My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 318 Hogwarts has a good hole puncher

After answering Ludwig's question, Tom straightened up and sat beside Christian's bed, staring at her face quietly.He waved his hand to signal Nelson not to speak, and used the levitation spell to grab a chair and put it beside the bed.

"I'm looking forward to it." Ludwig muttered, and returned to the quilt.

The two sat down quietly, staring at Christian motionlessly, like two statues and two perverts.

Christian only felt that she was worse than death. She lay stiff on the bed, wishing she could really fall asleep, but she had slept for too long, and she didn't feel sleepy at the moment.

Looking at Christian's trembling eyelids, Nelson covered her mouth and laughed, and Tom was also teased to smile. She unconsciously held her breath while managing her expression, and now her face was already red.

"What are you still doing lying there?" A doctor passing by hurriedly said, "Go eat when you wake up, don't starve to death."

Hearing this sentence, Christian let out a long sigh of relief as if she was amnesty, twisted in the quilt, struggled to raise her eyelids, she did a full set of plays, and even rubbed her sleepy eyes, which looked sleepy, He asked blankly, "Where am I?"

It's just that she rubbed her eyes for too long, so long that people could immediately see that she wanted to just rub her tears, so as to make her distressed look more real.

"where?"

It took Tom a second to put away his smiling face, and he pinched Nelson. The two of them immediately looked like a judge and his clerk, sitting upright, looking at the "prisoner" who had just woken up.

"You almost demolished this place, but you don't know where it is?"

Nelson's expression is really a little dazed now, what happened?He seemed to have heard a sentence similar to "You brought the devil here?".

"I didn't!" Hearing Tom's question, Christian also woke up in a second and protested loudly.

Nelson looked around, only to find that Christian's bed seemed to be a little special. There were only two beds in this corridor. It was her and Ludwig. Several Aurors had been standing not far away. There will be two people's eyes focused on Christian, but the angle of observation is blocked by Nelson who just sat down.

"Keep your voice down, lest people not know what a stupid thing you have done?" Tom lowered his voice and said viciously, "Do you have to force Gnar to go there to break the prison?"

"Wait, let me cut in, shouldn't you go?" Nelson asked, "Also, I just left for a while, what happened between you?"

"She knows I won't go." Tom folded his arms on his chest and snorted coldly, "As for what happened, I think you should be able to hear it from the Wizengamot auditorium. You can definitely go in with a medal... By the way, please be sure to bring me with you when the time comes."

"?"

Nelson's hair twitched. "What the hell happened?"

"You can preview your evidence in court first." Tom tilted his head, indicating that someone was behind Nelson, "Nal has read a lot of laws, and I don't know if he is willing to help you find the Wizengamot's loophole. "

"I said it!" Christian lowered her voice obediently, but the excitement in her voice could not be suppressed. She swung her arms vigorously, but when she slapped the sheets, she eased her strength and uttered dull protests, "I I don't know! Professor Sykes asked me to go!"

"Let me make a long story short," Tom leaned close to Nelson's ear and whispered, "Just this morning, when Minerva was patrolling the Forbidden Forest, she found a big hole in the ground. She jumped into it out of curiosity. It turned out to be a secret passage inside! Guess where it leads to?"

"Hogsmeade?" The question mark above Nelson's head turned into an exclamation point, and he asked in a low voice, "Is it the secret road leading to the top of the hill next to Hogsmeade?"

"Didn't expect it to lead to... eh? Did you know that? Oh, of course you're a prophet."

Tom frowned, but soon relaxed, and now he is somewhat used to the fact that "Nelson can always know something inexplicable or find something inexplicable", and he can easily attribute the reason to the word "prophet". In terms of identity, in general, he is becoming more and more superstitious.

Tom cleared his throat and continued, "You know Nick? The ghost of Gryffindor, the one with the broken neck."

"I know." Nelson nodded. "Where did Chris bury him?"

"Uh... Gnar, not everyone can bury ghosts somewhere," Tom shook his head, "he told Minerva an interesting thing, just yesterday afternoon, shortly after the thing started , Professor Sykes jumped into the secret passage with a backpack on his back, and she hasn't shown up until now."

"She jumped backwards?" Nelson's voice raised a little, and Tom immediately held down his curled hair and successfully turned down the volume, "No, didn't that little crew cut explode on the spot? Why did she Are you going to run away?"

"I don't know, I have a lot of black information about this person, and you can have a good shock when you go back," Tom said flirtatiously, "But now, what happened to her happened, and now the whole world... no, Many people are looking for her, but how smart she is, she got stuck at an unexpected time and ran away."

"?"

The curvy hair popped out tenaciously from between Tom's fingers, and Nelson was still confused and couldn't understand it.

"Is smuggling magical animals such a serious crime?" He thought for a moment, then said, "Wait, I was led astray by you, what does this have to do with Chris?"

"Yeah, what does it have to do with me?" Christian interrupted.

Tom glared at her. Normally, she would have been stubborn, but it seemed that she felt wronged this time. She shrank her neck angrily, wrapped the quilt tightly, closed her eyes and began to pretend to be dead.

"Nick told Minerva that earlier yesterday, he saw the girl surnamed Jewell in his college took Professor Sykes there, and with the help of the professor, he successfully dug out the last layer of soil , and finally widened and strengthened the inner wall," Tom sneered, "didn't expect it! Our Miss Jewell was not satisfied after getting the secret road from school summarized by her brothers, and even wanted to dig one herself. She really did it. What Germany dreamed of doing!"

"Really? Chrissy?" Nelson turned to Christian and asked seriously, "This matter is very serious. You probably violated more than a dozen school rules at the same time."

"School rules are nothing compared to letting go of an important person. It's a blessing that those Muggles didn't sneak in through the secret passage!" Tom looked really angry. He didn't want to talk to Christian today. The words he talked to her may have exceeded the sum of the past year. He said angrily, "Is this Gryffindor? Can't the ready-made secret path satisfy your free and wild hearts?"

"Tom, that's not a good thing to say about a lady." Dumbledore's voice sounded behind the two, "but you're right, I think every Gryffindor wants to dig something at Hogwarts." What, it's just that the scale of Miss Jewell's project is a bit large."

The two who heard the voice turned their heads, and were about to stand up, when Dumbledore held his shoulders and pressed him down. McGonagall followed behind him, pointing at Tom, as if warning him to be careful, be careful Tian walked in the corridor and was turned into a penguin.

"Professor," Tom said with a sigh, "I'm just a little worried."

"I understand, don't worry, Horace is looking for her. If you can find her, then everything will be easy to talk about," Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder, and two chairs suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the bed. The Auror said, "Gentlemen, can we have a little alone time?"

The Aurors looked at each other, and after one of them nodded, they left the corridor. At this time, Dumbledore looked at Ludwig who was lying diagonally on his side.

"I see."

Ludwig took his bandaged hand out of the quilt, and tremblingly raised the magic wand beside the pillow. Before everyone could stop him, a red fire flashed, and Ludwig softly Collapsing on the bed, even so, he held on to his wand tightly.

"..."

"Actually, what I mean is that I can send Mr. Kant to the ward." Dumbledore scratched his head and said with self-blame, "Mr. Kant is really..."

"He's been so honest, Professor," said Nelson. "He's a little too blunt for a Durmstrang student."

"Tom, you can't talk to girls like this in the future," McGonagall finally thought of the rhetoric, and taught, "Otherwise you might be single for the rest of your life."

"Ah?" Tom suddenly said casually, "Who isn't?"

But it was such a fluffy sentence that almost broke McGonagall's defense. She stomped her feet in grief and anger, trying to show the majesty of a professor to deduct points from Tom, but she soon found sadly that Slytherin had no points. It can be deducted.

"Miss Jewell," Dumbledore took McGonagall to sit across from the two, looked at Christian who had sat up on the hospital bed, and said gently, "Maybe you would like to tell us the whole thing."

"Professor, you just said that if you can find it, then everything is easy to talk about," Christian asked timidly, apparently still not understanding what he did, "but what if you can't find it?"

"If you can't find it, then you can only look for it," Dumbledore smiled, "Don't worry, at Hogwarts, every student trusts their teacher, but who would have thought that the teacher would have problems? ?This school has been around for far too long, from crumbling glass to Melissa, and maybe it's a good thing for us that she's gone."

"Good thing?"

Tom was a little confused. Could it be considered a good thing that the teacher ran away when an international event in which the Ministry of Magic was deeply involved was held?Unless Dumbledore was referring to the Professor of Charms system being vacated.

"Of course, Tom," Dumbledore said with a sigh, "this has sounded the alarm for us, and many problems that have been decorated by history have surfaced in front of us, so don't worry, even if it is the Ministry of Magic, we will It won't be too much criticism, after all, which student would have thought that the teacher who was still asking questions in the last class would run away the next day? But I really didn't expect her to go that way, when I was in Hogsmeade to meet Those... Muggles, maybe I passed her by, but I think Melissa may also have her own difficulties, and you should have seen that when she silently appeared, she also stood up to meet the enemy Even if you leave, wait until the situation stabilizes."

"The Ministry of Magic...Professor, is it possible that the Ministry of Magic has no reaction to such a big incident?"

"Maybe a little bit."

"Someone has to be responsible, Professor," Nelson said. "The Muggle attack is enough to stir up an uproar. Is it possible that the Ministry of Magic itself will take responsibility? The leader of Durmstrang who is most likely to take responsibility is Grindelwald, I don't think Nobby Rich dared to touch him, so it can only be Hogwarts or Beauxbatons? Beauxbatons did nothing, and Hogwarts just ran away got a teacher."

"You're wrong, Nelson," McGonagall said suddenly, "It's not enough, it's already."

"Sorry, professor..." Christian lowered his head after hearing the conversation.

"You don't have to blame yourself, kid," Dumbledore blinked. "Can you tell me when this secret passage was dug?"

Christian lowered his head, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Professor, is this serious?"

"It's not serious at all." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Since last year, I have been carrying a shovel to the Forbidden Forest every night." After thinking about it, Christian said with a straight neck, but she was still too young compared to others, and her emotions were almost written on her face.

"Miss Jewell!" McGonagall said sternly, "Are you sure? There are traces of at least ten years in most of the secret passage."

"Yes, Professor!"

Dumbledore looked at her stubborn side face, smiled and shook his head, "In fact, in the early years, before Gnar and Tom came to Hogwarts, I saw someone carrying tools to the Forbidden Forest. Running away, I thought they were secretly cutting down trees, so I followed, only to find that they were actually digging soil.”

"I dug it, Professor." Christian said stiffly.

"Well, Ms. Jewell, I actually asked you this question mainly for the convenience of naming it when recording it in the principal's notes. Now it seems that it can only be called Jewell Secret Road."

"Dun... Albus, do you want to fill it up?" McGonagall asked.

"Professor," Nelson said suddenly, "maybe you can seal it up. This is the only secret passage outside the castle. It may be useful in the future."

"Good idea," Dumbledore said, nodding his head, "I'll have someone seal the entrance with stone slabs. This is a valuable asset for Hogwarts students."

"So, Miss Jewell, let's assume that you really dug this secret passage," Dumbledore turned to Christian and continued, "Then how did Professor Sykes know?"

……

"Although I don't like mice, I don't want to fly across the ocean on a broomstick."

Professor Sykes was wearing a fashionable women's long trench coat, jumped off the knight bus, squinted his eyes and waited for a while at the alley, and found a group of wizards in black robes gathered in the center, she immediately bowed down Head, walked into the crowd.

There was an exclamation from behind, as if someone had rushed in.

Professor Sykes was not in a hurry, but instead slowed down her pace. At the same time, her clothes changed again and again, and finally turned into the same black color as that group of people, and her face became Jokunda Such a capable look.

"Against the Secrecy Act!" Professor Sykes walked into the crowd, grabbed a sign casually, smiled at its owner, glanced at the words on it, held it up high, and shouted Said, "The world belongs to wizards!"

(End of this chapter)