My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"boom!"

A thick thunder pillar clung to Guy's side and roared straight to the ground. A buzzer came from Guy's ears, dizzy, and even the world turned upside down.

A double image appeared in his eyes, thick clouds rolling over his head and feet, and electric light flickered in the gaps between the clouds, attacking him from time to time, but brushing his body like a provocative witch, rushing to the wider world.

Even though the whole person was about to be frozen into a popsicle, big drops of sweat appeared on Guy's forehead.

"Why is it so cold." He gritted his teeth, his gums were forced out of blood, and the pain made him a little awake. "It shouldn't be so cold."

"Yes, it really shouldn't be so cold."

Not far above his head, Nelson and Tom were watching the poor guy quietly, and Nelson was pushing a cold ball into his cuff. Tom looked at the little silver ball and shuddered unconsciously. shake.

"Dementor?" Tom said with a toothache, "Is it necessary? To be honest, I'm a bit cold too."

"No way, Auror is a well-trained wizard. If it is not for this critical juncture, he will not easily lead us to his nest." Nelson half-closed his eyes, his face expressionless, his body was covered. With a layer of Yinhui belonging to the patron saint, seeing Tom trembling with cold but stiffening, Yinhui separated a strand and wrapped it around Tom's neck like a scarf. Nelson said unbearably, "Is it a little bit for us like this? It's cruel, really like two dark wizards."

"Take it lightly, strangled to death," Tom patted his unique "bib", and after breathing smoothly, he glared at Nelson with slanted eyes and looked at the four sleeping-cursed floating behind him. The wizard, his teeth hurt more, and asked, "Are you serious? You released the dementors. You caught them. You released the identity of the black wizard. Now you tell me you Feel a bit cruel?"

"Okay," Nelson shrugged, "I just want to make myself feel better on a moral level, but for this kind of person who is a wizard and colludes with the Second Salem, even if he has any difficulties, he deserves to suffer. of."

"Why don't I know when you became a ‘wizard’?"

"You misunderstood, Tom," Nelson shook his head. "They are as disgusting as the Muggles who serve as wizards to pray for prosperity and wealth."

"Humph."

"Let's follow along a little bit." Nelson looked at Guy who was swaying away, controlling the metal plate under his feet and chasing forward.

The wind may not be peaceful on the top of the clouds, but the sun is beautiful all year round.

But under the clouds is a completely different situation.

"Damn it, must... must escape."

With the wind roaring over his head, Guy held the trembling broom with his cold hands. What Karkaroff said was right. In this kind of thunderstorm, the silver arrow containing metal parts is really difficult to control.

"Fortunately, the two arrogant dark wizards did not catch up... Karkaroff, Chamberlain..."

He kept repeating those two names, as if it would give him strength. He clearly felt that his body was losing vitality, and his spirit was weakened under the high wind, and he kept lifting up. The wand tried to apparate, but failed repeatedly. He didn't think that the two people would follow him behind him in a wicked way to block the surrounding airspace. The higher-level account whirled in his mind, but he was quickly tortured. Banished the nightmare.

But he can't take care of so much anymore. Guy only feels that all the unpleasant memories from childhood to the present have flooded into his mind. The desire to survive has overcome all thoughts. Driven by simple beliefs, he rides a broomstick and froze. The ground flew towards the station.

His heart is full of sorrow and sorrow. The once proud and the Auror’s first self was not only placed in such a **** and broken place, but today he ended up in such an embarrassing situation. The two guys did not even take a shot at himself. But the fear in his heart had defeated him early, like a bereaved dog, sniffing for his nest, what an ugly posture!

"Look at that person, it looks like a dog."

Tom looked at Guy and laughed. He never felt sympathy for self-inflicted weak people.

"You said a classic line, Tom," Nelson ordered the stalking mayfly to lock Guy, pulling the platform under his feet, and then no longer looking at him, just looking at the sun, dazedly, "I used to like to hang on the roof. The sun, but London has only endless fog, and being so close to the sun today, I feel that it is not as mild as I thought."

"Are you in the sky," Tom curled his lips. "Isn't the sun on the beach very pleasant when I was in Albania?"

"Yes, I hope that before we leave, we can also wait here for a good weather suitable for beach trips."

"There will be. I also heard that there are many sunken ships left by Britain in those years," Tom said enthusiastically. His thoughts had already floated to the treasures on the bottom of the sea. He glanced down and reminded, "Gnar, he landed. NS."

There is a section of railroad track buried under the wind and sand in the wilderness ahead. There is a dilapidated little bungalow beside the railroad track. A thick pine wood folded in half is placed on the roof, and Guy riding a broom is slowly approaching there.

Not far to the north, Nelson can see many factories. They are Muggle Salem, which is not able to afford the expensive rents in Boston. It is said to be a small town. In fact, it is a mini city. On the ground, they can unscrupulously squeeze the blood and sweat of the workers, and most of the people who work here, even live in the suburbs of Boston, come here to work every day on foot or in a chicken-coop-like car.

Although the area under their feet is in the northeast of Boston, they are already swaying, and there is no one in there. If it is really the second Salem's station, then the concealment method is indeed somewhat level.

"Wait, Tom."

Nelson stretched out his hand and grabbed Tom who was flying forward. He rubbed his chin with interest, and a common sparrow flew out of his sleeve. The sparrow rushed forward like an arrow from the string after leaving the sleeve. Somewhere in the air, it suddenly disappeared.

"Is there a defense?" Tom slammed the car and looked at the normal sky ahead.

"It seems to be the same magic as the Woolworth Building... the entrance appears."

Nelson stretched out his magic wand and tapped it lightly in front of him. A small owl made of light particles like a firework flew out from the tip of the stick, fluttering its wings and hit the invisible barrier. The moment it touched the sparrow’s disappearance, the owl It exploded with a "bang", and the scattered light particles condensed in the air into a series of magic spells, and appeared in front of the two of them.

"Can you switch to another animal," Tom has a toothache again, "do you have to use an owl?"

"I can't blame me, Tom. The entrance sign of the Magic Congress of the United States at Woolworth Building is an owl. You need to cast the correct magic on it before you can enter the space belonging to the wizard." Nelson looked at the spell in front of him with a playful expression. "It's the latest spell. It's really interesting. The Auror's tactical manual is still the lineup from decades ago, but this protection spell is quickly updated."

Tom watched Nelson's dazzling operation, and saw the spell in front of him flying forward like a net under the command of a wand, and it was closely attached to the barrier in the air. Soon, it looked like a brick. Appearing in the air, starting in front of Nelson, a huge hemispherical cover that buckled the wasteland in front of him flashed away.

"Why are you so proficient?" Tom asked curiously. "Did you be an Auror in the United States for a few years?"

"No, Tom, this is another long story. A descendant of a traitor who finally got rid of his charge after several generations, but again chose to betray his Ministry of Magic," Nelson carefully observed the cracks in the bricks. The magical power that flickered in between, lightly picked out with a magic wand, condensed on the fingertips, "If I can ask for his consent, I will tell you."

"Are from Newmondgard?"

"I have to say that Grindelwald does have a lot of friends." Nelson nodded. "His eloquence in persuading others to betray is even more outstanding. Even a person in a high position can hardly escape his bewitching."

After all, Nelson took the two coins together from his pocket. The wand on the front of the coin pointed straight forward. He stuck the coin on the shadow-like wall in front of him. The wall did not resist him. His hand passed easily, and half of his arm disappeared, which looked rather strange.

Nelson turned his head, looked at Tom, and said, "Tom, we might go to war with the Ministry of Magic of a country. Are you afraid?"

"For the chocolate frog picture," Tom yelled a funny slogan listlessly, "Don't be alarmist, Gnar, or I might really use some uncontrollable magic."

"Okay," Nelson shrugged, "I mean, it can now be confirmed that the Second Salem has a direct connection with the Magical Congress of the United States, and the barrier is very new."

"How new is it?"

"The next day the magic power in the Helbo Horcrux dissipated into reality."

"That's really very efficient." Tom snorted coldly. "Dumbledore sent a notice to the world through Wissengamer? They are so hidden, they don't really want to study anything from this disgusting thing. Good stuff, right? No?"

"Well, our Mr. Mouse is coming too," Nelson smiled lightly. "Now it seems that I don't sympathize with him at all."

Guy swooped quickly on his broomstick and rushed towards the cabin by the railroad track.

"It's still one step away, as long as you can get to that place—"

As he approached the ground, Guy’s spirit was completely relaxed, but his physical stamina was not fully recovered, so when he was about to land, his hands slipped off the broom and hit the ground with a bang, his body Instinctively curled up and rolled forward.

"Guy?"

There was an exclamation from the cabin, and a witch dressed in Auror-style clothing came out from the room, "Have you caught the two intruders? Huh? Where are they?"

Guy finally showed his first smile today. Although he was very embarrassed, he finally arrived. As long as he enters the door, he is safe enough.

He simply gave up and allowed himself to be rolled forward by the inertial trend. The witch quickly realized that the problem was not right, and hurriedly raised his wand, ready to catch Guy.

But she froze very quickly. When Guy was about to hit her, with a sound of bone compression and deformation, Guy’s wizard robe fell to the spot, and a frightened gray mouse waved his limbs and tail from the thick. She broke free from her robe and screamed "Squeak". The witch who saw this scene stared at the mouse in front of her, her mouth widened in amazement.

"You almost ran into a lady." A hand stretched out to the ground, pinched the tail of the rat that was fluttering, and lifted it upside down. Nelson straightened his waist and shook the rat in his hand. The coin that was together fell off its body. He picked it up with his wand and said to the witch, "You can call me Mr. Karkaroff, I'm here to wipe your butts for you self-righteous guys."

"I'm Chamberlain," Tom turned around and suddenly appeared in front of the witch. He developed the magical use of Nelson's half phantom spell in order to confirm the direction of the visitor. The four sleeping wizards were suspended behind him. He said stiffly, "As for the'them' you care about, here they are."

The witch was trembling, speechless, even when she was in such extreme panic, she tremblingly reached the place where the counselor was hanging from her waist.

"Are you looking for this? Madam?" Nelson waved the silver device in his hand. "Is it new? Is there a whistleblower function?"

He looked at the small box in his hand that was very similar to and slightly different from Tina's counselor, and gently buckled a fingernail-sized part from the bottom.

"Newmontgard's magic communication module?" Nelson laughed, "I will not be humble, no one is more familiar with it than I."

Holding the coin, he took a step forward and approached the frightened witch. She was still groping around her waist, and as soon as she walked into the house, a familiar and disgusting smell came on her face.

On the wall facing the small door of the wooden house, there is a thick, iron gate, which is open, presenting a world that is completely different from the outside world. There are no distinctions, no beauty, and matches. There are many box-like gray houses, here is a hidden town.

You can see many wizards wearing Auror costumes in the Tao~www.readwn.com~ There are some researcher-like wizards scattered in the crowd. They are holding chains in their hands, and the other end of the chain is tied to a group of clothes. Around the neck of the scruffy guy, those without magic wands were lying on the ground like beasts, with a strong black air rippling over their bodies. A cold but fanatical aura filled the sky over the small town, and fragmented and crazy laughter could be heard vaguely.

"You are so bold that you want to study this kind of thing."

Nelson finally knew how the dementor was born. He felt his scalp numb, and he couldn't help but admire the fearlessness of the ignorant American wizard.

"That...that...that..."

"Stop it," Nelson shook her head and walked past the witch, her feet soft and fainted. "There is nothing to say to the front desk."

"What's that?" Tom tied the four prisoners together with one person and one rat in the house, frowning and looking at the town behind the iron gate. No one of them noticed the change in the hut.

"That's rubbish, but some people just don't believe in evil, they just like to pay for money in their shit." Nelson frowned and said, "I have never seen this before, I am afraid it will take a lot of hands and feet."