My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 41 Every Medical Facility Will Have a Miss Joy

There was a chaotic sound of "ping ping pong pong" at the front of the car, and various colors of light flashed from the cracks in the broken wooden door at the front of the car, mixed with chaotic curses and vague scolding.

"boom!"

A red light bombarded the floor of the car through the wooden door, and Tom, who was lying on the door observing the situation in the front of the car, was frightened.

"How should we get in?" Tom turned to look at Nelson, who was tinkering with his pockets.

"Hey, you should ask me." Aberforth groaned and stretched his hands behind his back, as if he had pulled out a delicate little spinning top from his butt. "This is not a child playing a house, this is a real battle. , you should hide behind an adult wizard, and you should ask me, who got twelve O's on the Newts exam."

"Okay, Twelve Mr. O, what should we do now?" Nelson rubbed his chest while slowly pushing the speculum he just took out of his pocket through the crack of the door, and responded weakly.

"We first need to find out what's going on inside." Aberforth nodded, "The looking glass is a good choice, but in this kind of melee, it will affect your judgment. There are at least six wizards in the front of the car, two This guy's accomplice, a teacher and three students, if you rush in, you will be torn to pieces by at least six curses."

Tom withdrew his hand towards the door.

"I'm fine, but you might not even be able to cast a decent armored spell—"

"Iron armor." Nelson was still looking weak. He leaned against the wall and heard fewer and fewer scoldings from the front of the car. "Mr. Aberforth, if you don't go in, the fight will be over."

"Okay," Aberforth shrugged and picked up the small top in his hand, "so we need this thing."

"What is this?" Tom was a little curious, and he was far away from the door now.

"Flashbang." Aberforth showed a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, "passed out!"

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"Are you awake?" Nelson opened his eyes and found two glaring suns in front of him, so he closed his eyes and was about to speak, but found that his lips and throat were too dry to speak. He wanted to sit up, but found that he couldn't even lift himself up. Get up.

"The operation was successful, you are already a girl."

Nelson ignored the noisy voice in his ears, but lay quietly on the bed. When the double images in front of him slowly merged into one, he saw the bright chandelier above his head, surrounded by white walls, floors and hospital beds. , It turned out that he was lying in the hospital.

A glass of water was passed to his mouth just right, with a straw stuck on it. Nelson took the straw and took a big sip. The temperature was moderate, and even a little sweet.

"How does the water of life and death taste?" The voice said again, "Your rib is broken, and the doctor said it will take... er... 35 minutes to heal. Before that, you should lie down first."

"You—" Before Nelson could scold, he fell asleep with his eyes darkened, and before going to sleep, he heard a shrill female voice calling out, "Professor Dumbledore, you can't feed your students sleeping pills. !"

It was already dusk when he was woken up again by the noise around him. When he woke up, his eyes were full of warm orange. The bed had been shaken, and the small table was well supported. On it was a bowl full of soup. A large bowl and a plate covered by a hood, he raised his hands with some difficulty and rubbed his eyes.

"Oh! Nelson is awake."

"Go and serve the soup to Nar."

"OK."

"You said he would put his homework in his bag?"

"Wait until he finishes eating and ask..."

When he opened his eyes again, a small bowl of soup had been placed on the small table, the cover had been lifted, and underneath was a silver plate full of sausages and fried eggs.

"Nal, I really didn't expect it." Nelson turned his head to look to the side, and Tom, who was lying on the next bed, confided to him dancing through the people surrounding the hospital bed, "I really didn't expect that he attacked two Students still use this kind of trick."

"I didn't expect it either." Nelson glanced at the oily sausages on the small table. He had no appetite at all. He leaned on the pillow and closed his eyes. "What happened in the end?"

"I don't know." The crowd gave Tom enough eyes and voices to pass through, and he sounded confused, "I'm here as soon as I wake up, don't know what the end result is, but I know he's sure The one who knocked down the most people."

"Hey, it's time to visit, you guys are too noisy!" Miss Joy, the school doctor at Hogwarts, waving a rag and rushed over to chase people away. The crowd around the bed scattered like birds and beasts. When he was leaving, Nelson seemed to hear Alphard "Na" After you go back to the lounge, lend me your homework." The voice.

"Blake, are you going to copy your homework in front of me?"

"Deng...Professor Dumbledore!"

"Go to the trophy room to sweep the floor after dinner tomorrow."

"Okay, Professor Dumbledore!"

The door closed, and the room fell silent.

"Professor Dumbledore, you can just call me if you have anything."

"Okay, thank you, Joey."

After the sound of the high heels faded away, Nelson saw Dumbledore standing between him and Tom's bed, smilingly looking at him.

"Professor Dumbledore?" He looked at the red-haired man in front of him with some confusion, with a very standard "Dumbledore smile", and he was a little unsure who the person in front of him was.

"Nelson, your observation skills are still not sharp enough." The visitor said with a smile, "Do you feel better? Miss Joy's bone spirit has been awarded the Wizengamot Award. I used it when I was in school. Pass."

"Mr. Aberforth?" Nelson knew who was coming. "Why did you..."

"Why did you sneak up on us?!" Tom expressed his confusion first, grabbing his wand from the head of the bed and pointing at Aberforth, "Are you with them!"

"No no no." Aberforth took out his wand and waved it lightly, and Tom's wand flew into his hand, "Oh~ it looks like you cherish it. We won, the three of them have gone to Az Caban is a guest."

He put his wand back on Tom's bed, in exactly the same position as before, "You guys have helped me a lot, and the fight will be over soon after I get into the front of the car."

"But why are you attacking us?" Tom was still puzzled, he didn't think the two were a burden.

"I know you're not 'weak,' Tom, on the contrary, most grown-up wizards are no more than cowards compared to you." He winked, "but you wouldn't really think I'd let my students dabble in dangerous places. Right? No, no, no?"

"Okay." Tom said dryly, although he still thought that the injury he suffered in the battle would not be worse than a stun spell, he was still a little moved, but he still wanted to be stubborn, "Isn't it in the front of the car? Are there three more students?"

"Do you still want to compete with them?" Aberforth sneered, seeing his dissatisfied face, and added, "I'm not saying you can't, it's just that you haven't been exposed to magic for a while, and they're even graduating soon. It is conceivable that they will be outstanding Hogwarts alumni in the future."

"Is it Minerva and Filius?" Nelson thought about the outstanding students he knew.

"Possibly, but I don't know what their names are." He chewed a sizzling sausage from Nelson's plate, "among them was the Hogwarts Headmistress, There are also two prefects, one is the champion of the fighting competition, and the other is Albus's favorite protégé who won the "Transfiguration of the Year" award of the year."

Tom was silent, but nodded in agreement.

"It looks like you know each other." Aberforth nodded and looked at Nelson, "By the way, who else but you know about Albus taking me as a substitute?"

"Let me think about it..." Nelson closed his eyes and recalled, "There should be no one else. Even the small package that Professor Dumbledore gave me has been in my pocket and I haven't taken it out."

"I see." Aberforth nodded, thoughtfully.

"What happened?"

"Do you know what your headmaster is going to do?" Aberforth answered the wrong question, but threw a strange question, picked up another sausage, chewed it, and looked at the two of them. In fact, the first-year students all Almost forgot what the principal's name was and what he looked like.

"I don't think you know either," Aberforth said in a low voice, seeing the confused looks of the two, "Armondo Dippet may be the toughest man in Britain, even though he is dying He is old, but he has never given up his fight against black magic. Since Gellert Grindelwald escaped from prison 11 years ago, he has also gathered a group of stubborn old men from the Wizengamot to start a frenzy against Grindelwald A siege of followers."

Aberforth spat on the ground with some bad luck, as if he had accidentally said some disgusting words, and continued, "Albus Dumbledore is his best student, and he thought he could enjoy himself in peace. In his old age, I didn't expect to have to run around to wipe the students' ass, especially after Grindelwald gathered more people in the first two years, he even had to end the game in person, but the elders of Wizengamoor are all old. Now, in fact, only the UK is in relatively good shape globally."

"And my brother," Aberforth spat on the ground again, "and Albus Dumbledore, the only man who is said to be able to defeat Grindelwald, is huddled in this little corner of Hogwarts. , in a corner."

"Can Professor Dumbledore defeat Grindelwald?" Tom was already considering whether to change his goal of fame.

"Who knows? But it also makes Hogwarts the safest place in the world." Aberforth shrugged, "Until the full moon two months ago, he wrote to me in America. , to tell you the truth, this is the first time we have contacted in more than ten years."

(End of this chapter)