My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Woo..."

Nelson walked out of the gate of King's Cross Station, wrapped his plaid coat tightly, and whistles sounded one after another behind him. This is the second time Nelson saw him off today. Tom went to Hogwarts, Bella returned to France, and Jonas Si is like a rope connecting foreigners, he broke, and everyone has to leave this sad place.

After Bella was sent away, he was the only one left in the huge London.

"Sir, please do me a favor." Nelson turned into a long and narrow alley next to the station, and a group of vagrants nestled next to the trash can swarmed up. Beside him, they were scrambling to pray, and the tallest of them only reached Nelson's shoulders. He looked at these peers who had been reduced to the streets to beg for a living, and he froze in place. He put his hand into his pocket again, but only touched a handful Galleon.

"Sorry, I don't have any change." Nelson wrapped the scarf hanging from his shoulders around his neck, put the hat he held in his arms on his head, covered his mouth with his hands, and passed through the vagrants who dared not approach him. , walked toward the depths of the alley.

Compared with the difference between wizards and Muggles, the well-dressed themselves and the ragged ones are more like people who show what the two worlds are.

"Sir, please do me a favor." Although the group of vagrants did not dare to approach, they still did not intend to give up. They followed behind Nelson, begging unceasingly. Nelson looked up at the sky squeezed by the buildings on both sides. Shaking his head, speeding up, he left without looking back.

By the time Nelson got back to his home, the sky had already darkened. Neighbors who occasionally passed by would come forward to comfort him when they saw him passing by. up.

He took off his gloves, took out the key to open the door, and stepped into the cold house.

"I'm back." He shouted habitually while changing his shoes, but no one would respond to him anymore.

Nelson sat on the sofa in the living room, lit the fireplace with difficulty, and the living room became a little more lively, waiting for the appointed policeman. He couldn't stay any longer after sitting for a few minutes. Jonas's manuscript comes.

"Ding dong——" when he put the last piece of manuscript paper into the suitcase, the downstairs doorbell rang at the right time. He walked downstairs unhurriedly, and the guests downstairs also waited patiently.

"Mr. Williams?" Nelson opened the door, and the two policemen standing at the door looked at him in surprise, and asked, "Where's Mrs. Nicklaus?"

"She's back in France." Nelson asked the two policemen to come in and sit down, and poured two cups of tea. "We are French. Aunt Bella doesn't want to stay here anymore, so she went back to her hometown."

"Sorry, Mr. Williams." The young patrolman nodded slightly, took out a stack of files from his briefcase, and spread them out on the coffee table, "The other murderer has been found, but—"

"What's wrong?" Nelson asked, rubbing his hands a little closer to the fireplace.

"He... when we found him, he had already died of overdose." Another older policeman said, "Sorry, we didn't give him the trial he deserved."

"Dead? Are you dead..." Nelson nodded, "If you die, you can die. This is retribution."

"That's right, sir." The young policeman agreed, "Then we'll take our leave. Do I need to sort out a copy of this file for you after the case is closed?"

"No need." Nelson got up and shook hands with the two policemen, "I'll see you off."

"No need, no need." The older policeman picked up the file, dragged his colleague to the door, took off his police cap before leaving, bowed his head, and said, "My condolences."

"Thanks."

After seeing off the police, Nelson went back to the room and took out the prepared luggage, a small suitcase. He put the magic wand that Tom gave him into the inside pocket of his coat, and put his own in the suitcase , opened the drawer to check for omissions, hesitating again and again, he tucked the cane that Jonas had left him between his elbows, and went downstairs.

Sitting by the fireplace and opening the suitcase, Nelson casually threw the box containing Jonas' manuscripts in, fastened the buckle, went upstairs and checked the doors and windows, returned to the living room and sat on the sofa, waved his magic wand to extinguish the fire, A person sat in a daze in the quiet darkness.

When it was completely dark, he finally stood up, put the soft felt hat on his head, picked up the suitcase and walking stick and went out. After locking the door, he turned and took a deep look at the small house——the house It was not different from the one next to it, but it seemed to him a beautiful house of rose-coloured brick, with geraniums in the windows and doves on the roof...

Standing at the door, Nelson held his wand and raised his arm. Suddenly, a blinding white light illuminated the entire street.

A bulging bright purple three-decker bus stopped in front of him, and the headlights under the front bumper made it hard for him to keep his eyes open.

"Sir, where are you going?" The car door opened, and a brown-haired young man wearing thick round glasses leaned out and asked enthusiastically.

"Good evening, Mr. Pullan." Nelson turned sideways, passed him, boarded the bus, and walked straight up to the second floor. He stuffed the suitcase into the luggage rack above his head, and found a place to lean on with his cane. Sit down by the window.

The warm air inside the car soon made him sweat profusely, so he had no choice but to take off his scarf and hat, gloves and open his coat. He took out a ticket from his pocket, saw that it was still in good condition, and put it away with confidence. Push it back, this will be the starting point of his journey, but before that, he still has some important things to do.

"Sir, where are you going?" The Knight Bus trembled slightly and began to speed up. Ern Pullan climbed up to the second floor sweating profusely, and asked pantingly standing beside Nelson.

"To Little Hangleton." Nelson nodded, grabbed a Galleon from his pocket, and handed it to Ern Pullan, "By the way, are you stopping at Big Hangleton? How far is it from Little Hangleton?" It’s not far, but I don’t think it’s marked on your route map.”

"Yes, sir," Ern Pulan took Garen back and responded, "We can stop at any place where the line passes. Of course, we can also stop at places that don't stop, as long as you pay more."

"Oh, by the way, places where Muggles gather are not allowed." He added as if he had just thought of it, "It's not that far from here to Great Hangleton, I guess you'll arrive tomorrow morning, you can sleep on it for a while Son."

"No, I'm not very sleepy." Nelson shook his head, "If I'm sleepy, I'll just squat here for a while."

"Okay, would you like something to drink?" He started to sell by-products on the bus again, "There are still a lot of Galleons left to pay the fare."

"A cup of cocoa, hot cocoa," Nelson added. "It would be great if I could get me a breakfast and a hot towel tomorrow morning."

"Yes sir." Ern Pullan stepped back, and in a moment came up with a cup of hot cocoa.

"Are you a Hogwarts student?" He asked curiously after putting down the hot cocoa.

"Yes, but I'm on leave of absence."

"Oh." Suspending school is actually a common thing in wizarding society. After all, some families always feel that schools cannot provide a better environment and resources than family education in terms of magic education. He added, "Sir, you Been to the Greater Hangleton before?"

"No, it's the first time."

"Then you must be careful," said Ern Pullan, with dignity, "there aren't very nice people living there."

"Thank you, I will pay attention." Nelson took the cocoa, took a sip and put it on the table, closed his eyes and closed his eyes to rest, and the car quickly fell silent.

In the early hours of the morning, before dawn, Nelson was woken up by another passenger who got on the bus in the middle of the night. He has been sleeping very lightly for the past few days, and he has to wake up with the slightest noise. He just leaned against the window, Looking at the scattered lights in the distance and the rapidly receding scenery around, I waited quietly for the dawn.

But God finally didn’t confront him, and the sky soon dawned. After washing up, Gnar curled up on the seat and gnawed on the sandwich that Ern brought. After a while, Ern came again, “Sir, you can get ready , Greater Hangleton will be here soon, do you need me to help you unload your luggage?"

"Oh? Okay, thank you." Nelson nodded with a sandwich in his mouth and agreed vaguely.

"Is it this little box?" After getting an affirmative answer, Ern straightened up and grabbed Nelson's suitcase, and with a loud bang, he put Nelson's suitcase on the ground, "Good guy, but It's really heavy, is this the traceless stretching spell?"

Nelson took a sip of his milk and nodded.

"You are amazing." Ern admired, "I haven't learned this spell after studying at Hogwarts for so many years, haha, so now I can only work as a conductor."

"You will be a driver in the future."

"That's kind, thank you." Ern grinned and said, "Do you need me to help you lift the box to the first floor?"

"No, thank you." Nelson swallowed the last sip of milk, wiped his mouth, and shook his head, "I've always used the Levitation Charm to carry boxes."

...

Five minutes later, Nelson was standing at the entrance of a dilapidated village with a suitcase in his hand. Everything here looked dilapidated. To what extent was it dilapidated? If Troca’s bar was moved here, it might be called a mansion.

"How can the wizard village be so poor?" Nelson said to himself, walking along the path on the hillside next to the village to a more dilapidated house on the top of the hill far away from the village.

When it was about fifty meters away from the top of the mountain, the rooms suddenly opened from the inside with a "bang", and a savage freak, holding a rusty knife, stood at the door, mumbling. Some incomprehensible words.

Does anyone know where the Great Hangleton is? ~

(I threw up, I feel that steam has locked the area for me)

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