My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"I feel like I must be looking like a fool right now."

Moody on the bench reluctantly flew across the Berlin sky, he looked at the daunting height under his feet, and carefully retracted his feet on the bench, looking like a lazy lady in a famous medieval painting .

The bench swept across the sky like a flying carpet and rushed towards the outskirts of the city. Moody stared at the wounds on the ground and fell into a sigh, but just as he lamented the cruelty of the war, the bench shook violently, and his hands His pocket watch shuddered, and Moody clenched it, resisting the suction from nowhere.

Suddenly, he felt a burst of soreness in his arm, and when he took a closer look, a magic spell shot from under his feet rubbed against his arm and bounced into the air.

As soon as his fingers loosened, the pocket watch slipped and accelerated towards the suburbs, but Moody, who didn't grab it, lost power along with the bench under his hips and fell to the ground.

There was a suburban street at his feet. Compared with the city center of Berlin, there were a lot more people. Moody reacted in the rapid fall and tried to pull out his wand to deal with the fall, but the wand was stuck in his **** pocket, and Nelson and Nelson were involved. Moody, who stayed together, was a little slack, and even put his wand in such a place that must be avoided.

At the moment when the wand was pulled out, the bench fell to the ground, and the misfired wand burst out with a strong flame.

When Moody woke up, he found himself lying in the middle of the road, not a single bone was broken, the bench was placed opposite him, a somewhat familiar woman was sitting on the bench with her back to him, and two others. A strange woman stood opposite her, as if discussing something.

There was a burning sensation in his butt, and he resisted the burning pain and reached for his wand.

The strange thing is that even if there are people coming and going, they all turn a blind eye to this strange scene in the middle of the road.

"Don't worry," said the woman with her back to Moody, who seemed to sense his movement, in a strange singing voice, "they can't see our images, just as we can't see their hearts. "

Moody, who touched the wand, jumped from the ground, raised the wand with both hands, and pointed it at her back.

"Don't move!"

"I've seen you, Alastor Moody."

The woman stood up, and Moody raised his wand more nervously, but when the tip of the wand slapped the back of his hand like a whip, he realized something was wrong, and looking down, the wand that gave him a sense of security didn't know when to change. It became a soft rubber-like material, and at the moment it was bouncing back and forth in his hand with the movement of his stick, like a spring connecting the clown's lower body in a Halloween fright box.

The woman stood up, supported by another older woman, and turned to look at Moody.

"You are Beauxbatons..."

Looking at the familiar face of the woman who turned around, Moody's face showed a look of memory. Suddenly, the memory of the campus hit him, and the scene of the Triwizard Tournament appeared in his eyes. Dumbledore held high from the The business card that flew out of the Goblet of Fire shouted her name loudly.

"Yes, we had a relationship once," Margaret nodded and smiled at Moody. "I'm glad you remember me."

"Why are you here?" Moody asked warily, even if he didn't have a wand, he didn't intend to stand still, took the small silver ball Nelson gave him from his pocket, and made a throwing gesture, "Aren't you French? Did you join the dark wizard's camp too?"

"Nothing in the world stays the same, but you don't have to feel that everything is going bad," said Margaret, smiling and pointing to the two ladies beside her, "and William who is with you. We are trying to change the world, just like Mr.

"How do you know—" Moody couldn't believe that Nelson's disguise had been seen through, and he subconsciously believed that there was an insider in the Ministry of Magic.

"Don't worry, Mr. Moody, allow us to introduce ourselves."

Margaret spread her hands, indicating that she was not malicious, and Moody was silent for a moment, calming down as if under the Imperius Curse.

"We can't be ourselves, Mr. Moody," the younger woman stood up, the one who had been lying upstairs eavesdropping on Nelson's conversation with Borgin Burke not long ago, dressed in a style that made Moody's Thinking of Christian, dressed in solemn black, she shook her waist-length black hair, which turned into a dazzling blond under Moody's gaze. The woman twisted her neck and turned to Moody's. He stretched out his hand, "My name is Nina Kant, I am... Ludwig Kant's widow, as you can see, I am a disguised Magus."

"Ludwig Kant?" Moody recalled another Triwizard warrior who shook hands with Nina and asked in confusion, "Did he get married so early? Wait, why a widow? ?"

Moody did not know the news of Ludwig's death. His eyes were confused, and a bad guess quickly surfaced, and then he became solemn.

"He was the Auror here before."

Nina wiped away her tears and stepped back behind Margaret, covering her mouth and sobbing. Margaret and another older woman did not rush to comfort her, but rather hoped that she would cry well. one.

Moody didn't know what happened to Ludwig, but just based on the word "Auror" and the current situation in Berlin, and then contacting Nina's "widow" self-proclaimed, he quickly figured out the joints, and Ludwig had a problem with it. The warrior who stood out almost always resisted beatings and beatings raised his respects.

"Cry, child," the older lady gently patted Nina's head, and Nina quickly calmed down under her comfort, she turned to Moody, and said softly, "the secret is also It can no longer be a secret, my name is Queenie Goldstein, just a nobody."

Moody didn't understand what Tina's words meant, but that didn't stop him from asking Margaret something he desperately wanted to know.

"We've been here for a while."

Margaret looked at the passer-by who passed between her and Moody, but turned a blind eye to the two who were talking, and said patiently.

...

When I was young, I suffered from a strange disease. The disease made my magic power very different from that of ordinary people. My consciousness, my body, my magic power, even my smell and even eyes can confuse people and things. , I cast the Confusion Charm on everything around me almost all the time, and when I participated in the Triwizard Tournament, it gradually began to affect me, confuse my own understanding, and make me lost until I met my mentor, Tina Goldstein, during the breakout segment.

She was a comrade-in-arms fighting alongside Newt Scamander, who you know, not far to the south, Gellert Grindelwald.

Like me, she is haunted by innate magic, but unlike me, she does not influence others, but listens to the voices of those around her at all times, which is why we know the pretender The almost perfect Mr. Igor Karkaroff is Nelson Williams, which is what you told us, but he was extremely cautious and seemed to have anticipated this possibility, and did not tell you that this time in Berlin. Carry out a complete plan and purpose.

She has also been almost driven crazy by this power. You know, people's hearts are full of darkness. When your ears are full of these ravings, it is difficult for you to feel that the world is colorful. She chose to accept this power. Strength, and then handed this method to me, which is why we can stand in the middle of the road and chat without being noticed.

No, we really only have these three.

Tina brought me here, she wanted to give herself and her loved ones a chance to embrace each other in an open and honest way, Williams' plan led to the first step, and we as his counterparts, even though he didn't know it, But we are willing to do our best.

At first, we all thought it was Grindelwald's conspiracy, but soon we found out that Nurmengard's attitude towards this place was laissez-faire. After the secrecy law has undergone intricate screening, some wizards have been exiled or come to Berlin on their own initiative.

I have my eye on a big gang in Berlin, the Rogue Gang. They controlled more than half of the black business a few months ago, but after the mysterious disappearance of their leader, the arrival of Borgin Bock changed the situation here. tangled up.

It was there that I met Nina, who was Ludwig's lover in Durmstrang, and who followed him to Berlin, even before we got into the gang of rascals, when Ludwig Ge Gang proposed to her, but the next day, he encountered an accident.

We have collected a lot of intelligence here, but unfortunately we have no manpower and can only do some small damage, but this situation changed two months ago.

Most people don't pay attention to the Muggles who rely on simple magic to resist wizards at the Paris Expo, but it's hard not to notice that I'm home in Paris, and it reminds me of my former opponent, Williams , he created some magical helpers to assist him in complex spell casting and tasks that require manpower. They have a similar smell. I think this is the biggest reliance for him to have the confidence to challenge the secrecy law. It only started from the day the Expo ended. , this technique disappeared.

until two months ago.

We noticed that a mixed group of wizards and Muggles had infiltrated Berlin and settled in a forest on the outskirts of the city, and every time we went there to investigate, we would end up being sent out in a daze, and a group of Yuma A missionary composed of melons but led by a witch also entered the forest, and it was from then on that I knew that we were no longer alone and did nothing, and Nelson finally came, which led directly to the Prussian landscape. The man who was born in the Badlands will come to mend the flaws in his creation.

Soon, there were many incidents of Muggles using magic to attack wizards in Berlin. I used my Confusion Charm to help them hide their traces. They quickly became skilled, and even the magic they used became complicated. The power is far beyond my imagination. I think even one day, Muggles can burst into the same fighting power as Aurors. Your dream should be to become an Auror, you must know what that means.

Other countries and Newmengard finally took an interest here. Queenie, a former saint, thwarted Newmengard, but she couldn't stop Borgin Bock's group behind the old order.

I asked a friend to investigate the Muggle faces in Berlin, you know, the aborigines here can't wait to get out of here, the reputation of Prussia is much more terrible among Muggles than wizards, the newcomers are very few, and most of them come from America and Paris, and a handful of other countries, I think it was in these two empty Ministry of Magic places that Williams built his army with an active witch who was even a student of your Hogwarts , I don't know if you recognize her, her name is Jokunda Sykes.

They attacked many "warehouses" here, rescued many prisoners held inside, and disguised these attacks as fires among the dark wizards, but then the attacks became more frequent, and I couldn't hide it. These traces, until the other day, their attack on several werewolves left their tails.

Although they continue to grow their strength by rescuing these poor people, the dark wizards in Berlin have already noticed their existence, and it is only a matter of time before they are exposed. We tried to communicate with this group of people, but always failed. The power of wizards, even Aurors, has to be handled with care. This group of liberators who are still very weak may not be able to bear their next offensive. I have to find Williams, which is why I drag you down from the sky. .

Nina told me about Williams' conversation with Borgin Bock, and I can probably see what his plan was.

He didn't hide the fact that he held the resurrection stone, one of the Deathly Hallows, and even prevented Borgin Bock from clearing the field~www.readwn.com~ He should have wanted to spread the news in this way, so as to To provoke internal conflict in Prussia, so as to find an opportunity to defeat them, but he is a person after all, and he needs help no matter what, and I believe that he will recognize our reasons for helping him.

...

"Is that enough?"

Moody closed the small silver ball that recorded images and sounds, and asked Margaret in front of him. After getting a positive answer, he thought about it and said, "I'll pass it on to Nelson later, but as for the Whether he believes it or not, or whether he is willing to accept your help, I have no guarantee."

"I understand," said Margaret, nodding. "I think he'll understand too."

"But the problem is, your attack caused me to lose that watch, maybe Nelson wanted me to do something alone, now I not only don't know where he wants me to go, but I can't guarantee that before his business is over, I can meet him."

"..."

Margaret obviously did not expect this level of knowledge.

"Mr. Moody," Nina was the first to break the silence, "that ring, is it really... a resurrection stone?"

"I don't know," Moody shook his head, "but I think it might just be a ring."

"why?"

"Nelson wore it a long time ago," Moody said, shaking his head. "If so, why didn't he resurrect the people who mattered to him?"

Nina fell silent and murmured, "But...Borgin Bock believes it is."

"I really don't know," Moody shrugged, "I think it's just a bait. The Auror's manual also says that this kind of bait is usually only fake. You might as well wait to see him and ask for yourself. he."

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