My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Nelson, what do you think?" Grindelwald looked up at the top of the tower directly below the tower hanging upside down in the illusion, with an unpredictable expression on his face.

"What?" Nelson also looked at the spire, "I was just thinking, how should we go back."

"Do you think the Horcrux can restrain Hai Erbo?" Grindelwald lowered his head, took a step back, and stared at a certain position on the ground.

"It's none of my business, sir." Nelson shook his head. "I never think about things that have nothing to do with me."

"How can it be irrelevant?" Thin mist slowly gushed out from the tower, and gradually thickened again. When it dissipated, Nelson was already standing at its feet. Grindelwald pushed open the door and motioned for him to follow. on, "Is this how you deal with prophets? To not think about things that are not in the moment?"

"Maybe, Mr. Grindelwald." Nelson followed, "Instead of worrying about things that may not happen in the future, we might as well keep our feet on the ground."

"No wonder," Grindelwald nodded, "By the way, Nelson, do you like the sculpture I gave you?"

"Very... I like it very much."

As Nelson stepped in, the tower twisted and collapsed from top to toe, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to his bed. Something was tight under his shoulder blades. He reached out and touched the horse. Volo's ring.

"So it was you? So is it the Deathly Hallows that made people enter the trance? Grindelwald's Elder Wand and the Resurrection Stone in my hand...then Haierbo's purpose is very clear." Nelson thoughtfully He put the ring inlaid with the resurrection stone on his middle finger, played with it, and then put it back on his finger, "He still wants to lie to me, doesn't anyone really think that he is the only one who knows what a Horcrux is?"

"The Dark Lord came back from his study tour and found that his cat was actually living in a kennel. With an order, 80,000 ghosts gathered at Hogwarts..." He shook his head, expelled the strange thoughts in his mind, and then closed his eyes Holding the wand and leaning against the mattress, the mist of mist wrapped him again, "I can't just be a marionette, Grindelwald's follower, that's contrary to the purpose of my coming out...for what I pursue, for my Everything I care about, I need my own strength..."

...

"You came."

"I am coming."

In the modern city of illusion, Nelson suddenly appeared in the middle of the road. The city that was gradually collapsing began to rebuild with his arrival, and it was more refined than last time. Looking at Hai Erbo lying in the middle of the road, Nelson opened his mouth to answer. talk.

"I knew you would come."

"Of course you know, and I know that you must know that I will come."

"..." As Haierbo fell into a long silence, the high personality he created had been exhausted and completely collapsed. What he was thinking at this moment must be: "I don't know how to take it."

"What do you want?" Nelson decided to fight for the initiative.

"No, no, no, I'm just a crippled old man, what do I want?" Haierbo looked very polite at this time, and he sold himself enthusiastically, "You must come back alone after that person. It’s a conspiracy, tell me, what do you want?”

"what do you have?"

"As I said before, I have magic, ancient and powerful magic that you have never heard of; I also have treasures, secret treasures that have been annihilated in the long river of history; I also have secret techniques, which can assist you with more powerful potions, alchemy Wait for the skill..."

"Did you memorize all these? Why is it exactly the same as what you said last time... Don't come near me!" Nelson took a step back, keeping a distance from Hai Erbo who was crawling towards him, and then said coldly, "What you said I'm not interested in anything."

"Oh?" Hai Erbo straightened up, the lost mist rose from the ground, and condensed into the shape of two legs on his lower body. With soft black hair hanging lazily on his forehead and shoulders, he patted his buttocks and sat down on the curb stone by the roadside, "If you don't want anything, you will want more."

"That's right, I want more." Nelson stepped forward, stood in front of Hai Erbo, and looked down at him condescendingly, "Despicable Hai Erbo."

"Sorry, I'm not mean." Haierbo looked up at Nelson with interested eyes, "So what do you want? Life, wealth, fame, power? You can get anything you can imagine from me everything of."

"I want another Horcrux of yours."

"You must be joking, you were there before, and you know that I promised it to another adult, and I can't divide it into two..."

"I said it, despicable Haibo." Nelson interrupted him impatiently, "I want another Horcrux of yours."

"The other one?" Haierbo showed a blank expression, but his hands behind his back were shaking like chaff. This was his biggest secret, and how could it be known by another person? He pretended to be calm and whispered, "One A person can only make one Horcrux, and the soul and reason cannot bear too much division."

"I'm not with that guy just now, I know what you want, I know more than you think." Nelson frowned, "I want your other Horcrux."

"You really know a lot."

...

"So you saw the despicable Hai Erbo in the illusion?"

In the afternoon, in the dining room under the library, several people were sitting and eating. Barry was taking a piece of carrot from the Witches of the World United set meal and putting it in a bowl. He asked curiously, "What does he look like? What is his magic power?" ?”

"He's only half body, very old...well, how do you say it? Old is not the word to describe him." Nelson put the fork in his mouth and thought, "Like a very old man who can't die anyway." And there's no way to cast magic there, he doesn't even have a body, how can a crippled soul wield a wand?"

"As far as I know, a lot of ancient magic can be cast without a wand." Andre interjected, giving Nelson a popular science, "And as long as wizards need a wand to cast a spell, other magical animals can cast no less than a wand of wizards' magic."

"I know that the reason for the goblin rebellion is the right to use the wand. Most little wizards will unconsciously release magic power before they have a wand. This is also the basis for judging whether a person is a squib." Nelson nodded and took a sip of apple juice , shook his head again and said, "But if there is such magic, why is Barry still captured by Muggles?"

"..."

"..."

There was an awkward silence at the table, only Barry mechanically poked the carrot on the plate with the fork, even though it had been mashed.

"Cough cough," Andre coughed lightly, then turned to face Barry, "Don't you have something to do? Why haven't you left yet?"

"I'll set off after I send you off. After all, Nelson is working with us for the first time." Barry took out a delicate silver suitcase from under the table, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Nelson, "Here are the clothes I prepared for you. Absolutely fit, comfortable, and decent... In fact, I was caught by Muggles on my own initiative, just for this moment, to find a dress that can perfectly blend into Muggles."

He cast his tangled eyes on White, but met her playful smiling face, he had no choice but to straighten his collar, chew on the mashed radish and continued, "Actually, after so many days of fieldwork, I have become a real Muggle research expert. , to Muggle-"

"It's an expert in mental illness." White couldn't help but speak, and Barry was speechless as if he was choking on the radish in his mouth.

After a long while, he said weakly, "Nelson, try it on?"

Nelson opened the box, and inside was a folded heavy coat. He took it out from the box and unfolded it. The serious black color and the straight lines like knife carvings made it show a strong sense of chill. The ten silver buttons They are lined up in two rows, with epic stories of wars engraved on them, the epaulets on the shoulders and the embroidery on the cuffs are in the same style, an eagle with a badge of anti-swastika in its mouth is pinned to the chest, and a belt with a silver buckle is pressed under the clothes ——This is a SS SS overcoat. Although it is very gorgeous and even known as a military uniform that cannot be surpassed for thousands of years, Nelson felt a strong sense of discomfort the first time he saw it.

"Are we going to be Hitler's spy? Why are we wearing this?" Nelson put it back in the case, frowning. "I don't want to wear warmonger clothes."

"It's more convenient to wear this." Andre nodded, "Do you know where we are?"

"Austria? Going to Poland?"

"That's right, we're going to go through Germany, and the official channel will be much more convenient."

"But the law of secrecy..."

"Hahaha, the secrecy law?" Andre and the others looked at each other and laughed, "Do you still think we care about the secrecy law? To be honest, in the Muggle government of Germany, we wizards are well-deserved Your honored guest."

"Huh?" Nelson showed a confused expression, "What's going on?"

"This is exactly what Lord Grindelwald expected. Wizards don't have to hide like mice." Barry stood up, opened his arms like the highest point of Nurmengard, bowed and saluted, like a nobleman who believes in evil gods , "I heard that you have been living in a Muggle family? Then you have to put yourself in the right place - Nelson, you are a wizard!"

"Really..." Nelson no longer dwelled on this question, he didn't mind wearing the skin of a beast, especially if it looked good, "So what are we going to do, I don't know the itinerary yet."

"We will use the Portkey to go to Germany later, and then take the train to Krakow in southern Poland. There is a powerful and special wild wizard there. Let's investigate while Germany is occupying Poland."

If there is no accident, the two updates can continue tomorrow... There has been a cold wave recently, so everyone should wear more clothes.