My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Do you dare to preface Grindelwald in front of me? What qualifications do you have to judge my way of education?" It seems to Armando that he questioned his way of education more than his grandson was kept in a cage. Things hurt him even more. He rushed to Daguerre’s cage hysterically, shaking vigorously, stirring up blood, "Second Salem? A bunch of Muggles with brain problems, Grindelwald destroyed it. My Barry, this villain! Butcher! Bastard!"

"You're crazy, Dippet," Armando shook the hook that locked Daguerre vigorously, and a mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth. "Calm down, the most important thing is to rescue your grandson. "

　　 "Get it out?" A trace of disdain flashed in Armando's eyes, "While I'm still willing to talk to you rubbish, tell me quickly, what needs to be done?"

"You must save me first, sir," Daguerre's freedom is now in Armando's hands, and his name for Armando has been transformed into honorifics without a trace. can."

"Do you think I'm always confused," Armando mocked disdainfully, "Since this can get you out, why don't I just use Apparition to take Barry away? Besides, if what you said before is true , I will take you away, won't your cage explode?"

"You can try," Daguerre was speechless, his tone became impatient, and he turned his mouth in the direction of Barry. "You can lift up the piece of cloth covering his cage and look inside. What is it like, if you have a wealth of experience dealing with the silent, then treat it as I didn’t say.”

"what did you say?"

With trembling lips, Armando stretched out his hand to grab the black cloth on top of Barry's head. The cloth isolated everything in the cage, like a black hole, torn and stolen the last bit of luck in his heart, as a grandfather, How could he not know what happened to his grandson? I just don't want to admit it. The tremor became stronger as his hand got closer to the black cloth. When he touched it, there was no sound in the cage. Barry seemed to be dead, and Armando’s hand was already trembling as if he was suffering from a severe handkerchief. Jin Sen, he tugged hard, but the flimsy black cloth seemed to be as heavy and motionless.

"You know it in your own heart," Daguerre said irritably, "I'll say it again, believe it or not: I will tell you how to restrain the magic mechanism under your feet. You can try it with me. If you succeed, you can save it. It’s not too late for your grandson. Before that, you need to find an adult wizard as a replacement for him after leaving, otherwise the magic mechanism will explode soon."

　　 "What happened to the explosion?" Armando lifted his chin and said softly, "There are only three scum here. What if it blows up?"

"You really don't know the situation, I can Apparate, because I am so weak that I have no magic power, but the magic of your grandson..." Daguerre sneered, "You can feel it, I think it's a trick It shouldn’t be a problem to blow you up. Can you apparate with such a bomb?”

　　 "Could you not use the word'so-and-so's grandson' to refer to me," Barry said weakly after a long time, "Daguerre, my name is Barry Beckman."

　　 "Shut up!" Armando turned around, staring scorchingly at the cage in which Bari was being held, and he shook his mind and pulled the black cloth away!

　　 "Merlin's ******...I am--" At the first glance at Barry, Armando's face immediately turned blue, his eyes widened, and his whole body froze in place.

Barry in the cage did not have a good piece of meat on his body, only the skin on his face was relatively intact. Several black lighted iron rods penetrated his body and nailed him firmly in the cage, maintaining a kneeling. The movements of lying on the ground and raising both hands, fresh wounds, healed wounds and decayed wounds layered over Barry's whole body, but it was not these simple scars that really caused Armando's heart colic.

On Barry’s back, a "person" who is exactly the same height and body as him is clinging to his limbs, lying on his stomach like a lizard. His whole body is pitch black, nothing but two pure white eyes and a strange arc. With a grinning mouth, countless black silk threads hung from his body and pierced into Barry’s body. Like an artery, he was instigated to absorb the nutrients in Barry’s body. Armando could feel the endless evil thoughts and sadness on his body, even though he In the impression, the silent person is an unstable black magic power, but he is extremely certain that this "person" who is almost exactly the same as his grandson is the silent person of Barry.

　　 When the black bra opened, the light from the outside world shone on Barry, and the silent man born of Barry's magic also raised his head.

　　 He stared at his pure white eyes. Although there were no pupils, Armando knew very well that he was looking at himself! Armando's lips trembled, and the silent one originated from the magical power and emotions of a wizard. The sorrow that seemed to be true in this black figure was completely experienced by his grandson.

　　 "Amando Dupete?"

　　 Something beyond the cognition of everyone present happened. The dark shadow opened his mouth, like a baby who was learning to speak, calling out the name of the old man in front of him.

　　 Amanduo was stunned. He was about to respond, but Sombra spoke with a much smoother speed than before and said:

　　 "I wanted to see you a long time ago," Sombra's grin widened, and he said loudly and cheerfully, "My name is Barry Diepert, I am glad to meet you!"

The black shadow pressed on the back of Barry's hand and peeled himself off his body. He crawled on Barry's body, climbed to the edge of the cage, grabbed the railing and looked at Dippet, "My dear grandpa, I will come See you!"

　　 His pronunciation and utterance are not standard, just like a child who is babbling, but everyone who hears the sound feels the strong, human-like emotions in the sound.

　　 "Grandpa, grandpa! Why are you ignoring me?" The black shadow shook the railing vigorously and cried out, "I have become what you want, why don't you go home?"

　　 Armando trembled all over, without speaking.

"Grandpa! Mom and Dad are dead, they grabbed me and wanted to threaten you, but you let them kill me directly~" Sombra said cheerfully, and clapped his hands as he said, "They tortured me with the drill curse, but I Remember your teaching, don’t cry, am I great? Why don’t you praise me!"

"Grandpa, grandpa, today I ran out of Beckman's annoying meticulousness, why are you hitting me?" Sombra quickly turned from laughter to crying, and asked suspiciously, "Don't you like me? You don't want to Do you want me to be like that?"

　　 "Grandpa, grandpa, I defeated this coward, you always let me be a man..."

　　 "Grandpa, grandpa, they bully me every day and throw me into the urinal, but I am a man, and I cannot violate the confidentiality law..."

　　 "Grandpa, grandpa, I miss you so much, can you come back and see me? They said I don't have mom and dad, I'm a wild child..."

　　 "Grandpa, grandpa..."

　　 "Grandpa..."

The other people in the cabin were silent, only the dark shadow behind Barry was constantly telling Armando that Armando was frozen in place and hadn't moved for a long time. His power was only effective for his grandson, and as the silent one. Barry, the projection in his heart is exactly what Dippet wants him to be-those things seem to have turned into a nightmare when he was a child, and Barry is lying on the ground like a gossamer under the dark shadow, and he no longer has it. The strength supported him, and the blades installed at the bottom were allowed to penetrate his body, and the red blood overflowed from the gap in the cage wall and flowed all over the ground.

Sombra is still chattering, no, he is not called Sombra, this guy has his own name-Barry Dipet, he and Barry share the same name, but he really lived what Armando wanted him to be. .

The thick blood flowed very slowly. When it approached Armando’s feet, the trembling old man did not know where to squeeze a bit of strength, raised his wand, pointed it at Barry, and a golden beam hit the shadow of the shadow. The head was extremely skilled. It trembled, and quickly retracted into Barry's body. Armando used magic to stop the blood for him, closed his eyes, and re-covered the black cloth with a solemn expression.

　　 "I don't want to face it," Daguerre's voice sounded faintly from behind, "Master Dippet, I have to say, I still admire you very much."

　　 "What do you admire me?" Armando turned around, as if nothing happened just now, with a calm expression on his face.

"I have seen many silent people. The monsters born when their magic power bursts are often just a mass of manic magic without a shape," Daguerre said in a flattering tone. I really admire such a silent person who can speak."

"You guys made Barry like this?" Armando didn't seem to hear or understand what Daguerre said. He just asked himself. He shook his head and continued, "No, you can't. How can Muggles and a few wizards who have never studied before have this kind of ability? This must be done by Grindelwald! This **** chopsticks persecuted my family in order to force me to compromise!"

　　 "You..." Daguerre noticed that there was something wrong with Armando's mental state. He hurriedly stopped talking and stopped speaking.

"I'm going to kill those self-righteous Muggles! I'm going to kill Grindelwald! I'm going to kill him!" Armando had lost his mind. He didn't expect that he had been searching for his grandson for many years and found such a man. scene! He held the magic wand tightly, and powerful magic power burst out from around his body uncontrollably, showing shocking electric lights. The escaping magic power caused the ornaments in the cargo compartment to be pushed around, and even caused a big explosion. The whole ship shuddered in his anger.

He turned his head and yelled at Barry's cage: "I let you go out and let you stay with Grindelwald. I thought he would be a powerful wizard. I didn't expect... I didn't expect it! I want him to pay. The price, the price!"

Armando yelled a few words. He lost his strength and leaned weakly on Barry’s cage, but he didn’t feel any movement from inside. He never dared to open the curtain to see what was inside, and he didn’t even dare to turn his head. Mundo slid down and sat on the ground with his grandson back, covering his face weakly, "Is this my price?"

　　 "My grandfather, cough cough," Barry recovered a little while the disorder magic power was slightly suppressed. He said in a weak voice, "You are still the same as before, full of breath, haha..."

　　 While a bunch of grandchildren were having a moving scene of a long-distance reunion, a team of wizards found this cruise ship that couldn't help shaking because of Armando's magic from among the moored ships in Boston Bay.

"Barry, we're here to fish you! I have to say, it's a good way for you to ask for help with an explosion!" A series of violent explosions soon occurred on the deck, leading to the upper wooden door bursting inward, a face covered with scars, The grim-faced old man walked out of the door accompanied by gunpowder smoke. He breathlessly kicked off a wooden board that had fallen on the stairs and shouted, "What's the matter with you? I just redeemed you, why are you caught again? Do you know who it is this time? You won't even give me a chance to redeem someone."

Andre’s mouth was unrelenting, and his feet were not slow. He walked down the stairs at a step that was not suitable for his age. Suddenly he saw Dipper standing next to Daguerre’s cage and suddenly raised his wand. ~www.readwn.com~ greeted with a sullen face, "It's so lively, Principal Dippet."

　　 Amanduo didn't speak, but raised his head and stared at the person silently.

　　 Just when Andre was about to lose his grip, Armando suddenly turned his head and asked Daguerre, "Is an adult wizard enough? Do you need an adult wizard to replace you?"

　　 "No...no," Daguerre's gaze switched back and forth between Andre and Armando, he swallowed, and said, "I have some magic power left. I can break through the magic mechanism outside."

　　 He swallowed again, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Actually, it's not anxious, Mr. Barry Beckman can do it for a long time."

"No," Armando took a posture, ignoring Andre's desire to talk, raising his hand to a red light that shot away from the head, he said to Daguerre on his side, "I'll decide after I rescue Barry. Do you want to save your life."

"Who would say this to your courage? Dippet, you old immortal teacher," André was chased by Armando's curse, a little ashamed, able to withstand the impact, and raised his wand to support the barrier. , Mockingly said, "Did you suffer enough last time?"

　　 Armando’s expression did not change in any way, one after another fierce spells were shot at Andre, but they were all resolved by him.

　　 "And, can you stay away from Barry, you sadist."

　　 "He is my grandson." Armando's pupils moved and retorted.

　　 "He is the fiancé of the adopted daughter of Lord Grindelwald." Andre tit-for-tat, "Are you sick? Torture your grandson like this, Lord Grindelwald has to find a way to see him every day."