My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

　　 "But what do you do?"

　　 "What do I do?" Nelson's hand holding the fishing rod trembles slightly, it seems that the underwater fish is too strong, making him unable to catch the fishing rod in the cold weather, "I will save a portion--"

　　 He caught a glimpse of the steel ball rolling in the snow beside his feet, and changed his words, "——Two rations."

　　 "Do you think I will just waste rations?" Qiao Kunda asked quietly.

　　 "How come boy," Nelson shrugged, "Hunters prepare food all year round. If they are not eaten, they will only be wasted or sold."

　　 "The same goes for you, Mr. Ship."

"what?"

"I mean, are you willing to let your own voice be wasted like this?" Jokunda's voice was a bit intermittent. "I never told you that according to the tradition of Ifamoni School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Muggle-born wizards will The practice of cutting off and your loved ones may erase memories, or weave a dream for you, or even tell you that your daughter died on the way to school... These are all normal, and you It will be like a prey that has not been eaten in the coming year, sitting on the shores of Lake Ontario and fishing for these **** fish, waiting for someone who will never return."

　　 "Laurier wouldn't be like this."

　　 Nelson even named his "daughter", and it sounded like that.

"It has nothing to do with what kind of person she is," Qiao Kunda retorted excitedly. "This is the prejudice that belongs to wizards. It is the basis for the existence of wizards in North America for a hundred years. If your daughter does not accept this condition, she and you Will be enemies of the wizards of the entire Americas."

　　 "That's it..." Nelson murmured, "Is it better for her? Anyway, I don't expect her to take care of me."

　　 "You! Alas!"

　　 Qiao Kunda stomped her feet, helplessly sticking in the snow, and the flying snow quickly dyed the tips of her hair white like a pine forest, looking like she was in a dream.

"If it's the system, it won't work," Nelson sighed. "I was rushed to this lake to live by hunting because I didn't accept the system. Fortunately, they didn't kill them all. I don't want my daughter to live too. This kind of day—although you can only use your stick to remove snow and boil water, presumably the pursuit of wizards should be even more terrifying."

　　 "Aren't you curious about your daughter's future, or the life of a wizard?"

　　 "I used to be curious about Franklin Roosevelt's life, but I quickly realized that it didn't make much sense to my life."

"Mr. Boat, if you have a witch by your side... There is a wizard, even you are a wizard, food, earthly wealth, and even power that you could not even think of before are all at your fingertips," after days of deliberation Qiao Kunda has already figured it out. She is willing to help "Mr. Boat" complete the "Sex Reduction" that she doesn't even know the principle of, but her verbal talent is undoubtedly too scarce. Faced with this oil The salt doesn’t enter, she will only say some temptation words that even the lowest villain can’t say, “You can accompany your daughter to grow up like any father in the world, and you can watch her grow up. Adults, fall in love with others, form a family, give birth to your grandson, instead of meeting her on a street corner one day in the future, only feel familiar but can’t recognize it, let your beloved daughter disappear on the street corner Weeping and weeping behind the back-any father has this right!"

"Are you also my daughter? It's just that I was wiped out of my memory when you went to the Ifamoni School before?" Nelson thought for a while and came up with a ridiculous one, but Qiao Kunda choked and said no. Guessing, "No wonder you are so familiar with haha!"

Nelson said in a joking tone that he already wanted to end the conversation, but Jokunda, who was too deep in the play, could not tell the past and the present. From Nelson’s smile, he could see that Nelson himself didn’t know. , The pain buried deep in the eyes of this man.

　　 "Don't you be afraid of being alone when you are alone?"

Qiao Kunda opened her mouth unresponsively. Her voice was so loud that there was a ripple in the ice hole Nelson had dug up. A few drops of lake water splashed out and fell on the ice, before she had time to take herself. Spreading, it condenses into pearls of crystal clear ice particles.

　　 She quickly realized that she seemed to have said something wrong, so she hurriedly covered her mouth, lowered her head, and studied the pattern on the ice ridge.

　　 "Look, the fish bit the hook."

Nelson did not respond to Jokunda’s words, but pointed to the fishing line and said calmly. The fishing line trembled suddenly, and quickly straightened, stuck in the edge of the ice hole in the groove made by itself. .

"It's a big fish," Nelson's tone was full of surprises, but he couldn't see the slightest joy on his face. Perhaps because the old hunter was used to the big wind and waves, he methodically stuck the fishing rod under his feet, and said, "It's very Powerful, but I chose the wrong direction to escape. Running blindly to the middle of the lake will only make the hook sink deeper and deeper. On the contrary, if it runs under my feet, not only will the fishing line not be tightened, but I will also I dared not break the ice under my feet and had to cut the fishing line short."

　　 "How can the fish defeat the hunter?" Qiao Kunda asked rhetorically.

　　 "That's not necessarily true. If it's a poor fish, I might let her live."

"But there are so many magical creatures in the world that even the most experienced hunters can do nothing with it. Are you not interested?" Qiao Kunda still did not give up persuading Nelson. She was already a little confused about what she was carrying. Emotions-gratitude? Empathy? Or even some kind of absurd love? All this made her mind become like a messy fishing net, and she stopped thinking.

Suddenly there was even a clear and incomparable picture in front of her eyes-Nelson, who was fishing with her back turned away, slowly turned his head, took off the hat, revealing the familiar and unfamiliar face of Dr. Sykes, and he slowly turned her away. He embraced her and whispered softly in her ear: "Jojo, what a good boy, you succeeded, I'm back..."

　　 "Magic reaction, the third magical reaction, write it down... write it down!"

　　In the woods, the witch pressed down the sight glass on the table and called out the dozing companion, "We found it!"

　　……

Just when Jokunda’s thinking came to a standstill, in another equally pure white world, Nelson stood behind Jokunda’s confused soul, watching the man lying on her back, floating in the air, holding one hand tightly. The man with a head and a hand tightly holding Jokunda's throat.

　　 "You finally showed your feet, Dr. Sykes."

　　 Nelson's hand was on the back of his head, and the thick white mist was rushing hungrily behind him.

　　 But this "Dr. Sykes" did not respond to him, and even the reaction of being touched by Nelson did not exist. He was not like a living person, but like a black and white movie played repeatedly.

Nelson retracted his palm and gently poked the corner of Dr. Sykes' clothes with a mist-stained finger. Under the traction of the mist, his fingers sank in without any hindrance. Dr. Sykes was touched. The body that arrived turned out to be like the memory of the dead, and was easily dissolved by the lost fog!

　　 "Is it... a memory?"

Nelson retracted his finger, the hole in Dr. Sykes' body was different from the common milky smoke-like memory. Inside his body were flashing pictures, autobiographical sentences, and even rumors that made Nelson feel present. The sound of its environment.

He sighed and immediately understood that Dr. Sykes had relied on "resurrecting" his dead wife without a soul. Aside from his position and the identity of the initiator of the Curly Wing Devil incident, Nelson couldn't help but arouse his wisdom. Tribute.

　　 "You don't understand the essence of the soul at all."

Nelson quickly watched the life of Dr. Sykes through the hole like a revolving lantern, benefiting from the gift of more than a thousand souls, and also benefiting from his familiarity with feeling the memory of others. In the second Salem even He has accumulated a wealth of experience in determining the position of the "bystander", which makes him no longer immersed in the lives of others as easily as before. He quickly broke free and pointedly pointed out that Dr. Sykes was incomplete because of his incomplete grasp. Information is the biggest loophole brought by "Sex Reduction", "So you choose to use memory as a carrier to resurrect. As long as one person has the complete memory of another person, then he has the same experience, the same knowledge and the same The will, the master of memory, is equivalent to gaining eternal life-but this is wrong. You can only get a twisted or false soul, which is fragile and can be broken with a single poke."

　　 Dr. Sykes could not give any feedback to the outside world, he just kept whispering in Joe Kunda's ear.

"Your memory is hidden in the deepest part of your biological daughter, Jokunda Sykes. In order to ensure that she can understand, you even changed the form of memory magic. Her spirit is tortured by memories that do not belong to her all year round. This has led to her almost pathological Electra complex, and she can quickly empathize even when facing a stranger who is a one-to-one fate..." Nelson frowned and read, "The wife who was still tortured after you died that year returned. When revenge at home, you buried a thought in her mind-pass on'Sex Restoration', she would think this is a magical magic that gives magic power, but in fact, your memory will have a chance The new carrier of the resurrection is really vicious magic, and even the opportunity has to take advantage of the hard-won goodwill."

　　 Nelson stretched out his hand, placed it on Dr. Sykes' shoulder like a stack of arhats, and twisted his neck easily.

"Ha ha……"

The hole in his body prevented Dr. Sykes’ memory from playing as he set. He could only utter an indistinguishable roar through his throat, and the pearl-colored steam slowly gushed out of the hole, and it was instantly destroyed. The thirsty fog swallowed.

"You even deliberately cultivated Jokunda Sykes into a simple-minded witch. I thought she was just innocent, but later I thought she was stupid and bad. Now, I understand that you are doing it for yourself. The perfect resurrection of her wife on Jokunda’s carrier has not only cultivated her attachment to you, but also deliberately weakened her ability to think independently... But have you ever thought about it all because of your willingness Do you want to give birth to Jokunda’s wife in your life?"

　　 The figure of Dr. Sykes paused, and Nelson thought for a moment that he was going to punch himself in the form of memory, but it was just that the remaining memory was unable to maintain the form of others.

Dr. Sykes’ figure shattered silently, revealing the true face of Jokunda’s soul that was obscured by his body—a rosette vine was lying on her back and drawing blood, and there was a hole in the heart. The memory belonging to Dr. Sykes was slowly escaping.

　　 A drop of milky white blood was drawn from Qiao Kunda's body by the rose flower, and then dripped on the vines with teeth and claws. Her soul has been supplying the "father" on her back all these years.

　　 "It's really abnormal..."

　　……

　　 Qiao Kunda's eyes returned to clarity, and she suddenly felt that her spirit was much lighter. Is this the benefit of clear thoughts? She looked at Nelson's increasingly handsome profile, and when she was taking a peek, she was frightened by Nelson's sudden words and almost fell into the lake.

　　 "Oh, girl, if you live to my age, you will find that nothing in the world is worth moving."

Nelson shrugged, retracted the fishing rod to his side, pinched the red thread rubbed by the fine twine, and slowly pulled up the live fish under the ice surface. After soaking in the cold lake water, the twine became as sharp as a steel wire. There were bright red marks on his callous hands.

Jokunda squatted beside him, cupped his chin with both hands, blinked and stared at the fishing line that had cut a deep mound on the ice. The process of harvesting the fish was breathtaking and risky. After a while, Nelson took it away. Picked up a beautiful salmon dotted with red spots in the ice cave, he threw the fish onto the ice like his predecessor, and the salmon flopped a few times before it was stiff and frozen.

"You have a good meal, little girl," Nelson wiped his hands with a rag, skillfully snapped the hook back to the cut line, put the bait, and threw it back. "This time of year , The salmon and trout of Lake Ontario will migrate to the upstream rivers and rivers to lay eggs, but this winter came too early, and these schools of fish waiting to have children did not find their way back, so they all gathered on the lake, more than in previous years. Be fat."

　　 "Migratory? Why? Is there not enough food such as algae in this lake?"

"In previous years, it was like you said, but in recent years, especially after my daughter was born, the factories in the south have poured some black water into the lake every day, which actually enriched the plankton," Nelson said. Overdoing it, like an old tailor teaching an apprentice, he gave Qiao Kunda a white look and said, "Just what do you still say you are a family of magical animals, girl, at this level?"

　　 "Yes," Qiao Kunda suddenly chuckled and opened his mouth, "Actually, you guessed it just now, Mr. Boat."

　　 "What? Is your gear feeding technology very common?"

"Actually, I am your eldest daughter who has been lost for many years. You have been wiped out because you went to Iphamoni to study." Jokunda clenched his fists, bit his lip, and said nonsense with his eyes wide open. "That's why I told this. Everything is so familiar. I found a way to turn Muggles into a wizard. I didn't dare to stop for a moment, so I came to you, ship...Daddy."

　　 When she said "Dad", she was so ashamed that she almost jumped into that ice cave.

　　"?"

　　 The father of the boat felt that he was going to be unable to withstand it anymore, he loosened his hand, and the fishing line and the fishing rod rushed into the lake.

"Is this here?" There was a conversation in the pine forest not far behind them. A woman was talking in the forest. "A nice place, very beautiful. No wonder it can raise such a smart child with ice and snow, the Longhorned Water Snake Club. Take care of her."

"They're here, Mr. Boat!" Jokunda grabbed Nelson's shoulders anxiously, but she only recovered a little bit but she couldn't even do the simple magic of follower manifestation. "They will definitely eliminate you. Remember, American wizards will not let Muggles come into contact with wizards, you will never see your daughter!"

"Are you Laurel's father?" A smiling female voice came from behind ~www.readwn.com~ Thank you for training such a talented witch for Congress. We are here to take you to see her. The last side. "

　　 "If that's the case," Nelson whispered as soon as he grasped Jokunda's shoulder, "It's against the rules for you to contact me. Run...Jojo."

　　 Joe Kunda turned around, looked at the incoming person, raised his wand, and seemed to want to resist.

　　 When he saw the witch and the wand, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

　　 "Little witch who removes the snow," Nelson happily held her down, "you can't even beat a fish with your two three-legged cat skills."

　　 After Dr. Sykes left, Qiao Kunda's IQ seemed to have improved. She looked at the group of people on the edge of the forest, clenched her wand, and turned and threw herself into Nelson's arms.

"you--"

"Let me hug you...Father," Jokunda bit Nelson's forearm with a choked bite, and he felt a hint of coolness passing from his arm to his body, "We made an appointment and waited for you to become a wizard and think of me. , Come find me."

　　 "What did you say——"

　　 Nelson stretched out his hand and rushed to the air. Qiao Kunda and Sniff had disappeared. She appeared in the wooden house, sniffing the remaining fragrance of the pipe with nostalgia, and did not stop.

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