My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Stop it, Gnar," Dumbledore walked out of the misty rain, he stood on top of another wall parallel to the two of them, and a thick voice floated slowly, "You've done enough, go on Go on, the development of the situation will be beyond your grasp."

Dumbledore raised his arms, and the vortex of rainwater slowly formed on top of his head, like a mirror, centered on him, it spread to the surroundings and to the whole of Paris, as if putting a hat on the city of Paris. Under the cover of a psychedelic barrier, the momentum of the rain was slightly stagnant.

Dumbledore deserves to be called the most powerful wizard, his magical power can block the sky.

"Professor Dumbledore." Nelson saluted Dumbledore. He grabbed his hat with one hand and raised his wand to his chest with the other. "Do you like the rain?"

Tom took a step forward, his eyes kept wandering between his best friend and mentor, but he didn't hesitate for even a second. He stood beside Nelson, raised his wand, and a black beam of light spewed out from the tip of the wand. It shot straight at the barrier Dumbledore had placed above his head.

Dumbledore looked at his two proud students. He had shown off to others more than once. The future achievements of these two young people would surely surpass his own. He thought he had a lot of respect for the fire in Nelson's heart. I understand, but I still didn't expect that he would practice his creed in such an extreme way.

"Rough mixing will cause division. I think you should understand this truth." Dumbledore said sincerely, "You see, some Muggles in the United States already know the existence of wizards and magic, so soft fusion can avoid greater harm. Injury, you can wait until the time is right."

"Professor, I don't want to wait any longer," Nelson pushed the soft felt hat to his chest, feeling the throbbing heartbeat coming through it. His body became cold in the heavy rain, but his blood was never as hot as it is today But, his eyes as deep and black as black holes, facing the greatest wizard in the world, he said softly, "You always do, wait, wait, when Grindelwald understands your 'greater good' and When you put it into action, you told him to wait, afraid that the disaster you caused would become uncontrollable, you asked Senior Newt to help you solve all these problems, but when Grindelwald was arrested, you told them to wait, You are confident that Grindelwald will no longer harm the world, so have you done it? Even if Senior Newt helped you get the blood curse, you are not willing to undo it. I know it has been hanging on your chest all the time, you Are you still waiting? Wait until he destroys all order, wait until he smears his ambition on all living beings, do you want to wait any longer?"

"Gnar..."

Tom didn't cherish his magical power at all. He bombarded Dumbledore's barrier with all his strength. It was much easier to destroy than to protect. The transparent rain barrier was soaked by black magic and became cloudy. Within the range above the Expo Park, the raindrops that had become cloudy continued to fall from the sky, falling on the people who had forgotten the past.

"I don't think you're a language giant, Professor, but wait so long, when will the time be right? There are always new conditions to be met, and if we're like a student taking an exam, everything has to wait Do it when the time is right, then we may not achieve anything when the matter is over." Nelson's tone became fierce, but his expression became calmer, "You asked me to wait, I have waited, when Jonas died, you Let me wait, tell me that Muggle law will give him justice, but will waiting bring him back to this world? Would you accept such an absurd reason? I waited, but I can not wait anymore."

"I understand your resentment, Gnar, you grew up in a Muggle family, and your vision is not like most people, who are only limited to your own world," Dumbledore said softly, "In this Muggle family In this matter, I have the same attitude as you, I fully understand your enthusiasm, but you are too young, you have not considered everything that will happen afterwards."

"Professor, do you know? I have been resenting you all this time, resenting you for taking away the only chance in my life to kill an enemy with my own hands," Nelson raised his head, and his clear eyes gave Dumbledore a feeling that it was difficult to look directly at him. He said softly, "But at the same time, in my heart, your most stalwart moment is also the moment when you shouted 'Avada Kedavra', professor, can you tell me? When you shouted the Kedavra , have you thought about what happened after that?"

"I haven't thought about it." Dumbledore said truthfully, "But I don't want you to bear the shackles you shouldn't bear because of impulse."

"Professor," Nelson raised his head and looked at the sky above the barrier. A falcon's chirp that could pierce the clouds fell from the sky, and the dazzling silver shadow slammed into the solid barrier, "I never thought about it before. I have thought too much, even if I am saving a few Muggles in a prisoner-of-war camp, I am still timid and overwhelmed."

He raised his magic wand and slashed down vigorously, as if he was wrestling with fate. Above the black clouds, several stars submerged in sunlight bloomed with light comparable to the sun. With his movements, seven thick Thunder pillars slammed down Dumbledore's barrier from all directions, and countless mayflies hit Paris's hat like moths to a flame. Dumbledore was surprised that Nelson's attack landed exactly on the barrier every time. weak point.

He didn't know that Nelson had launched countless "attacks" on the barrier before he could find these imperceptible weak points on this airtight hat.

"Professor, this is Paris. There is a fire that has been burning over Paris for seventeen years," Nelson said calmly. A complete eruption under uncontrollable high temperature, would you like to see the scene at that time?"

"you saw it?"

Another figure appeared beside Dumbledore, his silver-white hair looked like a moon in the rain, Grindelwald looked at Nelson with calm eyes, and gently waved his wand, as if there were hands gently supporting the top of his head The barriers are average, and the weak points penetrated by Nelson are easily repaired. He and Dumbledore have been against each other for a long time, but in the rare cooperation, they can still show the same tacit understanding as before. Grindelwald asked: "Do you see it with your own eyes?" Have you seen it?"

Nelson knew what he was asking, and the eyes of the two seers collided in the air. Nelson knew that Grindelwald was asking him questions from the future.

"No." Nelson shook his head and admitted frankly.

"Since there is no, then it is not the future."

"Mr. Grindelwald, did you see it with your own eyes?" Nelson asked back.

"what did you see?"

"Have you seen yourself chained to the tallest tower in Nurmengard, alone for the rest of your life?" Nelson asked rhetorically. "If you saw it, why didn't you accept it?"

Grindelwald was silent for a long time, staring at Nelson and smiling.

Nelson shook his head: "Well, I'm thinking too much. For characters like you, it's the protagonist's prerogative to be easily persuaded by words."

"It's good that you know," Grindelwald said, "If you want us to watch the ceremony with peace of mind, at least let me see that you have the power to subvert. When we have no clue and are in a mess, we can use wizards The easiest way to solve the problem."

Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald in surprise. Before he could compromise, Grindelwald had already raised his wand, turned to Tom, and picked his chin with a smile.

Tom and Nelson looked at each other, and jumped towards the gap between the two walls. The figure was wrapped in black mist in mid-air, and rushed towards Grindelwald in a flash.

Nelson squatted down and put his wand against the wall, so that passers-by could only see the rainy sky above them.

A faint blue ring of fire exploded from Grindelwald's side, and the black smoke that Tom turned into stagnated suddenly, but a part of it penetrated the flames and rushed to Grindelwald's side, condensing into a ferocious snake head in an instant , Bite down with sharp fangs without hesitation.

"Ding--"

Grindelwald raised his wand, and the fragile wood easily blocked the impact. The black smoke dissipated, and Tom's figure appeared in midair. There were still a few Fiendish flames that could not be extinguished, but he didn't care. He floated in the air, wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, pointed his wand at the center of Grindelwald's brow, and said with a provocative grin: "I remember your fire is purple, Look down on me?"

"Crazy boy." Grindelwald chuckled, feeling excited. He stepped forward and was caught by the black veil when he was about to fall. As if walking on the stairs of his own house, he strolled towards Tom in the air. "as you wish."

Purple flames gushed out from the tip of the staff, turning into scorching ghosts, surrounding him and confronting the giant snake entrenched in the sky.

"Professor." Nelson appeared next to Dumbledore, still holding the hat in one hand and the wand in the other. He respectfully performed a wizard salute and said sincerely, "I want you to see up to my resolution."

"I've already seen it."

Dumbledore sighed softly, and raised his free hand to support the barrier. He is one of the rare wizards who can master spellcasting without a wand. During the process of changing hands, Nelson just stood quietly by the side without disturbing him. Action, when Dumbledore continued to maintain the barrier, Nelson took a step forward and bowed to Dumbledore.

"Sorry, I can't spare my hand, I can't salute you."

Dumbledore's wand is pointed at Nelson, and the battle between the two shapeshifting wizards is imminent.

The moment he raised his magic wand, the remaining rain in the air was divided into two distinct sides with the two of them as the boundary. With only two of them, there was already the momentum of two armies confronting each other, and countless creations wrapped in magic power rushed towards the enemy. Launched a suicide attack, collapsed at the moment of meeting, and reunited.

Except for Dumbledore who was standing there, the figures of the remaining three kept moving among the flames, black gauze, silver light and billowing smoke.

Tom's expression became serious from the excitement at the beginning. He always talked about "killing Grindelwald", but from the bottom of his heart he always regarded Grindelwald as the most terrifying wizard, but in the real world When facing Grindelwald, he realized that his estimate was still conservative.

When Tom was blasted out of the black smoke once, Grindelwald chased after the victory. The giant dragon condensed from purple flames opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards the unstable Tom. A white cat surrounded by flowing water appeared in the air and proudly leaped into the dragon's mouth. The dragon's figure instantly shattered, and the flames were extinguished in the water mist formed by the lost mist. The white cat passing through the dragon's body continued to Step forward, blinking into the figure of Nelson stabbing before raising his sword.

The blade of the sword collided with the tip of the wand, bursting out like a meteor, and Nelson's Pointer Sword slowly shattered, leaving only the wand tightly held in his hand.

Tom didn't stop either, looking at Dumbledore with scarlet pupils.

"Nelson, you should know that you can't defeat me." Grindelwald glanced at the wand in Nelson's hand, shaking his head, "Even if you have the holy artifact, you are still just a young wizard after all."

"Mr. Grindelwald," Nelson pushed back his obstructive bangs, pressed down his hair on the back of his head with a soft felt hat, and looked down at Grindelwald, "Isn't this what you want to see?"

"Disarm you." Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and said to Nelson who was facing him.

The red light hit Nelson's right hand, but it only penetrated a ball of flowing water that instantly deformed. Nelson flicked the wand lightly, and the wand covered with knots suddenly became smooth. He paid attention to this "old wand" Wands" were made of black walnut wands.

"Little trick, you always like such a little trick."

Grindelwald chuckled, and returned to help Dumbledore who was defending under Tom's stormy offensive. He always felt that this old guy didn't do his best, and his attitude was extremely ambiguous.

As everyone knows, Dumbledore thought so too.

...

With heavy steps, Franz walked towards the trucks parked in front of the camp. There was no trace of anger in his sunken eye sockets, only the instinctive "Long live" when he met the soldiers stationed there. "Strong and strong.

"You devils! Executioners!"

The "cargo" covered by the tarpaulin squirmed violently, and screams came from the truck compartment. The soldiers guarding the vehicle seemed to have become numb to this situation. They raised their bayonets and stabbed them into the tarpaulin, repeatedly. Following this movement, with dull roars, and the piercing sound of metal rubbing against bones, the already rusty blade was covered with more and more bright red, and the screams in the truck The sound disappeared quickly, and they looked at each other without stopping what they were doing.

Franz didn't stop the soldier's movement, he leaned forward with a cigarette in his mouth, someone lit the fire with interest, only the officer who kept his back to the screen stopped him: "Don't go too far, these people are big use."

"What's the use?" Franz snorted coldly, took a deep breath, drank half of a cigarette, and said vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth, "Let them build a bigger concentration camp and detain more prisoners?" ? Anyway, they are going to die in the end, it’s the same everywhere.”

"Alas..." The officer who sent the man sighed and said, "Didn't the scientists here be researching more powerful weapons for the soldiers on the front line? Maybe they—"

"Scientist? Haha, don't worry, you won't be lost in the head count."

Franz exhaled a foul breath, and the lingering smoke completely covered the evil spirit's face, only a pair of red eyes looked towards Krakow through the smoke.