My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"The intelligence of these wizards really makes me sick." After leaving Ollivander's wand shop, Tom began to feel sick every day again, "Why can a gold Galleon be exchanged for seventeen sigrams or four hundred donats? They have ten fingers, and their daily calculations are in decimal."

"I don't know, maybe the creatures that ruled the magical world at the beginning had seventeen fingers and twenty-nine toes?" Nelson couldn't imagine such a strange creature either.

"I used to say that Chamberlain was an idiot, but now I think he is fully qualified to be the Minister of Finance of the Ministry of Magic. In fact, his grandma can also be..." Tom relentlessly criticized the financial system under the Ministry of Magic , "The pet shop is right in front of this, seriously, don't you think it's silly to carry a toad?"

"That's a toad . . . but I think I could buy an owl or something."

The two walked into the pet store. The clerk on duty was a thirty-year-old man with blond hair and a little fat. When he saw two imps in Muggle costumes walking in, he took his ass that had just been lifted off the stool. put it down.

"Those two brats, the mouse is in the corner, and that snowy owl costs forty Galleons, don't break it."

"What's your attitude!" Tom had never been so angry. He took out his wand and pointed at the clerk.

The clerk showed disdain and sneered: "How strange, I was pointed at my head by a mudblood kid!" Then he took out the wand from under the table, pointed at Tom and Nelson, and drove them away contemptuously: "Get out!" .”

Tom seemed to want to argue with reason, but Nelson saw that the situation was not good. Two eleven-year-old boys who had just got wands couldn't beat an adult wizard no matter what. He dragged Tom out of the shop.

"What!" Tom spat on the ground, he no longer cared about his old reserve, "He told me to get out, and he also called me a 'Mudblood'? What is a Mudblood?"

Nelson had a headache at the side, and while comforting Tom, he cursed bad luck secretly. He was also very angry in his heart. It was the first time he came to Diagon Alley to encounter this kind of pretense. The saddest thing was that he failed to pretend Only get slapped in the face. Tom was still furious and kept asking, "What is a Mudblood?"

"Mudblood is an insulting name pure-blood wizards use for Muggle-born wizards. This is a very vicious term that cannot be spoken by educated wizards." A calm male voice suddenly sounded behind the two, Nelson turned his head and saw that it was Dumbledore.

"Professor Dumbledore!" He greeted hurriedly. Tom turned around immediately when he heard it, and when he saw Dumbledore, he suppressed his emotions and said hello to Dumbledore.

"Tom, Nelson, let's go, I'll treat you to ice cream." Dumbledore put his arms around the two men's shoulders and led them away from here. "By the way, I need your help."

"Let's go to Sheldon's ice cream shop. Mr. Sheldon Fusco's ice cream is the most delicious in Britain." Dumbledore smiled and winked at the two, "A delicious cold drink can make people forget all the unpleasant things. An unpleasant thing."

They walked to a cold drink shop on the side of the street. There were quite a few customers here, and there was only one empty table left outside the shop. Dumbledore took the two of them and sat down there, "Sheldon, three cups of raspberry sundae, thank you .” He greeted the shopkeeper.

The three sat down, Sheldon brought a cold drink, Dumbledore quickly finished his glass, Nelson poked the sundae spoon by spoonful, Tom sat at the table and watched the sundae slowly Melting, looking grave, the good mood of getting the beloved wand seemed to be gone.

"Nelson, can you give this letter to Professor Slughorn for me when school starts on September 1st?" Dumbledore took out a letter and handed it to Nelson, "I have something on the day of school, and I may not be able to." Get to work on time, and if I do, just return this letter to me."

Nelson nodded, and Dumbledore patted Tom on the shoulder again, "Your birth does not determine your future, Tom, your achievements will be limitless!" Tom nodded at Dumbledore with an ugly face, "Eat , Tom, there are few things in life more fascinating than sweets."

Tom picked up the spoon and slowly poked the sundae.

"You guys rest here for a while, I'm going to do something, wait a minute." Dumbledore patted Tom on the shoulder again, this time with a lot of force, and Nelson saw Tom tremble.

"Gnar, I'm not a Mudblood, am I?" Seeing Dumbledore leave, Tom raised his lowered head. Gnar saw his face, which was a kind of haggard after being denied. He was originally like a black man. Jade's eyes were flushed red, as if he was holding back tears, but his eyes didn't seem to shed tears at all, there were no lacrimal glands to secrete tears, and his wide eyes became even redder.

"Yes, Tom." Nelson hesitated for a moment. He didn't know whether he should tell Tom about the Gaunt family. He knew that Tom urgently needed such news to cheer him up, but how could he explain that he knew the past of the Tom family? "No, Tom, you're not."

Hearing his friend's hesitant answer, Tom didn't know what to think, "Hmm." He responded softly, the answer was so erratic that Nelson didn't even hear it. He just watched Tom put his head on his chest again, eating the sundae silently, not knowing how to comfort this extremely proud, sensitive and slender teenager.

"I just saw you with Professor Dumbledore. Are you a freshman at Hogwarts?" An inappropriate voice broke in. Nelson looked up and saw a strong boy with black crew cut and dark gray eyes. "I'm Alphard Black, and I'm a freshman at Hogwarts." He said excitedly, holding a bird with a white snowy owl inside.

"Al, I told you not to run around." An older girl ran after Walburga, "Sorry, this is my brother. He is a bit naughty. I'm sorry to disturb you."

"It's okay." Nelson looked aside and found Tom with an indifferent face. He seemed to have adjusted his mood, with a cool expression, holding a sundae and looking at the birdcage in Walburga's hand.

"It's okay." Nelson followed suit.

"With the liberty to ask, can we sit here? There is no room left at the Sheldon Cold Drink Shop." Alphard's sister stared at Tom and said lightly.

...

"I will definitely go to Slytherin." Alphard muttered inarticulately with a mouth full of shaved ice, "My whole family is Slytherin, and my ancestors have been Slytherin for eight generations. If I didn't go into Slytherin, My mom might burn my name off the family tree."

"What are you talking about?" Walburga poked her younger brother who was running the train with his mouth full, and cast an apologetic look at the two. Her name was Walburga Black, and she was Alphard's own sister, a third-year Slytherin student. Students, the two came from the ancient pure-blood family, the Black family.

"I wish I could go to Ravenclaw." Nelson waved to Walburga, indicating that it was okay. "I heard that the most intelligent wizards and wizards in Britain gather there."

"Hmph, you'd better come to Slytherin, Ravenclaws are just a bunch of nerds in the library." Walburga continued to pinch her younger brother, instilling the values ​​of Slytherin into Nelson, she suddenly turned to Tom, "Riddle, you are so good, you will definitely be chosen by Slytherin."

"Me?" Tom played with his spoon boredly, "A mudblood like me is probably not worthy of going to Slytherin to study with noble purebloods."

"Ah?!" Walburga was so surprised that she dropped her spoon to the ground, she hesitated for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "You are so outstanding, so... so handsome, you must not be a Mudblood! "

"What's so good about Slytherin?" Alphard interjected, "Tom, you should go to Gryffindor, that's the best house in Hogwarts, and Dumbledore is just... hiss... what are you doing! "He got his sister's education again.

Tom continued to play with his spoon, looking sullen.

"That's great, I just left for a while, and you found new friends!" A voice full of energy suddenly squeezed in from the side, it was Dumbledore, he was carrying two cages, "Dangdang~ This is the beginning of school for you!" Gift."

"Professor Dumbledore." The four greeted quickly.

"Hello—Nelson, this is for you." Dumbledore picked up the cage on the left hand side and handed it to Nelson. Inside was a short-haired man with a ridiculous mustache, matching the pattern on his face, it looked like As if drawing a question mark on his face, "Puchi—" Nelson laughed the moment he saw the kitten. "I'll call you a question mark from now on." Nelson said happily, teasing the kitten.

"Tom, this is for you." Tom looked up, and there was a brightly colored owl in the cage. Its face was surrounded by horizontal spots and patterns, which looked very gorgeous. "It's called a bar-headed owl. , is a very rare owl, it has a bit of a bad temper, but it can send letters far away, and the mission must be fulfilled."

Dumbledore shoved the birdcage into Tom's arms and rubbed his head, "Is the raspberry sundae delicious?"

"It tastes good, but a little sour, Professor." Tom raised his head and said to Dumbledore with a serious face.

"Hahaha!" Dumbledore laughed heartily, and everyone laughed too. Finally, Tom hugged the birdcage tightly and showed a smile.

...

"Gal, you didn't cast your magic." Tom looked at the thick fog outside the train and expressed his doubts to Nelson.

"I didn't! And I did! That's not magic at all!" Nelson argued feebly.

Alphard was nearby, under the pressure of his sister, and tried to force Tom to repeat what happened at Ollivander's wand shop.

Now they have boarded the train to Hogwarts. During the whole month of August, Nelson and Tom stayed at Aunt Bella's house, hiding in the room to practice magic. After a month of hard work, they have Reasons to believe that in the upcoming life of Hogwarts, they will shine.

As the magic express took the laughing four people in the compartment away from London, the door of the wizarding world finally opened to them.