My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Brother, long time no see." After dinner, Nelson, who had just cleaned up the dormitory that was messed up by pets, dragged his exhausted body, stood at the door of Dumbledore's office, and was about to knock on the door, when he was called by the armored brother who hadn't seen him for a long time. Stopped, "Where did you get rich recently?"

"Ah... hello!" Nelson greeted the armor a little flattered, and cupped his hands like it looked like a gangster, "It's still the same, you can't be high or low, but you are still as good as you used to be. "

"Brother, you just like to fix this stupid brain." The armor raised his arms and scratched his head in embarrassment, and the barbell-like laughter echoed in the hollow shell of the armor, as if because of too much movement, The gauntlets it raised fell to the ground together with the gauntlets, "Oh, it's embarrassing."

"Your injury seems to be due to your contribution." Nelson picked up the half of its arm that fell on the ground and put it back, touched the ashes with his hand, "Shall I wipe it for you?"

"Excuse me." The armor nodded. Nelson pointed at it with his wand. "Clean it up!"

"Thank you so much, I've always wanted to take a shower, but I was afraid of scaring the students." The armor continued to laugh like a barbell, and it bent down and opened the door of Dumbledore's office, "Go in, Dumbledore I've been waiting for you for a long time, now that my brother is here, you don't even need to say the password when you come here!"

"Thank...thank you." Nelson nodded slightly and bowed to express his gratitude, and walked into the office, feeling deeply worried about the security of Hogwarts.

He walked into Dumbledore's office, which is now Aberforth's office, and saw Aberforth lying sideways on the high-back velvet sofa behind the desk, with his legs crossed up on the table, full of The muddy Martin boots draped over the crystal inkwell without hesitation. At this time, the sun had not yet set, and the setting sun outside the tower shone straight into this small office from the window behind him showing the scene of Hogwarts campus. The backlight made the face of this young man completely unrecognizable. .

"Here you are, Nelson."

"Mr. Aberforth." Nelson looked at the office that he had visited once before. Compared with the one he came a week ago, there seemed to be no difference here. Maybe Aberforth didn't want to change the furnishings of this office too much. Perhaps the brothers have the same preferences.

Nelson was keenly aware of the difference in this office. Compared with the emptiness when Dumbledore was there, this office seemed less deserted. There was one more person in the painting depicting the dusty house by the window—— It's also unavoidable for him not to notice it. If there is a person suddenly added to a monotonous painting, it would be a strange thing if he didn't notice it!

He carefully looked at the girl in the portrait, and felt a little familiar. Isn't this the girl in the portrait he met on the way to the Ravenclaw tower to send the letter that night? I was so scared by the corridor in front of the Slytherin lounge that night, Nelson didn't even take a good look at what she looked like, but this time he saw it for real. It turned out that she was not silver-haired, but a sickly pale brown-red , but she is somewhat similar to Nelson. She wears outdated braids that hang down to her shoulders peacefully. Her complexion is fair and bloodless, but her facial features are very soft. The lace looked like it was from the last century, and Nelson winked secretly at the local girl who was hiding behind Aberforth and looked at him secretly, and the girl made a grimace in return, and hid behind Aberforth again .

"Oh? It looks like you know my sister?" Aberforth straightened up, turned his head to look back, and then turned his head to stare at Nelson. As he straightened up, the sunlight covering him from behind hit him The face, which resembles the eyebrows and eyes of the girl behind her, became more and more clear.

"Your sister?"

"Yes, my sister." Aberforth stood up, turned around and walked to the front of the portrait, looking at the girl who was caught making a face and sticking out her tongue in embarrassment, the rough man's eyes were full of tears. Soft, he stretched out his hand to touch his sister's head, but it seemed that when he got close to the canvas, he realized that his sister was just hiding in a painting, so he quickly withdrew his hand and moved closer to the chandelier next to her ear to observe carefully Has the painting been dirty by yourself, "Anna, Ariana Dumbledore, she is very cute."

"Yes." Nelson nodded, looking at Arianna sincerely, "She is a kind and enthusiastic lady."

"Huh? Anna, did you help this kid with anything?" Aberforth turned half of his face to Nelson, raised his eyebrows and asked, Arianna seemed to be different from the other portraits in the castle, she couldn't make a sound, just Mouthing to Aberforth, Aberforth listened attentively, responding as she listened, sometimes interrupting her to ask some questions.

"Oh, I almost left you out. You can move a chair you like and sit on it. There is wine in the cabinet, and you can get what you want to drink." Aberforth "listened" to Ariana's words, and suddenly found Nelson standing where he was. , so he waved him to settle himself, "I don't suggest you choose his mead, it smells like it's for an old bee, the kind that's buzzing' nesting under your eaves, And an old bee ready to sting you."

Nelson had no choice but to summon a chair obediently, and sat obediently on the spot and waited.

"Why are you just sitting there like this?" Aberforth walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of dirty old wine, and made two cups while muttering, "Don't drink Don’t drink for nothing, are you afraid of violating school rules? Or your guardian doesn’t allow you to drink alcohol? Boy, when I was your age, I could drink two large bottles of whiskey with a meal. As for the French brandy, I always Drink it like water, Anna, you say yes."

He turned his head to look at his sister, but found that she was looking at him with a reproachful face, so he had to put the wine back in the wine cabinet, "Okay, okay, minors can't drink alcohol."

"Orange juice is okay." He opened a bottle of orange juice, filled two glasses and put them on the table, then walked back to the sofa and sat down. "So, you two met a few months ago?"

"Yes," Nelson nodded. He couldn't control his curiosity about the way the two communicated, so he couldn't help asking, "How did you and Miss Arianna—"

"Lip language." Aberforth interrupted him impatiently, "Can't you see that? Lip language is a good way to communicate with hearing-impaired people who can't speak, but everyone's lip language is different. It's different, but I don't care, I don't pay attention to what other people are saying."

"I understand." Nelson nodded, he hesitated to speak, "Sorry, Mr. Aberforth, may I ask Miss Arianna..."

There was an anxious silence in the office, Aberforth turned around and glanced at Ariana, saw her nodded, and said slowly, "You may not know, this is the grudge of the older generation, just It can end in our generation, this matter has something to do with Albus, me, Gellert Grindelwald, countless wizards who can't help themselves, and even your parents."

"My parents?" Nelson was taken aback.

"But this little story I'm going to tell has nothing to do with them." Aberforth stopped Nelson's enthusiasm, took out a box of cigars that looked and smelled bad quality from the drawer, and pulled out a , didn’t cut his hair, just bit it in his mouth, and a cigarette holder was bitten out. He stretched his hand behind his back, received a small shiny silver box from the edge of the painting, and pressed it lightly. A bunch of faint blue flames ignited the cigar in his mouth, he took a deep puff, and then slowly exhaled, his head was soon covered by the smoke, "Grindelwald, an old bastard, seduced me when I was young." Ariana's brother and I, they became lovers, just as you understand, yes! This is the expression, exactly the same as the expression I had when I heard about it!"

Aberforth coughed violently, as if he was choking on the smoke he spit out, and seemed to be half-smiled, "Later he used his ridiculous theory to hook up with Albus, when I was still in school, Ali Anna is recuperating at home alone, how could I let them two shameless dogs wander around the world, and then I beat Grindelwald."

"You beat Grindelwald?" Nelson's expression was even more exciting than before.

"Who knows? It could be I beat him, it could be he beat me, it could be any of us beat anyone, it's a three-way dogfight, I lost a kidney, Albus broke Nose, Grindelwald picked up his severed finger and ran away...and Ariana lost her life, it was definitely Grindelwald's doing, I checked, it was a kind of black magic that I have never seen! It was It's coming towards me!" Aberforth's eyes flashed with hatred, while playing with the small silver box in his hand, "This is also my trophy, Grindelwald's small box full of Fiendfyre was named after It was designed as a prototype, but their power can be said to be very different, but it is still a pretty neat gadget, I prefer to call it a 'lighter'. Since Anna likes you so much, then it is yours .”

"Speaking of which, you are still the same age." Aberforth slid the lighter along the table, but seemed amused by his own thoughts again, "But you don't look young at all, it's disgusting like Same as Albus."

"Mr. Aberforth..." Nelson was about to decline.

"I don't want to see him again anyway, it can only be regarded as a bad thing for me." Aberforth waved his hand impatiently, "Smoking is harmful to health, but for wizards, it can only be regarded as minor Question. If you get that... tuberculosis... no, lung cancer, Miss Joy can cure you in a second."

Anna smiled and waved her hands behind him, and looked at her brother reproachfully, as if dissuading Nelson from smoking like others.

"Speaking of which, Anna doesn't have many friends of the same age. She said that she has only met two people in the years since she was moved to Hogwarts. One is you, and the other is the little girl who learned lip language because she was so lonely. There can't be such a miserable person! Hahahaha..."

Aberforth laughed wantonly, and burst into tears from laughing so hard and loudly.

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