the ground is full of such spikes. It seems that the bleeding magical animal was injured there and escaped. I think magical animals generally don't use such a torture device to trap themselves Besides, there are many traces of battles and spells around." He lowered his voice, bent down and said in a ghost story tone next to their ears, "So this may be a cruel dark wizard with a huge head Fantastic Beasts fought and Fantastic Beasts escaped, so you must be careful..."

At this moment, his subordinates, whose faces were blue with cold, came over and whispered a few words to him, trembling with each word. After finishing speaking, he straightened up, shrugged at Tom and Nelson, with a look of "I can't get up That's the rule" expression spread his hands, "Excuse me gentlemen, according to the rules, I might have to check your wands."

"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary flashback spell, and it won't embarrass or embarrass you." Seeing Nelson's embarrassed face, he said briskly, "Who doesn't have any embarrassing things?"

"Okay, let's check mine first!" Seeing that Tom's face was still a little strange, Nelson happily handed over his black walnut wand.

"Hey! It's so long!" The fat man took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, took Nelson's wand and held it in his left hand, compared it with his own wand, and then resentfully compared his wand, which seemed to be only half the length, with Nelson's wand. Aligned, shouted: "Flash back to the previous curse!"

There was a flash of white light, and the fat man's wand flew away.

"Ah..." He scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, sir, it's the Flying Curse." Tom apologized sincerely. "I forgot my wand when I went out. I was in a hurry to come here because I was afraid of danger, so I asked Gnar to use the Flying Curse to call my wand."

"Ahem!" The fat man tried to cover up his embarrassment with a cough, but his subordinates who were already turning purple from the cold made the atmosphere even more embarrassing. He grabbed the wand and cursed: " What are you doing? What are you doing here? Hurry up and build the road! You are a wizard, can you stop freezing yourself to death!"

He waved his wand impatiently, a burst of orange light flew out from the tip of the wand and landed on his subordinate's chest, and soon covered his whole body. His complexion instantly improved. Seeing the silent casting of the spell, Tom and Nelson were stunned. He coughed again, puffed out his stomach and said pretending to be majestic: "Wizards must never leave their wands! Remember?"

"Let's continue." He looked at the two people who were stunned with satisfaction, and he spread his hands again. This time he cast the spell more cautiously, "Flash back to the previous curse!"

A burst of white mist slowly emerged from the tip of Nelson's wand, and then condensed into a brand new newsboy hat in the air. The newsboy hat burst open again and became a cloud of mist that filled the air.

"Sir, this is Transfiguration. We broke a kid's hat. Tom made her a new one. I reinforced it. She is also a wizard. We will report tonight on the holiday spell." To the Ministry of Magic." Nelson explained from the side.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The fat man seemed to glance contemptuously in the direction of central London, "No one would be free to do nothing all day long and stare at Zong Si non-stop."

When he flashed back to the previous day's spell, he stopped and gently handed the wand into Nelson's hand. He sincerely praised, "Transfiguration is good, maybe you can also reach the level of fighting tonight." The level of a wizard...but don't imitate him, it's too cruel."

He took Tom's wand again and began to cast the flashback spell. Only then did Nelson know what kind of magic Tom was hiding in the room all day long. Unlike the powerful magic imagined, there was some magic in the mist spit out by Tom's wand. Characters and patterns flashed by, but Nelson had no impression of them. The fat man was also a little curious when he saw these strange spells, but it didn't seem to have anything to do with what happened tonight, so he returned the wand to Tom.

"Okay, it's time for you to go home and sleep." He stretched his waist and yawned, "What's your name? I may ask you to find out about the situation later if I find out."

"My name is Tom Riddle."

"My name is Nelson Williams. I don't know your last name yet, but we will let you know if we find anything later."

"Oh, I'm Dorian Weasley, leader of the Magical Accidents and Disasters Division's Reversal of Accidental Magical Events Team, and if you write a letter, you can floo directly to my office." He winked at the two of them, Nelson Only then did he see clearly that the few remaining locks of his stubborn hair were glowing red in the night.

What kind of wizard do you want to be and what kind of adventure do you want to experience if you enter into magical events?

(Steal some ideas)