My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 117 Not only did I find your uncle, I also found your father
With her hands behind her back, Luo Lian bowed slightly, tilted her head and glanced behind the two of them. The big red bow was bouncing, and her long golden hair fluttered in the air. She looked like an elf in the morning light, smart and cute, and independent of the world.

"The tram is nice."

She admired, Nelson and Newt followed her into the manor, and the door slowly closed behind them.

"It is said that this is the route that Grindelwald opened up specially for you."

Leaning against the gate of the castle, White reached out and took off Nelson's hat. She held a grass stalk in her mouth, and the emerald green leaves trembled in the air.

"It's really good." Nelson agreed with Lori Ann, rubbed his shoes on the doormat, took off his coat, handed it to White, and walked into the castle, "I suggest Hogwarts or other things in the future The magic school uses mechanical owls to send letters, which is both classical and modern."

"Hehe." White covered her mouth and smiled, put down her hands to pick up Nelson's coat and was about to put it on the coat rack in the concierge, but this movement froze at the very beginning. She shook the clothes in her hand and pulled Nelson asked, "How much stuff do you put in your pockets?"

"Sorry, sorry," Newt followed Lori Ann to the garden to look at the caterpillars. Nelson showed an embarrassed smile full of apology, took his coat from White and hung it up with his own hands, and took out the notebook and wand from his pocket He held it in his arms, leaned his cane aside, and followed White upstairs, "I basically carry my belongings with me."

"Do all of you Hogwarts students have this problem?" White thought of Newt's suitcase.

"That's not true. Maybe the students who don't enroll halfway have this problem. You know, we hang out outside and feel very insecure." Nelson laughed and asked, "You've been living with Lori Ann these days. together?"

"Yeah, she and I are good sisters." White raised his eyebrows, "You should understand that people with outstanding looks will always attract each other."

"I have no doubts about this." Nelson and White tacitly forgot about Andre. He raised his head and looked at a patched hideous crack on the wall of the promenade connecting the foyer and banquet hall of the castle, and asked with some concern. Said, "Doesn't this house shake normally? I'm worried about the professionalism of Zweig's construction team."

"Don't worry, magic... Don't always think of yourself as a Muggle, you have to know that a wizard just sticks it with a patch, and it is much stronger than the mud mixed by a Muggle for a long time." White sneered, "Oh my God, If you hadn’t mentioned this, I would have almost forgotten about Zweig.”

"Memory matters."

Nelson shrugged and walked upstairs along the stairs. Looking down from the window, Newt was still studying caterpillars in the vegetable field. Lori Ann stood beside him and said something. The puppy in his arms was a little scared and buried his head into her arms, leaving only a short tail dangling stiffly outside.

"It's called killing caterpillars to scare Dinkas." Nelson looked back and walked into the living room at the top of the tower.

Because Newt got up late, it was almost noon now, White walked to Nelson, took the notebook and threw it on the coffee table in the living room, put his elbow on his shoulder, pushed him to the kitchen, and muttered , "Come and help me cook, just to show you your cooking skills."

Nelson's culinary skills can only be described as full of imagination. He commanded the knife to butcher potatoes, onions and carrots, cut them into individual dices, and threw them into the pot for a hodgepodge, carelessly throwing seasonings and Diced meat, but I have to say, the taste is pretty good.

Nelson opened a bottle of red wine and was about to pour it into the stew. After thinking about it, he poured himself a glass and tasted the taste.

"Well, it's not expired..." Nelson drank the red wine in the glass, and two red clouds appeared on his face instantly. He poured the remaining bottle of wine into the pot, smacking his lips, feeling a little Unfinished business.

"Why don't you leave? There were so many good opportunities before?" White leaned against the kitchen door, holding a piece of rosemary that Nelson had just washed in his mouth, and asked like a repeater, "I have to come back, this time again It's hard to go."

"Why should I leave? I have a good time here. I have food and drink and I don't have to pay for it myself-but you, why don't you leave by yourself?" Nelson found an apron and wrapped it around himself. It took several times to tie it up. This vest and shirt were just washed last night. Before he returned to the case, he continued to butcher a ham, and suddenly he talked more, "You always persuade me to leave quickly, but I didn't The reason why I have to go is that I have to pay for my daily meals on Grindelwald’s account, and I can go to the library when I go out, and I can travel around.”

"He's your enemy! Don't you have any—"

"Yeah, so what?" Nelson put the sliced ​​ham on the coals, turned to look at White, his whole face turned red, "Do you think I can take revenge or something? I tried my best A sneak attack would probably only cause him some nosebleeds, so why bother? If I could beat him, I would fight him right now, but I can't... White, it's just the two of us now, we Another type of person, so I can tell you that I had an enemy before, but I was stronger than him, so I turned around and killed him, do you understand?"

"Is that why you left Hogwarts?" White saw Nelson, who was holding a knife and blushing, as if he had met him for the first time, and took a step back, "Not something that hit Dumbledore or something reason."

"It's not important, and I don't want to quibble, but I still think that person deserves to die." Nelson hiccupped, smelling of alcohol in his mouth, seeing White's appearance, he shrugged helplessly, turned around and held the fork Turning the ham over, he continued, "The important thing is that I have nowhere to go now. I don't know much more about the wizarding world than Muggles. The world is so big that I can only stay here."

"Don't you care about the hatred between you and Grindelwald at all?"

"Of course I care, but it's still the same sentence—so what?" Nelson began to load the plates, and said in a calm tone, "I grew up in a Muggle family and lived in an orphanage in London all year round. My mana is low. And I don’t know anything about what happened that year. Each of you told me that I had a grudge against Grindelwald, but no one ever told me what kind of grudge it was. Did he do it himself? Did he direct his subordinates to do it? Did he force the enemy to do it? I really know nothing! And Grindelwald was the one who witnessed it back then. If I could stay here, I would be able to figure out the truth, at least let me know who the enemy is Who, I can become stronger faster than in school. If you want me to take revenge, this is the fastest shortcut. Learn from the most powerful dark wizard in history, and then use what you have learned to take revenge. "

"Sorry... Nelson, I didn't know—"

"It's okay, I don't know anything," Nelson put the ham aside, picked up a huge cauliflower, and suddenly asked about lunch, "Will Andre come to eat? If he wants to come I cut it all up."

Seeing White nodding his head, Nelson split the whole cauliflower in half and dealt with the half first. He inserted several kitchen knives hanging on the wall into the dish, walked to the side and waved his wand, and continued to say to White, "Say Really, I didn't call him 'Master Grindelwald', what are you worried about? I think you and Barry are really a match made in heaven. He wants to complete the task but is arrested by various people every day. You always persuade him I ran and shut myself up here."

"I signed an unbreakable oath with Grindelwald." White lowered his head desolately, "I can't really betray him, unless at the cost of my own life, but I suspect... even if I abandon my life, it will be difficult to hurt him." He, Grindelwald is too powerful."

"I remember that unbreakable vows can only be made when both parties are completely voluntary." Nelson, who has many versions, has not forgotten his art of speaking. This little science made White choke.

"Well, people change. You must have been deceived in the past." Nelson scratched his head and asked, "Can you come over and help me chop the other half of the vegetable? I feel a little..."

"... sleepy." Nelson closed his eyes and fell to the ground with a "bang".

……

"Are you awake?" Nelson opened his eyes in a daze, and heard someone calling him, "Go and wash up, come and eat if you feel like it, or you will have to eat leftovers if you don't wake up."

Nelson cleared his mind, moved to the bathroom to clean himself, and sat down at the table covering his head.

"Did you poison me?" Picking up the fork, he stared at White.

"No, the wine bottle is flying in." White shook his head with a smile, reached out to catch an empty wine bottle that was spinning, and leaned in front of Nelson, "Do you know what you drank? You were cooking and fell asleep suddenly. caught."

"What?" Nelson took the bottle and read the label on it. Neither of them mentioned what happened in the kitchen. "Isn't this red wine? I only had one glass... Oh, what is this?"

"There are a lot of euphoria in it, and a little water of life and death." White helped him finish the rest of the sentence, "This is a drink to enliven the atmosphere of the banquet. I bought it at the liquor store yesterday. You can drink a big glass by yourself. Definitely going to sleep."

"I poured that bottle into this pot of stew," Nelson pointed to the half pot of stew left on the table, muttering, "Why is there life and death water in the drinks that enliven the atmosphere of the banquet, and fell asleep What kind of atmosphere is there?"

"It's okay, the medicine won't be effective after boiling, and I have to say it tastes good," Nelson saw Andre next to White, and nodded as a greeting, and listened to him continue, "As for why... You're still young, you'll know later."

"As long as you can eat it." Nelson moaned and picked up the big spoon on the table and scooped the stew into his bowl.

"Can you tell me what happened in the kitchen?" Newt smiled teasingly. He poked a piece of carrot out of the bowl with a fork and pointed at the bumpy spot on it. "It's a penetrating wound...here, The murderer cut it with a blunt knife and did not cut it off, then made another cut, and found that the cut was still continuous, so he changed the position...here..."

"Hahaha, Nelson, you are so cruel." Lori Ann's laugh seemed to be hit by this joke, she burst out laughing, lying on the table while laughing and patting the table.

"Eat, eat quickly, everyone." Nelson buried his face in the bowl and smiled awkwardly.

After drinking and eating, Andre took out a newspaper and threw it in Nelson's arms.

"what?"

"That little friend of yours is looking for Lord Grindelwald?" Andre held his teeth from a toothpick, grinned at Nelson, and motioned him to read the newspaper.

"Which of my little friends? Tom?" Nelson was a little puzzled, but he still opened the newspaper, "What is he looking for Grindelwald?"

On the second page of the Parisian daily, the advertising notice page, a missing person notice is printed there alone, which is particularly eye-catching:

[Looking for:
Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald (two performance artists who have appeared in Paris), please contact the newspaper or Mr. Tom Riddle.

Mailing address: XXXX Greater Hangleton XXXX]

"Hiss—" Seeing the words "Great Hangleton" in this missing person notice, Nelson understood what was going on. He gasped and simply covered his face with the newspaper.

"What's wrong?" Andre picked up a big spoon and poked Nelson curiously, and asked, "I remember his stage name is Gellert Grindelwald, why did he find himself? Art? But he looks quite rich, and this kind of layout is not cheap."

Andre has been busy making money recently and is very sensitive to money.

"You can't go into too much detail about this..." Nelson sighed. "Don't worry about it, Andre, this is a private matter... no, a family matter."

Nelson took out the class schedule. The latest "online class" is still two days away. He shook his head, looked at Newt, and asked, "Senior Newt, can you lend me an owl later? I might have to send a letter."

"Yes." Newt nodded, trying his best to hide the curiosity on his face.

"I'm going out for a while, I have something to do." Nelson stood up and ran downstairs to the porter.

"Nelson!" Lori Ann called to stop him, "Are you coming back later?"

"I'll be back in a minute."

"Okay, if you still want to hear me talk about that notebook today, just come to my room and find me later."

"Okay, sorry!"

"Nelson! You can Apparate!" Unfortunately, Newt's shout was not heard by Nelson.

Nelson ran downstairs, ran to the foyer and grabbed his coat and cane. Before he could put them on, he raised his cane while holding the clothes, and called the name of the priestess.

……

Pushing open the door, Nelson took out the double-sided mirror used for online classes from the bedside table, and called Tom's name.

Soon, the mirror responded, and wavy stripes rippled from the center to the surroundings.

"Tom, I not only found your uncle, I even found your father!"

(End of this chapter)