My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Grindelwald."

Newt's body tightened suddenly, and he raised his wand and pointed it at Grindelwald's front door. While slowly bending down, put the always-on suitcase on the ground, hooked the buckle of the suitcase with the little finger of his left hand, a pair of bright orange eyes looked out from the opening of the suitcase, staring at Grindel. fertile.

Newt’s tone was extremely calm, but his twitching cheeks revealed his clenched teeth and uneasy mood. His right sleeve that raised his wand slipped off, and the muscles of his forearm were tight. After putting down the box, Newt slowly Moved and walked between Nelson and Grindelwald, firmly blocking Nelson behind him.

"Oh?" Grindelwald tilted his head, squinted at the pale blond-haired man before him, and asked after a while, "Newt Scamander?"

He did not take out his magic wand, but stood on the spot leaning on the flying broomstick, looking at the strange combination in front of him with interest, and suddenly lowered his head and chuckled, as if thinking of something interesting.

"Have you formed any combination? Hogwarts drop-out student combination?" Grindelwald smiled enough. He raised his head, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, put down his wand and straightened his collar, and asked, "You can take me one. Don’t you tell me, I also dropped out of Temstrang midway."

Newt didn't answer, but just looked at the surroundings from the sidelines, and took a few steps back, getting closer to Nelson.

"If you fight later, you will run, you know?" He squeezed a word through his teeth in a low voice, peeked his left hand back, and patted Nelson on the shoulder. He had completely forgotten that Nelson was supposed to be. With Grindelwald, they only felt that they should protect this young schoolboy from the dark lord’s hands, so they said softly, “Zou Wu will come out of the box later, and you will run over and lie down on him. On his back, he will take you away."

"Senior Newt, actually I—"

"Don't worry about me, he has never been able to please me in my hands." Newt whistled, and the box placed aside was slowly opened from inside.

In the clear sky, dark clouds slowly gathered, and after only a few seconds, an atmosphere of dark clouds pressing the city and destroying the city was added to the top of the head.

Nelson squinted his eyes, and a vigorous figure flew quickly among the flashes of electric light.

"Is it Thunderbird?" Nelson thought. "When did he follow?"

"Seriously, I am a little touched. If there are more people like you in the world, there will be fewer tragedies." Grindelwald sighed and threw the broom aside, and said sternly, "Put away yours. Magic wand, I don’t want to disturb people’s sleep here."

"Grindelwald, you..." Newt held up his wand and looked at the Dark Lord on the opposite side suspiciously.

"As you said to Nelson, I've never gotten a favor in your hands." Grindelwald pressed both hands and asked in a deep voice, "So what's the point for you to come to our Newmont Gade?"

"I..." Newt was choked by this question. He didn't expect to encounter Grindelwald here. In his imagination, Grindelwald, who is doing things all over the world, should appear anywhere, but it shouldn't. Appearing in his base camp, facing a strong enemy, but there are still weak people behind him who need to protect himself. Newt's nervousness disappeared. He calmly asked, "I remember you said that Newmontgard is an inclusive of all wizards. Place, can't I come and see it?"

"Oh?" Grindelwald smiled, and he sighed, "Newt, after so many years, you have matured a lot, are you here to give up?"

"Mr. Grindelwald," Nelson walked out from behind Newt and explained to Grindelwald standing beside him, "I met Senior Newt in Krakow, and he promised to teach me some magic such as Apparition. , So I invited him to live as a guest."

Newt panicked when he saw Nelson stand up, and stretched out his hand and kept pulling him behind him.

"Hahahaha." Grindelwald looked at Newt's slightly funny movements and couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head, raised his hands and said, his tone was even a little relieved, "Newt, you did what your friend did before. ."

"Shut up, don't talk about her!" Newt's emotions became agitated, and he yelled at Grindelwald, "You are not worthy!"

"Sorry, Newt, every wizard is equally important in my heart. It is not what I want to see when such a thing happens. I am more sad than you think with the death of such a good witch." Grindelwald Not angry at his rudeness, he just shook his head slightly sadly, "Since you are a friend invited by Nelson, you are also a guest of Newmontgard."

"Welcome to Newmontgard. The recent guests have become more and more interesting." He looked at Newt with a sincere gaze, bent down and picked up the flying broomstick that he had thrown aside, looking at Nelson's orders. Said, "Take Newt to stroll around here, let him open his eyes and see what kind of city is here, what I think in my heart, and our ideals."

"Okay." Nelson nodded and agreed.

"Then I'll go first, there's something else... By the way, Nelson, there is no need to think too much about the process when Apparition. In fact, almost all wizards don't know that Apparition is experienced. What kind of process, you only need to focus on yourself and your destination, and the magic of the rest will help you complete." Grindelwald could not bear Nelson’s "magic of love in circles" and couldn’t bear it. Zhu said, "There is one more thing. When you went to Poland, I opened up the permission of the library area to you. If you take the stick connected to the statue, it will automatically recognize that you can read. The books that best match your current progress will be delivered to your eyes, so you don’t have to look for books aimlessly."

"Thank you, Mr. Grindelwald." Nelson nodded and watched Grindelwald step on his broomstick.

Grindelwald’s movements on the broomstick were very professional and consistent. Like a professional Quidditch player, he stepped on the ground lightly, and the broom floated lightly off the ground, and his robe hunted under the breeze. A ring of smoke spread from under his feet.

"Wait, Grindelwald." Newt suddenly interrupted Grindelwald's movements. Grindelwald got off the broom and stood politely to listen to him. Newt thought for a moment and asked, " Why did you leave Nelson here? I checked. There is no trace of Confusion Curse or Imperius Curse on his body."

"I didn't force him to stay." Grindelwald explained, "It's just that Nelson has nowhere to go. My place is very spacious and he needs food and clothing, so I invited him to stay here."

"What do you want?" Newt asked, "What do you want from him? The support of his parents' comrades back then? Or something strange."

"Newt, although it’s a good thing to think hard, it’s not good to think too much." Grindelwald shook his head and corrected, "You don’t know what I’m really looking for. Nelson is a company I am optimistic about outstanding young people. This is not only because of his descendants of my strong enemy, it may be like this at the beginning... But then more because of his own talent-I have seen too much of me in Nelson The shadow of the year, if you meet a young wizard who is as gifted as him, will you drive him away?"

"I won't..." Newt has the qualities that most Hufflepuffs have. He is honest and not stubborn. He has always been a frank person.

"You may think that our old friend Albus and I are incompatible and incompatible, but I am as focused on education as he is." Grindelwald turned his eyes to Nelson, and his voice sounded briskly, "But I am different from him. I think more talented wizards deserve more preferential treatment, don't they? So I have always tolerated you a lot, even if you have put me in jail-because you are the kind of talented wizard, understand?"

After he finished speaking, he stopped speaking, just straddled his broomstick again, kicked his legs, and quickly went into the sky.

"Where did you say he played in the Quidditch team?" Nelson issued an untimely question, recalling what Grindelwald had just said about Apparition, watching the iron gate turning in the distance. body.

Darkness rushed toward his eyes and whole body like a tide, and a sense of oppression accumulated over his body from all directions. The next moment, Nelson stood in front of the iron gate.

He clutched his forehead, his body swayed uncontrollably because of weakness, Newt teleported to the side when he saw this, held him, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Nelson replied in a low voice, trying to stop his shaking body, "I just feel a little tired."

"You are too young. Apparition should not be the magic that you should be exposed to at your age. So your mana reserves may not be enough to support yourself for a complete Apparition. I have seen your transformation and it uses a This is a very magic-saving technique, otherwise you don't have the power to support that kind of large-scale deformation." Newt explained quickly, reaching out to his suitcase and shouting, "The suitcase is flying."

"So..." Nelson was a little dry.

"You need to eat some high-calorie food and a lot of drinking water." Newt took out a box of waffles and a large kettle from the compartment of the suitcase, opened the box, took out a piece to Nelson, and reached into the box. Rubbing in the mezzanine, "Cup...Where is my cup?"

"Thank you," Nelson took the waffle. Newt's dessert box seemed to have some magic. The texture of the waffle was as soft and sweet as it was freshly baked, and it was even hot. He took it from his pocket. He took out a small metal ball and placed it in his palm, and it quickly turned into a white porcelain teacup, "I have a cup here."

"Oh, this is really great." Newt unscrewed the lid of the big kettle, poured sweet water into the cup, and exclaimed, "Nice deformation, Nelson, I like the cornflower pattern on the teacup and This handle."

"Thank you," Nelson swallowed the waffle, feeling the sweetness of the custard scent in his mouth. "This waffle is delicious."

"It's delicious, Nelson!" Newt said with a big grin, his mouth almost reaching the corners of his ears, and he proudly said, "This is made by a good friend of mine. He opened a cake shop in New York. I heard that the secret recipe passed down from the family was used, and all his snacks are well done!"

"Can you tell me where his shop is?" Nelson's mouth was filled with waffles, and as soon as he swallowed, he grabbed a piece of waffle and stuffed it in his mouth. Go to the store to eat."

"Well, well, you can find him on the phone book in New York. His name is Jacob Kowalski. He is a man who doesn't know how to make magic." Newt felt honored and picked up a waffle. Put it in his mouth, squinted his eyes happily, and when he swallowed it, he suddenly woke up and said more excitedly: "Nelson, you have successfully Apparated!"

"Yes!" Nelson realized that he had changed positions. He hurriedly touched the top of his head and found that the bunch of hair was still there. Then he said excitedly, "I succeeded!"

"It seems that Grindelwald understands better than me..." Newt stretched out his claws and rubbed Nelson's hair again. His hairstyle has not been neat today. "But what about him, at least you have learned it? "

"Yes." Nelson nodded. "And I think you said in more detail. The first failure may be just because of the first time. Everyone has the first time."

"That's true," Newt looked at Nelson's expression of trying to pretend not to comfort others~www.readwn.com~ with a smile and increased his strength, "but this magic is just a decoration for you. , After all, your magic power may only be enough for a short-distance apparition, before you grow up, you can use it a few times less."

"I have another method of transmission." Nelson drew a slender cane from his pocket and showed it to Newt like a treasure. "This is a product of Grindelwald. You saw me use it before."

"Oh... it's so beautiful." Newt stared at the cane in fascination. No man could refuse the temptation of a slender and well-proportioned wooden stick. What's more, the cane is still a trend in the wizarding world even decades later. The representative of fashion.

"I think Grindelwald may be a batsman." Nelson slowed down, walked towards the cemetery, and returned to the topic at the beginning. "He seems to hurt when he hits."

"No, he must be a seeker." Newt said firmly. "He is very fast, you know, the fastest on the Quidditch arena is the seeker... By the way, you like it. Do you play Quidditch?"

"No, I don't know how to ride a flying broomstick."

"Coincidentally, I'm not good at it either."

Nelson pushed open the iron gate of the cemetery, took off his trilby and buckled it in his arms, walked in with a serious expression, and looked at the most central marble tombstone. Jumping to Hogwarts, my classmate is Voldemort Chapter 109 Waffle Green Reading-Hogwarts, my classmate is Voldemort Click [Jump]

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