My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

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At the dinner table, Nelson, who was stuffing two pieces of elbow meat with a slice of bread, froze suddenly. His raised elbow blocked the fork extended by Tom. With a "plop", the fork fell into the mushroom soup in front of the two of them. inside.

"What's the matter?" Tom looked at the dinner plate covered by the splashed thick soup with disgust, wiped the plate with a napkin, and turned his head to ask, "Have you relapsed from any old disease that I don't know about?" ?”

"No, no," Nelson shook his head, picked up the sandwiched "roujiamo", dipped it in the soup, stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered, "You have a new guest."

"Where am I? Where am I?" Tom had even forgotten that he had ever purchased a shop in Diagon Alley, and asked in confusion.

"It's Diagon Alley, that pet shop," Nelson reminded patiently, "someone went in again."

"Uh...won't it be the same as last time? Why don't we go out of school tonight to see what's going on?"

"Don't worry, I put a piece of black bread there, I'm very professional now since what happened last time."

"Professional? A piece of black bread??" Tom raised his voice, and when he noticed that everyone around him was looking at him, he lowered his voice, pressed Nelson's arm and asked in a low voice, "Where are you feeding the chicken??? "

"It's good to have something to eat," Nelson pouted, "I cast a spell on that piece of black bread, as long as he eats a bite, another bite will grow back. You don't care about the food for illegal intruders, do you?"

"I'm afraid he's dead," Tom threatened. "If someone dies on my estate, do you know how bad the discount is?"

"He can't die," Nelson said, spreading his hands, shrugged, "he can't die even if he wants to."

"Oh," Tom said suspiciously, "shall we go to London sometime this weekend?"

"Let me think... well, wait until next week," Nelson shook his head, "I promised Adele that I will go to the Quidditch stadium this weekend to watch her participate in the Hufflepuff Quidditch team selection. "

"She still likes this?" Tom raised his eyebrows with a surprised expression, "Damn, the birthday present I prepared for her was a pink fennec fox..."

"Not bad, where did you buy it? Or did you catch it in North Africa?"

"...stuffed doll." After a moment of stiffness, Tom added the last word.

"..."

"..."

Silent, Tom stared at the breadcrumbs exposed at the corner of Nelson's mouth, as if he had discovered some mystery of the universe.

"What did you give Christian for her birthday last year?"

"A set of "Advanced Potions" and "Advanced Practical Potions" that I personally marked the key points, which happens to be available to her this semester."

"I know why she has such a bad relationship with you." Nelson patted Tom on the shoulder and said sympathetically.

"I'm going with you on the weekend," Tom asked, rubbing his chin, wondering for the first time about his own charisma, "Have you bought Adele a broomstick? If not, I'll buy her one , just buy the most expensive one, how about Minerva? Write and place an order now, and it will definitely arrive before Friday.”

"Have you ever considered a question, Tom, what if she didn't choose? Is there any difference between the broom you escaped at this time and the broomstick you gave me?"

Tom's expression became more complicated, and after a while, Nelson asked suspiciously: "You don't really want to give me a broomstick, do you?"

"Shouldn't the man who has no talent for flying, but has a great love for it, encourage it with a good broom?"

"Thank you so much, you better put your pink fennec fox plush doll in the bag, and if she doesn't choose, you take this out."

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"Name."

"Winston—"

"Name!"

In the dim interrogation room, a red spell hit the wizard sitting on the interrogation chair, but this innocuous spell only made his figure shake, and did not penetrate the tough carapace It hurt his body, but Ogden's anger has been fully conveyed. The beetle-shaped wizard curled his lips, bumped the jaws on his cheeks, and said in a low voice, "Tillo Krell."

"You better hope you didn't lie to me just now."

Ogden glared fiercely at the wizard curled up on the interrogation chair. His back covered with a round carapace prevented him from sitting securely like other criminals, so he had to be tied up with more chains, even if He is now a prisoner, but Ogden was extremely confused by the kind of joy he exuded from the inside out. He rubbed his chin and looked at this strange-looking man again. Wu, turned around and pushed open the iron door behind him, and walked out.

After the iron door was slammed shut again, the interrogation room fell into a dim silence again.

The sorcerer who called himself Krell stretched his limbs contentedly. Two slender insect limbs covered with bristles pierced the armpits of the robe, nimbly got into the gap between the handcuffs and shackles, and slightly tightened those shackles. Luo Ren's shackles stretched a little, and then retracted quietly, pretending that nothing happened.

"Prisoner, hehe." He pressed the shell on his back against the back of the chair, raised his feet, and began to think about how much Galleon he should spend to redeem his life. "It's better than losing my life."

He watched helplessly that the werewolf, who had died of anger, was lifted up by the law enforcement team who came later, and packed into a box like a dead dog. He couldn't help but sigh again for the cruelty of the only escaped companion, even as a dark wizard. , He also felt that kind of cruelty was a little too much.

"Damn it, aren't we just here to catch a little Auror? It's not a secret mission, why would he do it so terribly?" There was an aggrieved hatred on his face, but his expression soon became strange. "He's not really on a secret mission, is he?"

Every word the wizard said was recorded by the wizard stationed on the other half of the wall. He mumbled to himself for a long time, and finally, the iron door of the interrogation room was pushed open again.

Ogden walked in with a stack of parchments, and threw them heavily on the small table in front of the wizard as soon as he entered the door, and his attitude became even worse.

"There are so many evil deeds, Tilo Krell!" Ogden snapped, "Your name was on the first statistical list sent by the International Federation of Wizards last month, and it looks like I caught it A big fish."

Krell did not answer, acquiescing to Ogden's accusation.

"I don't understand why you, a dark wizard who has been manufacturing banned potions in Austria all year round, came to London to hold an innocent Muggle tailor hostage? If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out alive today." This door is closed." Seeing the indifferent expression on Krell's face, Ogden emphasized, "A black wizard like you who is wanted worldwide will not be protected by any laws in the country where you live , that is to say, even if I kill you now, no one will complain for you, so you'd better explain all your problems clearly now, and explain your ugly appearance what's going on."

Ogden flipped open the parchment in his hand, and pushed one of the pages in front of Krell. There was a photo printed on the parchment. A man with a serious expression was talking to the camera, although it was not Handsome, but at least not as impersonal as he is now.

"You can record it directly, sir," Krell said skillfully, "I have experience, you don't need to ask one by one."

"Oh, what a brilliance."

Ogden saw that he was proficient only for veterans, and smiled disdainfully. He pulled out a clean piece of parchment and placed it in front of him. He waved his wand, and a quill flew out from under the table, hovering above the parchment. .

"My name is Thilo Krell. I graduated from Durmstrang twenty-three years ago. I was born in Hamburg, Germany. I am what I am now because I lived in symbiosis with my golden beetle. This is a kind of Durmstrand. Trant’s unique magic.” Krell said at a speed that could just keep up with a quill pen, and the gap between breathing was just enough for it to dip in ink, “I first made it in a little-known potion shop in Germany I was an apprentice for three years, and later because I wanted to do it alone but was not allowed, I accidentally killed the owner of that shop, who was also my potion master. Release it."

Ogden nodded, Krell's description was completely consistent with his first arrest record, but he really knew these lying dark wizards too well, he understood that this must be a premeditated crime, but he He didn't say much, and continued to listen to the recording quietly.

"After I finished the investigation, I couldn't find a decent job. They all thought I was a murderer who would kill the owner's family. No one was willing to hire me, so I went to Austria and joined the Scoundrels."

"Rogue Gang?" Ogden sneered. "What a stupid name."

"This gang mainly sells valuable but priceless gadgets. I have a good level of potions, so I stayed there and usually made something that can relax people's body and mind, and sold them to Germany. The troublesome German Aurors have caught it a few times, and the people of Nurmengard have been expelling other wizards in Austria. Until five or six years ago, the Prussian region fell into war, and the German Ministry of Magic didn't have much time to take care of it, so we just messed around Go in, continue our business in the local area, and find an opportunity to join a peripheral organization of the Saints," Krell didn't care about Ogden's sarcasm that he was climbing high, and said to himself, "I said we are the peripheral organization of the Saints." It’s not groundless, a few years ago we obtained a formula from Nurmengard, which is a green potion that can directly mobilize emotions, and the effect is much better than our previous products.”

Listening to Krell's unrepentant recounting of his criminal experience, Ogden's face flashed a bit of sullenness, but he did not attack, because the second half of Krell's speech was very important, and it seemed that he had met him not long ago. related to a previous case file.

"After getting this secret recipe, the rogue gang became even more popular in the local area, but the biggest opportunity for our growth was two months ago," Krell, who was stabbed in the back, had no scruples about the so-called secret. He poured out a lot of content that was not on the dossier, "Although our business has covered many Muggle friends, these are not visible, but two months ago, inexplicably, the secrecy law was abolished, and we The surrounding area either has no Muggles like Nurmengard, or protects Muggles by law like other countries, but Prussia is basically a three-way zone. You may not know the situation there, even Muggles But shoot wizards in the street, have you seen their guns? 'Crack'—'bang', people die."

"You will explain the situation in Germany in detail later, and someone will record it," Ogden was surprised. Even the British Ministry of Magic didn't know much about the situation there. "Tell me about the werewolf with you first." Who is it? Also, the purpose of your coming to England."

"There are two people who came to the UK with me this time. Our mission is to capture the Auror Ludwig Kant of the German Ministry of Magic. He always wants to overturn the situation where everyone in Prussia is making money, so he has become the favorite of many people. A thorn in the side, but his grandfather has always been in the hands of the rogue gang, so he is honest, but three days ago the old man suddenly went crazy, attacked the wizard who brought him food, and broke into the street, wait until we subdue him , that little Auror Kant has already run away," Krell twisted his neck, "I happened to be free, so I brought the two of them to chase."

"Why are you free? Aren't you in charge of making potions?"

"A few years ago, the leader of the rogue gang changed. He found me and wanted me to train a few apprentices to expand the business. Recently, it just happened...Damn it!" Krell seemed to suddenly understand something. He raised his head, and his black compound eyes looked at Seeing Ogden's smiling eyes, his expression instantly became ugly.

"I think you were so calm before, probably because you always thought that your boss would come to get you, hehe, it seems that you are not as important as you think," Ogden folded his arms and said with a smile, "I'll just say one There is no reason for the wizard in charge of pharmaceuticals to be exposed on the arrest warrant in your disgusting business, Mr. Krell, now you can use your words carefully, and think about whether you have missed anything."

"Of the three of us here this time, that stupid werewolf is a thug. He came from the east and joined us later. His hobby is cannibalism. He only picks one family, eats the youngest among them, and bites For the rest of the injured, you can look it up, his name is Roman Vronsky," Krell said in a deep voice, "As for the other person, he has already run away, but he can't run away for long."

"Who is that?"

"His name is Fritz Harmann," Krell gritted his teeth, and said word by word, "Find someone and give me Legilimency, I'm afraid the language is not detailed enough to let you really understand he."