My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"what is that?"

The wall that really cut off the line of sight has long since collapsed, but the black wooden door still stood quietly amid the colorful shards of glass on the floor, silently dividing people into two distinct sides.

There is panic and fear on the one hand, and surprise and dissatisfaction on the other.

The audience in the ruins was silent. They didn't know how to get in touch with the clansmen who were in contact with them for the first time. Obviously they were still in their seats, but the group of wizards who appeared on the stage quickly took them away. As a performance or even an exhibit, the voices from the opposite side are getting bigger and bigger.

"Muggle?"

"Why are Muggles allowed in here?"

"What the **** is the Ministry of Magic doing? Why are Muggles allowed to come to Paris?"

"Hey, get out, Muggles!"

Among the wizards, some people were silent, but the increasingly intense atmosphere around them made them speechless. Some of them may have been from the opposite side, but listening to the abuse in their ears, they seemed to be just Watching some people who have nothing to do with them.

A weak breeze blew through, and only the black wooden door that remained open was heard with a "pop" sound, and it closed heavily.

This is obviously our city... Our millions of people live here, and our ancestors have worked hard for generations, turning a wasteland into a fertile field, ploughing the fertile field into fertile fields, and building houses on the fertile fields. People gather together, settlements become cities, they form their own languages, characters, and customs, and finally they form countries. Under the roads of Paris, the corpses and expectations of our ancestors are buried. This is our city, but why? Why in this group of high-ranking people, we have become illegal trespassers.

"This is our Paris!"

In the audience, a native Parisian shouted loudly, his eyes were filled with the fire seventeen years ago, he didn't even know what he had done, and his speech became a little awkward because of the trembling of excitement and fear. clear.

"Disgusting Muggles, can you please stop being amorous."

Among the wizards on the tour, a little yellow-haired who looked very playful walked out. It was the head of the three wizards who committed atrocities to the Ferdinand family a few days ago. "Friend" Ferdinand had already made him feel angry. After he finally recovered after returning home, he was strictly told by his father not to look for faults. In his opinion, the anger that should be taken for granted was accumulated in his heart. The interesting World Expo also became a bit of a joke. He raised the corners of his eyes and imitated at the wizards behind him, "Wow, it's us who messed up Paris", and his antics made people like him laugh out loud. , but it made more wizards feel disgusted and even disgusted. He crossed his arms, walked to the wooden door, stretched out his legs, and kicked the door frame with his beloved dragon leather boots, listening to the door frame. The crunch of the connection, he smiled contentedly, drew his wand, and pointed it at the audience member who made the noise in the crowd.

"Do you know what this is? Muggles," he answered with a trembling of his wrists, "this is a wand, if I were you, when I saw the wizard, I would get out of Paris without hesitation. , will also kneel on the ground and give a big gift, instead of an inarticulate **** like you, here 'woohoo, we're going to mess with Paris'."

He clawed at the door frame, suddenly stretched out his wand, pointed at the audience who was speaking, shouted "Except your weapons", and a red light beam flew out with lightning speed. It shot accurately at the audience, wiped away The audience's scalp flew towards the broken walls behind them, hitting a steel frame that was originally standing outside the tower. The gap was broken, and a few pieces of glass remaining on the steel frame smashed to the ground together, causing another burst of colorful rain in the crisp shattering sound.

"Woooo, I missed it," the man said with a disappointed and weeping expression, then quickly became indifferent, and spread his hands, "Oh, I forgot, Muggles don't have arms to disarm me, they seem to only be able to Swing your limbs like a monkey, maybe the Disarming Charm will only break your limbs or something."

This not-so-funny joke aroused laughter from many wizards. They watched the conflict between Leng Touqing and Muggles in front of them coldly, wanting to see what interesting plots would happen in the future, even some The wizard from abroad listened to the translation of others, and laughed while listening.

Some people looked unbearable, looked away, and although there was some pity in their hearts, they didn't want to do anything.

"Let me guess, where would you lose that arm if the Disarming Charm hit?"

He raised his wand and drew circles in front of him, watching the Muggle pointed at by him, rolling his eyes and slumping in a shudder, and couldn't help letting out an annoying crow-like laugh.

The audience dared not to speak out. They saw the power of wizard magic with their own eyes. This young wizard who seemed to be still very young had such power. , only a small percentage of the population behaved slightly differently.

Little Jack narrowed one eye and stared at the wizard's forehead. From time to time, his eyes glanced at the steel frame that was hit. He still put his hand on the lower back and remained silent.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Jin raised his head and stared at the enemy walking towards him with anger. The pouring wine glass was poured by the rain he held, and some fell to the ground, some poured on the audience's heads, and some fell in the direction of the door. The anger in his heart was stirred up.

"Little bastard, you brought it to the door yourself."

The wizard took a step forward with a grinning smile. Seeing that Jin was about to wave his raised arm towards the wizard, Jokunda raised his head and looked at the huge amount of rainwater that was enough to drown most of the people below. Arms, not caring too much, took out his wand and pointed it above his head, adjusting the direction of the water so that they fell into the river in the garden.

People were horrified to discover that there was an alien with a short stick among their own people. For a while, they cast aside the threat from the opposite wizard and dodged all around. Qiao Kunda looked at this scene bitterly and sighed. With a loud voice, he whispered to Jin, "Don't let anger go to your head, and don't let down those who are expecting you, Jin!"

Jin's arms trembled and he gritted his teeth, holding back his desire for revenge, but the hatred in his eyes grew stronger.

"Hey, you brought it to the door yourself," the wizard's pitiful brain was swallowed up by anger, he forgot the rules and laws, raised his wand again, pointed precisely at Jin's face, and grinned, "Then do as you wish."

The wizards noticed that the Muggle boy opposite seemed to be using magic as well, but they couldn't care less about it. Seeing a killing was about to happen, this situation was undoubtedly much more serious than a breach of secrecy laws. It affected himself, and some people who were close drew out their wands and wanted to step forward to stop them.

But it was too late.

The wizard chanted the spell without hesitation, handed the wand forward, and Jokunda hurriedly called out the spell of the Iron Armor, but someone moved one step faster than her.

"boom!"

The smoke of gunpowder rose, and the wizard's movements were interrupted.

A strong explosion sounded in people's ears, and the audience turned their heads in horror. In the front row of the seats, the young sailors held guns in both hands, and raised the dark weapon in their hands in a standard posture that could no longer be standard. Gunpowder and The smell of gunpowder smoke concealed the shatter-like shaking of his arms well, his eyes showed determination, turned his head sideways, and glared fiercely at Martha, who was standing in the back row and could hardly hold his wife's arm, Martha. Frightened by this look, she unconsciously exerted force on her wrists. A pair of slender but powerful hands that had been trained in tailoring for many years squeezed Jack's wife's arm like handcuffs. He stumbled into the seat in front, tripped over the armrest, and fell to the ground with a thud, bringing the slender Martha to the ground and falling on top of her.

Seeing his wife fall, little Jack's eyes flashed with only a trace of concern, and he turned his head quickly, staring intently at where the bullets landed. Not only was he not angry with Martha, but he breathed a sigh of relief. .

"It's really difficult..." He gritted his teeth and muttered softly, "This is much more difficult to deal with than the German devils. God knows if they are afraid of bullets."

Little Jack no longer trembled, his muscles were already tensed by spasms, and the two raised arms were as stiff as iron rods, unable to move, and the only thing left was the finger on the trigger.

On the opposite side of the door, the male teacher who had stopped walking shook and stood slowly. Even through the smoke, he could feel his anger.

The smoke cleared, little Jack's bullet hit the ground in front of him, and the splashed stones hit his feet hard, causing the wizard's expression to become contorted with pain, and the muscles in his cheeks distorted. Agitating, panting hard, the ricochet bounced off the ground and hit the door, making the hinges of the black wooden door squeak loose.

"How dare you... how dare you... a mere Muggle," the wizard's spirit was completely swallowed up by anger. Removing the Winged Demon's venom is only an additional effect of refreshing the spirit. Its greatest function is to activate the spirit. The man is smarter, and it can make the reckless man stupider, which is one of the reasons why the atmosphere of the two sides is so strong, and the wizard is obviously a reckless man, his eyes are on little Jack and Kim. Going back and forth, I can't say a complete sentence, "Just a Muggle..."

"Nothing to dare," a voice sounded in Little Jack's ear, he looked in the direction of the voice, and a man who had been sitting next to him and had no sense of existence from the beginning to the end of the movie pushed him politely glasses, smiled and said, "I have a friend who even dared to point a gun at the head of His Majesty the Emperor of the United States."

The man stretched out his hand, put it on little Jack's shoulder, and gently rubbed his stiff muscles.

"Take it easy, young man," his indifferent expression reminded little Jack of the first teacher in the village. The man pressed his arm down, took the pistol from little Jack's stiff hand, rolled up his sleeves, and exposed A piece of silver metal that is not much different from gold, but looks a little more complicated and delicate, "That is a wizard, they are also people, not steel plates, I believe you have noticed, their magic spells are not much faster than bullets, aren't they? ?"

After that, he turned his head, smiled at Qiao Kunda who was not close to him within five meters, raised his arms, faced the wizard, and said sternly: "I hope you can realize the fact that everyone is human. "

"What are you all?!" The angry wizard kicked the black door hard and yelled, "Who and you are both human? You disgusting pigs, beasts!"

"The lack of swear words is as barren as your wisdom," the man shook his head. "It's also a wizard, why is the gap between you so big?"

Compared with the wizard, the gentle man can use much less magic, mostly some basic beginner spells such as levitation spells and flying spells, or some simple shape-changing spells. There is even some stagnation in the process of casting spells. After all, the principle of this unnamed item is extremely simple. It is to launch the stored magic power in a way that Muggles can control, and simply control the alchemy items. For Muggles, Even more difficult than a normal wizard learning to ride a broom, and this is the limit of what Nelson can do now, and he has not yet found a way to truly understand the nature of magic.

But this is enough. With simple magic and a calm mind, the man confines the wizard who is irrational like a beast in place, and the little Jack's pistol in his hand also makes the wizard afraid. He banged on the black wooden door in the second disturbance, and the humiliation brought by the long stalemate with Muggles made his attack even more incoherent. It was the tail of Beauxbaton's crane, and now it looks even more ridiculous. The wizard behind him There were bursts of laughter, and he understood that the laughter was for himself.

"Can we defeat the wizard?" Jack muttered, looking at the scene in front of him.

"You think too much, young man, I have been helped by a respectable wizard," the man said without turning his head, "besides, you may have no concept of wizards, and such people, among wizards, also It's a crappy existence that can't be crappier, there's nothing to say about defeating him, it's even better if you just shoot him directly."

As the man said, raising his hand was a shot, but his marksmanship was as bad as the wizard's magic. The bullet hit the wooden door squarely, and the wooden door that had been beaten for a long time finally couldn't bear the damage~www.readwn.com~ The entire door shaft fell off. , The broken wooden door smashed to the ground, and a broken black door curtain that I didn't know where it was placed before fell down.

The laughter behind him deeply stabbed the wizard's heart. Although the Muggle on the opposite side didn't hurt him at all, he didn't even dare to aim and shoot, but a trace of sweetness rushed up in his chest, and his eyes went black. , a moment of convulsion appeared in the extreme anger.

His feet slipped, his body staggered and fell forward, his arms waved helplessly, and his body fell slowly towards the soft black veil.

"boom!"

The intact body crossed the door frame like a broken sack and smashed onto the mud-filled ground.

Countless eyes were focused on him, but his chest didn't even rise and fall.

"died?"

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