My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

The minister smiled wryly, looked at the restless crowd, swallowed the speech script hidden in his belly, turned sideways, and looked at the top of the silver door wall.

He seemed to have received some signal, ordering the Aurors standing in front of the crowd to disperse.

"Hope you all find what you're looking for."

Before he had time to say such a word, he was overwhelmed by the rushing crowd.

"I hope he won't be trampled to death by passers-by." Nelson sat on the top of the walls on both sides of the entrance with his feet crossed, with a bottle of pumpkin juice brought from England by his side. Tom stood behind him, holding a telescope to The crowd at their feet looked over, and while observing, they said to Nelson, "Such a reason for dying in the line of duty is too embarrassing."

"As long as he doesn't stand there stupidly," Nelson picked up the bottle, swallowed the remaining drink, stood up against the wall, and looked at the cloudy sky above. It turned into a dreamy purple, but the thick clouds still did not become thinner. Instead, more clouds came from all directions, enclosing their heads airtightly. "We set up a lot of protection magic on the road, Used to prevent the occurrence of stampedes, in fact, when someone accidentally falls, mayflies will send him to the ground, there is another trail, they can also visit on the 1/2 street, from the underground to enter various architectural tour."

"Oh, guess who I saw?"

"Dumbledore?" Nelson said casually, "He is the only one who can make you care so much."

"Oh, it's him," Tom nodded. "I didn't expect him to line up honestly. Don't people who come to the International Federation of Wizards meeting have a special channel?"

"He is a man who follows the rules," Nelson squinted, looking at the increasingly bleak sky, and muttered, "Paris is a city that has experienced fierce fire."

"Yeah, if I were Grindelwald, I would go crazy and set fire today, so that I could wipe out all the people under my feet, wouldn't it be convenient?"

"I think it needs a big flood to wash away the shackles left by those stubborn rules before," Nelson pulled out his wand from his pocket. As if he had absorbed everything, he raised his wand and pointed it upright at the top of his head in the south, where the stars belonging to him were converging, and the scorching heat from them tore apart the clouds under his feet, "I want to do something crazy Things, Tom, do you want to come together?"

Almost everyone in Paris heard a clear long cry, and some people with keen perception raised their heads to look at the sky. The heavy clouds were no different from when the sun was rising.

"It's really a city full of disasters." Tom put down the binoculars and smiled.

"Hopefully what tomorrow brings us is not a disaster."

The lingering wind suddenly rolled up above people's heads. Whether it was a wizard or a Muggle separated by a "wall", they all noticed the change in the sky. A huge vortex was slowly forming in the clouds, just like being mentioned at breakfast. Like a tablecloth, this special celestial phenomenon attracted the attention of most people, and even the advancing team was stopped by it.

That clear cry became clearer, like a blue bird in mythology, sweeping through the hearts of everyone who heard it, and the curled clouds became thinner and brighter, even though the surrounding clouds became more oppressive and thicker, even in the Thunder light flickered among the billowing black clouds due to friction, but the sky above their heads was developing toward clearness, and the folds spreading around were like a pair of spread wings, matching the theme of this World Expo, as if It is true that there must be a bird from the sky to grab the earth and send them to tomorrow.

The bad mood of the participants due to the bad weather also turned from cloudy to sunny. Many people regarded it as the opening program of the World Expo, but it may be true.

...

"Honey, what's that?" The young woman didn't want to show timidity, but she couldn't hold back her curiosity, she pointed at the construction truck waving its robotic arm at the gate of the Expo Park and asked in a low voice.

"It looks a bit like a German armored vehicle, but the parts on it can't be seen for their purpose," her husband looked forward over the densely packed heads, his eyes stayed on the mechanical arm for a while, and thoughtfully "But it's clear that it's impossible to show an armored vehicle on such an occasion, unless it's a French trophy," he said.

"Oh." The little woman hugged her husband even tighter. As expected of a hero in the village, she knew so much.

She looked at the novelties around her, and looked at the girls traveling with her from time to time, for fear that she would accidentally get lost.

"Mr. General, did Nelson really tell you he was a nuclear physicist?"

Martha stood across the street from the Expo Garden, keeping a distance from the tourists crowded in front of the gate. She turned around curiously, and asked the young couple beside her. He held his wife's hand tightly, for fear that she would get lost in the crowd. The girl who had just become a young daughter-in-law was going out for the first time. Like a frightened deer, she and Jack intertwined fingers, and kept looking towards the crowded gate. Looking around, she was curious and nervous, tugging at the hem of her skirt from time to time, for fear that her inexperienced appearance would embarrass her pride.

She held Jack's hand so hard that even the soldiers who couldn't be broken by shrapnel felt a little painful, but Jack just smiled and covered the back of her hand with his hand, stroking her like he was grooming a wild cat in front of the building. Gu Jie gently rubbed his cheek against her hair, and said softly, "Honey, don't worry, I have a gun with me."

His words made his wife even more nervous, and then, Little Jack turned his head to look at Martha, showing an embarrassed smile: "You don't have to call me general, miss, I'm just an ordinary soldier."

"Prime Minister Churchill said that everyone who defends their country is a general." Martha smiled and shook her head. "I think we should wait for the first wave of people to enter before setting off. What do you think?"

"Haha." Little Jack scratched his head with a dry smile. That being said, he didn't really think so. When more and more things he had never seen appeared, even though he had seen the world, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. stand up.

Martha smiled and stuffed her hands into her pockets. After confirming that the movie tickets were still there, she felt more at ease. She jumped to Jack's wife and hugged her arm. The little woman's attention was attracted by something else.

"Honey, what's that?"

...

"Honey, what's that?"

Tina tugged at Newt's sleeve, and dragged this incomprehensible man forward. She walked quickly, and had crossed the exhibition areas of more than a dozen countries, and came to the sky loft built in the clouds. Attracted by this unique architectural complex, he pointed to a painted boat floating among the clouds and asked curiously, "I've never seen a boat parked in the sky."

"It seems to be a carriage? I saw the sign below saying that it can fly in the sky. Is it the carriage of the French sky horse? No, the French are not willing to sell their national treasures." Newt's attention was quickly attracted by magical animals. You shook his head and said, "But there is no magical animal pulling a cart, and it cannot be a Thestral. I can see a Thestral, maybe something like a broomstick or a flying carpet..."

"Let's go in and have a look!" Tina suggested, dragging Newt in without waiting for his opinion.

Walking into the towering gate, Tina's voice became soft because of its magnificence. She followed the example of other passers-by, stepped over the not-low threshold, and stepped on the ground paved with neat bluestones. The clear and firm touch and the scent of incense permeating the building calmed her restless mind, and she followed the mayfly around her to make a triggering sound in a timely manner.

"The China Pavilion is different from the pavilions in other countries. In order to show their vast land and resources as much as possible, the wizards of the East built a building complex consisting of nine main buildings in the Expo Garden, adopting the traditional garden architectural style. Due to the scale It is too large, so the designer chose to use a unique form of "Heavenly Palace" with the help of special magic to build the majestic building on the clouds. In Eastern culture, nine is a magical number, and many special magics also It will be unfolded through it," Mayfly's one-eyed flashes, and she introduced with a gentle female voice, "The exhibition area where the two are located is the 'Shadow Wall', which is only used for display, and the product exhibition area is in the eight buildings above. The exhibits are potions, clothing, utensils, vehicles..."

Just the display area at home is enough to make visitors forget to return. For most European wizards, the East is just a legend that they can't reach. Circulation, but few people have seen the true face of Eastern wizards. This may be the first time in history that a museum built by themselves is open to the public to truly display those hidden in the mystery. The thick history, unique Different magic and a unique temperament that is incompatible with Paris but is self-contained and integrated.

When Tina walked through the second exhibition hall, she suddenly remembered Newt who had been following behind her, holding an XZ snowman album and looking at it with gusto, she turned and asked:

"How long have we been walking around here?"

...

"How long has the park been open now?"

The Minister himself couldn't believe that the hidden place where you would be crowded when you go shopping on weekdays could hold so many people. In the special office in the Expo Park, he watched with satisfaction the continuous The copy of the order was sent, and my heart was full of emotion.

"Thirty minutes, my lord, only thirty minutes." The director of the International Affairs Department ran into the office with another thick stack of materials in his hand. In order to express his joy for the data, he even pretended that he could not float the spell , hugged them personally with two thin arms, and although he was as tired as a dead dog, the joy on his face was even warmer when he was fed, and said loudly, "My lord minister, you really have the foresight, just at the Five minutes ago, the amount of orders made by wizards from all over the world has already exceeded a thousand, and due to the unique location of our organizer, more than 30% of them have landed in China."

"Thousand? Is it so little?" The minister rubbed his chin, frowning as if he didn't know the unit of the number, and said, "We can spend thousands of galleons when we go abroad to buy something."

"My lord minister, it's a pen," said the director of the Department of International Affairs in concert with his performance, pretending to be surprised, "It's thousands of orders, my lord, the amount of one order is more than that!"

"Really?!" The minister laughed heartily. The cloud of doubts and impeachment before the opening dissipated in an instant. He raised his head and looked out the window. The sky above his head had become translucent. He even felt This is a reward from God because he saw that he was not easy. His expression changed rapidly, and he picked it up quickly, and said calmly, "This is what we deserve. This is what the first person who eats crabs can have." Privilege, fuck the dark wizard, the dark wizard's vision is much higher than those old guys! If this is the black wizard, then I want to be a black wizard!"

"My lord, we are all dark wizards."

The director winked and put down the copy, and soon, there was a hasty knock on the door. They looked at each other and smiled knowingly. The good news was lined up outside the door, and it came one after another.

"What are we going to do next?"

...

"what should I do?"

Jin clenched his fists and stood in front of the gate of the main venue of the Muggle World Expo. The colorful tower shone with rainbow brilliance only in the sunlight. On such a cloudy day, it would be just like other old buildings , dusty, looks cloudy like a pool of stagnant water.

Jokunda squatted in front of him, fixing his collar. Behind her, several workers were carrying boxes of film and records and walking towards the side door of the main venue. Her face was hidden in the hood , looking like a tourist from the Middle East, she stuffed a movie ticket torn from the back cover of "The Quibbler" into the boy's hand and looked at him with a smile.

"In this way, Nelson will be able to meet his daughter... I really envy that girl, who has a father who loves her so much."

Jin looked at Jokunda's wet eyes in a daze, not understanding why she was crying. He stretched out his hand, trying to wipe her tears away, but the child's short arms could not touch her face, and his eyes kept flashing. The picture of my elder brother being stepped on by bad guys, but it was quickly covered by the strange miracles called "magic" that I came into contact with in the past few days, "Are you thinking about your father? Jokunda, I also I think of my father, if he is still there, grandpa and brother won't be so tired."

"What a sensible boy, if only I was as sensible as you when I was young." Jokunda squeezed out a smile and scratched the boy's nose. "What does magic bring to people?"

"What?"

"You don't have to do anything, watch the movie with peace of mind," Jokunda hugged Jin, patted his back, and murmured, "I hope that man won't let me down."

"Miss, are you also here to watch a movie?" A hand patted her from behind, Jokunda's body tensed up like a female leopard for a moment, but she quickly relaxed, turned around, and saw a picture Bright smiling face, "Miss, although this sounds like a clichéd approach, I have to say, you look like an old friend of mine, I saw you have a movie ticket in your hand, do you want to go in together? Maybe get a front row seat."

Jokunda raised his head, and the sun shone from the top of his head, shining on the tall tower wrapped in stained glass, and the halo of the rainbow finally shone.

The vortex tore at the clouds, and the sky finally took on its blue color.