[HP] I'm hanging out at Hogwarts

Tang An - Nancy's Worrying Day

My name is Nancy Riddle, and today is my worrying day.

The annual Notting Hill Primary School Parents Conference is coming again.

There are always such activities in Muggle primary schools, and wizard parents like the new age will also send their children to Muggle kindergartens and Muggle primary schools for education.

When they reach the age where they can go to Hogwarts, children will be able to come into contact with the world of wizards. Education must start from the baby, and wizard parents in the new era are also very serious about involution.

Mr. Tom Riddle did not approve of sending his daughter to a Muggle primary school at the beginning. When he saw the admissions report, he frowned his "lost and found" eyebrows, looked at his wife with plain black eyes, handsome There are a few large characters written on the thin face:

Do you have a problem with your head?

"But this is the most elite elementary school in our district! Look at how good the teaching environment is. Letting Nancy go is a good thing for her, okay~ promise~" Annie has always implemented a "soft and hard" policy towards this domineering husband. , The intensity of the offensive made Nancy consciously cover her eyes.

Every time he encounters this kind of decision-making, Mr. Riddle can always get some "benefits", but this matter is absolutely not negotiable. He suppressed the corners of his mouth and showed his serious side.

"No." He held Annie's face in his hands, "Do you think I am not capable of teaching Nancy? My daughter, I will teach her myself."

Annie's complexion changed suddenly, and she put away her flattering smile, "Are you here to teach? Okay, then I'll test you."

Is there anything that can stump the former Dark Lord?No.

"Then tell me what is 17×15?"

"...Wizards don't need to learn..."

"How much is 17×15!"

The Dark Lord was stumped by mathematics, and Tom Riddle gritted his teeth and had to find a way to kill the professor who taught Muggle studies.

In this way, our little friend Nancy Riddle successfully entered the Muggle primary school. On the first day of school, Nancy's homeroom teacher met the astonishing Mr. Riddle for the first time. His tall and slender figure was hidden in a suit Underneath, slightly curly black hair adorned his fair face.

While the class teacher was still in a daze, Tom suddenly asked, "What is 17×15?"

"Uh... 255."

"Oh." Mr. Riddle nodded thoughtfully.

We have to find a way to get rid of this class teacher as well.

Tomorrow's parent-teacher meeting at the Muggle primary school, it's not only a painful day for the little wizard Nancy, but also for Mr Tom Riddle, but now his priority is to cook a dinner for his family.

Today's Mr. Tom Riddle is also "fighting heroically" in the Muggle supermarket.

A row of turquoise vegetables was neatly arranged on the air-conditioned counter, and the Dark Lord with sharp eyes was about to pick up a dewy cabbage.

"Young man, go and pick something else, this little one, it's just right for our family to cook one less dish." The aunt who was picking vegetables obviously didn't notice the Dark Lord's eyes.

You can't hide the murderous look in your eyes.

When the aunt raised her head and looked at each other, she wisely put down the cabbage.

The meals for the three members of the Riddle family were jointly prepared by the Riddle couple. Now Tom has been able to cook a pot of delicious meals proficiently, but when he first came into contact with it, he really had a lot of oolongs.

Anne still couldn't forget seeing Tom Riddle frying potatoes while protecting himself with armor. The former Dark Lord was injured by a little oil splash, and the flying pot lid was still stuck on the ceiling.

"You are crueler than me." Tom thought of the fish whose head was severed by Annie, and suddenly felt that Avada Kedavra was quite "gentle".

"Cruel? If you have the ability, don't eat it. You eat the most when you usually talk about cruelty. Nancy, don't laugh or babble when eating!"

Nancy was taught a lesson by her mother, and she immediately dropped her lips.

"By the way, tomorrow is the parent meeting at Nancy's school. I think you should go." Anne suddenly said to Tom.

"Why me? I never agreed to let Nancy go to a Muggle school before. Since it is your decision, you should go."

"Don't! Let Dad go!" Nancy stood up suddenly, "There was always a boy who bullied me at school, I want Dad to teach him a lesson!"

"Nancy! You can't solve the problem violently."

"I think so."

Annie glared at Tom, who coughed lightly and continued to eat with his head down.

"I have a special program on the radio station tomorrow, and I won't be able to leave for a while. You go and cover for me for a while. The teacher must report to me truthfully about Nancy."

Tom and Nancy looked at each other and reported truthfully?That's impossible.

Nancy Riddle inherited Tom's "devil king" blood, and she was like a big sister in the elementary school class. Although Tom knew that his girl was domineering in the school, he never stopped it.

Until recently, Nancy had cried to her father that a boy was bullying her, and Tom Riddle wanted to see a boy who had the guts to bully his daughter.

Comb your hair like an adult... oh no, a young man, put on a smart suit, and rub against the yellow school bus where your daughter goes to school. As a parent, Tom Riddle set off.

"Parent, you are not allowed to get on the school bus." The master driver stopped Tom who was about to get on the bus. Tom was forced to cast a confusion spell on the driver with wandless magic.

"This child develops so early, get in the car."

Nancy sat in her seat early, and there was another little boy beside her. Tom had a gloomy face, "Get out of the way, respect the old and love the young."

The little boy, with tears in his eyes, gave up his seat to the eighty-year-old Tom Riddle.

"What grade and class are you in?" Tom asked Nancy, and Nancy had a puffy face, unwilling to answer him, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not happy that you took my boyfriend's seat," Nancy said in a low voice.

"You are so young, you are not allowed to have a boyfriend." Tom suddenly felt that Anne was right, and that he had been too indulgent in disciplining Nancy.

"I don't care! You fell in love with your mother a long time ago! Otherwise, you would be in your 80s, and your mother is only 30!" Nancy clasped her arms in disbelief.

This is to give Tom Riddle eight mouths, and he can't speak clearly... This... Forget it, let's change the subject.

"By the way, which child did you say was bullying you?"

"That's him!" Nancy secretly pointed to a little boy in the back row. There was an empty seat next to him, and he looked unpopular.

"Every time I try to teach him a lesson, weird things happen and my magic doesn't work," Nancy said.

The school bus arrived at its destination soon, and Nancy said to her father when she got off the bus, "I'm in Class A, the second grade."

When Riddle got out of the car, he suddenly felt that he was hit by something, but he couldn't care less about it anymore. Without Nancy's guidance, he actually wandered around the campus for a long time before finding the seat of Class A of the second grade. .

"Ah, you are Nancy Riddle's parent, I remember you!" The head teacher warmly invited him to sit down.

"You're so slow." Nancy pouted.

Tom looked around.Suddenly, a man wearing glasses was found in the corner, and sitting beside him was the little boy who bullied Nancy.

Why does this person look more and more familiar...

"Okay, parents, today's parent meeting will officially begin, let's roll the roll first..."

The homeroom teacher called the names of the students one by one, and the parents raised their hands to signal. When he read James Potter, the man with glasses raised his hand, indicating that he was the parent of James Potter.

It's really a narrow road to the enemy. Tom Riddle now expresses his regret. Why does his daughter and the son of the opposite family go to the same elementary school?

The worst thing was that Nancy was bullied by his son. It was unbearable, but it was unbearable. It didn't matter that she had been defeated by Potter, but her daughter couldn't be wronged.

During this tormenting parent-teacher meeting, the two wizard parents looked at each other with "friendly" eyes.

The homeroom teacher’s voice was about to smoke when he said it, but he found that some parents were “deserting” below, “Ahem, then please feel free to visit the parents. I have something to say to some parents alone.”

Tom Riddle was detained for the first time since he was 90 years old. The homeroom teacher poured him a cup of tea very politely and asked in a friendly tone: "Mr. Riddle, your family What is your family education like?"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with our family's education. If there's anything wrong with Nancy, let's talk about it now."

(She wouldn't be in the Muggle world for long anyway...)

"That's right... This kid is not only bullying his classmates in class... but he also seems to be a little unclear about the relationship."

(Great job! She was not bullied at all, as expected of my daughter.)

"Ah... we will pay attention to this later, as for the future problem..."

"Well... actually there is a reason, the reason is the latter, Nancy always tells other children that her father is 90 years old, and other children don't believe her, or even isolate her, so Nancy will implement it Some retaliatory practices." The head teacher said, "Maybe you should tell your daughter your real age, and you can't always let your child live in a fantasy."

"She didn't lie." Tom Riddle took out his ID card indifferently, and the bright 1926 made the teacher feel confused.

"oh, I see…"

(The teacher's inner os: I want to call the police, I want to call the police!)

Mr. Riddle put away his ID card, "By the way, this is a secret, I will never forget it."

Sure enough, I still care a little about my age.

...............

"How is it? How is the parent meeting going?" Annie took off her high heels just after she got off work, "These high heels are too abrasive, I will never wear them again!"

"It went well. The teacher said that Nancy was doing very well." Riddle took off his apron and put the pasta on the table.

Annie sat down, and the smell of rosemary in the pasta made her feel better. She rolled it up with a fork and put it into her mouth, "Your craftsmanship is really getting better and better."

"It's all over your mouth."

The couple smiled sweetly. Annie suddenly noticed something abnormal about her daughter. Little Nancy kept saying with a livid face, "Daddy is 30 years old, daddy is the same age as mommy, daddy is 30 years old..."

"Why does she keep repeating this sentence? And... aren't you 90 years old?"

"Be good, eat more and talk less." He smiled and fed his wife mouthful after mouthful of food.

Anne suddenly felt that Tom Riddle's smile was a little creepy.

Oh, stingy man.