My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 378 Uncle Nelson

"Nelson, Adele is looking for you."

Christian supported Adele's shoulders and pushed her in front of Nelson. The little girl was holding a Hufflepuff medal tightly in her hand, without saying a word.

"I think you should be here," she let go of her hand and said softly, "I just brought her here to wait for you, as expected."

Compared with the dirty appearance when we first met, Christian has grown into a tall and tall girl. With the development of her facial features, she looks more and more like Tom. In other words, she is just like old Tom. Riddle carved it out of a mold. Her long black hair was not as smooth as most girls, but a bit rough. She combed her hair into a high ponytail, hanging down to her waist, like a sharp sword, And her facial features also have a Tom-like unruliness and heroism, and she looks like a neat actionist.

The newsboy hat was still slanted on top of her head, the Gryffindor badge in the center and the Thunderbird medal pinned to the side shone brightly in the light of the torches in the corridor.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Adele trotted close to Nelson and threw herself into his arms, but Christian didn't seem to want to leave. She stood there quietly, her black hair and robe almost blending into the darkness behind her.

She pursed her lips, as if she had something to say.

"Have you had a good vacation, Christian?" Nelson smiled, breaking the silence in the corridor, his voice was "I heard Tom say, you went to France?"

"Soup...did he tell you?" Christian closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Thank you, I went with my friends, the trip was very good, by the way, I stopped by to see Bella."

"Auntie," Nelson asked, rubbing Adele's hair in his arms, "what did she tell you?"

"I didn't dare to see her, I just left a letter," Christian said with a sad look on his face, "We were monitored when we entered France, and we dare not bring anyone to Bella."

"Just like the Sorting Hat said, there is always an undercurrent surging under the calm black lake," Nelson said with a smile, "Aunt Bella is safe, she knows our situation and the wizard's situation, so she hid in the countryside of her hometown , but don't worry, one day you can see her every day."

"One day?"

"Trust me, this day won't be too far away."

After the simple greetings, Christian still had no intention of leaving.

"Just say what you want, it's okay." Nelson patted Adele on the head, looked at the newsboy cap on Christian's head, and said softly, "Don't worry about it, it doesn't matter about your brother."

"It has nothing to do with him," Christian hesitated, and finally summoned the courage to say, "You...can you let Professor Sykes go? She is really not as bad as you imagined."

"Hehe, the honorifics are used," Nelson shook his head, "It has changed a lot, the information leaked by Professor Sykes almost made Salem kill you, and your friends who traveled to France together , Do they know that you are begging me? If it was the old newsboy hat, I would definitely let me beat her hard."

Hearing Salem's name, Adele who hugged Nelson's waist tightly increased her strength, even making Nelson feel a little suffocated. The little girl was still instinctively afraid of that nightmare experience.

"Please believe me, Nelson, you can use Legilimency on me," Christian's eyes were extremely sincere, "She has some difficulties, that's why she bears a reputation that doesn't belong to her—"

"Okay, Christian," Nelson waved his hand and interrupted Christian, "I have no conflict with Professor Sykes, why should I hold her tight?"

"But Joe—"

"I have real conflicts with Jokunda. I don't want to talk too much about the past in front of you, but that kind of experience is unbearable for anyone," Nelson said with a smile on his face. She looks like her, but her eyes are extremely determined, and she cannot be shaken in the slightest, "Actually, just a few days ago, I gave her a chance to admit her mistakes and make up for her mistakes, but she didn't seem to want to take the She seems to have something she wants to protect, I admire this kind of character, but there is always a price to pay when making a choice."

Nelson paused and continued.

"Christian, she's not you, she doesn't have two brothers who pamper her, she's not a child like you, with countless opportunities for trial and error, she's an adult, an adult with whom I've only met once, I There is no reason to tolerate her, so her stubbornness must be borne by oneself," Nelson frowned, and the torches in the corridor suddenly became more vigorous, making his and Adele's hair a flame-like red, "Five Last Christmas, I told you that the world is kind, but I will tell you now that the world is cruel."

"Cruel...indulging..." Christian stared blankly at Nelson's pupils reflecting the flames. She had never seen Nelson like this. Nelson had always appeared in front of her as a generous and gentle brother. She even forgot After realizing what she wanted to say, after a while, she stammered and said, "Professor Sykes asked me to tell you that she is willing to pay the price to save her sister."

"Do you know what a younger sister needs most to grow up?" Nelson stretched out his hand, tapped on his temple, and said directly without waiting for Christian's answer, "It is correct guidance, not spoiling and connivance. To put it mildly, in In this regard, Professor Sykes is far behind me."

"Would you like to talk to her?"

"To be honest, I don't care about the legacy and history of the rise and fall of a dilapidated family of magical animal breeding. Compared with the truly great history, this is nothing worth mentioning," Nelson raised his arm and patted Adele on the shoulder. "But I'm happy now, because in Jokunda's story, at least you can learn something."

Adele finally let go of Nelson, his waist was already numb, but he could only force himself towards Christian.

"It's getting late, it's time to go back to the dormitory." Nelson took Adele's hand and passed Christian, and helped her straighten the newsboy hat on her head when she was stunned, and watched as she squeezed out of the open robe. The Wicked Bird praised, "The sweater is not bad."

"thanks……"

Christian murmured, but at this time Nelson had already walked away.

Following the direction of eating supper in memory, Nelson brought Adele to the door of Hufflepuff's lounge. In order to prevent freshmen from getting lost, the door of the lounge was open, and a dormitory watch was pasted at the door.

The hanging picture seems to have been altered a few times.

"What's the matter, Adele, you look very upset."

Nelson squatted in front of Adele, took her hand, took the gleaming Hufflepuff badge out of her clenched hand, and pinned it carefully on her neckline, saying mother-in-law, "Hufflepuff is the best house in Hogwarts, believe me, you will love Hufflepuff."

"I don't hate Hufflepuffs, there are good people here."

Adele raised her head and said softly.

"Then why are you unhappy? Is it because of the broomstick?"

Adele shook her head, and after a while, she looked at Nelson, who had parallel eyes, and asked loudly.

"Where's the sword in the stone?"

Hearing Adele's questioning, Nelson scratched his head in embarrassment. Although Alphard told her this, the idea was his own.

"I promise you, find the Sword in the Stone and give it to you as a birthday present, okay?"

"It was a farewell hug just now!" Adele looked aside with a small face, flicked her hair, and said imposingly, "From today, I will represent Hufflepuff and compete with you for the House Cup!"

"Hahaha."

Nelson laughed heartily, brushed Adele's hair vigorously, and handed her over to the Hufflepuff prefect waiting in the lounge.

On the way back to the dormitory alone, a familiar sharp laughter came from the end of the corridor.

"Hahaha! Look at what Master Peeves found? A poor, wandering Slytherin, boy, you are going to suffer!"

Nelson stopped and looked at the chalk heads flying in front of him like a barrage of bullets. He simply stood there with his hips akimbo, not dodging or avoiding.

"Are you scared silly, boy! There will be more scary things later, hahaha!"

Peeves flew closer and closer with the chalk tip, and was about to hit Nelson, but his laughter stopped abruptly as if he choked.

In front of Nelson, Peeves stretched itself into a cake like dough, and appeared in front of Nelson in a teleport, blocking the dense chalk attack, and his body was even supported by the impact of the chalk. There was a strange cry of "Aww".

When all the chalk fell to the ground, Peeves was already floating in front of Nelson, nodding and bowing.

"Master Nelson, I really didn't see you clearly."

"Ok?"

"I'm so defiant that after a holiday I don't recognize Mr. Nelson's handsome face, his brilliant blond hair, that Jian—"

"Almost," Nelson hurriedly interrupted Peeves, getting more and more disgusted, "Did you see the little girl I just brought?"

"I saw it, I saw it."

"Huh? Then why did you just see me?"

"Ah...Master Nelson...I'm just blind...I'm just..."

"Okay," Nelson waved his hand, "That was my sister just now, but I'm a Slytherin, you know what I mean?"

"Understood!" Peeves patted his chest loudly, "I am the patron saint of Hogwarts students!"

"Okay, very energetic." Nelson nodded with a smile, "If you have any complaints about me, you can make an appointment, and I can let you vent."

"Master Nelson, you must have business to do outside so late, so I won't bother you."

Peeves pulled out a white French flag out of nowhere, shook and laughed awkwardly, and disappeared into the floor.

"Since the founding of Hogwarts, there should be no one else who can make Peeves such an honest student except you."

Nelson, who bid farewell to Peeves friendly, met a smiling Dumbledore at the end of the corridor. He waved his hand and showed the lemon sherbet in his hand, "Would you like a piece?"

"No, Professor, I just brushed my teeth."

"Did you brush your teeth at the door of the Hufflepuff lounge?" Dumbledore blinked. "That's right, the kitchen is also there. It shouldn't be too difficult for you to conjure up a toothbrush and a tooth bowl."

"Professor, you are still out so late, how can I help you?"

"Hey!" Dumbledore was amused, and almost choked on the candy, "It's so good to get the head start, I should ask you that."

"I'm sorry, professor, I'll go on a night tour on the first day."

"It's okay, I'm used to it anyway, five points will be deducted from Slytherin," Dumbledore stuffed the candy bag back into his pocket, "I saw that girl, and she's in good spirits."

"At least it's not in the worst case, Professor, God knows how the torture of those bastards in Second Salem will affect her magic power," Nelson's expression became serious, "and compared to her peers, she is too sensible , so I'm still a little worried."

"In my opinion, this is a good thing. She is really like my sister, but much luckier than her." Dumbledore closed his eyes, as if recalling Ariana's old appearance, "You know what? Did she say anything to the Sorting Hat during sorting?"

"What?" Nelson asked curiously. "She wants to go to Slytherin? Wants to be in the same house as me."

"No, the Sorting Hat originally wanted to send her to Gryffindor," Dumbledore shook his head and said with emotion, "but maybe you told her that Hufflepuff was more suitable, so as soon as she sat on it, she muttered Hufflepuff, the Sorting Hat respects her choice, but to be honest, there are not many students who actively choose their own house, and there are very few students who choose Hufflepuff."

"Ah..." Nelson's face was full of surprise, "Professor, the result of the sorting—"

"Sorry, this is an established fact," Dumbledore patted Nelson on the shoulder, "This is her own choice, but maybe this is the best result, what do you think?"

He patted Nelson's shoulder, who was stunned, again, and left quietly.

"You must protect your precious family members... Oh yes, school has not officially started yet, so no points will be deducted."

When Nelson, who was deeply moved, returned to the corridor leading to the Slytherin lounge, in the oil painting hanging at the end, the quiet girl was holding a lamp to light his way forward.

……

"Okay, so our way forward will be clear!"

At the same time, on the distant Antarctic ice sheet, a group of wizards wrapped in plush coats are jumping with cold feet, lined up to look at a point of light that merges into the sun.

The penguin held a newborn little emperor penguin, looked up, eyes full of shock.

"There are really too many interesting things in this world."

(End of this chapter)