My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Do you think he will fail the NEWTs exam?"

"Johnny, are you crazy?"

On the streets of Alsace, France, Joseph looked at his erratic companion and poked his rib with his elbow, "You really want to go to a place where birds don't **** and study something that has never been on the market. A magical creature that has ever appeared?"

"This is a precedent," Johnny said, shaking his head, licking his fingers, and stuffing the wrapping paper of the leftover crepe into a flowerpot on the window sill of a house by the roadside, "I listen. It is said that in the East, there is a wizard who failed the exam, so he called many people who failed the exam to raise troops to overthrow their government, and even threatened to plant chrysanthemums in the capital... I think Mr. Wiltening's style of conduct is very different. This wizard is very similar."

"Damn it, go and study your magic chrysanthemum." Joseph glared at Johnny, who was indifferent, and said, "I'm going to gather our people, they haven't had a good Christmas meal. What about dinner?"

"Some say we share the same brain, what do you think? They say I'm **** when you're smart, and when I'm smart—"

"Damn, you don't have time to be smart," Joseph pushed Johnny's back, urging him to speed up. "We have to go to Lorraine first, then to Prussia. Those lads and girls can't wait."

…

Compared with the big cities of London and Paris, the streets of Lorraine are undoubtedly much more depressed. Although the war has passed for a long time, there are still large-scale and large-scale border towns around the border town mentioned in the famous article. The army, the woman shopping for vegetables and the soldiers with live ammunition crossed each other without disturbing each other, as if living in two staggered but parallel time and space.

In the direction of dozens of kilometers east of the city, there is a dense forest that is inaccessible. It is said that during the war, the Germans buried a lot of mines here, and the surrounding people hardly dared to approach here.

The forest wasn't as pristine as they had imagined, and although Muggles would turn around and leave because they suddenly remembered something important at home, if they went a few steps deeper, they would I saw that behind the tall trees like a wall, there was a clearing that was cut out hidden in the woods, and there were many small buildings standing upright, and some chimneys were still smoking, surrounded by this group of identical small buildings. Yes, there are several large-scale factory-like buildings. The roar of machinery sounded from the factory buildings, and even the ground was constantly shaking.

But the people walking on the streets of this forested town did not seem irritated by the continuous noise. On the contrary, they seemed to have adapted to the background white noise, singing songs in the church at the corner of the town. It came, mixed with the roar of machinery, and blown by the wind, scattered in the rustling of leaves in the forest.

"I'm really afraid of stepping on a landmine every time I come back." Johnny suddenly appeared in front of a vegetable stall, grabbed an orange from the stall, smeared it on his body, and took a big bite together with the skin. The old woman who knitted the sweater at the back of the stall just raised her head slightly, and when she saw Johnny's face, she showed a look of disgust like she was looking at her grandson. She lowered her head and started to dismantle the thread that was messed up because she was disturbed. She didn't look like one. Wizard, even with this stall, there is no smell of magic, but after seeing Johnny, she did not panic at all, but Joseph, who noticed Johnny's rude behavior, hurriedly took out his wallet, and before paying, Hearing Johnny's fluttering sentence, "He pays."

"I really wish you were killed by a landmine, Johnny," he said, frowning after paying with a dark face. "I don't know what Lord Wiltning likes about you?"

"Maybe it's because we are inseparable?" Johnny shrugged and handed Joseph the half-pulled orange in his hand, "After all, for a wizard, one plus one can be more powerful than two, should you try it? I Looking for a master tomorrow, what do you think of Albus Dumbledore? He's going to a meeting in New York next Friday, and we're just halfway through—"

"You can keep it for yourself." Joseph waved his hand, rejected his oranges, and rejected his proposal.

"He gave me a second life, just for that. Even if the dog-leg Penguin betrays him in the future, I will drag him to **** without hesitation." He bit the orange in his hand, and the orange juice flowed down his hand. He looked at the old woman behind the vegetable stall, and put on a kind smile, "Mamma, you should go back to your own house in the next few days, I think here. It should be obsolete soon."

The old woman didn't speak, just stared at him, smiled and shook her head.

"The Guards are back!"

A group of children of all ages ran roaring down the street, reporting the great news for them. When passing by the two people at the vegetable stall, they lined up and stopped noisily to salute. The children who are very different in every way get together, which is a wonderful scene. They quickly ran away. After reaching the next intersection, the shouting came from a distance, "The two idiots are back!"

Instead of being annoyed by being called idiots, Joseph and Johnny smiled.

"Guards? Why is it called the guards? Whose guards are we?"

"Maybe they saw the name in some book, defending their troops."

"We didn't defend them."

At the beginning of this town, there were only a few factories in the center, which only served as a temporary base for Joseph and Johnny. They brought their recruited wizards and followed the instructions issued by the penguins. The initial work content was mainly: Collect information from the sky all over the world. A few months ago, with the addition of more and more brilliant wizards and young blood, they also moved their main station here to watch the purgatory in Prussia. .

After reuniting with "Liburn", who had been dormant as Harriman, they also finally joined the battle again after the riots in Paris for several months. The combination of the two laundrymen and chef-warehousekeeper For the born fighters, these people who live peacefully in the small town are the "trophies" they have captured from the Prussian "freight yard". The Prussian dark wizards did not even notice that something was wrong, because such plundering was there. A common thing, not to mention that recently, rescue operations from different forces from all over the world have emerged one after another. They also thought about evacuation, but before they knew it, they had fallen into a tacit understanding between all parties. formed network.

At first, it was just a camp next to a factory. It didn't take long for it to become a very popular village, and somehow, it became such a thriving town with people from different countries, languages, and skin colors. Living together, there is not much regret for the rest of their lives. They never gave up hope. They quickly built this place into a new home with their own hands. With the help of the houses that were freshly baked in the factories and can be enlarged by themselves when placed on the ground Next, there is a firework atmosphere of a paradise here.

"Are there any casualties this time?" Johnny asked Joseph. "I heard that this time they encountered giants, I'm afraid it's a bit tricky."

"Scarlett reported it two days ago. I knew that with your IQ, you must not understand these numbers. The recruits have already become veterans, and the death toll has not increased for several weeks," Joseph shook. Shaking his head, "Let me briefly describe it, you can digest it slowly, there are injuries, zero deaths, and you can run away if you can't beat it, how simple it is."

"I'm afraid there will be more in the future," Johnny shook his head and sighed. "The Muggle war is over, and ours has just begun. In the future, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as being able to fight and run."

"They knew it, from the beginning," Joseph nodded vigorously, "some battles cannot be backed down, we are not soldiers driven by profit or power, we are fighters who fight for the people behind us. "

"Sometimes I feel cold for Lord Wilttening," Johnny smiled. "How can anyone's army be a straggler like us with a family and a family, what's ugly after birth, what's old, weak, sick and pregnant? , really alive."

Behind them, the roar of the factory became more intense, and the tremors of the earth even caused the vegetables and fruits on the vegetable stall to roll down one after another, as if there was something suppressed for a long time in those silent mountain-like buildings. The beast is about to break out of the prison.

"Crack!"

…

"Crack!"

The sound of the ice cap breaking came from a distance, and a penguin broke through the ice with a fat fish struggling frantically and jumped out, sliding on the ice with its belly for a long time, and finally stopped in front of the obstacle— A boot covered in ice.

"Sorry, I can't be with you anymore."

The young man stood up straight on the white ground. A naive, mighty and strong emperor penguin squatted quietly beside him, stretched his plump neck with all his might, and rubbed hard against his palm, He even wanted to hand him the fish in his mouth.

"Eat it yourself... You said it would be weird for me to walk around with a penguin on the streets of Europe?" The penguins on the shovel had a smile that couldn't help but smile, "No matter how many times I watch it, I always think that you are more interesting than people."

He bent down quickly, put his hands under the penguin's ribs, grabbed the emperor penguin beside him, and wanted to hold it in his arms, perhaps because the food of these penguins was so good that he couldn't carry it. A fat little guy, the soft fur slid across the fingertips, the emperor penguin fell back to the ice, his **** flicked on the ground, and his tail turned to the sky, his small green bean-like eyes blinked. Blink, wondering why this full-time food jester would offend himself like this today.

The young man raised his head and smiled helplessly, he raised his arm, a milky white straight wand appeared in his hand, his wrist was raised slightly, a huge ice cube ripped apart the ice layer, and rose in front of him, the ice The cross-section of the block was flatter than a mirror, and the penguin's face, obscured by tangled hair, appeared on the ice.

Even in such a cold environment as the polar regions, he only wore a thin shirt, but he didn't seem to feel cold because of it. Instead, his cheeks showed a glowing red posture sitting by the stove. He hadn't washed or beaten for a long time. His curly hair fell over his forehead, blocking his eyes, a pair of frosted eyes slanted over the bridge of his nose, and the beard on his lower jaw looked like a savage.

The penguin showed a self-deprecating smile. He was obsessed with ice now, and he was not much cleaner than the penguins who were lining up to slide shovels on the ground. The wand swept lightly across his cheeks, and the ice **** quickly condensed on his whiskers. In the crisp sound of "click, click", the stubble was swept away along with the ice slag. He wiped his smooth chin, raised his head, and looked behind the ice cube in front of him. A line of people of all shapes and sizes were standing taller in the distance. They are not like a formal organization, they don't even have a uniform uniform, they seem to be in a hurry just wearing their usual clothes. Come on, some are even wearing the robes of their country's Ministry of Magic, and some of these people haven't even met each other, only having written correspondence through The Quibbler.

"The restless souls will always gather together, friends, we must all be more inclined to see more interesting things happen." Penguin nodded slightly to the crowd, "The power of words is the most powerful sword, which makes me even if I am physically. Being in the wasteland is enough to be a chess player at any chess table, fiddling with the chess board... It’s much more fun than fiddling with the strings and playing those tunes that I don’t know how many times people have played.”

His voice was so soft that even he could not hear it clearly, only the whistling of the cold wind could be heard in his ears.

Penguin used his wand to cut off an ice cube, held it in his hand, and slowly melted an ice blade that was sharp and reflective, and the blade slashed against his scalp. Com's hair that had not been dealt with for a long time fell to the ground, and soon, the original lean penguin appeared in the mirror again.

He stared at himself in the mirror, and used his wand to engrave the pattern on the mirror surface. A simple robe was carved on the ice by him, and then slowly emerged on his body. In the next second, he appeared in front of the crowd.

Penguin slowly buttoned the button that was changing from ice flower to wood, and smiled to these silent but restless people. The three-story building slowly collapsed, and countless penguins jumped ashore from the sea, swayed into the ruins, grabbed a magazine wrapped in oil paper, and rushed back into the water.

…

"Bang bang bang."

There was a knock on the door, Credence struggled to get up from the bed, and Nagini, who was sitting beside him, wiped the sweat from his forehead distressedly. He took her hand and kissed it gently.

"Maybe the magazine I ordered has arrived," Credence raised his head, the black scars of horror shrank rapidly, and his complexion looked much healthier. He got off the bed and said aloud, "Just leave it at the door."

"You're mistaken, Mr. Belburn," said the man outside the door. "I'm here to see you. Williams asked me to see you. My name is Ivy Darwin. Maybe there is an appointment."

Credence and Nagini looked at each other, grabbed the wand from the bedside table, and stood up.

"Is it time?"

"Not yet, it's just that my work is done," Ivey explained patiently, "I heard that your physical condition is relatively bad, it just so happened that I recently saw a special case in Numengard, so I deliberately Come and care about you... After all, we might fight together, right?"

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