My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 365

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"Adele, do you want to go to the magic school? How old are you now?"

Tom squatted in front of the little girl, gently stroking her soft long hair. After cleansing, her muddy hair color finally showed its true face. It was golden as bright as the sun, shimmering in the bright sunshine. With the glittering brilliance, her blonde hair was darker than Nelson, and if Adele, Nelson, and Grindelwald stood side by side, it would be a bright gradient.

They were standing at the feet of the statue of the deceased at the moment, and the generous palm of the old postman raised to his forehead blocked Adele from the venomous sun.

In front of the statue, an old magic wand-shaped obelisk with a ring from the Gunter family stood quietly. At the top of the obelisk, a silver flag flutters in the wind, and the names of the 1,360 people are densely engraved on the stele.

"Don't talk to me like this, I'm not a kid."

Adele wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfiedly. After Zweig's careful training, her complexion has improved a lot, her vocal cords have recovered to health, and the crisp voice of a girl oriole can be seen again.

But when Zweig asked if she wanted to heal the scars on the face, she shook her head and refused.

Although she said something unkind, Tom just thought she was cute. Under Adele's struggle, he completed the action of rubbing his hair satisfactorily, and highly recommended Nelson to rub it too.

"I'm not so boring." Nelson curled his lips and stretched out his hand, squeezing Adele's blonde hair.

"Nelson, can you lend me your magic wand?" Adele didn't resist at all when Nelson squeezed her hair. She even stood on tiptoe to make it easier for Nelson to squeeze. She tugged at Nelson's sleeve. , Whispered, "I don't have a magic wand."

"I'll buy you one in two days." Nelson felt good in the hand, and then secretly squirmed, feeling Adele still tugging his sleeve, he lowered his head and asked, "Do you want it now?"

"Yeah." Adele nodded.

"What are you going to do?" Nelson took out three wands without hesitation, raised them in front of Adele, and shook them at her. "Which one do you want?"

Adele stretched out his hand and took the central black walnut wand that had belonged to Nelson in the first place.

"What does she want to do?"

Tom intervened, walked over to Nelson, and watched Adele wielding his wand awkwardly.

The mud on the ground that had been trampled on by the crowd was glued together under the trembling manipulation of Adele, and soon formed a small hill like a mud embryo.

"What a cute little snowman."

After Adele turned around and glared at him, Tom dismissed his boss, only to see that it was a human figure kneeling on the ground.

Adele worked hard to shape the shape of the mud embryo like plasticine. With her efforts, the dynamics of the mud embryo became clearer and clearer, although the shape was still very abstract.

"Not bad," Tom said, "Gnar is even playing real mud at your age."

Nelson began to seriously consider the plan to bury Tom in mud.

"But I...I can't change my face." The little girl was a little anxious, even crying.

"I'll help you." Tom smiled and drew his wand. "Whose face do you want it to be against? Piqueley?"

"Become..." Adele lowered her head and fell into entanglement. She hated everyone in the group of criminals deeply, but there was only one face of the statue. Her gaze wandered over the face of the wizard in the camp. Then, sweeping over the representatives of various countries who are still in the meeting, sweeping Grindelwald and Dumbledore who don't know what they're talking about in the corner, sweeping the orderly saints who are arranging the surroundings of the statue, sweeping the group of plague chickens The American Auror, who was also in the corner, couldn't find his favorite target.

"I." Norton II appeared on crutches, bent down, placed the crutches on his feet, waved to disperse the subordinates who wanted to help him, bent one leg, and knelt down in front of Adele with difficulty, making the two of them She was as tall as she could look straight into her eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Sorry, my child, for making you suffer so much in my country."

Adele's eyes dodge like a deer. Although he harbors anger towards the American wizard, when a living American wizard approaches her, her eyes still show the fear of a child.

Norton II looked at her dodging eyes and dropped his hand to her lonely.

"I can arrange for you to study in Ifamuni, child, I promise that no one will hurt you again." Norton II said sincerely, "I swear in the name of my father, His Majesty Norton I."

Adele just kept shaking his head, this panicked look deeply hurt Norton II's heart.

"Let me be a sinner kneeling here," he sighed helplessly and waved his wand. His remorseful but calm face appeared on the top of the crude statue, "I should do the same for them."

Tom pulled the terrified Adele and left here in silence.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to be like this." Nelson stretched out his hand and held Norton II's arm, trying to pull him up, "You have nothing to do with things here."

He and Norton II can be regarded as acquaintances, and Norton II helped him a lot when he was studying abroad in Ifamoni a few years ago.

"No, thank you, Mr. Williams," Norton II declined Nelson's kindness. "Let me kneel here... How do you know that I am innocent?"

"You still live soberly in the world. This is the evidence. They are fair and will only punish those who have directly or indirectly hurt themselves."

"You are wrong," Norton II shook his head and said, "I am the emperor of this country. Although no one admits it, even though I am actually the director of the International Affairs Department, I should be responsible for them. I don't know. Love, inaction, and acting for a tiger are no different. I am the one who deserves the most share of these sins."

Nelson was quite shocked, he retracted his hand extended to Norton II, straightened his waist and stood still, taking off his hat in salute.

"Your country will surely be bright under your leadership."

"I can't guarantee this." Norton II closed his eyes and leaned on the shoulder of his statue. Nelson nodded and walked away quickly.

Norton II just knelt on one leg in the hot sun, like a proud tin soldier, no one would bother him.

After a long time, when he was almost exhausted from the sun, he finally waved his hand and stood up with the help of his subordinates. He gritted his teeth and looked at the statue of his humiliation. Finally he couldn't hold back the "His Majesty the Emperor". She gave an order bitterly, "Find craftsmen and let them all kneel here for me! It's really shameful to ruin our country's children so badly!"

"Your Majesty, who are you talking about?"

"Millhouse! Pierce! And Piqueley!" Norton II, waving his crutches, added viciously, "No! Put them all in me here! Everyone on trial! If sentenced Shorter than life, I want them to see the ugly appearance of kneeling here as soon as they wake up! If the sentence is longer than life, bury them under their own statue! Find me the best sculptor, I must do it To restore it perfectly! Build roads for me here, and erect monuments for me here! I want everyone who passes by here to see what good things these **** dog things have done!"

"Your Majesty, does this harm our country's image?" the subordinate asked cautiously, "After all, this is not a glorious thing..."

"The image of our country..." Norton II read the words of his subordinates, as if he had heard a word that he had never seen before. After a while, he raised his head and asked with a blank expression, "Do we still have that kind of thing? "

"His Majesty…"

"No! No more! Not at all! Millhouse has lost the face of Congress. What kind of national image do we have!" Norton II grabbed the collar of his subordinates and roared, "That The same newspaper as the slogan on it was sent to all over the world! All over the world!"

Others in the camp have forgotten about here, after seeing that it was the speaker of the interim and His Majesty the emperor who was angry,

"Sorry, I have lost my temper. It has nothing to do with you. I angered you." Norton II sighed. "Do as I said. If you still want the image of the country you said, you can only be honest about our sins. here we go…"

"Yes, Your Majesty," the subordinate lowered his head. For the first time, he recognized the leader who was thinking about clocking in and getting off work, and said in a deep voice, "You are our well-deserved Emperor."

"Seriously, if my sister can be half as cute as her, then Merlin would really bless her."

Tom now sees how Adele really likes it—a strong heart hidden under his beautiful hair and a frail appearance, much stronger than his unlucky sister—think of Christian, Tom's chest Pain like myocardial infarction.

At the moment they are standing on the pier in Boston Bay, waiting for the next cruise ship to set off. Although tragedies or comedies are happening all the time, people who come out of the play have to move forward.

Seagulls wandered behind in the blue sea. From time to time, gleaming silver fish sprang out of the water. The boatman and travellers admired this quiet picture without noticing that they were in other people's paintings.

Nelson wore the white coat he came with, and his outfit hardly changed, but Tom changed into a close-fitting black suit—he was more particular, and liked to change clothes every day when he was out.

When they disembarked, they were two people, but when they left, there was a small figure in a red cloak among them. Adele was holding Nelson's clothes corner with one hand and Tom with the other, like a crystal ball. The delicate green eyes reflect the sea water-with Zweig's help, these beautiful eyes are kept, but under the eyes, the hideous black bloodshot still reveals the murderous intent. Tom likes these eyes very much. Use him "It's like the emeralds I keep in my wallet."

Nelson nodded to the saints who were hiding in the crowd and took out three tickets from his pocket.

"Merlin bless? You'd better not let Merlin bless your family," Nelson took out a copy of "Merlin, Governing the Country and Anbang, But Home Fire?" Nelson took out of his pocket. ", threw it to Tom, and said, "Young man, I suggest you read more books. Merlin's sister Morgan Leffey has been playing with him for a lifetime."

"Don't say this in front of the little girl." Tom's expression seemed to say "I want a face too", he took the book and hid it in his pocket, "Speaking of which, where are we going next?"

"Go find a boat, Tom, Helbo's last Horcrux is on a boat." A glimmer of cold flashed in Nelson's eyes, "I will be able to get rid of the stubborn gangrene of this world right away. I'm so excited and excited. "

"What is Helbo?" Adele asked in a low voice.

"That's an old bastard," Tom explained patiently, rubbing the top of her head, "the bad guys wanted to study a certain piece of his soul, but it was eventually destroyed by Gnar."

"It should be." Nelson waved his hand humbly, bent down, and asked softly, "Adele, what is your full name? Is there any middle name? I'll give it to Professor Dumbledore when I get on the boat. Write a letter, I think Hogwarts will welcome you very much."

"Don't you know?" Tom raised his eyebrows. "Oh, those memories were erased by them."

"Yeah, but everyone underestimates me," Nelson rubbed his heart. "I can bear it much better than they thought."

"Adele Wiltening."

Adele tugged at the corner of Nelson's clothes and whispered.

Nelson lowered his eyes. When saving Adele, he once said, "Your parents are doing well." However, when sorting out the dead, the names of her parents were also listed.

"Actually, Riddle...oh, Merlin's sister, this surname is really ugly, it sounds like a riddler." Tom tried to liven up the atmosphere, but was overwhelmed by his surname, waved his hands again and again, as if to drive harassment Like the horsefly, "Forget it."

"Wiltening is good and recognizable. If you get lost, I can find you soon." Nelson smiled and rubbed Adele's hair and said, "You will be my family from now on, and I will There are many friends, everyone is your family."

"I won't get lost. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Dumbledore doesn't think you have an extra daughter on your trip to the United States?" Tom's thoughts suddenly began to diverge, as if Godric Gryffindor was fabricating the upper body of Alphard who led the goblin rebellion in the history of magic exam. "No, the age gap is too small. You will never have a daughter when you are five years old? Or a sister who has been separated for many years. Tsk tsk, you have a sister, and I also have one, but my sister is too Don't worry, why not let me come—"

"Tom," Nelson interrupted his divergence, "Professor Dumbledore knew who she was, and he provided the Phoenix tears for internal injuries."

"Poor Fox," Tom curled his lips, "Dumbledore must have read a lot of Shakespeare to him."

"It may also be the love tragedy of two phoenixes." Nelson was infected by Tom, and even started to spread.

"Woo..."

The siren sounded on the pier, and people from the shipping company were running around holding a paper tube horn, loudly informing passengers to get on the bus. Compared with the dullness when coming, the sound of the siren when leaving became clearer and brighter, leaving the south. The seagulls stranded in the moving team also fluttered their wings, groping for the south direction in the crisp accompaniment.

"Let's go." Nelson grabbed the sleeve of Adele's cloak, carrying a large box and a small box in his other hand.

"That's right," Tom said suddenly, picking up the suitcase on the ground, "Do you think this is enough for me to show my face on the chocolate frog picture?"

Behind them, thirty-one people are waving goodbye under the leadership of the teacher. When the boat sails, they will return to their long-lost life.

Chapter end