My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

When you read this sentence, Credence should have done everything he promised, but I didn't. I can only put my hope in this broken box and hope that my past self will help me clean it up. butt.

It's so stupid, isn't it?

People can always correct their mistakes, this sentence is often used by people to comfort or excuse themselves, to quibble about their frizz or stupidity, this is what Grindelwald told me, I put all the blame on his head, Desires all disasters to him and finally pierces his heart with a sword - I want to give him the most humiliating way to die as a wizard - not defeated by the wand's death light, but by a vile sneak attack , even if I can knock him down head-on.

That's right, you don't have to doubt, it won't take long before Grindelwald will become your defeat. After all, a person who can only see a few words in the future is just a cage in the eyes of a person who really comes back from the future. It's nothing more than a trapped beast here, his fate has long been written in the history books, and the history of his defeat will not be shaken no matter what, he cultivated me, taught me all the magic of the whole body, and wanted to make me To be a brilliant and wonderful supporting role in his story, but we are all protagonists in our own books. People as proud as him may never think that the successor who grows up bit by bit will become The most ruthless mourner of his empire.

In fact, all this was decided as early as the day he brought me back to Neumengard from Paris. I recognized his strength and admired his ambition, but how can a person who has seen the sunshine endure the darkness above his head? Perhaps for him, the consistent idea of ​​"the strong rule the weak" is the most advanced, but in my eyes, this kind of smugness is really disgusting, even for a kind-hearted person like Zweig. I am willing to believe him, and even repeatedly say that I am extreme, that I am conceited, and I always scoff at me. How can this be considered conceited?

I thought I could do everything, but now that I think about it, I really have no turning back on the road of conceit.

I sometimes even wonder if it would be better if I didn't go to Paris that summer, but I can't, and neither can you, at twenty-one, I can't undo the mistakes I made when I was seventeen, I'm not blaming you, because I made the same choice as you, and the gap between us is not as big as a twenty-one-year-old and a seventeen-year-old, right?

I admit that I was influenced by him, even today, every time I wake up from a dream, I am told by Alexander that I used to call out his name in horror in my sleep, he is everywhere, omnipotent, that kind of Bit by bit, subtle infiltration is enough to change the shape of my soul, and while resisting his power, I become like him - used to use strength to solve everything, I have cleared all enemies that can be defeated, but in the world There are countless opponents that cannot be fought... How do I fight the heart?

Let me think, since when did I become like this? Maybe in the summer of 1945, remember our old friend Ludwig? Ludwig Kant, the man who can turn into a bat and is very good at beating, after graduating from Durmstrang, he found an Auror job in the German Ministry of Magic, and cleaned up because of the Czech Republic in southern Germany. The chaos of breaking down walls in Paris.

It was an outlaw place, a true anarchist paradise, where too many fellows bound by wizarding or muggle laws had assembled to form a system that was incompatible with any period in history, any country. The unique social system is completely different, just like the kind of world where the strong are respected, which I used to like when I liked to read online novels. It is like putting a layer of civilization on the jungle. Clearly priced.

The wizards gathered there recognized the idea of ​​the former German head of state, which was more extreme than Grindelwald's idea. They knew that it was the land of dragons of the last German Empire, so they inherited the name of the former kingdom in history - Prussia , turning this small land into a paradise for magic to breed, returning to the original and most useful value standard of magic - victory, killing and conquest.

The Germans who have suffered defeat have no time to take care of it, let alone the Ministry of Magic who is afraid of Grindelwald. This also gives Ludwig the space to let go of his hands and feet to organize all this. He pity Muggles and pity the land of Prussia. The suffering man, so he found the help of some diehards, where he wanted to rebuild the order that the Statute of Secrecy had built, he wanted to rebuild that high wall, he wanted to put the Iron Curtain back on the world over the sky.

I have to say that it is too easy for a wizard to do this. I once saw him from a distance on the city walls of Numengard. He was hunting for a dark wizard who escaped from Prussia. Our eyes are in the air Convergence, I don't see the silly look he used to have, and he doesn't recognize who I am, I just look away from him and watch Prussia become the same as it used to be - Muggle Living with Muggles, wizards living in the wizarding realm, the two parallel worlds that I held together are separated again, but with the previous thought, such a change did not receive much resistance, as if this world was originally That's how it should work.

But is this order correct? Is it what it should be just because people are used to it? I don't believe it, I'm even a little scared, and most of all, I can't find any way to convince the people of Prussia to get back "on track." Convince Muggles to be merman-fleshed again, back in cages to suffer? Or convince wizards to break the quiet life they love and reconnect with the muggles who are despised? I can't do it either.

I never thought that Ludwig, who would only be beaten, would become a thorn in my throat, so I chose the simplest and most extreme method - this should have been Grindelwald The method that will be used - I killed him, I don't know if you made "Skynet", this is my proud work, the eyes everywhere watch everyone under my feet, I gather the arc above the clouds , in the center of Berlin, next to the headless statue, hacked to death their hero.

I only tasted the thrill of victory for a moment, but soon I could only feel the endless emptiness, those diehards called by Ludwig - Dumbledore, Moody, Christian, Even Tom... I destroyed everything they worked so hard to fix and got nothing.

I think I changed from that moment, I began to indulge in power, indulge in supreme power, and even became the sharpest sword of Grindelwald, pointing the blade to one person who disobeyed me after another, I began to become A stronger, colder, more extreme Gellert Grindelwald, but I didn't set foot in Prussia again, where my past was almost all left, and I fooled myself into telling myself that as long as they were around, I would still be The boy of the past.

Ha ha.

I don't really regret it, it's useless to regret it, I actually parted ways with the past long ago, Tom once asked me if everything I did was for a truly beautiful tomorrow, and did I remember Jonas? Will, do I still remember what I came to this world for? I'm too lazy to pay attention to him, the plan in my heart is perfect - to help Grindelwald gain this world, and then kill him, so that I can be in the ruins Tell the rest of the people what is "good" anymore.

All the tragedies are because of him, Gellert Grindelwald, he cultivated me for his own ambitions and used my power, so I put the source of the conflict on his head, but what is it? Is it right?

I dare not tell Tom that every time I try to call Jonas with the Resurrection Stone, it will be as useless as a real stone. The Resurrection Stone uses memories of people's minds to shape illusions. Nas is gone, he has become a spiritual card placed right next to the throne, and anyone can follow him, except me.

I deliberately suspend the speed of conquest. In fact, I know in my heart that even if I put everything on Grindelwald's head, when I really eliminate him, I am afraid that I will not be able to face the world where nothing has changed, but the momentum has already been like this. The tide is generally unshakable, and the day has finally come.

I never thought it would be so simple. Killing a Dark Lord was as simple as crossing the street. The power of Haierbo he relied on became the biggest disadvantage in front of me, and I killed him.

He didn't curse me, didn't say anything, just complained why I didn't beat him head-on, and when the heartbeat from the hilt died down, I understood that nothing had changed.

Gu Xun </span> I fell into his trap, no, it's not so much that I fell in, it's more that I jumped into it myself, I will have to become him and prolong the already degenerate ambition, really funny.

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Nelson held the tattered notebook tightly in his hand. In the follow-up content of the book, he saw a full of black magic, powerful, almighty, and even enough to call the storm.

He didn't find anything in the notes about time-turners, about mayflies, about missionaries, and also, what's the point of these things for him with such power?

He could imagine that after possessing this power, he became a madman who surpassed Grindelwald, surpassed Voldemort, became a real devil, and forced the world to be any shape he wanted, but the power brought Nelson closed his eyes, put the book on his face, smelled the strange smell of gunpowder from the future that was not too far away but seemed to be separated by thousands of years, he slumped on the sofa, showing mockery smile, turned the last page.

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But I'm not alone after all, the emptiness of the throne makes me feel like a needle, Dumbledore broke through Nurmengard's defense and created a passage to the Black Tower, Tom and Credence found me, together with There was Professor Sykes, who flew away, and the little girl I rescued in America and ended up in Ifamoni.

I thought they were here to end it all, and even gave up resistance because I was so tired, but I didn't think they didn't leave me, I was happy at the time, but I can't laugh anymore .

Credence didn't look good on me, his life had come to an end, silently almost destroyed him, and despite his disdain for me, he still remembers the time when I saved one of Nagini. matter.

He wants to give me this life back.

Professor Sykes brought the invention of Lorianne Conallo, the funny woman who claimed to be from Arad, like a game character, and in order to get home, she created a time-warping hourglass, Tom asked me, Would you like to pick up your past dreams?

I was going to laugh at him, but to my surprise, I was shaken.

I was extremely flustered. This was an emotion that I hadn't seen in many years. I was stroking the ring on my **** blankly, and I actually saw Jonas again.

I am already a sinner, but I am alone in time.

I picked up the long-forgotten alchemy, fortunately, I seem to be very talented, and forged a box that I am most satisfied with and the strongest, I believe it can carry all my travels through Time, that little American girl, she still remembers me back then, and even named herself Adele Wirtning, I admit that I was moved, especially when she gave her life to let this one go. When only the box had the same magical power as silence, I finally began to reflect on what stupid thing I had done.

This box is the most sturdy magic item in the world, it holds the hope of too many people, its will is strong enough to withstand time, I ask Credence, I must stop Grindelwald from taking me back to New York before that summer Mongard, you must convince Dumbledore to hold down my restless and frizzy me.

I think all changes started with Ludwig's death, and when this past changes, you can see what I left you with.

I give you everything I have, Nar... or Chen Yang, to be honest, sometimes I don't even know who I really am, I seem to be the shadow of Grindelwald, living in empty desires and obsessions For so many years, I have never escaped from the past. I have long been not fighting for my ideals, I just want others to obey me and be at my mercy.

I don't feel alive until today.

Sorry for saying so much, I wish you happiness, if you are as desperate as I am, leave the box to the future, of course, I hope you are the first and last me to see this passage.

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"Your hope is in vain."

Nelson waved his wand, the icy fireplace ignited, and the living room became as bright as when Jonas was still alive. Nelson put his feet on the coffee table and just adjusted to a comfortable position, only to hear a "ding dong", The doorbell, which had not been ringing in a long time, rang.

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