My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

　　 "I'll buy a ticket."

When the two of them walked back to the original intersection empty-handed, it was time for the sun to set. The hidden area was not as brightly lit as the city of Paris. As long as the street lights dotted the quiet of the night, the only exception was the intersection. In the fancy big tent in the center, colorful light **** dot every prominent point on the tent, and colorful light strips decorate every conspicuous line on the tent.

"A magical animal you have never heard of! A special species you have never seen! Come and enjoy the most wonderful deformity show ever! Taunting and flogging those freaks, a whole new experience!" Tom read the poster in front of the tent gate word by word. "How do I feel that this is not like a serious performance, and how do I feel like deja vu?"

　　 "Of course you have a sense of deja vu." Nelson lined up in the queue and whispered, "Don't you remember if you change the language? The Arcanus wizard touring circus?"

　　 "I remember!" Tom slapped his head and suddenly realized, "This is where Nagini stayed before!"

"Keep your voice down." Nelson warned in a low voice, "These circuses have never treated the aliens as human beings. They must treat her as their private property. Don't be caught by the circus before Grindelwald is killed. The boss of the group is done."

After all, he looked around and found that no one noticed himself, so he continued to talk to Tom, but he did not notice that the guest in front of him tilted his head slightly-this guest was wearing a dark high-necked trench coat with his head above his head. With a clump of messy, chicken-coop-like **** hair, his face was firmly covered by a scarf, not really, the only thing that can be seen is... his face is very long.

"The French allow this kind of circus to perform in their country?" As Tom listened to Nelson telling him about the circus, he began to feel sick every day. "Should we not go? It sounds disgusting. , I have to eat later... How do you know this."

"Andre told me," Nelson left the queue when he heard the words. He really had no interest in the circus committee, let alone the violent and abusive performances. He continued, "According to him, this Skander, the owner of the circus, is a horrible existence in the scum world. The atrocities of him and his circus are too numerous to describe. The stigma is even harder for anyone who has seen the world like Andre to tell. He said that the death row inmates of Azkaban had a sense of moral superiority facing him."

　　 "Hiss——" Tom took a breath, "I can hardly imagine such a dehumanizing person."

　　 "Who isn't it?" Nelson gave him a deep look.

　　 The two suddenly lost their appetite for watching the show, and walked around the tent to the south street, where there were hidden dining and entertainment shops. Behind them, the long-faced wizard quietly followed.

"By the way, speaking of Nagini, I remembered that I forgot to say it last time. I saw Nagini at Jonas." Nelson smashed Tom's shoulder with his elbow. "You dropped her. Are you there?"

　　 "No, I just asked her to guard Jonas' tomb." Tom shook his head, "London is getting messy now, although I don't think it will be enough, but there are some people who don't keep the balance..."

　　 He didn't go on, but Nelson nodded and understood what he meant, "I mean, aren't you afraid of starving her to death?"

"What are you afraid of?" Tom frowned. "She is an independent person, and not my pet. I bought a set of tableware for her in the previous cave. Even a snake can easily use it, no matter how big it is. One, I can’t tuck it under my robe and take it to Hogwarts.”

"It's true, you still want to be thoughtful." Nelson nodded, "I want to invent a set of tableware that can cook by myself so that I can eat whatever I want... I originally wanted to eat in Norway, no I thought of eating French food in the end."

"I don't know how the Norwegian side is playing? Dumbledore won't be slaughtered by Grindelwald." Tom started thinking again, "Who will teach us Transfiguration? Oh, he was suspended. Ah, that's all right."

　　 "Didn't he help Dumbledore?"

　　 "Help? Help him fulfill his long-cherished wish to die calmly? Help him be free from this painful world?" Tom looked at Nelson who took out his shorthand notebook and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

　　 "I'm recording, Tom." Nelson closed his notebook. "These words are wonderful. I want to write them down and tell them when I face the enemy."

　　 "..." Tom rolled his eyes and turned his head to the side.

The two people talked and laughed along the way. There were many restaurants on this street, but most of them were overcrowded. Although Nelson understood that the food in a good business shop was good, he really didn’t want to squeeze in, so he had to keep walking inside. , I quickly reached the end of the street. There was no one on the road. The sun had completely set and the street lights had not been repaired here. Only the shaky flames of the small wall lamps on the signs of the bleak restaurant and the invisible moonlight It illuminates the ground, the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is a good weather for bad things.

　　 "Did you feel... a meow?" Nelson pulled out his wand and illuminated the ground.

　　 "Yes." Tom nodded, "A kitten is following us, do you want to catch it?"

"Yeah." As soon as the voice fell, Nelson took a stone from his pocket and threw it into the air, and then immediately threw his wand behind him. The moment he twisted his waist and stretched out his hand, there was a big net that covered the sky. Formed in the air, and shot behind him.

　　 "There are so many obstacles! There are so many obstacles! There are so many obstacles!" Tom casually waved his wand three times in succession, and the three obstacle curses instantly blocked the trailing path from escape.

"Enriched breath." Nelson raised his wand above his head. A wisp of white mist condensed on the tip of the wand and drifted slowly towards the trailing person, and then spread when it touched him, enveloping him and obscuring his vision. In the future, Nelson can relax and conjure the same throwing objects and throw them into the smoke.

"You or your fog is not magic? Did you do all the fog on the train before." Tom was busy strengthening his obstacle spell. Unlike Nelson, he felt the unstoppable impact in the fog, and the forehead seeped Sweating, but seeing Nelson's calm look, he even pretended to turn his head and asked, "What kind of curse is this? Why does it sound weird?"

　　 "Uh... Actually, this magic doesn't need a spell. Don't you think this spell is not good? I can change it."

　　 "I always feel bad when I hear this spell." Tom thought, and continued, "I feel a little pain in the abdomen near the liver... Isn't a silent spell better?"

"Misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding!" The man in the mist finally spoke. A deafening roar rang out in the mist. A big cat with a long red tail rushed out of the white mist and leaned in front of the two. There was a roar in his throat.

　　 The owner of the street restaurant heard the noise and went out to watch the excitement. He retracted his head as soon as he opened the door.

　　 Nelson and Tom took a step back and quickly cast an iron armor curse on themselves. Tom looked at Nelson worriedly, their suppression failed.

　　 "What kind of magical animal is this?" Tom just stared at the big cat in front of him, "It doesn't look easy to mess with."

　　 "This is Zou Wu." Nelson calmed down, tapped his magic wand, and the fog covering the street disappeared, revealing the man inside who had taken off his scarf-his face was really long.

"You know it? Great." The man took off a piece of the net bag from the top of his head, and it quickly turned into fine stone dust and dissipated in the air. "People who like magical animals must not be bad guys. I am Newt Si Kamand, I just heard about Nagini and couldn't help chasing after him. I'm sorry for the trouble."

Although his face is a bit long, he is tall and straight and looks very coordinated. Although he looks a bit disgraced, his posture of apologizing is still polite and graceful~www.NovelMTL.com~Although "people who like magical animals must The logic of "not a bad guy" is a bit strange, but I have to admit that he is a charming man.

　　 "Newt Scamander?" Tom seemed to look up, and suddenly raised his head, "You are the Newt Scamander from Hufflepuff? The wizard who caught Grindelwald?"

"I don't know if I can be called a Hufflepuff." Newt shook his head awkwardly and said humbly. "But I did study in Hufflepuff before and grabbed Grindelwald. It wasn't me alone, besides, he ran away in the end."

　　 "Sorry, sorry, attacked the senior." Nelson stepped forward and helped Newt slapping the dust on his body.

"Thank you, are you Hogwarts students? It doesn't matter, you didn't hurt me, besides, I was wrong first." Newt exclaimed a little old fashionedly, "I have to say that all young people are like this now. Is it amazing? You can learn so much magic at a young age. Are you in the fifth grade?"

　　 "..." Nelson secretly changed a mirror to look at himself, "We are in second grade."

"Haha." Newt said with a dry smile, "you are so tall, you look very young when you look closer. I heard you are looking for a restaurant, I will invite you to dinner, it is an apology, after all, I followed you for so long. By the way, I I want to ask about Nagini."

　　 The three of them knocked on the door of the roadside restaurant, and the owner who had just performed the light-speed probe led them in sincerely. They ate and chatted.

　　 "So she's completely snakelike?" Newt stared at the cup on the table in a daze. He looked several years old when he heard the end of the deceased.

　　 "We will find a way to change it back. Gnar's polymorphism is very powerful."

　　 "Good boy." Newt patted Tom **** the shoulder.