My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 260
"Williams, have you found a partner yet?"

At noon the next day, Nelson, who was looking for a clean seat in the auditorium with a plate, was stopped again. This time, it was a girl from Beauxbatons. After the announcement of the ball, several people from Beauxbatons had already approached him.

"Sorry, I'll invite others later," Nelson raised his head and declined the 1.8-meter-tall girl. In order to avoid shocking her, he added specifically, "I'm not very good at dancing French minuets." .”

Nelson shuddered as he imagined himself cuddled up in this girl's arms.

"It doesn't matter, we can dance the national standard, which is formulated by you in the UK," said the tall girl, "I have specially learned-"

"Nelson, have you seen my dear sister?"

Her attempt again was interrupted by an unexpected visitor.

Not far away, Alphard with the words "I want to be a performance artist" written in gold powder on his school uniform floated faintly.

Nelson almost laughed out loud when he saw Alphard out of the corner of his eye.

"Is this your friend?" The girl frowned and stared at Alphad who floated towards him, and asked with disgust on her face.

"Ah, yes, this is my good friend."

"Okay..." She shook her head in disappointment and left Nelson.

"I hope you find your favorite dance partner!" Nelson sent his blessings, put down the dinner plate, and greeted Alphard.

"I seem to have seen Walburga just now, but are you sure you are going to find her now?"

Nelson looked at the big golden characters on Alphard's body, a little worried about his safety.

"Of course, I'm going to tell my sister that three girls approached me today."

Alphard hadn't been spanked by his sister for three hours, and he felt ants crawling all over his body.

"This is not a chat, it's a visit..." Nelson cursed.

"Congratulations, have you found a dance partner?" Nelson asked with a forced smile, "Is it the girl who hit on you?"

"I found it," Alphard said as a matter of course, "I agreed to the first one. It was a sixth-grade girl from Gryffindor. I watched the Quidditch match with her when I was young. Haven't you found it yet?" Do you want me to ask her to introduce you?"

"Of course not, how could it be necessary?" Nelson scanned the auditorium, and suddenly saw a familiar figure. He waved and shouted, "Mettle, have you found a partner yet?"

Nelson's expression was a bit complicated. The girl in front of him was Myrtle, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. If everything went according to the established destiny, she should have been stared to death by the basilisk by now, and turned into a translucent ghost, living in the In the toilet in the maid's bathroom at the entrance to the secret room, she weeps and cries against the water tank every day.

The phrase "Eighteen Changes of Female University" is not suitable for everyone, but it is perfect for Myrtle. Nelson still remembers the first time he met her, she was almost squatted on the ground in Lihen Bookstore Myrtle stumbled. At that time, she might not be called ugly, but she was definitely not good-looking. Her baby-fat face was dotted with freckles. Although she was fair, she always buried her head with her breasts in her back and hunchback. Not to mention the thick double ponytails that can be called death aesthetics, but when Nelson saw her today, he seemed to be a different person.

This holiday, she has grown a lot taller like earing ears, and her slightly chubby figure has also become well-proportioned. I don't know if it is because of the growth, she has become more confident, her chest is raised, and she is very energetic.

She also finally untied the two thick ponytails, and a head of smooth brown hair hung behind her.

"Ah..." She turned her head in a daze, and when she saw that the person calling her was Nelson, she smiled and walked over, "Your color is much better than before."

"Honestly, I still don't know what color you're talking about." Nelson shrugged and asked, "Have you found a partner yet?"

"Nelson, you don't want to ask her to be your dance partner, hahaha!"

Suddenly, a loud and piercing laughter broke in, and Nelson frowned. It turns out that this kind of person really does not only appear in novels.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the laughter. A tall, dark-skinned boy put his hands in his trouser pockets and laughed like a toad at Myrtle.

"Who is this?" Nelson murmured unhappily, and the good mood for lunch suddenly disappeared. "Alphad, do you know him?"

"Oliver Hombe, from Ravenclaw, is in the same grade as us." Alphard whispered to Nelson, and then he looked at Olive and warned, "Humbey, don't you have a long memory?"

"What memory?" Olive glanced behind Alphard sternly. He didn't know what he saw. He suddenly puffed out his chest confidently and said, "Riddle is not by your side now."

"No, who is this person?" Nelson interrupted their reminiscence, squinting at Olive, "Your name is a little difficult to pronounce, I'll call you little husband, little husband, do we know each other well? "

"Nelson—"

"If I remember correctly, I don't seem to know you," Nelson said bluntly, "Call me Williams."

"Well...Williams," Kid, like another famous Kid, bowed his head quickly and heartily, "we've met, we've had classes together a lot, and I just wanted to tell you, find Mettle the ugly Being a dance partner will embarrass you."

"Sorry, we don't seem to know each other very well," Nelson maintained the most basic politeness, but his patience was about to be exhausted. He ignored the husband, turned his head to Alphard, and said, "Alpha De, I remember Tom should have dealt with these people right."

He put a lot of emphasis on the word "processing".

Myrtle is a classmate Nelson and Tom have known for a long time, even an old friend, but she has been tortured by campus bullying since the beginning of her enrollment. Nelson once consulted Tom, who is very wild, for advice on this. As an absolute opponent of campus bullying, Tom thought of a coup—to bully those bullies.

How should I put it, although the methods are a bit extreme, the effect is immediate. At least Mettle has rarely been bullied in Ravenclaw since the second year, especially after she and Christian got acquainted.

She can have such a big change, it is not unrelated to Tom's special help.

"Yeah, but this guy is different. He only harassed Mettle alone. He was honest when Tom was around, but when Tom wasn't around," Alphard shrugged and greeted Slytherin on the long table They leaned over, "You know, this kind of person is... I can't describe it, but you should understand."

"Nah..." After being glared at by Nelson, Xiaofu immediately rolled back the tongue he was pronouncing, "Williams, you don't need to mix with these dubious people, you have excellent grades, you should contact More people as good as you."

"What do you mean by someone who is as good as you? What kind of porcelain do you touch?" Alphard said disdainfully, "You don't think a row of O's is the same as a row of A's, do you?"

"Is his grades good?" Nelson still ignored the husband. He picked up a glass of undrinked orange juice from the table and handed it to Myrtle. When she saw the husband, she was already trembling. It seems that he was really bullied by this guy.

"Like I said, a row of A's."

"If I can make a row of T's, I might be able to look up to him."

"A row of T's is too difficult..."

"It doesn't matter," Nelson finally looked at Xiao Fu, and his first words almost shocked the jaws of the people around him, "Do you like Mettle?"

"I--"

"To be honest, your method is quite inferior. Since the fifteenth century, humans have rarely used this method of communication." Nelson decided to take a few minutes to educate this confused guy, "I'm curious , why are you biting Mettle? Because you think her appearance doesn't match your aesthetics?"

"I--"

"I think you are so ugly," Nelson said with a grin. "Can I bully you now? Alphard, you can call our friends over and block this place."

Called by Alphard, a group of Slytherins with the words "I want to be a performance artist" surrounded them. A look of panic flashed across Xiaofu's face. He didn't know Nelson very well, but he unexpectedly turned out to be someone who was better than him in his nightmare. Del is even more straightforward.

The little husband hurriedly said, "I didn't—"

"You don't have anything?" Nelson raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you reflect?"

"I--"

"It seems that you haven't reflected at all." Nelson didn't even give him a chance to reflect, and immobilized him with a petrification spell the moment Xiao Fu touched his pocket, and the golden Slytherins around him slowly surrounded him with a human wall up.

"By bullying to get others' attention, seven-year-olds don't bother to do it now." Nelson shook his head and looked at Myrtle, "Maitre, how do you want to punish him?"

"Punishment?" Myrtle didn't seem to care, and didn't take it seriously at all. "He just said it, and he can't do anything to me."

"Aren't you bothered?"

"I learned a magic that can specifically block a person's voice."

"Can you teach me?" Nelson cleared his throat when he realized that his thoughts were going astray, and turned back to the topic, "Since you don't know, let us help you."

The moment Nelson pulled out his wand, another

"Williams, what are you trying to do to my students?"

After seeing the person coming, the impenetrable human wall quickly opened a gap. Nelson raised his head. It was Professor Sykes. The husband was fixed in place, his eyes rolled wildly.

"Professor Sykes," Nelson replied, "your student is maliciously injuring another student."

"I know, Williams," Professor Sykes said softly, reaching out to the husband, "but my students don't need corporal punishment from others."

"The curse stops immediately." She raised her wand and pointed at Xiaofu, but Xiaofu who lifted the petrification curse still stood motionless.

"It's not physical punishment, Professor, we're just helping him remember what he should reflect on."

"I will punish," Professor Sykes nodded, looking at the four hourglasses behind the long desk of the staff, "Ravenclaw, one hundred points for Humbey's stupid behavior."

The sapphire in the hourglass was falling, and before the Ravenclaws could react, Ravenclaw's hourglass had already bottomed out.

"I also think he needs some confinement to learn to manage his mouth and his mind."

Professor Sykes waved his hand, and Xiao Fu had already floated into the air.

"We will see each other often in the future," Nelson said with a standard smile that showed eight teeth, "but to be honest, I heard you got all A's before. I thought you were educated, but I didn't expect you were just literate."

With a wave of his wand, Professor Sykes did not block it, nor did he have time to block it.

A line of glittering golden words appeared behind him, saying, "I am a work of performance art."

After seeing this line of writing, she quickened her pace and left with her husband.

"Mr. Williams, you are right," Beauxbaton's warrior Margaret suddenly appeared at the gap in the human wall where Professor Sykes had just left. After seeing Nelson and Alphard, she hesitated for a moment. Putting on the glasses, after confirming that Alphard was not Nelson's phantom, he asked, "Can you choose me as your dance partner?"

"Me?" Nelson shook his head, "Aren't you going to dance with your brother?"

"He doesn't have to jump either."

Nelson glanced at Alphard, same world, same sister.

"You saw it too, I'm asking her to be my dance partner," Nelson pointed to Myrtle, and said, "Sorry, I don't want to do the opening dance either, so my quick dance steps will definitely be revealed."

"Haha." Margaret covered her mouth and laughed, "Then I won't bother you."

She said don't bother, she really didn't bother, turned around and left.

At the main entrance of the auditorium, Tom, who was late, was happily chatting with Walburga, but Walburga's good mood disappeared immediately after seeing her brother's appearance, and she secretly clenched her fists and walked towards Alphard.

"Mytel, do you want to be my dance partner?"

"Yes, but my requirements may be higher," Myrtle said without hesitation, "My parents are both members of the Royal Federation of Teachers of Dancing, and I just heard you say that you are not very good at dancing, so I can teach you. "

"Thank you so much," Nelson showed a grateful expression, "Then contact me when you are free."

"Come on," Nelson said, facing Tom. "It's almost time. What should we eat?"

"Look at them," Tom asked. "I just saw an unlucky fellow being taken away by Professor Sykes. You won't..."

"You guessed it right." Nelson and Tom quickly found the women's bathroom, and after entering the secret room, they disapparated and left. "Have you found a dance partner?"

"How could I not find it?" asked Tom back.

A few minutes later, the two appeared at the door of the two brooms.

"Long time no see!" Newt and Felius seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

(End of this chapter)