My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Two dark wizards! Please land on the ground immediately and receive the inspection!" The leading wizard shouted at the two of them, "Please hand over the wand immediately and receive the inspection!"

"Interesting." Tom looked at the wizard and said with a chuckle, "How do you see that we are the dark wizard? I remember I have never used black magic."

"Strong words! Negative corners stubbornly resist!"

The wizard buttoned Tom's hat full of breath, and seemed to be very skilled in business, and the four wizards behind him were slowly approaching on their broomsticks. They hovered in a position where they could take care of each other, and the first two blocked them. Staying in the direction that Nelson and Tom were moving, the latter two were holding their wands, blocking the apparition of this airspace.

"Are you the Aurors of the Magical Congress of America?"

After evading the curse, Nelson didn't make any extra moves. He stood quietly in the air and asked the leading wizard.

But he did not answer Nelson’s question directly. He just repeated the words of disarming and surrendering, and emphasized the identities of the two dark wizards over and over again. He kept secret of his identities, but looking at the well-trained formation and standard dress, With the same Tina admonishment who is not on everyone's waist, their Auror identity has already been revealed.

But even in the air, even in the face of twice their own enemies, Nelson and Tom did not worry too much. Tom even asked jokingly, "Do you judge the identity of the dark wizard based on my color? If I wear a red dress and dye my red hair, can I pretend to be an American wizard?"

"You still have five seconds! Hand over your wand and cooperate with the inspection!"

The leading wizard said forcefully, and the three pointed at Nelson and Tom with their wands, their lips trembling slightly, as if they were accumulating magic.

"You're really dishonest." Nelson smiled, "Obviously, the Anti-Phantom Shifting Curse is about to be cast in three seconds, so I have to say five seconds."

"But don't worry," Tom put his arms around his chest and said unhurriedly, "we haven't learned to apparate yet."

Through the black crystal mask, their voices showed a grit-like roughness. They sounded like the way the dark wizard speaks in the story, and Tom, who was full of smoke, looked very evil, as if the next second. What powerful black magic must be used.

Compared with them, the five embarrassed Aurors who came to obstruct the investigation looked like decent people.

"Slow down, I want to confirm their identities."

Nelson whispered to Tom. As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding space suddenly choked, the clouds trembled, and a spherical area was faintly separated. The two wizards behind them put down their wands, and the Anti-Phantom Shifting Curse had been cast.

"No problem, no problem."

Tom lazily said that even though Aurors are often the elite of wizards, the air is too slow and too stupid for people like him who can fly easily without tools. He quickly withdrew his hand. At the moment when none of the five wizards reacted, a cold light flashed above one of them, and instantly penetrated behind him.

"Whoo!"

The sound of breaking wind came late after the light faded.

Hearing the change, the leading wizard turned his head and looked behind him, and saw that the face of the last person was stunned. They froze for a while in the air. The wizard at the end of the team even reached out and wiped his forehead, then raised the palm of his hand to the front again. , Did not see the blood stains, he just wanted to tell the leader of the other wizard's magic error, but found that the four people who looked at him showed a surprised expression.

"What...what's wrong?"

He was in a daze, suddenly, he felt his center of gravity plummet!

The wizard riding a polished rod fell into the cloud below his feet before he could even make a scream, smashing an abstract skewers-like hole in the flashing cloud, and the scattered broom heads were floating in the air one by one. , Flying away under the influence of the air current, Tom stretched out his hand to hold a straw, raised it in front of him and observed it carefully.

"The Magic Congress of the United States is very rich. The latest Silver Arrows and second-hand ones cost 100 gallons."

The leading wizard turned his head, his face was blue, and stared at Tom, while the other wizard who had cast Phantom Shifting Blockade quickly plunged into the clouds to find the fallen companion.

"You are really cruel... I am now convinced that you are the dark wizard." The wizard in the lead gritted his teeth and said, "You will be dead!"

"Yes," Tom didn't even pay attention to him, but said to Nelson, "Their Apparition Anti-Curse is not something that needs to be maintained. It seems that the spell is learned well."

"You have to believe in the teaching level of Ifamoni," Nelson said. "They are no worse than our Durmstrang."

"A German wizard?" The wizard became nervous, raised his broomstick, and formed an offensive and defensible triangle array with his rapidly pressing subordinates. The German wizard's enthusiasm for black magic made him think about it. Be vigilant, with one hand behind him, gesturing to the two subordinates.

"Introduce myself, my name is Karkaroff, and the gentleman who looks like a dark wizard is called Chamberlain."

Nelson said with a smile, but unfortunately the other party could not see the smiling face under his mask, and what the Auror didn't know was that his gesture was clearly seen by the mayfly hidden in the cloud. The meaning of the gesture was very simple. , Tina once shared these non-secret content with Nelson on the table-allowing the use of high-power spells without requiring alive capture.

I have to say that in some respects, the American Auror is much more pragmatic than the British "Teacher of Benevolence and Righteousness."

"What are you doing here?" The wizard tried to delay the time with words as much as possible, and the five people on the clouds looked like an outing, but also like a meeting.

"You haven't told us yet, your name is respected."

"Guy." He replied solemnly, "Remember, the person who caught you is called Guy."

"Oh, we do ask of you," Nelson nodded, "Can you tell me the second Salem's defense situation, and why, the American Auror will be blocked from going to this famous anti-wizard organization. On the road? How deep is your cooperation with Second Salem?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

"There is no such person, it is a fake name." At the same time, Nelson quickly passed the American Auror list collected by Newmontgard in his heart, and whispered to Tom, "It seems that they don't want to make a public statement, that is to say, Eighty percent did not have reinforcements."

"Why do you like playing intrigue games with these people so much." Tom felt a little boring. "Can't you just disarm and grab it?"

Seeing Nelson and Tom chatting to himself again, Guy was not upset. On the contrary, he was a little grateful.

Tom knocked down his subordinates too fast, so fast that he couldn't react at all. They wasted time, but instead gave himself a chance. After all, the magic should be ready.

He raised the spirit of twelve points, clenched his broom, staring at the two intruders in front of him, determined in his heart, he must not let them go!

Under the violent wind, the clouds under his feet were slowly spreading upwards. The wisps of clouds covered his vision. He felt his five senses become dull, and his hands became numb due to the low temperature in the sky. He could only hold the broom and confront the enemy, for fear that they would interrupt the subordinate's spellcasting. Although the figures below were almost completely swallowed by the clouds, this gave them a chance to brew magic, and the corners of his mouth were not easy. Perceived smile, even the weather is helping me.

A buzzing sound that is imperceptible to human ears sounded and then fell silent quickly. Guy stared at the two people who were talking and laughing. He did not notice that the sky had turned white like a cloud, nor did he notice his sense of time. Has become confused by the slow and fast clouds.

Suddenly, Nelson in front of him flashed like a phantom formed by clouds. Guy blinked. Nelson was still standing on the silver metal plate, no different from before.

But he was sure that the person in front of him must have moved something just now. He shouted, but the shout was too thin for the sky: "Kakaroff, what the **** are you doing!"

"nothing."

Nelson smiled, and Guy looked at the dark shadow that suddenly appeared behind the metal plate and was obscured by the clouds. He fixed his eyes and looked like he was alone.

Guy blinked again. The figure was familiar. He turned his head abruptly and looked down. One of his subordinates was still there, but on the other side, a lone flying broomstick was slowly falling because of losing its owner. Cloud.

"When did you—"

Before he could turn his head, he felt a sharp wand-like thing against his throat, his eyes slowly turned downward, and Tom's hand holding the wand came into view.

"Don't worry, calm down... Are you going to use thunderstorms?" Nelson's voice sounded behind him, "Although you have strict tactics, Mr. Guy, this is the air combat tactics of the Magic Congress 30 years ago. As far as I know, the flying broomsticks of the Silver Arrow series are different from the meteor models equipped in your previous tactical manuals. There are also some magic texts that use a lot of metal materials in its connection. I am saving your lives."

"how do you know…"

"It's been a long time since you have fought wizards in the air. Even the Thunderbirds that have to be faced often have become a natural disaster that hasn't occurred for a long time because of the existence of Newt Scamander," Nelson Shaking his head, "Otherwise, you should know that the silver arrow model may be very suitable for dexterous movements in Quidditch, but it is not suitable for high-altitude operations-it has neither the ability to run long distances, nor is it easy to be struck by lightning."

Hearing Nelson fascinatingly telling about their predetermined tactics, and he was even more familiar with tactical loopholes than himself, Guy's heart was cold. In fact, their team also has two wizards who provide cover for firepower. It's just that those two people disappeared at the beginning, and the Auror's tactical manual will not be released to the public. Thinking of this, his heart became more anxious.

Guy wanted to escape, but as soon as he raised his wand, he understood why the two people had to stay in the air until the Apparition Blockade was over.

"Damn it!"

He squeezed the broom tightly and screamed inwardly.

"boom!"

The sound of thunder sounded diagonally below him, and the subordinates who needed to use the thunderstorm suddenly lost their helpers, and they were already confused by their uncontrolled magical electricity.

"I'm still curious, why is the American wizard who has the most tension with Muggles willing to be Muggles' lackeys?"

Nelson snapped his fingers and waved his magic wand lightly. A louder and louder buzzing sound came from the clouds. Soon, three limp silhouettes were dangling out of the clouds by several mayflies. They went deep into the clouds. And he became soaked all over, much worse than his embarrassed appearance when he first saw it, and hung in front of Guy by the mayfly, just like meat hanging on a hook for sale in the market.

"I do not know what you're talking about!"

"The mouth is really hard, but the hands are too soft." Tom put down his wand boredly, and shook his head disappointedly. "I should be looking for you on the ground. I didn't even sweat."

Feeling the wand disappearing from his throat, Guy looked stiffly at the last subordinate who was still surrounded by the thunder and lightning he had summoned. He gritted his teeth, clenched the broom, and said sorry in his heart, then turned the broom. Head, plunged into the cloud.

The two wizards did not chase them, and it seemed that they couldn't lock their positions in the thick clouds!

There was a burst of joy in Guy's heart, and he accelerated to the northeast. As long as he could escape the range of the Phantom Shifting Blockade Curse, he could bring people to kill a carbine—but before that, I hope his four colleagues can hold on.

He must report this news to the Magic Congress, to the garrison not far away. Two dark wizards from Germany invaded the United States. Grindelwald still did not give up his ambitions!

"Do you want to chase?" Tom floated in the air, looking at Guy slowly flying to the northeast, and said, "As you thought, he really flew in the direction of Salem."

Guy didn't even notice that he was being casted on the Hysteresis Curse. His thinking was as slow as his frozen body, and he almost lost his sense of time. He thought he was flying fast, but in fact he was not much faster than Nelson riding a broomstick—if Nelson rode If you can fly on a broomstick.

"No, I sent a Mayfly to follow him." Nelson shook his head. "Let's see where he goes, but rest assured, as long as the Mayfly follows, he will never be able to Apparate."

"You are really funny." Tom said disgustingly, "I think you should predict that you will become the Dark Lord. Is this cat and mouse game like UU reading www.uukanshu.com interesting?"

"Don't let him believe that he successfully escaped, how could he lead us to find what we want?" Nelson shrugged, "Although the guys caught by the mayfly have already explained a lot, they are a bit lower. Son."

"So the American wizards really got together with Second Salem?"

"This is the strangest place." Nelson shook his head. "This Guy's reaction is also very strange. For a moment, I pulled him closer to the illusion. He doesn't seem to know much, but fortunately I collected it. Their combat data is actually the same as the information in the intelligence. They are still using old things decades ago. Muggle fighters are flying faster than them. There is no sense of urgency."

"Are you going to bombard the Magical Congress of America?" Tom looked at him with slanted eyes.

"Not really, but I guess we might be wanted like Newt."

"What does it feel like?"

"I don't know. It may be similar to a chocolate frog picture." Nelson shrugged. "And what does Chamberlain and Karkaroff have to do with us?"