My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Well, everyone, I believe that after a break at noon, everyone must have a deeper understanding of the topics discussed before, but before that, please allow me to introduce you to three new members who have joined this meeting-just now Ms. Scamander, who was appointed as the Acting Director of the Law Enforcement Department, Professor Twelve Trees, the president of Ifamoni School of Magic, and...the representative of New Salem Charity, Mr. Daguerre."

The wizards here are no strangers to the first two. The former had just made a big fuss in the archives. The left-behind Aurors were tortured by this old colleague and her husband. The latter was almost everyone’s former teacher. , But as soon as the last participant was named out, his head was pointed at by more than a dozen magic wands and two guns.

and many more? Two guns?

The wizards looked at the thirty-one team, and the knowledgeable people were scared into a cold sweat. Within this distance, humans are equal to guns.

"I understand your hatred, but I was expelled from Second Salem a long time ago," Daguerre said, raising his hands. "In fact, I have been in Armando Dipe for several years. Under the instructions of Mr. Special to collect the evidence of the second Salem who made the silent, I have the most direct and true evidence in my hands. Gentlemen and ladies, I am here to atone for my sins."

But no one would take it lightly because of his narrative, so the meeting finally started under the vigilance of a dozen magic wands and the two guns.

"Hey!" The newly changed door was locked from the inside, and no one knew what the people in the meeting room were talking about.

...

But after that night, documents concerning the self-reported crimes of the Magic Congress of the United States drifted around the world like snowflakes.

This official report did not mention the accident that took place in Salem, where nearly half of the officials got in. It only stated that they were "serving their sentences", and the main content is divided into three parts-the part of the Magic Congress of the United States. Man manipulated and used the plan of Second Salem, the record of illegal trading of people (including wizards and non-witches) in Second Salem in the past sixty years, and the final highlight-the detailed bill of the illegal business of Second Salem .

When I saw the detailed bill, Nobby Rich, who had just returned to the ministry triumphantly from the United States and hadn’t had a hot butt, was like the leaders of wizards in many countries. With the help of Daguerre, many of Second Salem’s products are widely sold, and their customers are naturally spread all over the world. Under Daguerre’s personal identification, this list is simply more than the attendance list of the teachers. detailed.

Nobby Ritchie roared, shouting back to the secretary who had just left, and instructed him to fetch the files of the Knockout Alley explosion and the Muggle trafficking case in the Scottish Highlands not long ago. When comparing the list provided by the Magical Congress of the United States with these two When the persons involved in the case corresponded one by one, he almost fainted, because the order to pardon Karaktakus Bock was given by him a few months ago. At that time, it was reported extensively on the grounds that "for magic Spit out contribution of the Ministry".

"Minister Rich, what shall we do?"

"Catch it back, catch it all..."

Nobby Rich held his forehead, and he understood the sinister intentions hidden under the appearance of the good old man of Norton II-I feel uncomfortable, so don't follow suit.

The people who didn't know the inside story were surprised at how the Ministry of Magic suddenly began to settle the old accounts, and those who knew the inside story didn't even have time to run away.

Not long after, after the wizards who thought they were sitting back and relax, an official statement was sent to each reader's home by the "Daily Prophet".

From the relevant reports of "Singing and Singing", readers can only slightly understand the heroic postures of the two justice passers-by, but they have no understanding of the full picture of the incident. At this moment, getting such a detailed explanation of the incident makes people’s hearts full of shock. , They were shocked by the criminal's madness, and they were also afraid that their children and even their own children had been shrouded in this danger.

But all this is too far away from the peaceful wizards, and their focus is more on the last one-the United States will be the last country to implement the Muggle segregation policy to explore a new type of racial openness that is in line with the development of the times.

What kind of open development is it? Is the United States going to disclose the existence of wizards to all Muggles? What about the UK? Should I be forced to participate? These are the contents that may directly affect their lives.

Under the running and calling of relevant parties, the great discussion that was permanently shelved before the signing of the International Confidentiality Act in 1689 was once again put on the table by wizards—whether wizards should continue to be hidden in this world. .

As the leading brother of the British newspaper industry, the Daily Prophet certainly cannot give up this hot spot. So when the Magic Congress of the United States was preparing to abolish the "Rapaport Law", they also sent reporters to understand the views of the people. , Ready to come up with a topic, this is a big event, after all, the United States is the last bastion of the Muggle quarantine policy in the world, which can be regarded as a big event for both the conservative and the open.

In this way, that annoying person who always likes to sing the opposite tune should understand what the pattern is, right?

Reporters with "heavy responsibilities" set off to travel across the country, but what suffocates them is that most wizards don't even know what the "Rappaport Law" is. Is the news so closed now?

The reporter who set off for Diagon Alley was the one who felt most suffocated.

"Didn't we do this?" The bald red-haired interviewee seemed to be an official of the Ministry of Magic. His answer was extremely formulaic. "As far as I know, the Ministry of Magic makes every major decision. Seek the advice of the Muggle Prime Minister. The Ministry of Magic adheres to the principle of protecting the rights of Muggles and regularly conducts investigations on officials and the Auror team..."

No nutrition, the reporter scratched his head, glanced at the automatic writing quill, and began to look for the next interviewee.

"I don't feel anything. Our whole family lives in a remote village in Cornwall. The only neighbors are wizards and those nasty elves," a witch who had just emerged from the communal fireplace in Diagon Alley showed blankly to the camera. Holding the empty basket in her hand, "I use the Floo network to travel. I haven't dealt with Muggles in my entire life. Does it make any difference?"

There is still something new, the reporter nodded and polished the passage.

"I think it is necessary. When I was studying at Hogwarts, the other three friends in the dorm were all Muggles. Under their influence, I fell in love with football, which is far more competitive than Quidditch. It’s a strange sport. If the wizard exposes his existence, can we ride the broom to watch the ball game from the top of the field?"

His answer triggered protests from passing Quidditch fans. Even fans of rival teams such as the Kenmare Kestrels and the Mondros Magpies joined forces and threw the newly bought dragon at the interviewee. Shit, the young interviewee was dressed avant-garde, with a silver necklace of Deathly Hallows hanging on his chest. While answering questions from reporters, he shouted "Quidditch needs to introduce advanced technology and tactics of modern football." , While avoiding the attacking dragon dung.

When asked about his necklace, he appeared to be ignorant of wizard politics and replied blankly: "This is an ornament I bought at the Hogsmeade market. Don’t you think it’s cool? ?"

The reporter was silent, the interviewee was a bit too divergent. He copied this passage as it was, and surrounded by good people, he was looking for the next goal.

"This is crazy! Sir, reveal our existence to Muggles? I definitely won't agree. If the Ministry of Magic really does this, I think I will choose to immigrate to a country that respects the rights of wizards. You might I’ve never seen Muggles’ literary works. In their perception, wizards are as evil as vampires and werewolves and must be eliminated!" The reporter of the Daily obviously did not interview him, but he still squeezed out the crowd of onlookers, and his loud voice overwhelmed the real interviewees who were organizing language.

His concept is as stubborn as the purest pure-blooded nobleman, but his sloppy shape looks like a dumb gun without the ability to take care of himself. This old man was able to yell at the real interviewee, "Hogwarts should Keep those mudbloods out," and soon spread to the plan to kill all Hufflepuffs, because Hufflepuff had the most Muggle-born students, and in the end, he was already immersed in his own world. , Proposed that Slytherin be independent to ensure that young wizards are not contaminated by unclean blood.

The crowd onlookers did not say a word, but the anger in their hearts had been accumulated for a long time. Not to mention, the passers-by on this road were some Hufflepuff students who were born in Muggles.

Soon, a curse was shot from the crowd and hit the old man's ass. He dropped his crutches, clutched his ass, and wailed.

The reporter couldn't stand this kind of brutality, so he hummed and ordered the camera to face back together. A few seconds later, the "swish swish" curse resounded over Diagon Alley, and the crowd had already dispersed before the Auror arrived. Leaving, mixed into the larger crowd, only a pig with four tails was left humming on the ground.

"Has Hufflepuff eat your bread?!"

The reporter of the "Daily Prophet" hummed a song, turned into an alley with the camera, pulled out the film from the camera, and carefully found a negative of the magic wand in the crowd, and wiped it with his hand. It became a ball.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

The Auror, who was looking for the perpetrator, quickly rushed to the alley and saw two suspicious persons standing inside, screaming.

"Oh? Sir, are you an Auror? Can you accept our interview? Regarding the topic that is popular recently."

The camera action is also very fast, holding up the camera, slapped a photo.

The Auror blinked blankly at his eyes blinded by the flash, not forgetting to stroke his hair that was crooked by the wind.

"What topic? Is the Chadley Artillery Seeker accused of modifying the flying broomstick privately?"

"..."

At the same time, Nelson and Tom finally ended their wandering journey in the Atlantic Ocean, leading Adele off the boat.

When disembarking, Tom’s legs were soft, but he was unmoved and even felt a little nauseous.

"I don't understand, Gnar, why the sea was fine when I went to the United States, but the waves were so big when I came back?"

"This may have something to do with ocean currents and cyclones." As a person who often travels by boat, Nelson didn't feel so uncomfortable. Instead, he felt that the refreshing journey after the resolution of Helbo was like a vacation. He rubbed Adele's head and asked. Said, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"I have nothing to vomit." Adele tried to pretend that he was also seasick, but this concern made Tom even more uncomfortable. She whispered, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you want to Apparate. "

"It is said in the book that children are not suitable for Apparition." Tom strained his nausea, and said with his mouth pursed. Saying this is disgusting and that disgusting, now it really is disgusting."

"People and their physique cannot be generalized," Nelson smiled and handed Tom a bottle of seasickness potion, and said to Adele, "Becoming a powerful wizard starts with exercising."

"Why didn't you take the medicine out earlier?" Tom complained, taking the medicine bottle.

"Tom, I just found this from your potion bag," Nelson said helplessly, "Do you think I will prepare seasickness pills?"

"It's disgusting... so annoying, I was forgotten by nausea."

Tom unscrewed the cork and gurgled the potion. He deserved to be Professor Slughorn's proud disciple, and the effect was immediate.

"Are we going to Hogg... Hogg?"

"It's Hogwarts, Adele," the rejuvenated Tom took his suitcase and said, "but it will be a while before you leave school. You can enjoy the last childhood time, and you will only be like us in the future. School is looking forward to the holiday."

"I'm going to rent a few houses in Diagon Alley. I want to check some things," Nelson planned. "You can help Adele buy some things you need to learn, wands, etc., by the way."

There were stars in Adele's eyes, and he imagined what he would look like when he got the wand. Seeing this scene, Tom and Nelson looked at each other and smiled silently. Once upon a time, they had the same vision, and their Childhood is about to come true in the little girl.

"Wow, wow--"

There was a sound of flapping wings from above. Nelson looked up and saw an owl: "Oh~www.readwn.com~ There are pets. I think owls are good, at least practical. Don’t buy strange animals. ."

"Beware of strange animals hitting you," Tom curled his lips. "That pet shop is gone. Let's look for it elsewhere... I think the bar-headed owl is pretty good."

The workers on the pier looked up and went to work on their own affairs. To them, all kinds of strange birds are no surprise.

But the owl didn't pass by. It looked around in the air and pounced straight at Nelson.

This kind of scene is much more unusual. Many people are looking at this place tiptoe, but the owl and Nelson pass by, have already flapped their wings and flew away, as if they were just flying tired and spinning around.

No one noticed that there was already a thick stack of newspapers in Nelson's hands, and its unserious name-"Singing a Devil" was written on the front page.

And the headline of the front page news impressively read: "A certain newspaper poll? Let’s take a look at the real public opinion: Interviews with 20 British Muggles"

"It's really big news." Tom looked at the headline closely and said, "What happened when we were at sea?"