My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 3 Nelson Williams

"Yes, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Dumbledore smiled at Tom. "Tom, you're a wizard."

"Magic?" Tom repeated softly. "Those abilities of mine are... magic?"

"What skills do you have?"

"Various!" Tom's tone became excited, and the feeling of being recognized and finding the same kind made him flush, and he couldn't help himself, "I can make things far away from me fly through the air, I can listen to Knowing the language of snakes, I can make people I hate hurt if I want to."

"It's not a good habit, Tom." Dumbledore looked serious.

"I know, but you understand..."

"I think you should call me 'Professor' or 'Sir'." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and instructed Tom.

"Oh, well, professor..." Tom said dryly, in a long tone, "you wouldn't mind stepping on an ant, would you?"

"Tom, casting magic on Muggles, or even hurting them, is not allowed. Besides, I'd care if an ant were killed."

"Okay, Professor, you are really a saint." Tom said perfunctorily, but as if he had discovered a new world, he excitedly said: "You said 'Muggles'? Do you mean those mortals? I knew that we should use different Calling them by name - as a distinction from us extraordinary people."

"Yes, Tom, but I think you'd like to study at Hogwarts—"

"Of course I would!"

"Then I think I should give you a lesson first. Although the school has not yet started, as your teacher, I should make you understand that you should not be indifferent to life no matter what." Dumbledore looked at the face opposite with some worry. Excited and handsome, he remembered a former close friend of his.

"I understand, I understand..." Tom's tone became more and more perfunctory, "Nar always said these words next to me."

"Nar?" There was a hint of surprise in Dumbledore's tone. "Mr. Nelson Williams? Tom, can you take me to him? I have something for you." Dumbledore stood up, He was amazed at how quickly Tom accepted the fact that he was a wizard, a rare occurrence among young wizards who had not been exposed to the wizarding world.

"I know where he is, but..." Tom also stood up, he tried to look at the adult wizard opposite, but his eyes could only fall on Dumbledore's purple chest, "but can you prove that you are not a liar? What? After all, there are always traffickers in our orphanage who want to take advantage of it.”

Dumbledore nodded with interest, took out his wand from his pocket, and waved at the chair he was sitting on. The old wooden chair turned into a luxurious sofa, and he waved his wand again, The sofa turned back to a chair.Tom stared intently at the chair for a moment, then stared straight at Dumbledore's wand. "Where can I get one?"

"There will be," said Dumbledore. "Then take me to Mr. Nelson Williams, Tom."

The two walked out the door, with Tom leading the way: "Nal lives on the second floor, downstairs from me, but he's basking on the roof right now."

"Bathing in the sun?" Dumbledore looked at the sky outside through the corridor window. It was the most common cloudy day in Britain, accompanied by the smog unique to London. "People really should get more sun." He seemed to be Convince yourself.

The two walked to the stairs, just in time to see the blond boy climbing down the ladder of the skylight.

"Nar! Come here!" Tom yelled at him.

Dumbledore looked at the young man walking towards him. His face was softer than the English people around him, and he had pale blond hair, but the blond was a little too pale, like silver, which reminded him again. His former close friend, he shook his head, threw the distracting thoughts out of his mind, and nodded at Nelson with a smile: "You must be Mr. Nelson Williams! I am a teacher and I work for a school called Huo Gwartz's school, invite you and Mr. Riddle to come to our school, you can call me Professor Dumbledore."

Nelson walked in front of the two and looked up at the young Dumbledore, "Just call me Nelson, Professor Dumbledore, could you please introduce us to this school?" He rushed to Dumbledore's side. Tom blinked, and Tom saw him grimacing, nudging Dumbledore, turning his face to the other side.

"Why don't we find a place to sit down and talk slowly?" said Dumbledore briskly.

"Oh, okay." Nelson looked at Dumbledore in front of him, and finally saw the real person, staying with the greatest wizard of modern times, and his excitement could not be suppressed. "Let's go to the hall, sir."

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"So you're saying that Tom and I are... wizards? Are we?"

"Yes, from what Tom just described, I think you two are blessed with magical talents, and if you come to Hogwarts, I believe you will have extraordinary achievements. For young wizards like you, your The abilities are amazingly refined and mature - and the most interesting thing is - you have found that you can control these abilities to some extent and start using them consciously."

"Thank you for your compliment." Nelson complimented, "It seems like a cake."

"Painting cakes? Painting cakes to satisfy your hunger? You are really knowledgeable and knowledgeable." Dumbledore counterattacked slightly, "However, you have to believe that what I said is true, maybe you were just two fronts for the Westside Orphanage in London before. Confused orphans, but now, you have entered the world of magic."

"Nal, we can do great things!" Tom interjected.

"Yeah, the magical world is unbelievable." Nelson leaned on the chair and looked out the window, his mind drifted into the distance with his eyes, and he couldn't help sighing, "The magical world..."

"However, we don't have money." Tom jumped out to point out the most serious question, looking at Dumbledore's face, and quickly added "Professor".

"That's not a problem." Dumbledore took out two leather bags from his pocket, "Hogwarts has a special fund to support students who are temporarily short of money, and I brought this money with me today. "

Tom took the purse and took out a gold Galleon, which was a thick, shiny coin. "So where should we go to buy books and what we need? Professor."

"In Diagon Alley," said Dumbledore. "I've brought your acceptance letter with a list of required books and school supplies. I can help you get everything—" He took it out of his pocket again. Two rolls of parchment paper.

"You want to accompany us?" Tom asked, looking up.

"Of course, after all you—"

"No," Tom snapped back, "I'll just go with Nar, we know London very well. How about this Diagon Alley—Professor?"

Dumbledore was at a loss for words, and quickly handed the parchment to Tom, told him the specific route from the orphanage to the Leaky Cauldron, and said: "You can definitely see it, but the Muggles around you can't. Yes. Ask Tom the pub owner—it's easy to remember, with the same name as you—"

Tom's face was unpleasant, and Dumbledore felt sensitively, "You don't seem to like the name 'Tom'?"

"There are so many people named 'Tom', there are probably tens of thousands in London!" Tom muttered, waving his arms as if to drive away an invisible mosquito, "Having the same name as so many mortals makes me feel nausea!"

"You're a mortal too, Tom." Nelson said suddenly beside him, and Tom stopped angrily, still mumbling something he couldn't understand.

Dumbledore glanced at him approvingly, wondering why he didn't take the money, "Mr. Williams, why didn't you take your notice and stipend?"

"I have to go back and discuss with my aunt."

"What else is there to discuss? Don't you want to learn magic?" Tom began waving his arms again.

"Mr. Williams, you're right, family is the most precious thing." Dumbledore patted Nelson on the shoulder approvingly, and handed him the parchment, "You take the admission notice first."

Nelson took the parchment.

"Look." Dumbledore cheered.

He untied the thread that tied the parchment, spread it on the table to smooth it out, took a deep breath, and looked at the words on it:

[Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Armando Dippet (a special magic school recognized by the International Association of Witchcraft and Wizardry)
Dear Mr. Nelson Wittening Williams: We are delighted to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.Attached is a list of books and school supplies required for study.

School will start on September 31st.Please reply with your owl mail by July [-]st.

You are loyal, Headmaster Armando Dippet. 】

"You don't need to reply, after all, you don't have an owl yet." Dumbledore added, "The owl is the most common messenger in the wizarding world, and you will need one in the future. You can use the school's first during your studies."

"You take the train to school on September [-], from King's Cross." Dumbledore took out another envelope from his pocket. "I also brought the tickets. The details are on the parchment in the envelope."

Tom took the envelope, opened it, and carefully put it into his pocket.

"Then, Mr. Williams, let's go, let's go to your aunt." Dumbledore got up cheerfully, and seemed to find something interesting from the two young wizards, "As educators, and parents of students Staying in touch is a must."

Nelson is impatient, he can't wait to immediately plunge into the great adventure of the wizarding world, and before that, he needs to say a short goodbye to his family.He got up and opened the door, asking Dumbledore to go first, "Thank you!" Dumbledore went out and said goodbye to Mrs Cole.

Tom clutched his purse and Nelson's purse tightly and followed out the door, chasing the two who went first out of the orphanage.

(End of this chapter)