My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 32 A thin-haired but industrious Ministry official

"As you can see, there's a battle going on here." The fat man shivered and put on the wizard robe he had just taken off from his subordinates and sent him away, "Huh... Muggle clothes are so cold. "

"You've worked hard, officials like you are really rare these days." Tom leaned over slightly and complimented with a smile on his face.

"Haha, I just happened to be free today, so I can't worry about them." Tom's compliment seemed to make him feel very useful, and the fat man asked the two of them with a smile, "Are you two wizards alone?"

"As far as I know, yes." Tom nodded earnestly, as if he had asked a big question, "There is a ten-year-old girl at the West City Orphanage over there who is a little wizard, but she may not be until next year. Enrollment...otherwise there should be no adult wizards."

"Well...it's hard to do." The fat man frowned, looked at the construction site in the middle of the road, waved his hand to call for the subordinate who had just been sent away, whispered a few words to the shivering man, and then again Turning his head to look at Tom and Nelson, who was looking around in the middle of the road next to him, "You'd better not get close to there. I'm not sure if there is any danger there."

"Dangerous?" Tom is too aware of whether there is any danger there, except that it will cause a huge blow to the olfactory system, there is almost no danger there, and even the snakes that gathered before have all dispersed, "Sorry, sir, it is convenient Tell me? After all, the relatives who adopted us don't know magic..."

"Oh... Adopted? You are such a good boy." The fat man stretched out his hand and seemed to want to touch the head of the lovable and handsome guy in front of him, but looking at the tall Tom, he retracted his hand and put it to his mouth to cough. With a sigh, "You should also pay attention to safety. After all, first-year students are not much better than Muggles."

"Come on, let's take a closer look. You don't have to worry if you're with me." He held Tom's arm with one hand, and with the other hand, he took Nelson, who seemed to have observed the construction, and took two hands. People approached the wizards who were in full swing, "Look there, there is a big pool of blood under that rolled-up piece of land, can you see it?"

"I see." Nelson glanced sideways, then went back to look at the construction site, while Tom stared intently at the darkened blood stains on the ground.

"Hahaha, don't be afraid, you will see a lot of this kind of scene in the future." He saw Nelson, who turned his head after a glance, only thought he was afraid, "Look, the blood on the ground is very large, indicating that the amount of bleeding is also It's huge... it's far more than a normal adult wizard, what does this mean?"

He sold himself out, looking at Tom with encouraging eyes, and Tom, with a timid expression on his face, replied in a low voice, "Does that mean the injured creature is big?"

"Yes, it's very big, and it's not very big," the fat man patted Tom's shoulder approvingly, then lowered his arm and pointed to his feet, "Look here, there is a one-meter-thick indentation on the ground, The color of the soil is different from other places. So we judged that it should be a huge magical animal, maybe a dragon or something... After all, the traces here are too messy and too broken, we can only see Come out it's big."

"You are so knowledgeable!" Tom ignored Nelson who was standing behind the fat man and rolled his eyes at him, but spoke in a reverent tone. His tone was extremely sincere. In fact, although Tom faced Nelson when he faced Nelson He can be sincere to the point of being mean, but no one he knows in school will not praise him as an excellent, personable, humble and reliable person, and even many teachers think so, and are happy to answer questions for this positive young man. Even imparting some knowledge that cannot be learned in textbooks, at least most teachers are like this - Tom continued, "I see, it's a huge magical animal that caused all this."

"Yes, that's right." The fat man nodded comfortably, "Most magical disasters are caused by magical animals, and it seems that this time is no exception, but this time the situation is more complicated than what we see most often. A lot."

The two followed his footsteps to the rolled up piece of land, dripping blood "tick-tock" from the gap at both ends, and the scene looked extremely brutal.

"Look here, this piece of ground is made of magic, look at the spikes inside, oh, my God..." The fat man stopped the two who were approaching, stretched out his wand and pointed to a broken thorn scattered nearby, "Little wizards like you don't dare to approach any more, the thorns are flying!"

"Don't grab it with your hands." He held the thorn with his wand. It was late at night, and the sharp thorn floated on the tip of the wand and slowly rotated, flashing coldly in the moonlight. After he showed the two of them a circle, he waved The wand flew out and slid deeply into the soil. "Did you see it? The section is ordinary masonry, but the outside is extremely strong and sharp metal. I don't know what kind of magic this is, I guess it may be Transfiguration, this requires extremely deep transformation skills to do it... Oh, don't be discouraged, you are only in the first grade, you can do it sooner or later."

Nelson and Tom bowed their heads, looking like they were battered, and the fat man didn't know what they were thinking, so he could only say something reassuring.

"Look at that lump of cabbage... The ground is full of spikes like this. It seems that the bleeding magical animal was injured there and finally escaped. I don't think magical animals usually use such a torture tool to trap themselves. Besides, there are many traces of battles and spells around." He lowered his voice, bent over and said in a ghostly tone in the ears of the two of them, "So this may be a brutal dark wizard and a huge head. Fantastic Beasts fought and Fantastic Beasts escaped, so you have to be careful..."

At this moment, his bluish-faced subordinates came up to him and whispered a few words to him, each word was trembling, and after speaking, he straightened up, shrugged at Tom and Nelson, and said, "I can't get up. That's how it's stipulated." He spread his hands, "I'm sorry gentlemen, according to the regulations, I may have to check your wands."

"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary flashback spell, it won't embarrass or embarrass you." Seeing the embarrassment on Nelson's face, he said briskly, "Who doesn't have any embarrassment?"

"Okay, check mine first!" Seeing that Tom's face was a little strange, Nelson happily handed over his black walnut wand.

"Huh! It's so long!" The fat man took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, took Nelson's wand and held it in his left hand, compared it with his own, and angrily put his half-length wand and Nelson's wand. Aligned and shouted: "Flashback to the previous spell!"

There was a flash of white light, and the fat man's wand flew away.

"Ah this..." He scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, sir, it's the Flying Curse." Tom apologized sincerely, "I forgot my wand when I went out. I was in a hurry and I was afraid of danger, so I told Gnar to use the Flying Curse to call my wand."

"Cough cough!" The fat man tried to cover up his embarrassment with a cough, but his subordinates who had turned purple from the cold and ran over with his wand made the atmosphere even more embarrassing. He grabbed the wand and scolded his face: " What are you doing? What are you doing here? Hurry back and build the road! You are a wizard, can you not freeze yourself to death!"

He waved his wand impatiently, and an orange light flew out from the tip of the wand and landed on his subordinate's chest, and quickly covered his entire body. He coughed again, puffed out his stomach and said with a dignified expression: "A wizard must not leave his wand! Remember?"

"Let's continue," he looked at the two people who were stunned with satisfaction, and he spread his hands again, this time casting the spell much more cautiously, "Flash back to the previous spell!"

A white fog slowly emerged from the tip of Nelson's wand, and then condensed into a brand new newsboy cap in the air.

"Sir, this is Transfiguration, we broke a kid's hat, Tom gave her a new one, I reinforced him, she is also a wizard, we will write a report on holiday casting tonight To the Ministry of Magic," Nelson explained.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The fat man glanced in the direction of central London with disdain. "No one will stare at Zongsi all day long."

When he flashed back to the spell from the previous day, he stopped and handed the wand lightly to Nelson. He sincerely praised, "Transfiguration is good, maybe you can achieve the battle tonight. The level of a wizard... but don't follow him, that would be brutal."

He took Tom's wand again and began to cast the Flashback Charm. Nelson knew what magic Tom was doing all day long in hiding in the room. Different from the powerful magic that he imagined, there was some mist in the mist from Tom's wand. Characters and patterns flashed by, but Nelson was unimpressed by them, and the fat man was a little curious to see these strange spells, but it didn't seem to have anything to do with the events of the night, and returned his wand to Tom.

"Okay, it's time for you to go home and sleep." He stretched his waist and yawned, "What's your name? If you find out later, you may find out more about the situation."

"My name is Tom Riddle."

"My name is Nelson Williams. I don't know your name yet, and we'll let you know if we find out anything later."

"Oh, I'm Dorian Weasley, head of the Magical Accidents and Disasters Reversal Occasional Magical Events team. If you write a letter, you can throw Floo powder directly into my office." He winked at the two of them, Nelson Only then did he see that the few remaining stubborn strands of his hair were glowing red in the night.

　If you get into magical events, what kind of wizard do you want to be and what kind of adventure do you go through?

　　(Steal some creativity)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)