My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Yes, just put it there, to ensure the transparency of the sun, sir, at twelve o'clock noon on Saturday, I need to make the sunlight coming in from the gate straight on the stage set," Nelson stood in the lobby of the main hall of the Wizarding Fair and danced to the wizard who was in charge of the final adjustment about the set he needed. "Look, if there is a door here, I want the sun to shine through the door."

"But there's no door there..."

"Yes?"

"Okay, Lord Vertning."

"Nal is undoubtedly a person who is very adaptable to the environment," Tom couldn't help thinking, looking at Nelson's back, "If I hadn't seen the silver falcon, I would have even thought that his patron saint would be a chameleon, after all In France, he started to look like a pompous Gallic chicken."

"My lord, I don't understand the trail you drew here. Will the audience go directly to the stage?"

"Good question," Nelson said, nodding. "There will be some lively little games. They're important, so you need to be careful."

"I see, my lord."

"It's so cool, Tom, this feeling is really great!" Nelson walked over to Tom and said in a low voice, his fluttering eyebrows revealing the joy in his heart at the moment, he even raised his hand to the top of his head, pinching it into a He slammed his fist down hard, "Why do people work? It's so cool to stand here and shout five and six, I can overturn all the original plans, and I can make them return to the first draft the day before the deadline, I finally understand Why some supervisors or editors are becoming more and more perverted, it's not their problem, but because the feeling is so... elated!"

After that, he turned around and shouted viciously at a wizard who came with a blueprint: "Didn't I make it clear? I need a sense of grandeur, do you know what grandeur is? Take Merlin and his Forget the twelve squires who brought the villagers to fight with the next village, go see the Ramayana, go to the Iliad! If you can understand Chinese, go to the Journey to the West, I want that magnificent It feels big and shocking!"

"Uh, Lord Vertning... I just want to ask, the lighting on the stage is enough, is it really necessary to introduce natural light? That may require a relatively large change to the building as a whole." The wizard pushed Pushing up his glasses, he continued, "And the weather—"

"You just need to adjust the set inside. As for the light, that's not something you need to worry about." Nelson waved his hand, motioning him to do his own thing, then turned to look at Tom, "You understand now, When I was working in Krakow, they asked me about this, I had to do everything myself, and I didn’t waste my buying so many books in the library in Nurmengard , now is a good time."

"Lord Wilttening," Tom looked into Nelson's eyes with pity, patted his shoulder hard, shook his head, and sighed softly, "You are really sick..."

"You're too young, Tom," Nelson raised his eyebrows and said brightly, "Party A has supreme power. This is an oracle set by the **** of contracts at the beginning of the world."

Tom probed Nelson's forehead with the back of his hand worriedly, for fear that his brain would be burnt out because he was not acclimatized to the soil and water. He remembered the deeds he had heard about Lord Wiltning's dedication during the tour of the center, and his mind was full of dragon slaying. The story of the man becoming a dragon.

"My lord!" A wizard rushed in from the door in a hurry. When he saw Nelson, his eyes lit up, and he rushed in front of Nelson like a whirlwind, and said breathlessly, "There is a situation!"

"What's the matter? You speak slowly."

The wizard glanced at Tom, approached Nelson, whispered in his ear for a while, then saluted and left.

"What's the matter?" Tom asked curiously after the wizard left. "It's so mysterious, of course, if it's inconvenient, don't say it."

"It's nothing." Nelson shrugged and said, "The first British exhibitor arrived, but he was a bit unlucky. He was robbed as soon as he arrived in Paris."

"Robbery?" Tom was a little surprised. "In Paris? Is the French Ministry of Magic so empty?"

"I don't blame them. After all, the robbers are quite powerful. Fortunately, there is not much loss of people and goods. Because the people in the ministry have not arrived yet, they think of me as an Englishman," Nelson showed a schadenfreude expression. "Speaking of which, you are still a loyal user of this hapless man, Mr. Potter. It is said that he is planning to show new products here. Shall we go take a look?"

"Let's go." Tom immediately became interested.

The two quickly left and went to the scene of the accident. As they passed the gate of the Muggle Expo, a big guy surrounded by yelling and scolding attracted Nelson's attention. He smelled the strong smell of diesel around him and showed a surprised expression.

"What is that?" Tom noticed Nelson's gaze and looked at the big guy who was digging. He withdrew his gaze after a while, and said disdainfully, "A piece of soil is also a matter of a floating spell."

"But that's Muggles, Tom," Nelson said. "They don't have magic, just shovels."

"That's really exhausting."

"Technical innocence." Listening to the scolding around, Nelson shook his head and waved his wand in a corner where the crowd was not paying attention. A white light was hidden in its tracks against the ground, and he and Tom quickly left here. .

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As the opening day of the World Expo draws nearer, more and more people gather in Paris, not only Muggles from all over the world, but also wizards who speak various languages, who gather in this not small city In the middle of the road, the originally spacious street was crowded like a small intestine path. The French Ministry of Magic finally remembered and scattered those fireplaces along with the fireplaces from all over the world to various places in the hidden place, and the traffic situation improved a lot in an instant.

The number of wizards is already very large, but throwing them in the city of Paris has only caused an imperceptible splash.

Similarly, a large number of goods for display also settled in warehouses on the outskirts of the city, and these goods made the Muggle government in France devastated, because no matter how many new warehouses they opened, they would always find their number when the last goods entered customs. With the lack of capacity, the situation did not improve until officials at the French Ministry of Magic received complaints from the Muggle president that wizard merchants from all over the world reluctantly gave up the warehouses they secretly occupied. , are placed in the Gringotts vault rented by the French Ministry of Magic in a hidden place. Compared with the dazzling array of Muggle goods, the wizard's exhibits are undoubtedly much less, and the categories are also lacking, except for some individual exhibitors. , Most of the things that the wizards took out were old things that were centuries ago, and it is not an exaggeration to call them antiques.

The Muggle exhibits are much richer. Even from the perspective of the future, there is still a lot of room for development of those products with rough workmanship and simple structure, but in this era, it is shocking enough. .

In the past few years, almost the whole world has been baptized by war. Even though most people are still immersed in the grief brought by the war, life has to look forward. The war can squeeze the ingenuity of scientists, making the The competition iteration speed of War Machine can be calculated in months, and when people welcome precious peace and face the challenge of rebuilding civilization on the ruins, these technologies used to kill will also be applied in life.

An engineering vehicle parked at the entrance of the Muggle World Expo is the best example. It has heavy armor and tracks that can adapt to various terrains. The upper body has a mechanical arm that can rotate freely and move flexibly. It is installed according to the tail of the arm. It can undertake various tasks in engineering. The strong power brought by hydraulic pressure also makes it easy to overcome many problems that have caused great trouble to people before. This is a new work of the Poclain factory in France. If Covering the upper half for tourists to watch, most people will think of the steel monsters that kill on the battlefield - tanks, but to put it bluntly, this is an excavator.

The creator of the excavator also generously admitted that this is what he made after integrating some weapon technologies, which also made them express their strong resistance to this construction machine at the beginning, and no one wanted to see him on a peaceful street. When it comes to these horrific things, not only people criticize them with sound and words, but some extreme opponents try to destroy or even destroy it. The strange thing is that no matter how badly it was damaged and defaced the first day, when the sun in the next morning It still shines like new when it shines on its robotic arm.

At first, people's resistance to it was extremely strong, but as it worked non-stop on the construction site of the Expo, showing a work efficiency far exceeding that of a team of workers, people's opposition became less and less during the day-by-day observation. For a lot, they watched as a ruin was reclaimed into a flat land that could be built, and they watched as a small machine turned the wasteland into a park for rest under the control of one person, and if they wanted to. If people were to build by hand, such a large project would take at least half a year.

This magic-like scene has aroused the slightest bit of opponents. Finally, on Thursday, when the daily scolding appeared, some people in the crowd began to refute the meaning of their scolding. The stones and soil thrown at the excavator The block was stopped, and some people even launched slogans to encourage the development of technology. Some wizards who passed by were attracted by the debate of the crowd and began to understand the rapid changes of Muggles in these years.

When the sun rose on Friday, the bruises and stains on the machinery did not disappear. The repair magic set by Nelson failed this morning, but this excavator did not need this kind of help, and people were already climbing. On its thick robotic arm, it carefully wiped away the disgusting sludge with its own sleeve, and the slogan "Technical Innocence" was also held up in front of the crowd, and those dazzling scars became its medal.

In the first few days of the exhibition, tourists were wandering around Paris in their spare time. The three young men who were subdued by Tom that day seemed to be still important figures in France, although the French Ministry of Magic did not find their heads in the end, but They also expressed their attention to security incidents. The wizards who were dragged by the invalid Muggle Banishment Charm were liberated and participated in the maintenance of public order in the city, which made the Muggles and wizards at the entrance of the hidden place walk Talking together is happening all over the city, and of course, Finding Pitia has become a popular attraction.

On Friday night, just as the driver of the excavator left the car as usual, and was about to go home to rest, a middle-aged man with red hair and bald hair in a medieval costume quickly approached him. He rubbed his hands and said to the driver curiously. , "Sir, can I try to play with this big guy?"

The driver couldn't make a decision, so he looked at the engineer next to him, the gentle gentleman smiled and said to the bald man, "Sir, may I ask you..."

"My name is Weasley." Dorian Weasley said immediately. The people sent by the British Ministry of Magic had arrived in Paris the day before, and he had also become one of the many tourists, but he did not linger around like his companions. Before planting attractions, he went to various places where Muggles lived. Some of the people who traveled with him had begun to discuss how to kick him out of the "Twenty-Eight Purebloods".

"Okay, Mr. Weasley," the engineer said with a smile, he was no stranger to Dorian's attire, and among so many fancy-dressed tourists in Paris, Dorian was quite normal, "this is not a toy, This is an engineering vehicle, used for construction, and used to bring everyone a better tomorrow."

"Sorry." Dorian apologized sincerely.

"Is there still oil?" The engineer looked at the driver, and after getting a positive answer, he turned to Dorian and said with a smile, "If you want to experience, my answer is of course, after all it will be launched tomorrow. Its job is for people to experience it, and since you are so curious about it, I am willing to let you experience it in advance.”

Hearing his words, the onlookers who were still lingering here couldn't hold back their curiosity, and they suggested themselves one after another. A middle-aged man with only one arm squeezed out of the crowd. Many people recognized him. He was the first few days. The person who abused the most, but suddenly lost his voice in the past two days, he said in a rough voice: "I am an Allied tanker, I apologize for my previous remarks, it is completely different from a tank, and it can even repair those tanks. The trauma, if you can...I can help you see if there's anything wrong with its motivation."

"It's such an honor." The engineer gave up his seat. "Everyone can come one by one, but there is not much fuel. Those who haven't experienced it can drive again after tomorrow."

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The sky was cloudy on Saturday morning, which did not look like a good omen, but the interest of the tourists was not affected by this, and they gathered in front of several entrances, UU reading www. uukanshu. com is looking forward to the moment when Expo Park opens its doors.

In the hiding place, the wizards were also crowded with people, and the regular hexagonal modules on the two huge walls at the entrance of Expo Park opened one after another, and a silver mayfly flew out of the nest and stopped in front of every tourist. .

On the bright and clean streets, two empty castle-like multi-storey trains are traveling back and forth, stopping every few minutes for tourists to get on and off. There are many eye-catching buildings on both sides of the street, and the participants can't wait. I want to go in and visit.

The minister of the French Ministry of Magic stood in front of the crowd. It was the first time he saw so many wizards, and some prominent figures also stood in the crowd. He was a little nervous, took a deep breath, and recalled his elaborate speech.

"Welcome to tomorrow."

The red eyes of the mayflies flashed, expressing their welcome from tomorrow to the tourists.

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