My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Newt Scamander?"

　　 A dozen meters below the sea surface at the mouth of the Thames River, a group of Aurors wearing standard wizard robes and carrying the British Ministry of Magic logo stopped a potentially underwater cruise ship.

The headed Auror gently swayed his calf, stroked the water, and leaped into Class A lightly. Newt was relieved, and the respondent finally arrived. After all, it’s impossible to say how to transport this rare and magical animal like Sphinx. It is not an easy job.

　　 He stepped forward, and the Auror who came forward to hand over stretched out his right hand. The person who came forward was slightly shorter than him, but his arms were much thicker, his face hidden in the hood of his robe, and he approached Newt silently.

　　 "You are finally here, I thought you would pick us up in the English Channel," Newt said complainingly, "but fortunately, there are no storms along the way."

"Thanks for your hard work!" The rough male voice came out from under the man's hood. He raised his right hand and shook Newt's hand firmly. This calloused hand seemed to bring familiarity to Newt. Touching, he squinted his eyes and looked at the familiar Auror.

　　 "Theseus?" he asked tentatively.

"Hehe, it's been a long time, Newt," Theseus took off his hood, revealing a face that resembled Newt's brows and eyes, but with a lot of determination. He pulled his hand back, stroked his hair back, and lifted it up. Looking at the top of Newt's head, he grinned, "What's the matter? Will adult wizards still grow? I remember I was taller than you before."

　　 The moment Theseus took off his hood, the expression on Newt's face immediately changed from anxiety to surprise, and the smiles of the brothers were equally brilliant.

　　 "It may be because I wore boots and I just came back from Egypt. You know, there is a lot of sand, so the soles will naturally be thick."

　　Newt raised his eyebrows and took a step forward, and the two long-lost brothers hugged tightly.

Theseus wrapped his right hand around Newt's neck, patted his shoulder blades hard, and his left hand dangled weakly. Newt noticed Theseus's left hand, frowned, and let go of his brother and grabbed him. Left hand.

　　 Theseus pinched Newt's wrist with his right hand, stopped his movement, and shook his head slightly. Newt pursed his lips and didn't speak. Just now he clearly felt the metal texture under the dragon leather glove of Theseus's left hand.

　　 "The voice is loud." Theseus raised his right hand and the wand appeared in his hand. He pointed the wand to his throat, turned around, and said loudly, "Let them go, no problem!"

　　 Several big bubbles floated from his mouth, flew to the front of the team of Aurors and burst.

They waved to Theseus. After getting permission, several Aurors stretched out their magic wands together. Several golden chains protruded from the tips of the sticks to securely bind the hooks on the bow of the cruise ship, followed by a layer of gold. The light film was coated on the ship's hull, and the chain-linked Auror floated to the surface, taking the sunken cruise ship out of the water like a long whale, and the cruise ships in the Thames came and went, but they seemed completely I didn’t see this kind of ship that had just rushed out of the water. Under the sunlight, the cruise ship was glowing with a faint golden light, and was quickly shuttled in the cruise ship under the guidance of several Aurors who didn’t know when to ride on the flying broomstick. , Drove towards London.

"Newt, what did you bring here this time?" Theseus and Newt leaned on the fence at the bow, looking at the fast-rewinding river bank scenery around, he lifted his leg and gently kicked the big one next to Newt. The box said, "I heard there is a sphinx?"

　　 The Sphinx in the box seemed to be very dissatisfied with Theseus's kicking of himself. The big wooden box shook and made two dull knocks.

"You can't say that they are'things'," Newt shook his head and said, "They are all unique magical animals. In addition to the sphinx, I also brought a group of American special magical animals. I heard that the Ministry of Magic also I found a batch of fire dragons and giant monsters, but I did not handle them for transportation."

　　 "Oh..." Theseus leaned against the railing, replied indifferently.

　　 "Say you didn't come to hand it over? Why don't you know what I gave?" Newt scratched his head, took out an exquisitely crafted leather case from his arms, took out a water bottle from it, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip.

　　 "I'm not interested in magical beasts or anything. I only asked to lead the team when I heard that it was you." Theseus yawned. For him, this kind of work is completely idle.

　　 "Okay," Newt said with a shrug, "You're the same. Fantastic animals are actually really interesting. The British protection of them is so lacking."

"Yeah, you are a good mother of your mother," Theseus simply closed his eyes and put his head on the railing, and said urnly, "To be honest, the entire Ministry of Magic may not be very knowledgeable, so I suggest you get one. The experts are back."

　　 "Invite an expert back..." Newt murmured.

　　 "Did you not receive the invitation?" Theseus raised his head and blinked at Newt.

　　 "I received it. Was it you?" Newt was so surprised that he raised his voice, "You know, this is what my mother has always wanted to do!"

"Don't say that," The middle-aged Theseus stared at the cup in Newt's hand and said sternly, "It's just that the Ministry of Magic feels that contact and communication with magical animals is necessary, I I think you can think about how to do it."

"I have not……"

"I don't think you will give up this kind of opportunity," Theseus interrupted Newt's hesitation, waved his hand, and said, "After dealing with Tina Goldstein's affairs, go back to London, this matter. It’s true that only you can do it...Speaking of which, why don’t you talk to your brother more? Can you believe it? When my brother and someone got the marriage certificate, it was his wife’s boss who told me when he was on a business trip. of."

　　 Theseus put on a funny expression, jokingly, "Or do you think your brother is so fragile, you can't see your brother get married if you don't have a home?"

Seeing Theseus speak out of the past that he has been hard to talk about without any shyness, Newt was a little surprised. He was a little dazed, and nodded again. Yeah, those things have passed and I don’t know how many years have passed, Huh. Hughes is over fifty years old, and even the child born that year has grown up, there is nothing that time can't digest.

　　 "Well, you are really strong." Newt stepped forward, patted Theseus on the shoulder, and the two smiled at each other.

　　 Theseus turned his head and stared into Newt’s eyes and said seriously, "When will I bring her back? Although I know her, you know, this kind of thing is still... er."

　　 Theseus has long been accustomed to squeezing all his free time to think about with his busy work. The outstanding Auror is not familiar with the short topics of the parents in this regard, and for a while he stammered.

"Uh, when will I have time to take her home?" He closed his eyes, knocked on the railing with his hand, organized the language for a while, then opened his eyes after a while and said, "At least we have to have a wedding. The Scamander family seems to have no money."

　　 "She's on the boat." Newton said, nodding.

　　 "Then we can have a meal together, the mother has some relics left to the daughter-in-law, and then—" Theseuston paused and asked, "What did you say?"

　　 "She's on the boat." Newt repeated earnestly.

　　"?"

There was a lot of confusion hidden in Theseus' small eyes. He kept squeezing his hair like a robot, looking around nervously, as if afraid that Tina would suddenly pop out from behind a wooden barrel. As Newt's elder brother, even though his younger brother is already big and young, he can't help but get nervous.

　　 "Should I call her?" Newt raised his eyebrows with a smile.

　　 "There is no need to be in such a hurry," Theseus chuckled and changed the subject, "Have you communicated with this sphinx again? I hope it will not be the kind of old riddles that will appear on the court by then."

"Don't worry, I have set it for a year. The second edition has good riddles and jokes every day." Newt shook his head and said, "By the way, what do you want the sphinx for? The riddle contest will select the best The great riddler?"

　　 "You don't know?" Theseus stared at Newt with strange eyes, and asked, "You don't know what to do, why do you want to take this job?"

　　 "I'm going back to the UK, and someone is looking for me." Newt was even more confused, "I saw that it was from the British Ministry of Magic, plus the fact that the Sphinx is really worthless in hunting, so I came."

　　 "Okay," Theseus sighed, leaned close to Newt's ear, and whispered, "It's the Triwizard Tournament."

"what is that?"

　　 "What is it? Why don't you know--" Theseus widened his eyes. After a while, he figured it out and said, "Oh, you dropped out of school halfway, so it's okay."

　　 Seems to make up for the regret of not being selected as the Warriors. Theseus enthusiastically introduced the history and format of the Triwizard Tournament to Newt.

　　 "Busbarton and Hogwarts I understand, but..."

　　 "I don't know about that," Theseus shrugged. "It is said that they will participate, but I am not from the Department of International Affairs, and I am not sure what the situation is."

　　 "That's right," New Features nodded, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, and asked, "Is this a secret? Can I tell someone?"

　　 "Tell who? Grindelwald?" Theseus clenched his fist. "If you can lead him over, I can—"

　　 "No, a friend of mine, studying at Hogwarts," Newt continued to rub his chin, "Sphynx, fire dragon..."

　　 "Of course," Theseus said with a knowing smile, "You know, cheating has always been a traditional event in the Triwizard Tournament."

　　 "Cheat?" Newt smiled and said, "I don't want to cheat, I'm just chatting."

"It's true, even if you reveal the news, it doesn't matter if you can choose it," Theseus shrugged and said, "The competition in the school is also fierce. I remember that Gryffindor was in that year. One of the prefects was selected by the Goblet of Fire."

　　 "Did he win the championship?"

"Win the championship?" Theseus said, "No, he was attacked by a mountain vulture when he was climbing a rock wall. He fell off and hurt his brain. If you are interested, I can put him in the sanctuary. Mungo’s ward number tells you."

　　 "Hiss..." Newt shook his head, seemingly underestimated the danger of this activity.

The scenery on the Thames receded quickly. A flock of waterbirds fluttered around the cruise ship, flapping its wings and making a crisp bird song. Newt and Theseus leaned on the railings, looking at the only creature on the river who could see the ship fascinated. , Newt reached out to the railing, and a piece of delicate bread appeared in his hand, which he bought in Jacob’s bakery. A pure white waterfowl with beautiful feathers fell in his hand and took away the bread. , Stretched out his neck affectionately and rubbed his arm.

"What kind of bird is this?" Theseus stretched out his hand in a learned manner, but did not care about him. He sighed and said, "It's so beautiful. I'm slowly understanding why you and your mother like magic so much. Animals."

　　 "I don't know," Newt shook his head, then took out a piece of bread and stretched out his hand, "They are not magical animals, and I don't know what these birds are called."

　　 "But they are equally beautiful, aren't they?"

　　 Newt was taken aback, turned his head to look at Theseus, the corners of his mouth slightly cocked.

"That's right~www.readwn.com~ Speaking of it," Theseus exclaimed, looking at the fast retreating scenery on both sides of the riverbed. The days when we sneaked out in the Cavaliers bus."

　　 "Are they still driving so fast?" Newt shuddered, as if recalling some bad memory.

"Hahaha, you guy," Theseus opened his arms, feeling the warm and humid wind on the water, "I still remember the first time you rode in a car, and it was so dark that it was so dark that my mother thought I was feeding you. A laxative."

　　 "Why do you throw up after taking a laxative?" Newt shrugged.

　　 "She probably just wanted to find an excuse to beat me up," Theseus shrugged and said, "Remember the conductor at the Cavalier Bus?"

　　 "Remember, he wanted to sell me a piece of chocolate for ten gallons," Newt recalled, "What's the matter? Is he a driver?"

　　 "Became, but a few years ago, he was affected by the saint's attack on Gringotts."

　　 "Huh? What's wrong with him?" Newt asked, "Isn't Grindelwald usually not against ordinary wizards?"

"I don't know this, and even if it is true, you can't guarantee that everyone under Grindelwald is Grindelwald," Theseus clenched his fist again. "He is just the one who was hurt. This is a very ordinary one, but for him, this represents a sad death. The current Cavaliers bus driver is his conductor, and there is a degree of inheritance, isn't it?"

　　 "Yes, there is a degree of inheritance."