My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

　　 "Oh, my dear sir! I am so glad to see you, this irritating snowstorm almost made me lose my way. I thought there was no one in this lake area!"

After a creak of leather boots stepping on the snow, a greasy voice came from outside the wooden house. Jokunda inside the house nervously held the wand. She recognized the voice, a wizard who claimed to be Johnny, and his partner. Caught her twice in just a few days.

But she no longer had the strength and energy to escape. During the mentally strained escape journey, she was able to clenched her teeth and persevered, but lying on the warm bed, the air that had been hanging around had already vented prematurely, Jokunda Pulling up the blanket to cover her head, the smell of animal fur that has only been roughly processed was permeating the bed. She resisted the fear, shivered, did not dare to make the slightest noise, and did not dare to consider whether her ostrich behavior would be possible. It can be seen at a glance.

　　 The wand that accompanied her was infected with fear and trembled with the master. It was hard to imagine what kind of spells such a wizard and such a wand could release.

Qiao Kunda grabbed the twine like a drowning man, pinning her last hope on the heavy hunter like a boat outside the house. She didn't even dared to run to the window to take a peek, and she didn't even dare to think of a strong one. Could the Muggles resist the wizard until the conversation rang out the window again.

"I don't have money, and I don't use your US knife music," Bald Nelson's gruff growl heard soon. "You have to figure out where you are now. You need to collect taxes just south of the wooden stake. place!"

"Huh?" The slick male voice was stunned. He was silent for a moment and laughed. "Sir, do you think we are the tax inspectors of the United States? Don't worry, we are not here to collect taxes, we are I’ve come to find someone. I heard that a beautiful girl appeared here recently. Do you have any impression?"

"They came to me! Mr. Boat will tell them!" Qiao Kunda's heart slammed into her throat, and the final fluke disappeared. She tiptoed open the quilt and stood barefoot on the cold wooden floor. , Slowly drilled under the bed, exhaustion, despair and weakness attacked her, thanks to the endless chase and squeeze led by the penguins, at this moment Qiao Kunda could not even release a simple apparition. , "They... more than one person came, I'm going to finish it!"

"Damn, you used this excuse last year! I admit that I have always concealed the fact that I have a daughter, but our family always pays the head tax for two people, I just don't bother to report it," Nelson yelled, even the roof The snow was shaken by his roar, and fell down, "And why should I tell you? Where am I now? In the UK, you can't collect taxes on me!"

Jokunda shrank under the quilt, covering his mouth and sobbing. The hunter Nelson not only took care of himself, but had not betrayed her whereabouts. As a stranger who met by the water, his crude appearance was warm and gentle. The soul was in sharp contrast with that gentle-looking but devilish-looking schoolboy, Dou Da's tears fell down her cheeks onto the back of her hands, moisturizing her dry skin, and disappeared before it fell to the ground.

Thinking of what happened to her, Qiao Kunda cried and laughed, but still did not dare to make any noises. She seemed to have returned to that seemingly peaceful morning, the morning that was powerless with a flying broom, and now she holding a magic wand and then again what differences are there? Nelson's face slowly overlapped with the figure of her father in her impression. In her opinion, someone else was going to sacrifice for herself.

　　 Jokunda lay slumped into a big font on the dusty floor, lacking a voice to vent her voice, her expression looked like crazy, twitching a few times from time to time, as if she had committed some illness.

"What did you do to her?" In the pine forest not far from the hut, a witch with a straw stalk waved her hand and closed the water curtain in front of her. She turned her head dissatisfiedly and asked the wizard behind her. "The adults need to get what's in her mind without risk. You make people fools, don't you let everyone do it in vain?"

　　 "How is it possible?" The wizard who was sitting at the table behind him and recording his head raised his head, and replied dissatisfiedly, "I am not so good to my wife. To me, she just plays too much and has too little brain."

　　 "I hope so," the witch snorted coldly, waved her wand, and reopened the water curtain. "I hope we don't hand over work in the Sahara at this time next year."

　　 "Do you think I want to?" The wizard behind shuddered and wrapped his leather jacket tightly. "What you say is like I am the two live treasures."

　　 "Huh," the witch shook her head, was silent for a moment, and said suddenly, "I will write to your wife explaining this."

　　"?"

　　 The wizard behind him raised his head and broke the quill in his hand.

　　 "Crack!"

The visitor seemed to accidentally stepped on a branch of the ground. He walked a few steps in the snow and smiled dryly. The wizards seemed to have never seen such a bad temper, and they didn't know how to communicate for a while. .

　　 "It looks like you have never seen a stranger."

"Aren't you strangers?" Nelson groaned. "This bird doesn't shit... Oh no, there is only a place where birds **** except you who collect taxes. Who else will come? I suggest you go. Walking southeast, there are a lot of capitalist masters sitting in the office secretly making wine in the factory in Boston, and the tax that can be collected is much higher."

　　 "Uh... well, we will come again next time, it seems that you really think of us as—"

"I know, the thief will not go empty," Nelson interrupted him impatiently, and said, "I tell you for the last time, I am in the UK now, and you will not be able to collect my taxes. This is the tax for the last half year. , Get the money and get out!"

Immediately afterwards, Ding Lingdang’s steel pounding sound came from outside the house. It seemed to be the sound of counting money. Qiao Kunda's hanging heart was relieved, and the last trace of strength was evacuated. Unexpectedly, Nelson would use this strange method. Resolved this crisis.

　　 Behind the hut, a wizard used a magic wand to manipulate a pile of steel trowels into the sky like a circus show, making a clear and sweet sound, covering a side of the three people's low-voicing conversation.

"Atmosphere, I need atmosphere." Nelson frowned and whispered to Johnny and Joseph, "For a successful play, the stage arrangement is equally important. The snow has to stop. When I enter the house, the sun will be out. It will continue to snow until the evening meal, you understand? I want to get up tomorrow morning, everything will be white, and it's better to be foggy-colorful and crystal-like white, do you understand?"

　　 "Ah this," Johnny nodded ignorantly, "Colorful white, I see... right."

　　 "Master Wiltening," Joseph asked, "how far are you going?"

"Her ridiculous old man used a kind of silent inner magic for her. Before his death, Jokunda Sykes was just a ridiculous puppet," Nelson said softly, "but the key information for me to trace the incident is Hidden on her, I need her to tell me everything she knows completely voluntarily."

　　 "I understand, we will continue to think of ways to consume her magic power."

　　 "You don't need to worry about that." Nelson shook his head, took Jokunda's tattered package and the cage containing the sniffing cage from the wizard on the side, and turned and left.

　　 Several wizards who played the role stepped away on the snow, the snow was stepped on three rows of different shades of footprints, and then extended to the west.

　　 "Really," Joseph said suddenly, "I feel Master Wiltening is just having fun."

"What do you know?" Johnny glared at his partner contemptuously, and said, "No wonder you can only help people wash clothes in the center. Lord Wiltening's every move is like Penguin said, for good reasons. "

　　 With an expression of "I feel you are lying to me but I have no evidence" on Joseph's face, he looked at Johnny with a dull look.

"Have you seen the picture of Dr. Sykes? It was in the old newspaper sent from Penguin last week," Johnny said confidently. It was just to consume her spirit and magic, so that when her oil ran out, he could take advantage of the emptiness. The adults did not use the image of a handsome and charming recluse to seduce her as we expected—"

　　 "Seduce?"

"Ah no, help her," Johnny swallowed his mouth by mistake, stared fiercely at the subordinates behind him, and continued, "Instead, he adopted the image that should appear the most-an old man who lives by hunting in the Great Lakes. Hunter, he even set himself a non-existent daughter. For Qiao Kunda, who lost his parents since childhood, this strong, generous and savage man is most likely to be trusted by her, without worrying about his brutality. Why? Because he has a daughter!"

　　 "Is this...?"

"Look at how the adult’s deformed face resembles Dr. Sykes, but if you look closely, you’ll find that it’s fundamentally different. For Jokunda, people who are exactly like Dr. Sykes will be suspicious. "Johnny sneered, "But a person who looks like a **** can help her find her father's shadow. If you want me to say, within a week, she will call the grown-up Dad-for her, a reliable and ok The Muggle that is easily subdued by magic is the umbrella she needs most."

　　 "What you said makes sense," Joseph nodded, then shook his head, "but I still think the adults are having fun."

　　 "You should go back to the center to wash your clothes!"

　　...

　　 "Damn it! These **** tax officers!"

Bald Nelson walked into the room cursingly, closed the wooden door behind him forcefully, threw the package and cage in his hand on the sofa at the base of the wall, walked to the fireplace and picked up the pipe that fell to the floor, knocked **** the fireplace, and said, "I have moved as far north as possible! Why are they still chasing like a group of hyenas that smell carrion? Can anything else be squeezed out of savages like us? Could it be that they want to take me away, Squeeze out some water like washing clothes?"

　　 He looked around in the room and didn't find Jokunda. After going around in a puzzled way, he saw the corner of Jokunda's clothes under the bed.

"Huh? How did you go there? Beware of being bitten by mice," he said, and his tone became irritable again. "These **** mice, who don’t know how to live a good life, will steal food every day. What is the difference from those shameless guys!"

Jokunda slowly crawled out from under the bed, with disheveled hair and dust on her face. She was rushed out of the hills and gully with tears. She was so scared that the macho Nelson jumped a step back. She shook her head with a smile and said, " My amulet fell under the bed, so I wanted to come down and look for it, yes, come down and look for it."

"You are afraid of those people," Nelson said with a smile, looking at Jokunda who suddenly clenched his wand. "At first glance, you were also scared by them. They were all scared to the bottom of the bed. They came to you all the time. Check the tax at home? It's like a gangster or bandit! Someone in the family needs to collect a poll tax, no one needs to collect a military service vacancy tax, if you don't drink, you need to collect church tax, and even if you drink, you have to arrest it!"

"That's it, Mr. Boat, this group of people is going to catch me and sell me, so I had to run into the mountains to hide," Qiao Kunda breathed a sigh of relief, thought of a perfect excuse, and nodded. , Said, "Can you give me a hand? I'm a little boring."

Nelson smiled happily and pulled her up. This is the result of fish in troubled waters in the Muggle Studies class. If you really have an understanding of Muggle society, you will know how many kinds of taxes Nelson has babbled about. Outrageous, the real "tax inspector" is not so conscientious, not to mention that although she is a bit dark, it is also exposed, and American slave owners will not sell such slaves.

"You stay here at ease," Nelson helped her onto the bed, grabbed something from the table and stuffed it into the pipe, ignited it with the fire, stuffed the pipe in his mouth, and took a deep breath." My daughter is not there anyway, if you wake up early, I always wanted to train her to be the kind of lady in England."

　　 "Did your daughter rescue me?"

"Yes," Nelson spit out a thin and straight plume of smoke. The smoke quickly filled the room. Jokunda sniffed the smell of the curling smoke, which was different from any tobacco she had ever smelled. It was kind of kind. Peace of mind and comfort—Nelson doesn’t smoke. These milky white smoke is just a lost fog. In the world of soul, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Jokunda is slowly moving closer to him, “She was caught by someone a few days ago. The teacher from the Laoshizi school took away. I didn’t expect a person like me who didn’t know a big character could raise an educated daughter!"

　　 "School?" Qiao Kunda asked with concern, "Aren't you afraid of her being taken away by traffickers?"

　　 "No way," Nelson frowned, thinking, "That Effamoni school sounds pretty regular, and that female professor also looks like a good person."

　　 His expression became strange, he knocked his head hard, and said, "Damn, I forgot what she said to me, but it sounds like that."

"Ifamuni?" Qiao Kunda raised her eyebrows. This was actually the father of a witch, but after all, he was just a Muggle, blinded by the drum, and completely ignorant of the truth of the world. She even suddenly thought of her father. The way she told her to make Muggles possess magical powers, although this kind of pity was only a flash in the pan, it also meant that her heart had loosened in less than an hour.

　　 "What? Do you know this place?" Nelson smiled and held his pipe, the mist filled the whole cabin. "How does it compare to Harvard?"

　　 "It's a good place." Jokunda nodded, and Nelson's smile when he mentioned his daughter reminded her of his father, "Your daughter will have a great future."

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