My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 13 Tom's Party

"Nal, where have you been, waiting for you." Nelson found a well-dressed Tom at the door of the Transfiguration class, wearing a brand-new robe, an emerald tie, and a silver tie. The clip was slightly exposed from the bottom of the neckline of the robe, the hair was neatly combed and glowing, and even the eyebrows were carefully trimmed, which was really beautiful.

"I went to the tower to send a letter, but I was caught by Professor Sykes on the way." Nelson spread his hands helplessly.

"Just use my owl and put it on the windowsill." Tom stretched out his hand to help Nelson organize his robes, frowned at the schoolbag he was carrying, and reached out to grab the schoolbag.

"I'll use yours next time," Nelson thought to himself that there was nothing in the bag anyway, so he took it off and handed it to Tom. "By the way, don't you want to name the owl?"

"Avery, take this!" Tom called to a blond boy, handing him his bag, slapping the folds of Nelson's shoulders, "an owl is an owl, what's the problem? Where's your cat? "

"I don't know, he only comes to me when he's hungry. I haven't seen him in almost a week, and I feel like he might think I'm an idiot." Nelson stretched and walked into the classroom with Tom.The classroom was cluttered with a crowd of first-year students, especially Slytherin, almost all of them—most of whom seemed to have become Tom fans for a month.Nelson was shocked to see so many freshmen breaking school rules and going out for a night out.
The tables in the classroom are arranged in a circle, and some drinks and pastries are placed on the table.

"I think so too." Tom straightened his clothes and walked towards the center from the gap in the circle.

……

"Classmates!" Tom walked into the center of the round table, clapping his hands and calling, the attention of the freshmen in the classroom was attracted, and they soon became quiet.

"Classmates, brothers, sisters!" Tom waved and saluted dynamically and gracefully, "I feel very lucky, very honored, to be here with you tonight, fellow Slytherin, Ravenclaw's Wise men, champions of Gryffindor and...Hufflepuff family."

"We are able to gather tonight because you have the potential to be great people," Tom opened and raised his arms, a flush of excitement on his pale face, "Know how to judge the situation and seize the opportunity... "

"Understand the applause." Nelson complained, and he sighed that Tom was extraordinary. This teenage boy had already aroused the interest of all the classmates, not only because of his handsome appearance and passionate speech, but also because of him These beautiful blueprints... Nelson looked around, everyone present was staring intently at Tom in the center, and their minds fluctuated with his words. It was not because of him that he was able to invite so many new students. Unparalleled charisma?In Nelson's mind, Tom's image is either an arrogant brat who grew up together, or a noseless bald head who just wants to live. It is really difficult to connect with this high-spirited person in front of him. He seems to have used a little magic. The breeze centered on him gently lifted the corner of his clothes, and the words of the wind were particularly clear in people's ears.

"...But the road to greatness is full of thorns and difficulties and obstacles. Presumably you must have encountered some small problems in life or study that can be easily solved by your ability in one month after entering the school, especially those like me. It's the same, a freshman with no foundation..."

"The big brother's eyes are almost on Tom's face..." Nelson looked at Avery who was standing at the door helping him with his bag. "This may be true love..."

"...All we need to help each other more! I propose that starting from me, everyone should help each other like family! Not only in study, but also in life, even after leaving school, we are still the closest family members! I suggest... …”

"He's always been able to incite." Looking at the classmates who sincerely applauded and listening to the impassioned speech in his ears, Nelson wanted to applaud Tom. A good comrade who is willing to help others without asking for anything in return... As the speech came to an end, Nelson also gave his applause along with the crowd.

"I suggest that we hold a mutual aid salon, and those who want to participate can come to Avery to sign." Nelson saw that many people had already started to line up at Avery's small wooden table at the door. There were a lot of greens in the queue. Nelson paid attention Many of the freshmen coming to other colleges have woken up from the speeches just now.

"How was my performance just now?" Tom saw Nelson sitting next to him, leaned over and took a bottle of pumpkin juice in front of him and drank it, "Bah, it's really bad."

"Yes, it's very handsome. It is estimated that many people will fall in love with you tonight."

"You don't see who I am." Tom raised his chin and stared at Nelson with his nostrils. "Are you coming? Helping a bunch of idiots with their homework or something." He lowered his voice and said the second half of the sentence.

"It's not that I can't help you, Tom." Nelson said he couldn't help. "I met Professor Sykes today and she warned me not to copy homework for Alphard."

"Okay..." Tom got up to leave, busy with his new little club.

Many people were very excited, and they were busy until one or two in the morning before people dispersed. Fortunately, they did not encounter any teachers, ghosts or staff on the way back to the dormitory.

It was already 02:30 in the morning when Nelson lay down on the bed. He looked at his watch, glanced at the schoolbag that Avery carried back and threw it in the corner, and pulled off the quilt and lay down under the quilt.

"Meow!—" With a sharp roar, Nelson lay down on the cat he hadn't seen in a week, and soon the two opened up and fought into the night.

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The next morning, there were far fewer people in the dining room compared to workdays, and it seemed that there were quite a few people who slept in. Strangely, many of the freshmen who had breakfast looked tired and yawned.

"Slytherin first-year students stay for a while," Professor Slughorn, the dean of Slytherin, sat down on the long table of Slytherin, and even more strangely, Professor Slughorn looked Tired too, yawning from time to time, Professor Slughorn, with dark circles under his eyes, told the other students to go first.Soon only the first-year Slytherins were sitting at the long table looking at each other in the dining room.

"It's so strange," Slughorn said, standing up, walking to the head of the table, and saying to the students at the table in mock surprise, "you're all here!"

"Do you know what happened? Mr. Carroll," he called Nelson's roommate by name, "can you tell me what strange things happened last night?"

"I don't know, Professor," said George Carroll, standing up and bowing his head, not knowing what was going on, but an apology was over.

"It looks like you don't know." Professor Slughorn looked at the blank faces under the podium and said, "Someone broke into the castle last night and cut a picture at the door of the Slytherin lounge. painting."

"Professor Sykes discovered the situation and called several teachers who could be contacted. We spent a lot of effort to set a very strict protection spell on the door of the Slytherin dormitory, especially the first-year dormitory. After that, there was no progress, and we were going to wake up a few students to ask about the situation."

"Because the first-year students' dormitory is closest to the door of the lounge, we are going to wake up a few first-year students, and then do you know what happened?" Professor Slughorn's dispirited spirit was high, and he called again. One person, "Parkinson, tell me, what happened?"

Dwight Parkinson had the same reaction as George.

"Don't you know? Then I'll tell you!" Slughorn shouted, his voice reverberating in the empty dining room, "our first-year freshman, we use all kinds of magic to strictly protect The first year of my life is not even in the dorms! Ever since I was a student at Hogwarts! Not even Gryffindor! I've never seen it before! It's so outrageous!"

"Collective violation of school rules!" Professor Slughorn snapped angrily, pointing to the four hourglasses behind the staff's long desk, "Look at the Slytherin hourglass! Only half left! I last night Had to deduct [-] points from every first-year student at my own college! With this kind of thing happening in my teaching career, I can't wait to deduct points from myself! Now can you tell me what happened?"

Slughorn stopped talking, and suddenly the whole restaurant fell silent.

Nelson felt Tom move beside him, he turned his head to look at Tom, glanced at the dean, raised his eyebrows, Tom gave him a restraining look, and then watched Tom move.

"Sorry, Professor." Tom stood up suddenly.

"Oh! Tom? Who are you?" Slughorn looked at the proud student, who earned Slytherin [-] points for his outstanding performance in his first class, and again in the second week of class. Answering the question of the super class correctly, he won his special reward - a small bottle of Fuling.

Slughorn was a little confused. In the eyes of almost all the teachers, Tom was a good student who obeyed the school rules, respected the teachers, and had excellent grades. Did he organize the group night tour?
"Sorry, Professor," Tom repeated. "I can't blame my classmates. I organized everyone's night tour."

"Tom." Professor Slughorn was stunned. He felt a little heady, but his preference for the best student made him realize that he couldn't question Tom in public like this, so he said, "Come with me to my office."

"You can go back now." Professor Slughorn turned and left, with Tom following him.

At the door, Slughorn turned and added, "Everyone write a note."

After the two left, the restaurant suddenly became noisy, and the classmates admired Tom even more and worried about him.

(End of this chapter)