My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

There is no thousand-sail race in the North Sea at night, only sleepless nights. There is only one lighthouse on a small island with a winding coastline in the distance, but the fireworks above the head are so gorgeous that they completely cover up the glow that guides the course.

"My mood right now is more lonely than soot."

First mate Jack was smoking a pipe, looked up at the fireworks shining high in the night sky, and sighed.

Nelson hid behind the mast and saw figures wrapped in black robes appeared on the deck one after another.

"Drowsy." When the air twisted for the first time and the first figure squeezed out, he raised his wand and pointed at Jack's mate's back, and whispered, rolled to Jack on the spot, and stretched out his hand to hold him His fallen body was gently placed on the ground, and he picked up the rain cloth at his feet and covered him.

After doing all this, he stood up and looked at the wizards who had just appeared on the deck and were looking around.

"Is it your signal?" The leading wizard looked around and noticed Nelson standing at the bow. He frowned and looked at the stranger with scrutiny.

He spoke German, and Nelson, startled, nodded and replied in German, "Yes, sir."

The leader took off his hood, revealing a tough face as if carved by a knife. He had no hair, and mysterious patterns were tattooed on his bald scalp, which seemed to be some kind of religious symbol. He unbuttoned the collar and pulled it from the collar. A golden pendant with the same pattern as the fireworks above the head.

As if he didn't care about the secrecy law, he went straight to the side of the ship, raised his wand and released a beam of light towards the small island in the distance. After a while, Nelson saw several wizards in black robes riding The broomstick flew from the direction of the island.

"Are you German?" The bald wizard narrowed his eyes and stared at Nelson's face, as if sizing up his prey. He waved his hand, and the surrounding wizards were on alert. The wizards who came from the island also hovered on the cruise ship on brooms around, he walked up to Nelson and looked down at him, "Why haven't I seen you?"

"I'm not, I'm an Englishman." Nelson clenched his wand and replied, "Are you here to find Barry Beckman?"

"Do you know where he is?" The bald wizard's eyes became sharper. He took a step closer, staring into Nelson's eyes, waiting for his answer, looking aggressive.

The banquet hall of the cruise ship was still brightly lit, and a lively banquet was being held there, but somewhere they didn't know, on the chilly deck, in the cool night blown by the sea breeze, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Below deck, he lost his wand and was arrested as a mental patient." Nelson observed the positions of the black-robed wizards around him, and after realizing that he had no hope of escaping, he became very cooperative. "I just heard on the ship that His business, I want to rescue him."

"Hahaha." A man in black robe behind the bald wizard couldn't help laughing. His laughter was clear and sweet, and it sounded like a young woman.

"White, be quiet." The bald-headed wizard turned around and shouted, the man in black robe immediately stopped laughing, he turned his head to look at Nelson again, his tone softened a lot, "You have been of great help, can you take us to him? "

"Okay, come with me." Nelson shrugged and walked to the gangway leading to the lower deck.

The bald-headed wizard waved his hand, and two men in black robes came out from the shadows, standing guard at the stairs. Then he put his hands on Nelson's shoulders, and led the rest of them down the stairs with him.

"Sir, are you Aurors?" Nelson led the way, and at the same time approached the bald wizard. He turned his head and showed a bright smile typical of a teenager, and his eight shiny teeth gleamed in the dim corridor.

"We are—" the man in black robe named White replied, but was interrupted by the bald wizard.

"That's right, we are Aurors. Barry has been missing for a long time, and we've been looking for him." His expression couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness, but soon, he drew out his wand, and the tip of the wand released a faint light enough to illuminate the corridor, With some force in his hands, Nelson stiffened his neck and heard him ask, "How did you know that?"

"I see that you are well-trained." Nelson replied, "And the magic is superb. As far as I know, only the Aurors have the highest requirements for wizards. Their team is full of masters like you."

The bald wizard was a little happy, and the strength in his hands eased. Everyone quickly walked to the door of the ward. The nurses on the opposite side seemed to have rested.

When Nelson walked to the door, he stretched out his wand and was about to open it, but was stopped by the bald wizard. He waved his hand again, and followed a thin man in black to the door and opened it.

Nelson noticed that all the wizards in this team did not chant spells when they cast spells. They were all masters of silent spellcasting. Thinking of this, he became more afraid to act rashly. Even so, he still hated Barry resentfully, "I came to save you with good intentions, and you're just messing with me like this?"

With a "creak", the door opened. The bald wizard nodded and pushed Nelson into the ward. The two previous wizards followed him in, and the rest stayed in the corridor.

The patients in the ward became agitated when they saw a group of outsiders entering. As soon as the thin black-robed wizard raised his hand, they all collapsed on the bed.

"Andre." The bald wizard frowned, dissatisfied with his self-assertion.

"It's okay, it's just a Stunning Spell." Andre's voice sounded extremely old, like a dilapidated bellows struggling to perform the last mission of his life. The hot and humid air in the cabin made him feel dull. He took off his hood , showing an old face full of scars, and smiled at Nelson who was looking at him, but because his appearance was too terrifying, Nelson couldn't tell whether it was a friendly greeting or a threatening grin.

"I'm here!" Barry's voice sounded from the innermost part of the ward. With the dim light of the bald wizard's lighting technique, he sat on the bed with all his might and waved his arms.

"Barry, how dare they treat you like this!" The black-robed man who was laughing on the deck earlier ran towards Barry. She stood by the bed, took off her hood, exposed her long golden hair, twisted her neck, and stretched her hands towards At the back of the neck, the long hair was pulled out from the neckline and spread out behind the back. The soft golden color with slight curls looked like golden waves under the faint light of the magic wand.

She grabbed Barry's skinny arm, and seeing the dense needle holes on it, she was furious and shouted, "What did they do to you? These Muggles, how dare they."

Barry ignored her, as if unwilling to face the blonde, he withdrew his grasped arm and faced the bald wizard who was holding Nelson. He frowned and said softly, "Zweig, what are you doing? This is My savior, he is with us, let him go."

Zweig let go of Nelson, and Barry struggled to unbutton the pants of the restraint suit, and got out of bed like an old man. He shook off White's hands that supported him, and staggered to Nelson.

"Thank you so much, you helped me a lot!" Barry stretched out his hands and held Nelson's right hand tightly.

"Going out, you should, you should." Nelson nodded and said, "You let them take you back, you see you are like this."

"Yes, we should go back." Barry looked at Zweig, nodded, and asked Nelson, "Are you with us?"

"No, I'm disembarking in Poland."

The two were being courteous, and White suddenly said coldly to Zweig, "Are we going to leave like this? Those Muggles tortured Barry so much, and we just pretended nothing happened, and just left like this?"

"No, I haven't been tortured," Barry finally paid attention to White. Although he wanted to kill Dr. Jack, he still spoke for the doctor. "He's just a Muggle doctor. For Muggles, this kind of— —”

"Barry, you don't know!" White caressed Barry's face as if crawling, she said softly, but the content was cold, "After those Muggles capture wizards, they will conduct brutal experiments on them , They are not good stubble."

"No, no, no." Barry was too lazy to argue with White. He walked towards the door and asked with curled lips, "I lost my wand, can anyone give me one?"

A minion guarding the door respectfully handed him a wand, he took it casually, picked it up and shook it twice, feeling a little uncomfortable, and another minion's wand came.

"I must seek justice for you!" White pushed Barry away and walked angrily to the deck.

"You are simply unreasonable!" Barry raised his wand angrily, pointed at White's back, and cursed, "Are you out of your mind? Can you let me go, can you stop holding me, Do you know? It was your 'gift' that got me into a mental hospital, can you stay away from me!"

He swung his wand vigorously. It seemed that this was a long-standing grudge. Unfortunately, the long hospital life almost destroyed his body, and the spell he shot limply hit the wall of the corridor.

Barry turned his head to look at Zweig and Andre for help. The two wizards were holding hands and standing aside as if they were watching a show. He had to turn to Nelson and pleaded, "It seems that I'm in trouble again—"

"Miss White, I believe you are not the one who repays kindness and revenge." Nelson called to the witch who was walking on the deck, raised his wand and squinted his eyes to aim at her back, "I don't care what you want to do, and I don't dare , but I'm going to get off at the end, do you understand?"

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