My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

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

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 the anger in his heart, and asked in a low voice to his superior.

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

"But he wounded—"

"That's not important, boy, that black-haired young man didn't use any kind of black magic, he just used the magic that those three useless woods used on them in turn. If it's going to be troublesome, we need to at least catch it 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? The Ministry is now struggling with the collapse of Muggle banishment spells everywhere. , do you know what the consequences will be if we jump out and say that we are not good at doing things at such a time?"

"But……"

"Nothing is more important than our jobs, boy, I tell you very clearly that 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 Looking at the family crest on the neckline of the three slugs, the corners of their mouths gloated, but they quickly tightened their expressions and said righteously, "Their families will understand what happened, as long as you do a good job in the aftermath , no matter what, we can’t blame us.”

"so--"

"So why don't you contact the hospital right away? Do you want me to teach you everything?!" The middle-aged Auror snapped, and those Aurors who were like soldiers of honor started to move one after another, showing a completely different attitude from before. work efficiency.

In a corner surrounded by crowds, the boy Ferdinand, who had fought one against three but ended in a disastrous defeat, was lying helplessly on the ground, just recovering his sanity, and a woman with Indian facial features and a tattoo that resembled Zweig on her face Beside him, the milky white light gushing from the tip of the staff wrapped up his bloody wound, and it was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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

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

Ferdinand, who was lying on the ground, squeezed out a smile, and searched for his younger brother who was thrown out of the hiding place together in the crowd, but he couldn't find his little brother's figure, his arms were already weak due to the trampling of the three of them. Propping his body up, he couldn't turn the angle of view, so he could only lie on the ground and let the blood and sand mix, and his eyes, which had lost their vision due to swelling, opened and closed feebly like dehydrated fish mouths. He kept calling, The voice became smaller and smaller, but he still didn'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, so she didn't say that word, and the spell on her hand was distracted When he made a mistake, Ferdinand groaned in pain, and the witch hurriedly bent down, continuing to maintain the healing spell.

"Are you a graduate of Ilvermorny, too?"

A generous male voice sounded behind her, the witch stopped the magic in her hands, turned her head, and saw a strong man wearing a hood crouching slowly beside her, holding a white tree with bark texture in his hand. Magic wand, only she can see the dense tattoos on the man's face, like tantric scriptures, through her own angle. Her eyes froze suddenly, her pupils shrank, and she almost shouted his name out of breath.

"I also graduated from Goblin Academy, ma'am, maybe I can help you."

Zweig raised the corner of his mouth and smiled at the alumnus he met in a foreign land. A silver dolphin squeezed out from his neckline. Its whole body exuded a warm light, which belonged exclusively to the guardian. Seeing this scene, the witch raised her eyebrows in surprise. She realized the discrepancy between the rumors and the facts, and murmured, "Can black wizards use the Patronus Charm?"

"Of course not."

Zweig rolled up his sleeves, revealing his forearm covered with tattoos. He held Ferdinand's clothes corners with both hands and pulled them hard. chest and abdomen with scars all over the back.

He threw away the tattered clothes, picked up the silver chain tied around the boy's waist, observed the pattern engraved on it, untied the chain with his wand, and looked at the witch: "I remember the first class told us that we need to learn from the big Did the teaching content change so much during my graduation period?"

The witch hurriedly shook her head and moved closer. Under the leadership of Zweig, she gradually recalled the classroom knowledge that had already become jerky under the tempering of life. The skin, the pus was absorbed by it before it could flow out, and the outside dust and even the air could not get close to the wound under the cover of an invisible film. Zweig raised his hand, and the dolphin patron saint approached gently, silver Tears were squeezed out of his eyes and dripped into Zweig's palm, and he dipped his transformed wand into the boy's skin to draw inscriptions one after another.

His dazzling operation made Ferdinand's complexion better with the naked eye, and the spectators around were also amazed at this kind of magic that had never been seen before, and the knowledgeable witch was even more surprised. She approached Zwei Grid, asked in a low voice, "Can dark wizards... also use the magic of Goblin Academy?"

"Sometimes the wizard who is wanted is not necessarily a dark wizard, and what he violated is not necessarily the law," another younger voice sounded from the other side of her. She was frightened, and the knife in her hand almost fell into Feidi's mouth. Nan's stomach was caught by Zweig firmly, his palm was scratched, but he seemed to be busy wiping the dripping blood as if he didn't feel anything, the witch turned her head and saw a man with a bright smile Leaning on crutches, he said to Zweig, "You have been delayed for too long. You will be late soon. We still have business to do."

"Is there a more important business than this?" Zweig retorted, the slender wand actually showed a delicate sense of embroidery under the manipulation of his thick palm, he was chanting words, and the silver magic thread was flying in the air Congealed and stitched up the boy's slit stomach, "This is the child Nelson saved."

"Maybe it's just because he's in the way." Barry put all his body weight on the crutches, limped to Zweig's side, squinted his eyes for a few seconds, and said, "His magic power doesn't The problem, it will be fine to recover slowly after the stitches are finished. By the way, the old man is fine, but I am not sure about the psychological trauma... But speaking of it, every time I see your medical skills like sewing dolls, I will always feel it. Shake it."

"You can choose not to look at it." Zweig shook his head, picked up the silver chain that fell aside, the chain got stuck in the cracks in the ground, he pulled it out with a little force, and then used the flying spell to pull it out Nelson grabbed the old man by the chain and stood up to leave.

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

"Ma'am, he is that kind of person." Barry smiled, and let Zweig tie two silver chains to his crutches. He tilted his head and rubbed the head of the little boy behind Ferdinand. , and scratched his nose vigorously, turned around and walked in the direction of the Pythia sculpture.

"Sir, why don't you help those three poor children?" A wizard in a gentleman's attire stepped forward from the crowd, pointing at the three hapless children lying on the ground with pity, "They suffer more serious injuries."

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

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

"If you had such good eyesight before, you wouldn't be caught so many times by Muggles."

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

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

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

"What a disappointment," Zweig shook his head. Seeing that the wizard wanted to say something, 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 warrant, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he retreated into the crowd. Seeing this, Zweig put back his hood, lowered his head and said viciously to Barry, "I was also tied up."

"Kim... where are you?"

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

From the beginning to the end, Jin Du stood behind him, watching his brother being cut open by two strangers like a butcher, unable to resist, the little boy was holding something tightly in his hand, and silver light flashed between his fingers, he Biting her lower lip vigorously, suppressing the tears from the corners of her eyes, they didn't flow out when she was extremely frightened, but poured out all at once when she relaxed.

"My child... you—" The witch looked at the little boy lovingly, and stretched out her hand to pull him to his brother Ferdinand, but the little boy who seemed to be petrified quickly took a step back and avoided the witch She didn't give up her hand, and her voice became softer, "There are only a few bad people like that. Your brother is working hard to protect you, but he is still too young."

Jin shook his head firmly, and before his brother turned 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 No one noticed that his speed was much higher than that of children of the same age. The silver light was tightly held in his arms, and there were faint and imperceptible runes flickering on his knees.

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

"Kim, where are you?"

Ferdinand on the ground continued to call, he didn't know what happened just now, the witch sighed, stretched out her arms to hold him in her arms, covered his eyes with her hands, Ferdinand's body went limp, and he lost consciousness.

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

The witch felt that the sunlight above her head was blocked, she raised her head in a daze, and saw a guy with a hidden head and tail coming to her side. He bent down, flipped the stone that was stuck on the silver chain, and forcibly closed the crack with his hands. He dug open the stone and picked out a good silver chain link from the gap. He carefully put the chain link into his pocket, and apparated away in place, which made the witch feel puzzled. Until then, the proud The magic doctors called by Luo arrived a long time ago. They opened the fireplace they carried with them and threw the three seriously injured slugs into the green flames.

"Should we be cremated now? Shall we stop resuscitating?" Someone in the crowd said such a sentence, which made the wizards around burst into laughter.

After the doctors 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 doctors start from scratch. The wounded who didn't look at him at the end suddenly felt dizzy.

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

"I thought our Magic Council was outrageous."

"His Majesty Norton's former Parliament."

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

"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 whole world? It's not fair."

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

Everyone, you and I criticized the French Ministry of Magic, but quickly became frustrated.

"Besides, aren't we also watching?"

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

The deeds of Nelson and Tom fighting against the Magic Congress led American wizards to give them an apt and weird 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 matter on "The Quibbler"!"

While passing the magazine to his companion, he looked for someone in the crowd who was also holding a magazine.

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

"Son, are you a Muggle?"

A young woman stood in front of him. She took advantage of the crowds to chase her out of the alley. She was wearing a fashionable Muggle attire, so authentic that she hardly looked like a wizard. Frequent sideways glances.

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

Jin was still a little wary at first, but soon relaxed because of the woman's gentle attitude. He bit his lip tightly and nodded.

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

Kim nodded again.

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

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

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