My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"what happened?"

The once-prosperous Xibian Lane has now been engulfed by billowing smoke and dust. There are collapsed shops and cracked roads everywhere. The pipe network buried underground is exposed to the air. Sewage and clean water gushes out, twisting into lines on the ground. The rushing stream was full of screams and cries, mixed with the "whoosh" sound of magic spells flying through the air.

Tom clutched his mouth and nose and quickly passed through the smoke and dust, pushing away the fugitives and heading towards the direction of Nobby Rich's speech. Flames popped up in the distance from time to time, but the two sides in the battle seemed to have negotiated, except for the sentence "You You can't do this," and there wasn't a single bit of harsh pre-war words that came out.

He quickened his pace and ran against the crowd.

As he walked quickly through an alley, a hand reached out and grabbed his trouser leg.

Tom paused, turned his head, and saw a wounded man hiding in the alley and struggling. He was holding on to Tom's trousers tightly, and his chest was gradually stained red.

Tom took a closer look, and saw that the wounded man was wearing an Auror robe, with a sharp shard of glass stuck in his chest, and the part exposed to the air was a full foot long. He bent down, took the Auror's hand away, and looked There was also a gradually expanding pool of blood under him, which was a penetrating wound, and although he was staring in his direction, Tom didn't feel that he was being watched. Auror's pupils had already spread, Tom shook his head and squatted next to the Auror, holding him by the neck and letting him rest on his lap.

"What happened?"

"Quick... run, don't...don't go in." Auror groped for Tom's sleeve and grabbed it tremblingly, "There...there are too many people inside, you...if you see a wizard—— "

"I am a wizard." Tom stretched out his wand and pressed it against the Auror's chest. A green light suddenly appeared, and a ball of glowing mucus covered his bleeding wound. He pinched the blood-stained glass and squeezed his wrist , "Be patient."

"puff--"

The Auror's body convulsed violently, and the blood gushed out like a fountain from the wound. Tom wiped his blood-soaked face with his sleeve, which made the blood smear instead, making his face look like it was painted over. The red mask of the battle pattern is average.

He continued to use his wand to manipulate the green slime to repair Auror's body, but it didn't take long before Tom put down his wand and gave up. He shook his head, Auror's heart had been torn, I'm afraid only a senior healer could do it Repair, he only has a few words left.

"Thank...thank you." Auror raised his hand, his eyes regained a little clarity, he saw Tom's face, and smiled, "I...I seem to have seen you, in Chocolate Frog... poof—Chocolate Frog on the picture."

Blood spewed out of his mouth as if he didn't want money, mixed with pieces of internal organs and glass shards visible to the naked eye.

"Do you have anything to say?" Tom asked in a deep voice, looking him in the eyes.

"I... um? Is it hopeless?" The Auror was stunned for a moment, and quickly saw the situation in Tom's eyes. His pupils narrowed rapidly due to despair, but quickly dilated, and his eyes deviated to On one side, "Damn...Brown died in vain."

Tom followed his gaze, and further down the alley, a person dressed similarly to him was sitting on the ground, leaning crookedly against the wall, lifeless.

"I... think I can still be saved, I still have to support his... his wife and children," the Auror in Tom's arms murmured, looking away, and smiled wryly, his voice muffled by the blood accumulated in his mouth , but after his chest was glued to Tom, his speech finally stopped intermittently. He seemed much more energetic, grabbed Tom's sleeve, and said forcefully, "Damn...you get out of here, there are too many people inside, Rich ... Minister Ritchie's speakerphone has been cursed, this was a premeditated attack."

"who is it?"

"Azkaban... the guards were under the Imperius Curse, as early as... as early as two months ago, ahem," the Auror said while coughing, "This is a premeditated attack, the dementors Not anymore, just here, at seven o'clock this morning."

"Seven o'clock?" Tom keenly captured the time, and asked, "And then?"

"But we didn't receive the news until three o'clock in the afternoon. At that time, Minister Rich had already arrived at Inclined Alley." Auror spoke faster and faster, "It stands to reason that we must I will know as soon as possible, but..."

"Was the attacker a fugitive from Azkaban?"

"The people we can catch, of course we can catch the second time..."

The Auror's voice became smaller and smaller until he uttered "Run" again and closed his eyes completely.

Tom stood up and put him and the Auror named Brown together. After a moment of silence, he used his magic wand to create a brick wall to seal the entrance of the alley, then turned and continued walking in the direction of Nobby Rich.

"Don't die."

The movements under his feet became faster and faster, but as he approached the bustling area, the flow of fleeing people became more and more dense.

After Tom pushed away a gentleman who was fleeing with his secretary, he was about to bump into a crying child. The mother of the child saw the madman rushing towards him and grabbed the child's hand in horror, but it was too late .

Just when she closed her eyes and couldn't bear to see the scene where the child was knocked into the air, Tom waved his wand, jumped up, and jumped over the child's head with a big stride. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Tom did not land after the jump , instead turned into a black whirlwind in the air, and the strong wind pressure brought by the whirlwind instantly crushed the surrounding smoke and dust to pieces. The fleeing Muggles and wizards seemed to be watching miracles, looking at the black smoke Roaring and rushing towards the direction they were escaping from, behind Tom, a dull vortex slowly formed in the high sky, and the dark clouds like the top of Mount Tai were accompanied by the thunderous sound of dragons, and they moved towards the direction of the slope with an unstoppable momentum. Rolled over.

Although it was shocking, it didn't look like any decent magic. After a few seconds of silence, the crowd fled amid even more terrified screams.

...

"Aren't we going to do something?"

Christian got up from the back seat in disgrace, looked at the empty co-pilot and Aibo with the steering wheel printed on his face, and whispered that the dark clouds in the sky were getting closer and the surrounding temperature was much lower.

She curled up under the seat, clasped her knees tightly with her hands, lowered her head as hard as she could, and looked out of the car window vigilantly from time to time. This attack reminded her of her previous experience. The car also started shaking.

Ai Bo took a look at the marks on his face in the rearview mirror, turned around with twitching corners of his mouth, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Help the Ministry, or—"

"Helping the Ministry of Magic?"

"Or treat the wounded," Christian whispered, "and do what we can."

"Rescue the wounded? Are you serious?"

"We can't just sit here and watch!"

"Yes, we can't do this, I should send you home," Aibo's chest heaved violently, his hand holding the steering wheel turned white from long-term oppression, he turned his head, and gasped, saying, "Tom Riddle has already gone. He is a strong contender for this year's Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and the champion of the last Triwizard Tournament. If there is something that even he can't do, do you think we will go Is there anything I can do to help?"

"We can't look at it like this!"

"We can't do anything," said the pampered young master who had never experienced such a thing. The most recent attack was at the Triwizard Tournament, but he had just graduated that year, and the whole picture of the matter was only in the Seeing it in the newspaper, he closed his eyes tightly, as if he could not see the situation outside the window, "We don't need to do anything, there is a division of labor in society, and we don't have to do things that are not in our control."

"I didn't expect you to be a coward! Aibo!" Christian's vocal cords were as dry as a leak, and she angrily yelled at Aibo, "Don't think I don't know, you playboy, you are afraid of death!"

"What are you kidding?" Aibo turned around while clutching the steering wheel, glaring at Christian, "There are ministers and Aurors in the alley, there are defenses set up before, and Tom Riddle's reinforcements, simple The riots can be quelled very easily, if even they can't do it, what use are we? I'm not good at fighting at all, and if you go, you'll only add to the chaos for your brother!"

"I'm not a trouble!" Aibo's words stung the deep scar in Christian's heart. She covered her head and let out a hysterical roar. The sound echoed in the small enclosed space in the car. Ringing in the ears, "I'm not one, trouble!"

"You're so reckless," Abbot babbled in a chanting tone, "Yes, I'm a coward, but I'm not a playboy, I don't even have the nerve to ask your name, your safety is the most important thing Yes, your brother must think so too..."

"But I don't think so!"

Christian screamed, the justice she believed in did not allow her to watch the disaster happen before her eyes, but her past and ability repeatedly emphasized: "You are a useless person."

"boom!"

There was an explosion sound that could be heard clearly from the outside, and the street they were on began to tremble. Dark clouds drifting from the sky had already covered most of the street. The clouds are like countless poisonous snakes entangled together, which is daunting and disgusting.

When a more tragic cry came, she pressed the door handle and opened the car door. Seeing this, Aibo took a deep breath and got out of the car first.

"Are you going?" Christian was a little delighted, "I apologize for what I just said, give me a hand, thank you—"

"Are you still a student at Hogwarts? Miss," Aibo closed his eyes again as he did in the car. He took a few breaths, rolled up his sleeves, and closed the car door forcefully, wanting to rush out of the car. When Christian came out, his face hit the thickened glass. She ignored her red nose and turned the handle of the car door with all her strength. Aibo watched her silently through the window. Cursed, shook his head helplessly, and after fumbling around on the car door for a while, he found a button and pressed it lightly, "Wait here, let the graduates figure out a way."

Christian wanted to break the car door violently with magic, but Aibo seemed to think of it and showed Christian her wand - before getting out of the car, he got it.

The sound inside the car cannot pass through the outside, and the sound outside the car cannot enter the car either. Christian frantically slammed on the locked window, watching the slowly rising steel plate with runes engraved on the outside of the car door. Covered by the scene, only the back of Aibo can be seen in the gap. Soon, the inside of the car became like a secret room, with only a group of faint lights above the driver's seat.

Christian looked at the light, angry from the heart, and wanted to pull out the wand, but remembered that the wand had been taken away by Aibo. Annoyed, she touched a hard object beside her, which was Aibo's belt before picking up Tom. The toy she bought was a monkey that could play with a horizontal bar with its tail. She threw the monkey towards the light vigorously.

"boom!"

"Zizi..."

The light flickered weakly, but Christian actually missed it. The inside of the car was quickly plunged into darkness, and Christian curled up helplessly, sobbing sobs that could not be heard outside.

...

In the depths of the Alley, the Knights buses that usually cruised around the stage where Rich gave a speech, and the remaining Aurors relied on the built terrain to resist the attacks of the surrounding enemies.

Rich leaned against the podium with his hands on his chest, and an Auror squatted beside him, bandaging his wound.

"How long can it last?"

"They are not attacking violently, Minister." Auror raised his head, looked at the surrounding battle situation, and said, "The distress signal has been sent out, and now we can only stand firm and wait for reinforcements."

"I shouldn't have asked him to..."

Rich closed his eyes in pain, not far across the street, a fat wizard was hiding behind a bench, fishing in troubled waters under the firepower of his teammates.

"Hey, haven't you shot down yet?" A hearty voice came from behind him.

"What are you talking about?" the fat wizard retorted. "Have you drunk too much? Do you dare to fight it? We'll hold it off until they get it."

"What did you get?"

"No, were you not there when the battle plan was made? Or was your brain sucked away by a dementor?" The fat wizard turned his head and saw a handsome black-haired young man smiling at him, thinking that he was the same when he was young. So handsome, he said patiently, "If your hands are really itchy, just catch a few Muggles and kill them. Don't make trouble for me, do you understand? We need to give the group who sneaked into the Ministry of Magic... Wait ,Who are you?"

"Thanks."

Tom smiled, and put his wand against the fat wizard's chest, a ball of blood splashed on the fat wizard's back, Tom held his shoulders, as if hugging, he gently put the fat wizard down on the ground, stuffed Under the bench, I watched the fierce firefight not far away, thought for a moment, took out a small silver ball from my pocket, aimed at the bus knights piled up, and threw it over.