My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"This is... Ludwig's grandfather?"

Nelson stood beside Dumbledore, looking at the grief-stricken old man in front of him, his emotions could not help but be infected, he recognized the hat that was still brand new—the top hat that was specially purchased for watching Ludwig's final, he was very happy. Cherish it, after so long, there is no trace of wearing it, the old man seems to have lost his mind, holding a bat and saying that his grandson is not dead, Nelson does not know what happened, but through the old man's performance and The damp water vapor left by the surrounding spell can also roughly guess the general story that happened here not long ago.

"He..." Nelson looked around and couldn't find Ludwig. Less than a year ago, he and Ludwig were sitting in the auditorium for dinner at the same time. When he turned his head, a young life passed away like this. He took off his hat and held it to his chest, looking at Dumbledore suspiciously, "...dead?"

"Yes," Dumbledore nodded and repeated, "dead."

Ludwig's grandfather was still holding the bat, crying and laughing, looking like a madman. Dumbledore stood beside Nelson and couldn't stop sighing. Nelson listened for a long time before he understood that he was talking to himself and Dumbledore. Lido explained that the supersonic bat that lived with Ludwig was not dead, so Ludwig was still alive.

This statement is too absurd, Nelson shook his head, not only because the bat did not have any vitality except for the only traces of magic left, on the other hand, Dumbledore had personally confirmed Ludwig's death. , He doesn't think Dumbledore will make mistakes in this kind of thing, only when it is the crazy words of the old man after the loss of his loved ones.

"How did he die?" Nelson asked softly, "Professor, and why did he die here, with his grandpa?"

"Mr. Kant became an Auror of the German Ministry of Magic after graduation. As far as I know, his station in Paris, France, has become a paradise for many dark wizards, because it is close to Numengard, Germany. The Ministry of Magic does not dare to care, and Numengard has no interest in the land, and the German Muggle government is divided as a defeated country, it has become a no-go zone, and he wants to ask us for help," Dumble Lido recounted what happened to Ludwig in a deep voice, "I learned about the battle that took place here by some means, Mr. Kant's grandfather was controlled by a black magic that combined a Horcrux and Imperius Curse, and eventually took him away. His life... By the time I got here, everything was over, and there was only time to save his body from the dark wizard who was making up the knife."

"I see."

"I put him... Mr. Ludwig Kant on platform nine and three quarters," Dumbledore said, pursing his lips, "I always feel that everything that happens in this world should be linear and continuous. Yes, but where I can't see it, things are always a little different."

"He's actually a different person." Nelson recalled the pitiful memory of getting along with Ludwig, and could only give such a comment.

"He was always looking for a platform before he died. He was extremely disappointed with his compatriots, but he didn't want to give up on them. He could actually choose to join those perpetrators and become the best among them. It won't take away the status that strength brings to him," Dumbledore sighed, "but he is too young, too naive, too firm, too understanding, he did not compromise in the end, so he died... until he died. Looking for platform nine and three-quarters, wanting help from us strangers, so I put him there, sorry I couldn't save him."

"Professor," Nelson recalled the arrogant Durmstrang teenager. The handle of the box slipped from his palm and fell heavily to the ground. The unlocked buckle slammed on the broken brick, and the box lost its magic power. It suddenly broke into two sections, the first layer of the suitcase was opened like this, and a broken, blackened notebook with the smell of gunpowder fell out, he said blankly, "When the Triwizard Tournament is over, He also invited me to go to Germany and said that he wanted to roast elbows for me to eat."

"I used to have a stereotyped view of him," Dumbledore patted Nelson on the shoulder, "I don't think it's hard to cultivate a man of integrity in a school full of black magic, a person's growth and his environment. There are too many connections, but now it seems that my perspective needs some changes."

"I thought so too, but he obviously doesn't want to accommodate the environment." Nelson held the top of his hat and looked at the laughing old man not far away, a trace of reluctance flashed on his face, he pulled out his wand and used a speed that Dumbledore couldn't react to. He pointed at the old man, and following his movements, the old man holding the bat fell to the ground. After a while, there was no sound. Only the arm wrapped in green gangrene was still twitching instinctively due to pain. Nelson met Dumbledore's questioning eyes and said softly, "Such intense emotions will kill him. Ludwig must not want to see this scene... He may be the last person Ludwig cares about."

He retracted his hand and waved lightly at the ground. The dropped notebook was captured in his hand. Nelson didn't understand why the box that he had no way to do was suddenly opened, but now from the time point of view, it seems that Related to Ludwig.

"Did he play an important role?" Nelson lowered his head and murmured. Although countless clues were being connected in his mind, Ludwig's determined, straight face kept appearing in himself. before.

"I grew up in the Ruhr, the most prosperous for Muggles and the worst for wizards."

"Unfortunately, if I win this time, I will have a lot of bonuses... You played well, Riddle, and you, Williams, my heart still hurts."

Nelson was a little surprised. He didn't know when, he had long regarded Ludwig as a friend who was different from a passerby who met by chance. Was he guilty because he stabbed him with a knife? Nelson didn't understand, until now he didn't understand that Ludwig had a similar temperament to him. He was not as arrogant as Tom, and he was not as consistent as himself but pretended to be lofty. He was not perfect, and he could even Not so smart to say, but no one would turn down a friend who is so outspoken and beautiful.

"What a fool." Nelson shook his head with a smile, "I would rather that sword let him lie in bed for ten or eight years."

"Yes," Dumbledore walked to the old man's side and gently supported him, "perhaps then he will be able to see the world he wants to see."

"I can't put my hopes on maybe anymore."

Nelson's face returned to calm, he bent down, picked up the box from the ground, rubbed his palm lightly on the broken buckle, turned his head to look at Dumbledore, and asked blankly, "What's wrong with Germany? "

"Purgatory on Earth."

"I see, Professor." Nelson nodded. "It's my fault."

"Nar—"

"Professor, let's go see him," Nelson interrupted Dumbledore rudely, but Dumbledore wasn't chagrined, he walked over to the old man with a bouquet of blue cornflowers in his hand , in the place where Ludwig grew up, this is the most popular flower that can be seen everywhere. The mist in the air slowly condenses on the tip of the stick. The bat in the old man's hand is frozen, like a flower in the bouquet. Chic Butterfly, "I want to see what kind of person he is."

"do not you know?"

"I thought I knew."

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Within a month, a passenger who did not belong to Hogwarts was on the platform of the station nine and three-quarters.

Gu Kuai </span> The platform was empty, only the occasional breeze rolled up the wrapping paper and leaflets left here on September 1st. These are the students returning to school and the pick-up and drop-off when the school starts on September 1st. The **** left by the parents looked deserted and dilapidated. On the bench in the center of the platform, a young figure was sitting quietly with his head down, looking like he was asleep, Nelson was holding a vector cart. Ju stepped out of the pillars on the platform and stood in front of Ludwig for a long time. Dumbledore supported Ludwig's grandfather and watched the scene not far away worriedly.

I saw Nelson bent down and handed the bouquet to Ludwig. He put his hand to Ludwig's nose, trying to test his breath, but the result was disappointing, here's Ludwig There is indeed no life.

Nelson closed his eyes, and the Lost Mist slowly swirled up beside him, encompassing the two figures, and after a while, the mist dissipated.

"Is there any help?" Dumbledore's voice came from Nelson's ear. He had helped Ludwig's grandfather to his side.

"Empty skin," Nelson shook his head. "From the perspective of life and soul, he is not much more fulfilled than a scarecrow."

The two looked at Ludwig silently, and then looked at each other again.

"Ugh..."

The beautiful red locomotive was steaming slowly from a distance. Even if no students at Hogwarts returned to school, the train was running on time and on time. Ludwig finally waited for the train he was thinking of.

"He waited," Nelson said with pursed lips, "just a step late."

"But he waited. This boy is worthy of Durmstrang's warrior." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, "I will send the old man to St. Mungo, and then ask Sigmund to bury him, you wait here. Me, say goodbye to him."

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"Feel sorry."

Nelson smiled at Ludwig, raised his head and looked at the sky, "I hope you don't have any shameful little secrets."

An eye as blue as the sky opened, and above the clouds, a long silent falcon sounded quietly, melting in the wind, the loneliness that had not been summoned for a long time was washed away by joy, Nelson took out a piece of parchment and held it in the palm of his hand. , nodded towards the clouds above.

He felt the sunlight that was blocked by the clouds pouring on him, and immediately, the board was just like printed words appearing on the blank paper in his hand.

Everything Ludwig had experienced in the past few days jumped on the paper, as if Nelson had made his life into a book like a running account, which he could read casually in his hand.

His eyes wandered quickly along the dense text, and soon stopped at the line that changed.

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Three days ago, Ludwig Kant's grandfather attacked the guards while being escorted to the cell, and signaled Ludwig to escape before being knocked down.

Two days ago, Ludwig fled to England, landed on the east coast, and headed straight for London, but he did not get rid of the three pursuers behind him.

Two days ago, Ludwig arrived in London and hid in Martha's tailor's shop.

He left all the things he carried with him and left alone. After the Ministry of Magic hit a wall, he began to look for the hidden entrance to Hogwarts around King's Cross Station.

Hunting down Ludwig's dark wizard - two people and a werewolf arrived at Martha's tailor shop under the stalking of the werewolf. Their attack on Martha met the conditions for the mayfly's counterattack. After encountering the mayfly's attack, there was only one person in the end. escape.

It was confirmed that the escapee was named Fritz Hallmann, who was accused of killing 30 to 50 Muggles or wizards. The identity that operates in the Muggle world continues to go unpunished in the wizarding world.

Fritz Hallmann is in the basement of the shop at 137 Diagon Alley when the disruptive Apparition Charm comes into play in the tailor's shop.

Among the other two perpetrators, one was arrested, and the other werewolf was confirmed to have died on the spot under Fritz Hallmann's suppression. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The arrested wizard is named Thilo Krell, a potionist of the Austrian rogue gang, who is good at making banned hallucinogenic drugs. Under the influence of this wizard gang, about 30% of Austrian wizards are addicted to drugs. They have been sucking blood from Austrian wizards all the year round and amassing a huge amount of wealth. Before joining the rogue gang, he was a member of Nurmengard, and then he was sent to Austria to perform a secret mission due to a conflict with Zweig. The specific mission is not yet known. clear.

A year ago, at the same time that the Highland Hero Village incident broke out, Thilo Krell secretly went to Numengard and brought out a potion prescription. Soon, the rogue gang moved to Prussia, and with the help of the Highland The almost unanimous potion of the Hero Village quickly expanded their territory, and Thilo Krell also just returned from Nurmengard before Ludwig fled.

The werewolf is named Roman Vronsky, an Eastern Slavic who has been in the werewolf population all the year round. He likes to steal wizard babies and infect the werewolf's curse. In 30 years, he has infected 360 newborns, and finally 15 were strong. 's babies become new members of the werewolf population, and the rest are eaten by them.

On this morning, Ludwig's grandfather Theo Kant appeared next to King's Cross Station in London, fought with Ludwig Kant, and finally hit Ludwig with the Death Curse. Five minutes later, Abu Thing Dumbledore was present at the scene, preventing his secondary injury.

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