My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 72

　　Nar:

I have received your letter. Don't worry. Mettle found the question mark on the first day of school (though I don't know how she found it), but in short, it's very comfortable now, even A lap of fat.

　　 Our courses this semester are very relaxing. Many of the contents are what you told me before. I even suspect that you have the foresight to leave school for a long time, and I should go with you.

　　 I still can't understand why Christian was assigned to Gryffindor. She should belong to Slytherin, or maybe it's because she was from Muggle? But the longer I stay in Slytherin, the more I feel that many pure-blood wizards are not as talented as I imagined. Some people are even stupid, guarding the old history and family crest, but they don't know that they have already corrupted those things. .

Having said that, I can tell you the good news. I seem to have found my origin, but it is different from what I imagined. The Muggle matriarch I thought was actually a wizarding family. On the first day of returning to school, Alphad trespassed into the forbidden forest. The behavior involved a lot of people, and I was also punished to clean up the school's trophy showroom. Can you imagine how much dust would accumulate in a room with hundreds of thousands of trophies if it was not cleaned all the year round? However, in the place where the trophy was placed a long time ago, I found a student named Gunter. He may be my ancestor. At present, I have some eyebrows. I will tell you when I fully find out.

　　 Yesterday Minerva McGonagall and Felius Flitwick found me. Dumbledore didn't seem to tell anyone what happened that day.

"You will write to Nelson and tell him that people should do the right things at the right time, and the best thing you should do is study hard! Have you only learned a few magics? Do you dare to go to Europe? You don't know where. Are you at war? I really misunderstood you! Don't come back!"

The above paragraph is her original remark. She lashed out at your choice to give up school and leave school. Seriously, I also think your decision is stupid, but only we know the inner story. It can be seen that she is still I care about you very much. As for Flitwick, he just asked me about your current situation, but all I know is that you left your cat in school. He said that he would write to you in person afterwards. It seems there is something important.

　　 McGonagall also said, even if you are drifting away, don't forget your identity as a Hogwarts student, let alone give up studying. She has prepared some books, and I will send them to you with this letter.

Many people in the school are talking about you. They don't know if you will come back. At least those guys who need to copy your homework to pass are the "Dark Lords" who sincerely miss them. Alphad said you are like this. The behavior is very cool. This is a rebellion against tradition and a deconstruction of the rigid education system. I didn't understand what he was saying, but his original words were like this. According to him, the last one at Hogwarts did not finish his studies. The person who dropped out is called Newt Scamander, and you can exchange ideas with him.

　　 Oh, yes, everyone misses you very much. If you need any help, please write to me as soon as possible.

　　Tom

　　 September 10, 1939

Nelson sat cross-legged on the bed, with a stack of envelopes on his hand, and was opening the thickest one to read. This letter was sent with a package, and the little owl was exhausted enough to choke the little owl. After reading Tom's letter, he was awkward. He smiled, stuffed it back into the envelope, and unpacked the package again.

"Well, "Deformation Details", I have read this one, but there is also Minervsenpai's notes on it. Let me see if this is, eh? "Human Deformation"... I'll read this one later. It's too early to watch now."

He opened the package, and a few old and heavy books fell out of it. It seemed that they were new years old, and their previous owners should have cherished the books. At the bottom is a book "Cutting-edge Transfiguration", which Nelson used to read. I've seen it in the forbidden book area of ​​the library, but McGonagall gave him a copy. It was a great gift. He opened the catalog and a small yellowed page in the book fell off.

　　 Nelson looked down, and it read: "Animagus Detailed Explanation." This aroused his great interest. He picked up the pamphlet and flipped it, but found that it couldn't be opened. He picked up the spell on the bedside and knocked on the cover.

　　 "The prototype appears."

"Nelson, look at this after reading those books. I think you don't want to become a new species forever." The pamphlet turned to the first page, and Minerva McGonagall's serious face peeked from the paper. Coming out and staring at Nelson fiercely, she said again: "Nelson, I think your behavior of giving up your studies is extremely stupid and irresponsible to yourself, you have to know that in me—"

"Pop!" Nelson closed the booklet, and McGonagall's remaining sentences were swallowed back. He felt the booklet in his hand still struggling to open it, so he tucked it under the mattress, "Thank you so much. Have you become Professor McGonagall so early?"

The rest of the letters are almost the same. Almost all my friends came to care for myself. There was only one exception. On a piece of parchment, only one sentence was written: "Well done!"-This is from Aberfors. For him.

Nelson coded the stack of letters carefully, and received it in a drawer treasuredly, and slightly decorated his empty bookshelf with those books, then walked to the window and looked down at the prosperous magic city-New. Mongad.

　　 Yesterday Grindelwald seemed to be just to show him up, and sent him here after the speech in the cemetery. Grindelwald did not make any demands on him, did not issue any tasks to him, and did not ask for anything. He just took Nelson through the streets and alleys of Newmontgard before the night came. He introduced him to the facilities and customs here.

He didn't stop until he reached a blackstone tower in the north of the city. This is the largest library in Newmontgard. The collection may not be as precious as Hogwarts, but it is rich enough. They come from all over the world. , Including all categories of magic and non-magic, astronomy, geography, humanities history, natural science, up to the most advanced group magic, down to the most common kitchen cleaning, you can find the corresponding library here.

"Nar, your room is on the top floor. It was originally designed as a librarian's room, but all the public facilities in Newmondgard don't require an administrator, so you just need to live in peace of mind. "

　　 After that, he took Nelson's arm and the apparition moved to the top of the tower.

The room is clean and tidy. In addition to the bedroom, the living room, bathroom, kitchen, and dining room are all available. There are many powerful protective charms around. Although it is not luxurious, a small suite is enough to be in troubled times. It's a corner in Zhongpian.

　　 Nelson looked up at the wall clock on the wall. It was eleven o'clock in the morning. He packed up and prepared to go downstairs to eat.

　　 I have to say that Grindelwald is not caring about caring for people. He considered all aspects of Nelson living alone, but he did not consider that he would not apparate.

　　 By the time Nelson walked downstairs, he had already fought twice, and his legs were distracted by the dozen or so stairs.

　　 "A...er, wizards from all over the world unite the set meal, what is this?" Sitting in the deck of the restaurant downstairs, Nelson asked with the menu.

　　 "German stewed sauerkraut with pork knuckle, Mr. Wiltening." The waiter replied.

　　 "Do you know me? Then share this." Nelson looked up at the waiter's strange face, and continued to search the menu carefully, "One more cup of this...

　　 "Sorry, it is an alcoholic beverage."

　　 "Well, this, our minds are invincible, is this okay?"

　　 "Yes, this is apple juice."

"Then we need a package of wizards from all over the world, plus a cup of our minds." Nelson took out two gold coins from his pocket and placed them on the table, calling the waiter who was putting away the menu and utensils. Can I pay the bill? I live near here, and I will deduct the money I saved in advance for future meals."

"No, Mr. Wiltening, Lord Grindelwald has already paid for all the expenses in Newmontgard for you. The merchant only needs to pay the bill at the end of the month." The waiter smiled and shook his head, "Before serving During this period of time~www.mtlnovel.com~ do you need newspaper or magazine play time?"

　　 "Okay." Nelson took back the gold coin, shrugged, and said to the waiter, "Give me a copy of Action Comics. It's better to have previous issues."

　　 "Sorry sir, I haven't heard of this publication."

　　 "The Daily Prophet, thank you."

　　 After a while, the waiter brought a big stick of apple juice and a thick newspaper. After thanking Nelson, he spread the newspaper on the table and glanced roughly at the news he was interested in.

　　 "Why is today's newspaper so thick?" While he sipped "Our thoughts are invincible", he flipped through the newspaper. A stack of differentiated paper fell on the table. Nelson picked it up. "There is a supplement."

　　 "The public trial of Albus Percival Woolfrick Brian Dumbledore by Wiesen Gamer will be held in three days."

　　 Nelson was shocked, he quickly flipped through the stack of unusually thick special editions, even ignoring the flow of apple juice on his chin.

　　 "Ding Dong." The doorbell of the hotel rang, and an old voice rang, "A set meal for the hometown of honor, a cup of tea, thank you."

　　The new guest went to sit down opposite Nelson. He looked up and saw that Andre's scarred face was showing a narrow smile, which looked very hideous.

"Mr. Karkaroff, I have found you." He craned his neck and glanced at the newspaper, and said with a grin, "Master Grindelwald let us take you with you in the future, lest you stay here alone is too boring. "

　　 "Is there anything I need to do?"

"Not really, it's nothing." Andre handed over a tissue and looked at the newspaper in Nelson's hand. "It looks like you are very interested in Dumbledore's trial. Do you want to go see it together?" "

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