My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 7

"The intelligence of these wizards really makes me sick." After leaving Ollivander's wand shop, Tom began to commit daily nausea again, "Why can a Jin Jialong be exchanged for seventeen syks or four hundred donats, obviously They have ten fingers, and their daily arithmetic is decimal."

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

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

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

The two walked into the pet store. The clerk on duty was a blond and slightly fat 30-year-old man. He saw two little ghosts in Muggle costumes coming in, and he moved his **** from the stool. Put it down.

　　 "The two little ghosts, the mouse is in the corner, and the snowy owl costs forty gallons, don't touch it."

　　 "What kind of attitude are you!" Tom had never felt this way before. He took out his wand and pointed at the clerk.

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

　　 Tom seemed to want to fight for reasons. Nelson saw that the situation was not good. The two eleven-year-olds who had just gotten their wands couldn't beat an adult wizard in any way. He took Tom out of the shop.

　　 "What!" Tom spit on the ground, he no longer cared about his former restraint, "He told me to get out, and he also said that I am a'mudblood'? What is a mudblood?"

Nelson had a headache on the side, comforting Tom while cursing bad luck. He was also very angry in his heart. The first time he came to Diagon Alley, he encountered this kind of slap in the face. The most sad thing was that he failed to pretend. Just got slapped in the face. Tom was still furious and kept asking, "What is a mudblood?"

"Mudblood is an insulting term for a pure-blooded wizard to a Muggle-born wizard. This is a very vicious word that can never be uttered from the mouth of an educated wizard." A calm male voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them. Nelson turned his head to see that it was Dumbledore.

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

　　 "Tom, Nelson, let's go, I invite you to eat ice cream," Dumbledore took them by the shoulders and took them out of here. "By the way, I would like to ask you to help."

"Let's go to the Shelton cold drink shop. Mr. Sheldon Fosco's ice cream is the most delicious in Britain." Dumbledore smiled and blinked at the two of them. Unpleasant things."

They walked to a cold drinks shop on the side of the street. There were a lot of customers. There was only an empty table outside the shop. Dumbledore took the two of them to sit down there. "Sheldon, three raspberry sundaes, 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 spoon, and Tom sat at the table, watching the sundae slowly Melting, his face solemn, the good mood of getting the beloved wand seemed to disappear.

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

Nelson nodded, and Dumbledore patted Tom on the shoulder again, "Born does not determine your future, Tom, your achievements will be limitless!" Tom nodded at Dumbledore with an ugly face, "eat it." , Tom, there is nothing in life more fascinating than sweets."

　　Tom picked up the spoon and poked the sundae slowly.

　　 "You guys rest here for a while, I'll do something, wait a moment." Dumbledore patted Tom on the shoulder again, this time with great strength, Nelson saw Tom tremble.

"Gnar, I'm not a Mudblood, am I?" Tom raised his lowered head when he saw Dumbledore leave. Gnar saw his face looked haggard after being denied. He was originally black. The jade-like eyes were flushed red, and he seemed to be holding back tears, but his eyes didn't seem to shed tears at all. Without lacrimal glands to secrete tears, his opened eyes became even redder.

　　 "Yes, Tom." Nelson hesitated for a moment. He didn't know whether to tell the Tom Gunter family. He knew that Tom urgently needed such news to cheer him up, but how could he explain that he knew the Tom family's past? "Yes, Tom, you are not."

　　 Hearing his friend's hesitant answer, Tom didn't know what he was thinking, "Yeah." 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 and sensitive young man.

"I just saw you with Professor Dumbledore. Are you a freshman at Hogwarts?" A voice broke in untimely, and Nelson looked up and saw a sturdy boy with a black flat head and dark gray eyes. "I am Alphad Black, a new born in Hogwarts." He carried a bird with a white snowy owl inside, and said excitedly.

　　 "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 to the side and found that it was Tom with a cold face. He seemed to have adjusted his mood, with a cool expression, holding the sundae and looking at the bird cage in Walburga's hand.

　　 "It's okay." Nelson also followed.

　　 "I take the liberty to ask, can we sit here? There is no more space in the Sheldon cold drink shop." Alphad's sister stared at Tom and said lightly.

"I will definitely go to Slytherin." Alphad mumbled vaguely with his mouth full of shaved ice. "My whole family is Slytherin, and eight generations of my ancestors are Slytherin. If I didn't enter Slytherin, My mother might scald my name from the genealogy."

"What are you talking about?" Walburga poked at his brother who was running the train, and cast apologetic glances at the two. Her name was Walburga Black, Alphad's relatives, Slytherin's third grader. Students, the two come from the ancient pure-blood family, the Black family.

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

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

　　 "Me?" Tom played with his spoon boredly, "A mudblood like me, I am afraid it is not worthy to go to Slytherin to study with a noble pureblood."

　　 "Ah?!" Walbuga was so surprised that the spoon fell to the ground. She faltered for a long time before squatting out: "You are so good, so... so handsome, surely you won't be Mudblood!"

"What's good about Slytherin?" Alphad interrupted. "Tom, you should go to Gryffindor. That's the best college in Hogwarts. Dumbledore is...why...what are you doing!" I got my sister's education again.

　　Tom then played with his spoon, his face gloomy.

"It's great, I will leave for a while, and you will find new friends!" The energetic voice suddenly squeezed in from the side. It was Dumbledore, who was carrying two cages. "Dangdang~ This is the beginning of school for you. gift."

　　 "Professor Dumbledore." The four said hello quickly.

"Hello—Nelson, this is for you." Dumbledore picked up the cage on the left hand side and handed it to Nelson. Inside UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is a British short with a ridiculous moustache, matching his face The pattern on his face looked like a question mark was drawn on his face, "Punch—" Nelson laughed when he saw the kitten. "I'll call you a question mark from now on." Nelson teased the kitten and said happily.

"Tom, this is for you." Tom looked up. Inside the cage was a brightly colored owl. Its face was surrounded by stripes and patterns. It looked very gorgeous. "It's called the streaked owl. It is a very rare owl. It has a bad temper, but it can send far away letters, and its mission must be fulfilled."

　　 Dumbledore stuffed 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 solemnly.

　　 "Hahaha!" Dumbledore laughed, and everyone laughed. Finally, Tom hugged the birdcage tightly and smiled.

　　 "Nal, you won't use your magic." Tom looked at the thick fog outside the train and expressed his doubts to Nelson.

　　 "I didn't! And I said it! It's not magic at all!" Nelson argued weakly.

　　 Alphad was beside him, and under the control of his sister, he tried his best to ask Tom to repeat what happened in Ollivander's wand shop.

At this moment they have been on the train to Hogwarts. For the whole month of August, Nelson and Tom lived at Aunt Bella's house, hiding in the room to practice magic, after a month of hard work, they had Reasons to believe that they will shine in the upcoming Hogwarts life.

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

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