My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Captain... shall we just let them go?"

Looking at the backs of Nelson and Tom disappearing in front of the sculpture, a wizard in the French Auror team couldn't hold back his anger and asked in a low voice to his superior.

"What else?" The middle-aged boss pursed his lips and said after a long silence, "Do you know who that is? Do you want Paris to do it again?"

"But what he wounded was—"

"That doesn't matter, boy, that black-haired young man didn't use any kind of black magic, he just cast the magic that the three idiots used on them in turn, if we want to do more, we need to at least catch Four people, do you want to go? Or do you want me to do it myself?" The middle-aged boss interrupted his subordinates, shook his head, and said, "Are they dead? , do you know what the consequences will be when we jump out and say that we are not doing things well at this time?"

"But…"

"Nothing is more important than our jobs, boy, I tell you very clearly, even when Grindelwald was at his strongest, he needed Aurors to maintain order for him." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and looked at it. Looking at the family crest on the collars of the three slugs, the corners of his mouth twitched in schadenfreude, but he quickly tightened his expression and said righteously, "Their families will understand what happened, as long as you do a good job in the aftermath. , no matter what, it can't take anger on our heads."

"so-"

"So why don't you contact the hospital right away? Do you want me to teach you everything?!" The middle-aged Auror scolded sharply. work efficiency.

In the corner surrounded by the crowd, Ferdinand, the boy who ended up with one defeat and three defeats, lay helplessly on the ground, just regaining his senses, a woman with Indian facial features and a face similar to Zweig tattoos knelt on the ground. Beside him, the milky white light from the tip of the staff wrapped his **** wound and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The spell on his body has been cleaned up by Nelson who passed by, but the physical damage is enough to make these people devastated... It's not heavy, just too much.

"Jin, don't be afraid, come to me... My brother is here."

Lying on the ground, Ferdinand squeezed a smile, looking for his younger brother who was thrown out of hiding together in the crowd, but he couldn't find his little brother's little figure, his arms were weak because of the trampling of the three of them. Standing up, he couldn't turn his perspective. He could only lie on the ground and let the blood and water mix with sand and gravel. The eyes that had lost their vision due to swelling were also weakly opening and closing like dehydrated fish mouths. He kept calling, The voice was getting smaller and smaller, but he still couldn't find his younger brother, and he didn't even realize that Jin Zheng was standing behind him.

The witch who rescued Ferdinand saw the little boy standing behind him, sighed, and was about to say something, but was attracted by his eyes, did not say that sentence, and the spell on her hand was distracted. As for the mistake, Ferdinand let out a painful groan, and the witch hurriedly leaned down and continued to maintain the healing spell.

"Did you also graduate from Ilvermorny?"

A broad male voice sounded behind her, the witch stopped the magic in her hand, turned her head, and saw a strong man in a hood slowly squatting beside her, holding a white bark texture in his hand. Magic wand, only she can see the dense, tantric scripture-like tattoos on the man's face through her own angle, her eyes suddenly narrowed, her pupils narrowed, and she almost cried out his name.

"I also graduated from Goblin Academy, ma'am, I might be able to help you."

Zweig raised the corner of his mouth and smiled at the alumnus he met in a foreign country. A silver dolphin squeezed out from his neckline, and its whole body exuded a warm light, which belonged to the guardian. The magic of God, seeing this scene, the witch raised her eyebrows in surprise. She realized that the rumors did not match the facts, and murmured: "Can dark wizards use the Patronus Charm?"

"Of course not."

Zweig rolled up his sleeves, revealing his tattooed forearm. He held Ferdinand's shirt with both hands and pulled it hard. The thin shirt was torn in half with a "stab" sound, revealing that he was swollen and bruised. The chest and abdomen and the back covered with scars.

He tossed the tattered clothes, picked up the silver chain tied around the boy's waist, observed the pattern engraved on it, undid the chain with his wand, and looked at the witch: "I remember in the first lesson that we were told that we need to start from childhood. Since the injury began, has the teaching content changed so much during the time I graduated?"

The witch hurriedly shook her head and moved closer. Under the leadership of Zweig, she gradually recalled the classroom knowledge that had long been shriveled by the tempering of life. The silver knife turned into a wand cut through the swollen and tight The skin, the thick water was absorbed by it before it could flow out, and the dust and even the air from the outside could not get close to the wound under the cover of an invisible film, Zweig raised his hand, the dolphin patron saint approached gently, silver Tears were squeezed out of his eyes, dripping into Zweig's palm, and he used his transformed wand to draw inscriptions on the boy's skin.

His dazzling operation made Ferdinand's complexion better visible to the naked eye, and the spectators around were also amazed by this never-before-seen magic, and the knowledgeable witch was even more surprised, she approached Zwei Grid, asked in a low voice, "Can dark wizards... also use Goblin Academy magic?"

"Sometimes a wanted wizard isn't necessarily a dark wizard, and he's not necessarily breaking the law," another younger voice sounded on the other side of her. She was startled, and the knife in her hand almost fell into Phoebe. In Nan's stomach, he was firmly caught by Zweig. His palm was scratched, but he was busy wiping the dripping blood as if he had no feeling. The witch turned her head and saw a bright smile. The young man, leaning on crutches, said to Zweig, "You've been late for too long, you're going to be late, we still have business to do."

"Is there anything more important than this?" Zweig retorted, the slender wand showed an embroidery-like delicacy under the manipulation of his thick palm, and he said words in his mouth, silver magic silk threads in the air Congealed and sewed up the boy's slashed stomach, "This is the child Nelson saved."

"Maybe it's just because he's in the way." Barry put his weight on the crutches, limped over to Zweig, squinted his eyes for a few seconds, and said, "His magic isn't enough. The problem, after the sewing is done, it will be healed slowly. By the way, the old man is fine, but I am not sure about the trauma in my heart... But speaking of which, every time I see your medical skills like sewing dolls, my heart trembles. a bit."

"You can choose not to look at it." Zweig shook his head and picked up the silver chain that had fallen to the side. The chain got stuck in a crack on the ground. He pulled it out with a little force, and then used the Flying Curse to pull it out. Here Nelson grabbed the old man's chain and stood up to leave.

"I think they must have blamed you." The witch stood up, her eyes full of struggle, "I believe you are not that kind of person."

"Ma'am, that's who he is." Barry smiled, letting Zweig tie the two silver chains to his cane, tilting his head and rubbing the head of the little boy behind Ferdinand , scratched his nose hard again, turned and walked in the direction of the Pitia sculpture.

"Sir, why don't you help those three poor children?" A wizard in gentleman's clothes stepped forward from the crowd and pointed pity on the three unfortunate people lying on the ground. more serious injuries."

Zweig ignored his obstruction and walked forward next to Barry, who was handicapped.

"Sorry, he can't see," Barry spread his hands playfully, and then said Erzweig, "Most of the curse wounds on his body came from the man in the middle."

"If you had such good eyes in the past, you wouldn't have been caught so many times by Muggles."

"What are you talking about? If I hadn't been caught by Muggles, I wouldn't have had such a good look."

"Then I'd rather you be blind than White tied a paralyzed man for the rest of his life."

"Didn't you say you would cure me?"

"What a disappointment," Zweig shook his head. Seeing what the wizard wanted to say, he simply grabbed the brim of his hat and took off the hood a little. The man who saw Zweig's face instantly remembered that impressive picture. With a deep wanted order, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he retreated into the crowd. Zweig saw this, put on his hood, lowered his head and said viciously to Barry, "I also tied me."

"Jin... where are you?"

Behind the two of them, Ferdinand, who was lying on the ground, slowly squirmed and tried to stand up, but the numbness after the treatment made him unable to complete this action. Let the accompanying companions take care of the old man.

From beginning to end, Jin Du stood behind him, watching his brother's skin being slaughtered by two strangers, unable to resist, the little boy was holding something tightly in his hand, and a trace of silver light flashed between his fingers. Biting his lower lip forcefully, he suppressed the tears from the corners of his eyes. When he was extremely frightened, they didn't flow out, but poured out in a relaxed moment.

"Child...you—" the witch looked at the little boy lovingly, and reached out her hand to pull him to her brother Ferdinand's side, but the little boy who seemed to be stunned quickly stepped back and avoided the witch's hand , she didn't give up, and her voice softened, "There are only a few bad people like that. Your brother is trying hard to protect you, but he is too young."

Jin shook his head firmly, and before his brother was about to turn his head to see him, he turned and ran away. His behavior was beyond most people's expectations. He squeezed into the crowd and rushed towards the alley like a loach. At the exit, no one noticed that his speed was too much faster than that of children of the same age, the silver light was only in his arms, and there was an imperceptible rune flickering on his knees.

The frozen crowd began to melt, continuing their initial movements.

"Jin, where are you?"

Ferdinand on the ground continued to call, he didn't know what just happened, the witch sighed, stretched out her hand to embrace him, and covered his eyes with her hands, Ferdinand's body softened and he lost consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, a man in a black robe squeezed out of the crowd. He was carrying a large bag and hung a golden Deathly Hallows pendant on his chest. Retreat from three homes.

The witch felt that the sunlight above her head was being blocked, she raised her head blankly, and saw a guy with a hidden head and a tail coming to her side, only to see him bend down, flip the stone stuck in the silver chain, and forcefully cut the crack with his hands. He pulled the stone away, and picked out an intact silver chain link from the gap. He carefully put the chain link in his pocket, and Apparated away in place, which made the witch feel puzzled. The magicians called by Luomen were late. They opened the fireplace they were carrying and threw the three badly wounded slugs into the green flames.

"Will it be cremated now? No more rescues?" Someone in the crowd said such a sentence, causing the surrounding wizards to laugh.

After the physicians left, the people here almost forgot what had just happened and returned to the normal atmosphere of the event. A group of American wizards including the witch sat around Ferdinand and the old man, watching the two magic physicians start from scratch. The injured person, who didn't take a look at the end, suddenly felt a big head.

After a while, some of the companions choked out a dull sentence: "Why are they like this?"

"I thought our Magic Congress was outrageous."

"His Majesty Norton's former Congress."

"Well, I thought our previous Congress could already represent the lower bound."

"I didn't expect the lower limit to be better than the upper limit."

"Then why are we the only ones being scolded by the world? It's not fair."

"We have to let them, let the French be scolded too."

Everyone, I slammed the French Ministry of Magic, but I quickly became frustrated.

"Besides, aren't we also watching?"

"What can we do? We can't banish everyone here to the underworld like the two savages."

Nelson and Tom's battles with the Magical Congress have earned American wizards an apt and eccentric nickname—two barbarians.

"Are you going? I'll take care of your family."

"…"

Suddenly, a young man held up a magazine and excitedly showed it to his companions, "Look, someone is already discussing this on "The Quibbler"!"

While passing the magazine to his companions, he was looking for someone in the crowd who also held the magazine.

Just when new sentences began to appear on the last page of the magazine, the helpless Jin had already run to the street outside the alley. He breathed in the turbid air of the streets of Paris, and then he felt a little warmer in his cold lungs.

"Son, are you a Muggle?"

A young woman stood in front of him. She was chasing him out of the alley while taking advantage of the crowd. She was dressed in stylish Muggle clothes, so authentic that she didn't look like a wizard. Frequent glances. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The woman squatted down, her eyes were at the same level as the boy's, she tucked the curly hair that fell to her forehead behind her ear, looked into the boy's eyes, and smiled, "Are you sad?"

Jin was a little wary at first, but soon loosened by the woman's gentle attitude, he bit his lip and nodded.

The woman stretched out her hand, wiped the blood on his broken lips, and wiped the corners of his eyes: "Isn't it fair?"

Jin nodded again.

"My name is Jokunda, I'm not like them, do you believe me?"

She stood up, turned and walked towards the more prosperous area.

"If you will believe me, come with me and I will teach you how to use it."

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