My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"you."

Grindelwald turned around, turned his back to the collapsed barriers behind him, spread his hands, and said with a smile to the surrounding Aurors, "Dare to catch me?"

The Aurors only felt that they had been greatly insulted, but this young team did not act rashly, because they knew that the reason why the team was so young had a lot to do with the Dark Lord standing in front of them.

"Perhaps you dare to take him away?" Grindelwald held his wands lightly and pointed at Dumbledore, who was silent not far away. This wand-holding gesture was almost entirely made up of flaws, and there was no need for a "remove" Your weapon", even a cool breeze, was enough to disarm his seemingly frail-looking, "You might dare to take those two young men away? Not because they were trying to stop me, a wicked dark wizard, from destroying the world, But because they approve of your rules?"

The French Minister of Magic, who had only delivered a speech earlier, flew swaying from a distance on a broom that seemed completely unable to bear his weight, and the sudden bad news almost knocked him down. The group photo of the piles of copies of the contract, and the director of the International Affairs Department discussed what title they should leave in history. Just outside the bright and spacious window, he saw the flood that suddenly appeared in the sky, and also saw the hidden The moment the ground barrier shattered.

The newly opened red wine is no longer sweet at all, replaced by the bitter taste of tannins. This bottle of nectar that has been hoarded in his family for an unknown number of years has suddenly become inferior. The minister shook the glass and stared blankly. Looking out the window, he said softly to the director of the International Affairs Department, "My wine cellar seems to be a little broken. Why is this wine so intoxicating?"

But the expected answer did not sound. He looked at the director who was still elated and red-faced just now. The director was already one step ahead of the drunk, and his pale face seemed to have experienced some nightmare. Just when the minister was about to go with the director As he continued to chat in a drunken dream, a hurried knock came from outside the house. Before he could respond, the door was violently slammed open from the outside, and a team of Aurors rushed into the office under the leadership of the captain. Set up the minister and go out.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Minister, Grindelwald blew up the magic barrier in the hiding place."

The minister felt bitter in his heart. It seemed that the scene outside the window was not his hallucination. As the first person to eat crabs, he finally ate something he shouldn't have eaten. The moment when he was slightly drunk, he picked up his broom with a wry smile and swept it. The director of the Department of International Affairs, who was not in a hurry, walked out of the room.

"Take him and make him the second hero of France later."

...

Time returned to the present, as Grindelwald said, the Aurors became a standard circle around him, but no one dared to approach within ten meters of him, as if there was an invisible path around Grindelwald. The arc is filled with poison that seals the throat with blood.

Just as he said, beside Tom and Nelson, the fearless Aurors were slowly approaching.

"Don't get in the way."

Tom bowed his head and carried Nelson to the exit of the hidden place step by step. His hair fell from the corner of his forehead and his eyes were firmly covered, so that the emotional fluctuations under his silent appearance could not be seen, and the red blood was flowing from Nelson's body. It dripped and flowed onto Tom, stepping on two rows of blood-colored footprints, and his voice did not fluctuate at all, as if he was stating a simple fact.

The Aurors who approached the two hesitated for a moment, but still struggled to surround them. They also saw that Nelson on Tom's back was seriously injured, but an order was an order, and many people were still fighting because they were not arranged. Gladly Grindelwald.

"You can't go yet," one of them snapped, raising his wand and stepping in front of Tom, "you can't leave here until things are under control."

Tom's footsteps stopped, he raised his head, there was only blood in his scarlet pupils, but in the depths of the blood, his eyes became firmer and his body posture changed slightly, even though he was upright. Standing there on the ground, but all the Aurors around felt a kind of bone-eroding chill staring at the poisonous snake. Although he was clean, the blood-soaked madness stabbed at the blocker from the depths of his soul.

Compared with Tom, the expression on the face of Nelson, who was really bloodied, was completely opposite.

Tom put the sleepy Nelson down, put one of his hands on his shoulders, and let Nelson's whole body rest on him. He raised his wand and raised his hand lightly without saying a word. The Auror's pupils lost focus in an instant, his body was stretched straight, he stood in a daze, Tom threw his wand aside, and the Auror walked away like a puppet.

The other Aurors noticed the abnormality of their colleagues, and the nearest ones stepped forward to check. They were horrified to find that Tom seemed to have done nothing, but the eyes of the Auror who was blocking the way had become scattered. It was as cloudy as an egg, and in the cloudy look, there was a faint tinge of blood like Tom's, and there was no consciousness at all. He walked slowly by his side, ignoring the surrounding wands pointing at him as nothing.

"stop!"

This roar didn't stop Tom's pace for half a minute. Instead, the voicer was suddenly hit by a red beam shot from the crowd, vomited blood, and flew upside down, and the Auror's proud wand slipped from his hand. , flew out in a whirl, hit the wall of the roadside pavilion, and was smashed into two halves by the huge impact. The burr at the stubble of the wand magnified infinitely in the eyes of the Aurors, as if it was in their hearts. The friction was normal, and the besiegers suddenly felt the fear of ambush from all sides.

Fortunately, this unknown fear did not last long. A middle-aged witch pushed aside the crowd and walked out slowly. She looked so ordinary, so ordinary that you could think of her as the mother of every child.

She didn't say much, just nodded to Tom who passed by, and then went against his direction and greeted the entire group of Aurors.

"Don't obstruct law enforcement, we are catching criminals!" In line with the principle that the boss is the second, the third Auror in the team stood up, "Otherwise, it will be punished with the same crime."

"Really?" The witch gently tucked the stray hair behind her ears, her eyes unwavering, "What law did he commit?"

Of course, the Aurors couldn't answer her. They simply saw that she was only one person and planned to do it directly.

Under the command of the third captain's vague gesture, an Auror standing in the blind corner of the witch's eyes raised his wand.

"Whoosh!"

A gleam of yellow light sprang from the crowd and hit the insidious wand. It didn't have the force of a witch. Instead, it showed a hint of cunning. of one hand in the palm of his hand.

Two happy-looking wizards walked out one by one like door gods, standing in front of the witch, one of them turned his head and said with a smile: "Scarlett, why are you showing off behind our back? Wilt Lord Ning is in a coma, he can't see your performance."

"She wrote the report anyway, Johnny," said the wizard who caught the wand, shaking his head. "You're so loud, beware of Scarlett's writing that you run away."

The behavior of the two did not seem to put many Aurors in their eyes at all. Their giggling appearance made the Aurors angry, especially the Auror who was interrupted casting spells, and his magic power was suffocated. , not only was injured, but also saw Joseph playing with his wand, his face turned blue and purple.

"When he's awake, it's not enough for you to have another group of people to fight," Joseph said with a smile as he turned the stolen wand in his hand, and suddenly his hand slipped a little uncontrollably. , the wand snapped in his hand, and was smashed, the unicorn's smooth hair was exposed from the section, and the two completely broken pieces of wood were swayed together, and a surprised look appeared on his face. , "Oops, broken."

In the habit of wizards, taking the wand means a duel, but breaking the wand marks the beginning of the war. The last bit of contempt in the hearts of the Aurors has completely disappeared, and they realize that they are not getting a share. There is no need to face Grindelwald's good errands, but it is a real war that must be divided between life and death, even if it is intentional to let it go, even if Tom has indeed left the encirclement with Nelson, everything can't stop.

"Fortunately there are only three of you." The leading Auror breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I can't make any waves."

"Really? We have four now."

"Five."

"I'm the sixth."

"..."

More and more passers-by walked out of the crowd. They all wore the most ordinary clothes, the most ordinary appearances of elders, and spoke their own languages. In front of Luo people, the three spoilers turned into a sparse human wall, and the human wall quickly became dense, even as many as a whole team of Aurors. They stood together, and the enemy on the opposite side couldn't breathe. gas.

"Look, we have more people than you."

The Aurors turned around in horror, the street in front of them was no longer enough for more and more people to appear, and even some people stood behind them, and an Auror recognized one of them, it was a hidden seller. The crepe woman, she was pulling two children, a wizard and a squib. They looked ordinary on weekdays. They had different skin colors, accents, and expressions. The only thing they had in common was their hostility to the Aurors, and The determination to protect Nelson.

Finally, the last person appeared in the middle of the street. He carefully stuffed a bundle of film rolls into the safe and into the small silver ball, and walked towards Johnny and Joseph.

"Penguin, I don't have your role anymore." Johnny said without looking back, "I want Scarlett to write in the report that the Cowardly Penguin was beaten and fled by the Aurors."

"The real important roles are all at the end."

Penguin shrugged, and there was still some sweat on his face from carrying the film. He randomly counted the number of people, grabbed his wand, and rushed up to Johnny's yelling at him for stealing the scene.

...

"Looks like little Nelson doesn't need us anymore."

In the teahouse on the seventh floor of the China Pavilion, Barry was sitting face to face with Zweig, sipping the bitter tea, trying hard to find the sweetness that the shopkeeper said from the aftertaste, but he finally gave up and put the teacup in the He returned to the table, raised his waist with a cane, and looked downstairs at the street where the two groups of men and horses were facing each other. The dense flash of magic spell dyed the sky into colorful colors, and Ying Huan was in the teacup, like a cup of old poison.

"Little Nelson? Are you old?" Zweig made a perfunctory haha ​​with a stern face. "Also, if I want to let us go, I may not be able to restrain the feeling of taking Nelson back, you bastard."

"It's really messed up, hey, blowing up the 'hidden' in the hidden place is not just a violation of the secrecy law, it's just throwing the secrecy law on the ground and stepping on it hard." Barry stammered. Mouth, feeling more and more bitter in the mouth, but looking at the expressions of other people in the teahouse enjoying, and not wanting to look like an uninformed country bumpkin, he changed the subject and said, "Who are these people? Neither are weak hands, but this image is too strange, like... uh, like a snack street?"

"Who?" Zweig lowered his head and looked at the street below his feet, his eyes swept over the faces of the group of people, his expression became strange, he pondered for a moment, and said, "I seem to be able to recognize some... ...the operator, the warehouse keeper, the laundryman, the cook, the assembler, the breeder...well, and a penguin researcher."

"What are these?" Barry raised his eyebrows in surprise~www.readwn.com~ Could it be that Nelson asked Andre for some capable people, would he not give them? After all, it's all for...the greater good. "

His tail tone rose slightly, and he was a little unwilling to believe it.

"He's not like us, Barry," said Zweig, shaking his head, glancing at the clock by the counter, turning his head, "maybe this kind of person is right for him, they have something in common, they Not only was he rejected by the Muggle world as a wizard, but also by the wizarding world as a member of Nurmengard, he was even rejected by Nurmengard because of his ordinary and more ordinary or even mediocre ties... If Lord Grindelwald's If their long-cherished wish comes true, it may be difficult for them to find their rightful place in such a sophisticated world."

"Nurmengard doesn't exclude anyone." Barry shook his head, scoffing at Zweig's words.

"Maybe," Zweig shook his head. "Everyone has different standards for 'rejection'. At least in my opinion, everything Nelson has done has already run counter to Lord Grindelwald."

"What?" Barry demanded.

"But Lord Grindelwald has his back," Zweig looked at the hands on the clock and stood up. "It's time, Barry, it's our turn."