My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Andre and Lori Ann had a lively chat, but Nelson stared at Lori Ann's face and fell into deep thought. The special title of "magician" has no understanding of the magic world. On the way home, Jonas once brought him back from Poland. notebook... These bits and pieces made him have a bold guess in his heart-this "witch" might be an alien visitor like him.

"Wait," he interjected while Andre was trying to organize his words, "Miss Lori Ann, have you ever given someone a note?"

"Let me think about it..." Luo Lian raised her right hand, pinched her chin, pondered for a moment before slowly opening her mouth, "At this moment last year, a reporter came to visit me later, and he said that his nephew He is also a wizard, it doesn’t sound like a fake, so I gave him my notebook back then, that’s the first time I heard that there are other spellcasters here.”

"What's his name?" Lori Ann squeezed her chin, thinking hard, "His name... well, his name seems to be Jo..."

"Jonas Nicklaus." Nelson said slowly, "The reporter's name is Jonas Nicklaus, and I am his nephew."

The three people around couldn't help looking this way, surprised at the wonderful fate and fate, and Andre gave Nelson a deep look with a strange look.

"What a coincidence!" Lori Ann also sighed, "How is he doing now? I'm still waiting for his exclusive interview about me!"

"He passed away." Nelson said heavily like his uncle's old friend, "at the beginning of this month."

"...Sorry." Luo Lian changed the topic, "Have you read my notes? Do you want me to teach you?"

"I don't quite understand it, maybe I can't learn it..." Nelson shook his head, "The magic I have learned is very different from your notes, almost completely different, I will get it later, It's yours after all."

"No need, I can teach you, those are very basic content." Luo Lian shook her head, "I gave it to you, anyway, it's useless to keep it for yourself."

"Thank you." Nelson nodded, "I can pick it up now."

"Don't worry, you can stay here for a few more days. I have a lot of empty rooms here, and I haven't met other spellcasters for a long time." Lori Ann waved her hand, and a group of small puppets rushed from the room to all directions of the castle. Nelson asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Nelson Williams."

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"My name is Tom Riddle."

"My family lives in Hangleton." In the captain's cabin, old Tom drank a sip of hot tea and said tremblingly. Tattered, like a tramp, Captain Jack looked at him as if he was not as old as himself, but he looked old, like a dying patient.

"That's a nice place."

"Well, we all know that the atmosphere there is not very good." Old Tom took out a cigarette from his pocket with trembling hands and put it in his mouth. Seeing this, Captain Jack leaned forward to help him light it.

"Thank you," Old Tom spread out the newspaper on the table and pointed to the handsome boy in front of Napoleon's portrait. At this moment, his hand didn't shake at all. He raised his head and stared at Captain Jack with eyes full of supplication and hope. He asked timidly, "You said you met this boy, his name was Williams? Then you know him... where is he now?"

"..." Captain Jack looked down at his fingers, he couldn't bear to hurt the poor father, but he still murmured, "I'm sorry, I saw the boy next to him, he is Mr. Williams, As for the one you mentioned, I haven't seen it before."

"You've seen it, that's great! I can finally find my baby!" Old Tom said with a smile on his face, his wrinkled face stretched out, revealing a face almost exactly like Tom's but much older, He didn't seem to understand Captain Jack's words, and he said cheerfully, "I'll go find him when I get off the ship!"

"Sorry, Mr. Riddle." Captain Jack had to interrupt Old Tom's cheerfulness. He spoke very fast, leaving no chance for Old Tom to interrupt him, "I have never seen the boy you are referring to, I've only seen the one next to him."

Old Tom raised his head, his eyes dimmed in an instant, the cigarette butt in his mouth slipped, and quickly burned a hole in his suit jacket, but he seemed to feel nothing, still limp on the bench.

Captain Jack hurriedly got up and took off the cigarette butt, looked at the old Tom who was hundreds of times more emaciated than before, shook his head, sighed, went to the shelf in the captain's cabin, took a bottle of whiskey, filled two glasses and brought it to the table, expressing sympathy He said calmly, "Mr. Riddle, is it convenient to tell us about you? Even if I haven't met him, I can help you inquire about him in the future."

"Okay." Old Tom picked up the wine on the table, drank it down, and then coughed violently. After a while, he wiped his mouth and struggled to speak with a blushing face:

"When I was young, the conditions in my family were very good. My father was a well-known squire in the local area, and I relied on my family background and my pretty good looks. Debt." He lit another cigarette, showing reminiscence, coughing and talking, "On the hill opposite our village, there lived a shabby family. At that time, I somehow got married to their eldest daughter. Together."

"Is she the boy's mother?" Captain Jack asked curiously, stroking his back to help him breathe, and filled him with wine again.

"That's right, thinking about it now, that's right...their family's conditions are very poor, and she doesn't know much about herself. She's just a very ordinary village woman, and she looks very... and I'm sorry. But I was like a madman at that time, I love her with all my heart, and the family sent people to look for me, but they didn’t see me, and my mother fell ill because of it.” Old Tom swallowed, picked up his glass and took another sip, “Until one day, I suddenly woke up. Now, you may not understand that feeling, like returning to reality from a weird dream, and then can't tell the difference between dream and reality. That morning, I woke up and walked to the restaurant in the small apartment we rented , When I saw her face, it was not the face I was obsessed with at all, replaced by the disgust and nausea that should be in normal situations, I knew it, I woke up."

"Oh." Although Captain Jack didn't understand what he was saying, it didn't prevent him from hearing that the man in front of him was an out-and-out scum. He didn't want to judge others too much, but just listened to gossip.

"That morning, I suppressed my distaste for her ordinary, somewhat ugly face, and stuffed food into my mouth. Suddenly, she told me that she was pregnant..." Old Tom took a big gulp of whiskey and turned his face. His chest was flushed red, and he held his head in pain, "I ran away. Even now, I hate her, I think she must have used some shameful means to me to make me fall in love with her, even if I Choose now, and I'll run away too."

"It's human, it's human..." Although Captain Jack despised him for abandoning his orphans and widows, he still followed his words.

"Then I went home and it took a year to recover from that nightmare. You may not imagine that a relationship can be a nightmare for a person, but for me, it was years of constant nightmares in the middle of the night. tormenting evil spirit.” Old Tom looked terribly distressed, “Two months after returning home, my family arranged a marriage for me to marry the niece of the bishop of our diocese, that is, my wife, and soon she I got pregnant and gave birth to my baby girl...she is such a lovely elf."

Old Tom had a happy smile on his face, but suddenly interrupted his happiness with a nervous roar. He took out a photo from his breast pocket and put it on the table, and begged Captain Jack in a tone that was several times more urgent than before. "Lola, my precious daughter Laura, you must have seen her after traveling all these years, right?"

"I'm rich, I have a lot of money, if you help me find her, I can give you a lot, a lot, enough money to buy such a ship!" He reached out and grabbed Captain Jack's sleeve, tremblingly Said, "Eight...eight years ago, she was abducted by human traffickers. You, you must have seen her."

"I'm sorry... I know you're rich." Captain Jack struggled to take his hand off his arm. It's hard to imagine that this haggard man still has such strength. Maybe it was God's punishment for abandoning his first child! He made the sign of the cross on his chest, and shook his head, "If it was abducted by human traffickers, 80% of them are still in the UK. I went overseas, and I have never seen her."

"Really..." Old Tom lost all his strength in an instant, and slumped on the chair again. He picked up the glass and poured wine into his mouth. The pale yellow whiskey flowed down the corner of his mouth, making the neckline muddy. He opened his mouth like a dried salted fish, "Eight years ago, she was abducted by human traffickers. I spent eight years looking for her. My wife also became ill because of this incident, and passed away the year before... until Last year I heard the news that I found the trafficking gang that was running around in Hangleton. They have been arrested. I asked someone to interrogate them. They said... They said that my Laura disappeared several years ago, maybe , maybe... woo woo woo."

He covered his face and cried bitterly again. Captain Jack felt a little strange. He kept talking about his daughter, but at first he was looking for a boy, so he asked, "Then this boy..."

"Oh..." Old Tom calmed down for a while, and then he said slowly, "I'm dying... I need an heir to inherit my family business, I also need a blood relative to inherit the blood of the family, I also need him ...to continue looking for his sister after my death."