My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Is this your man?"

Barry looked at the people who entered the city by taking advantage of troubled waters, with a surprised expression on his face, his eyes quickly turned to Nelson, and he asked a question.

But Nelson also had doubts on his face. He just asked Fuyou to take Moody to Penguin to help him. He didn't give anyone an order to join the war, and he never even shared with anyone that he was going to start a war in Berlin. What's more, he didn't know those people at all.

This group of people who appeared in the surrounding alleys took heavy steps and approached the streets shrouded in battle a little bit. They wore robes that concealed their faces, and only the golden sun pattern embroidered on their backs could be used to distinguish friend from foe. No one knows their purpose, and no one can see through their establishment. They are like ghosts. Even if they are very close to the battlefield, no one notices their arrival.

Nelson's gaze was firmly locked on the sun-shaped ornament, his eyes gradually narrowed, he shook his head, and said, "No."

"Could it be for the resurrection stone?" Barry walked towards the big clock behind the two of them, with a wonderful expression, "This time it's even more interesting."

The footsteps of those mysterious people approaching the battlefield reminded Barry of the trackers by the river. They used their skinny shoulders to drag the rope so that the big ship with its sails furled could sail smoothly. If their steps were dragging something heavier thing.

With a series of slight panting sounds, Barry's vision darkened, and the shadows slowly cast on his face. He raised his head, and on a distant mountain on the outskirts of the city, a cumulonimbus cloud brewing with lightning was bringing He came crushed by a heavy momentum, and when he ran over the remnant clouds floating in the sky, there were already thunder and lightning roaring. He looked at the stumbling steps of this group of people, and his eyes became serious, as if they were really trackers—— It's just that what is being dragged is not a cruise ship, but a heavy dark cloud.

"What are you still doing?" Nelson asked, turning around. "They do their thing, we do ours."

Barry responded, and the tip of the wand flashed with wind and thunder, and slammed into the big clock that was still intact under the baptism of war.

"According to goblin rules, treasures belong to the one who made them," Nelson's voice echoed throughout the city from the big bell at the top of the clock tower, his voice drowning out the shouts and spells, and it seemed that the battle was more like a battle. Drums to accompany him, "But as we all know, there are no rules in Prussia."

"What kind of stinky bird are you?" Nelson's arrogant behavior and inexplicable declaration aroused the displeasure of the wizards in the church. The black wizards looked down on this kind of person who thought he was superior. Some people pointed their wands at Nelson's face, but In the next moment, he was knocked down by an enemy on the street. The wizard who knocked him down gave his opponent a knife while raising his head to help him say his last words, "Igor Karkarov!"

Nelson had accomplished an achievement that even Bogin Bock would have considered breathtaking. In just one day in Berlin, he made the name of Igor Karkaroff known.

"What do you want to do?"

"I like chaos. At the same time, I don't like Borgin Bock. I want this name to disappear from the world, so I made him the first player in this game."

This kind of big talk aroused the dissatisfaction of the vast majority of people, and dense spells shot towards the dilapidated church roof, but the stronger black magic power instantly swallowed up this attack that almost no one could resist, Barry groaned Panting while leaning on the big clock, this is what he promised Nelson, "I feel like I'm at a loss."

"I like being an initiator, not a participant." Nelson waved his hand, and the smoke behind him dispersed. "Will you be annoyed by being played? The winner may get the right to initiate the game like me."

"This is an opportunity, you despicable, shameless, dirty scum, you are used to crawling at the feet of the strong, but I know very well that none of you are safe for a second, and of course, no one is. content with the status quo.”

"This is an opportunity to rise to the sky, scumbags, no matter what Borgin Bock takes from me, those who get it will have power that you can't even imagine. In your hometown, you use the power of black magic to dominate, But this power is false, and you see, who was driven here like a dog in the water?"

"I understand your dissatisfaction and resentment. In this world, nothing is fair, so you have chosen a more convenient way to gain power,"

Gradually, the spells attacking Nelson lessened, not only because he would be attacked by people around him as long as he was distracted, but also because his voice had a deceptive magic power. Barry even saw a familiar man in a trance. The gray-haired figure and Nelson gradually overlapped. Under the assimilation of the crowd, more and more people recognized his rules. On the one hand, they were attacking the buildings that Borgin Bock insisted on, and on the other hand, they swept away the surrounding competitors. ·Bock's shrunken building can only be closed tightly, and he can't even prove his innocence.

He also understands that in this atmosphere, no one will believe his innocence. Even though Nelson's statement is full of loopholes, no one can think calmly anymore. Gritting his teeth, he looked at Nelson across the window. Their eyes met in the air. Those dark eyes made his heart tremble, and he shrank his head back suddenly.

"Strength is also divided into strengths and weaknesses. You see, this weak spell is almost scratching the surface of my boots." Nelson smiled and looked away. "You all agree that the most important thing in this world is strength. When faced with such an opportunity, can you not be tempted?"

Those who heard the sound only felt that there was a charming temptress whispering in their ears, which aroused their desires, and the fire in their hearts swelled and swallowed their reason, and the light of the spell became brighter.

"This is a knockout match. There are no referees, no spectators, and no opponents who follow the rules." Nelson's voice resounded throughout the city. On the big clock behind him, an overwhelmed crack was slowly spreading, "If you are afraid , just leave, never come back, go to your home jail to reform and don't tell anyone you were there."

No one paid attention to his words.

"I've seen this passage, like those Muggles in Germany, who want to destroy people and make them crazy first," Barry sighed, "but I thought you would give them a chance to reform, Nelson."

"I don't have the qualifications. Before coming here, they have faced countless opportunities." The big clock was completely split in two behind Nelson and hit the ground heavily, "What's more, I just gave it to you. "

Barry looked at the people who stopped on the street, no one left, they couldn't even stop for a moment, and the moment Nelson finished speaking, they fought again.

Barry didn't understand where their motivation came from. In his opinion, the illusory Resurrection Stone was not as real as the invincible Elder Wand.

"Madness ignites the temperature, Barry," Nelson said, leaning on the railing, his dark pupils reflecting a magic spell like fireworks, "You pour boiling water into the sea, and the sea will not become hot, but if you pour ice Throw a piece of it into lava, how long can it last without boiling?"

"oh?"

"Grindelwald taught me a truth that aliens will be assimilated by the environment, unless he has far more firmness than ordinary people, but unfortunately, this group of bereaved dogs who ran to Berlin to keep warm and bite each other were not so firm," Nelson said. The colors in his eyes gradually became brighter under the reflection of the fireworks, which also weakened Barry's desire not to get close, "These poor guys, they don't even know what the resurrection stone is, and they don't know what I gave to Borgin Bock What, I don't know that he and I really have a grudge from time to time, they only know that the winner here gets everything, but what does 'everything' mean? Even I can't figure it out."

Nelson straightened his back, attracting the eyes of many people who were fighting in the street. A thick bolt of lightning fell from behind him and landed on the broken obelisk of the Kaiser William Memorial Church, instantly lighting up the building as if densely packed. He held a soft felt hat in front of his chest. In such a heavy rainy weather, this hat used to protect him from the rain was actually the driest thing, but no one cared about his weird behavior. Who isn't eccentric for a dark wizard living in Berlin?

"boom!"

Violent thunder came from overhead, and Barry raised his head. At some point, the black cloud that seemed to be dragged had already come to the top of their heads. It seemed endless, crowded the sky, and dragged the daytime of Berlin into the night. In the deep darkness, the whole city fell into darkness and silence.

"boom!"

Lightning flashed across the sky, and at the moment of lighting up, the spell flew out, and people fell down at the same time.

In this silent environment where the film seems to be damaged, a silent but cruel killing began. Every few seconds, the sky and the earth will light up. The dark wizards quickly adapted to this environment, and those who did not fall became Like a ghost.

But the haze at the end of the street is a darkness that even thunder cannot illuminate.

The black robe billowed and fluttered in the rain, forming one piece. From a distance, it looked like a cloud of black mist, or a tsunami of sewage. The cold street became even more desolate as it came.

No one knows when and how the dementors originally stationed in Azkaban on the small island off the coast of the United Kingdom came here, and no one knows their motives. They can only instinctively perceive the greed of predators with appetite.

This desperate street is undoubtedly a feast for the dementors. The experienced wizards quickly realized that the only way to defeat the dementors is the Patronus Charm, and as we all know, dark wizards cannot call the Patronus.

"Have you memorized this line for a long time? It's really difficult for you," Barry put down his wand against the big clock, looked at Nelson's back in front of him, and said quietly, "Nelson, we all get what we need, is it okay?"

"No problem." Nelson nodded, and then walked back into the shadow of the clock tower during the lightning break, looked at Barry who straightened up and asked, "Azkaban's dementors? So you organized a prison escape ?”

"Of course, but it's not entirely organized by us," Barry nodded, squinting his eyes and looking at the hurried crowd on the street. He leaned on the railing and let the raindrops soak his robe, which was tightly squeezed. Fitting tightly to his body, he unreservedly outlined the muscular lines of the strong Kong Wu, like a chiseled by an axe. He sighed and stroked this body that did not belong to him, from shoulders to forearms, from hands From the elbow to the wrist, the fingertips slowly slid down, and the hands were crossed, making a gesture of prayer that African wizards are accustomed to. "Not long ago, Mr. Grindelwald made a special trip to England for this matter."

"The Ministry of Magic?"

"Yes, he told me that you got a good job at the Ministry of Magic, and he told me that if you could feel safe and successful in your work, it would be a thing that would make us all happy, of course , we all know that you are not the kind of person who can stay at ease, you can always find a place to squat when everyone thinks you need to move, and you can also settle down when everyone thinks you are tired Nowhere to go," Barry nodded, and said, "He also told me that he had to hold you back in person before proceeding to the next negotiation. I didn't believe it at the time, you know? Nelson, in my heart, you still The little kid on the cruise ship repeating pigeons and seagulls over and over with another kid."

"Now do you believe it?"

"I believe it. Your growth has exceeded my expectations. I used to think that you and I were the weakest of us, but now I don't think so," Barry shrugged, "I think at least Ender and I Only the two of Lie can hold you back."

"You plus Andre are greater than Grindelwald?" Nelson raised his eyebrows, throwing the small silver ball that he didn't know when he touched it in his hand, "I've already recorded it, and it will be sent to Numengah in a few days." Germany to go."

"Haha," Barry scratched his head and smiled, "I mean Andre is in charge of being beaten, and I am in charge of playing the emotion card."

"Why weren't you beaten?"

"Because I have already played the emotional card for Andre." Barry looked at the back of the big clock, and a rickety old man slowly came out from the shadows. At the moment when the thunder ripped through the sky, he was covered with scars. With a hideous face like a ghost, Barry waved at Andre, "Andre said he would be responsible for the beating."

"You won't beat up an old man, Nelson?" Andre looked at Nelson pitifully, but this kind of expression on his face that could stop children from crying at night would only make him look more terrifying, watching him fall into silence Nelson, he moved quietly to Barry and whispered, "You see, we've held him for three minutes."

The dementors gathered on the street, silently staring at the ingredients that were killing each other, and those who dragged the dark clouds were also approaching quickly in the alleys. Barry put down the brass binoculars, and the place was already surrounded by water. The time limit for Nelson's previous advice to persuade him to quit has also come to an end.