My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

[I have been ordered to suppress a terrible evil here.

No, it should be described as "only" or "bit", this scale can see through the heart of anyone who looks at it, it can communicate with me, tell me what I want, and how to get it What I want, maybe because I have been alone for too long, I may have gone crazy, and all I hear are my own thoughts.

Three months ago, I was ordered to come to Alexandria to investigate the case of the lost contact with the wizards stationed on the shore. Ever since Greece on the other side of the sea cut off contact with us, the astrologers in the Cairo Observatory have been reporting information to the Pharaoh about the approaching evil every day. But they still can't tell why, we have no way of knowing what the Greeks are doing, or why they disconnected from us, let alone when the dark cloud that has been accumulating for thirteen years will end. will dissipate.

In my opinion, even if the Greeks living under the dark clouds have become extinct, they are definitely happier than us. At least their fears and worries only exist at the moment of death, but we will be in constant panic because of the sky across the sea.

Most of my family have already completed their service on the coast in the semi-annual rotation, and looking at that dark cloud is more pointless than looking at a pool of stagnant water, at least in my brother's description, it's just as insignificant as stagnant water. There is no change, but green algae are constantly growing, which is exactly the evil in the mouths of astrologers.

Three months ago, it was supposed to be the time for this batch of wizards to reply, but Baicheng waited for three full days without being reported by them, and I, who will be serving here in the next installment, became the best person to investigate the situation.

If I had known it earlier, I should have pretended to catch a gecko from the city wall of Baicheng and fell off the building like my undisciplined younger brother, or simply broke my leg.

Damn it!

I had already seen that **** dark cloud when I was half a day away from Alexandria. To verify the situation, my partner and I sped up the pace. The good news is that the dark cloud is not floating from the north across the sea, bad The news is that as I approached Alexander along the coast, not far from the camp where the wizards were stationed, I saw their bodies.

There are generally lightning injuries on their bodies, but this little damage is not enough to take their lives. What is more dangerous is the evil magic hidden in the depths of the wounds. I am convinced, those lunatics who look at the stars are right, Really **** evil!

They didn't even have time to release their union with their partners, and the wizards who used birds as partners were even more tragic. In addition to the injuries caused by lightning strikes, there were also people who fell from high altitude... tragic scenes, including the replacement of the broken leg of the younger brother who came to serve. Father, if I can go back, I must really break his dog's leg!

As the most experienced wizard here, my father left a string of blood on the ground before he died. They were killed at the same time. The formation of the corpses proved this.

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The next paragraph of scribbling and corrections was finally cut off neatly with magic, and the next paragraph of text that was cut away became compact, as if the writer realized that there was not enough paper, adjusted the spacing, and his notes It also became scribbled.

[I... I can't go back, I must find the root of all this, I shoulder the mission entrusted to me by the pharaoh, my father has been damaged here, I must maintain the honor of the family.

The whole area under Alexander's jurisdiction has been shrouded in dark clouds. Fortunately, it is no longer restless or expanding. My partner was so scared that he couldn't walk, and he also released the fusion with me. I let it go back to the white city of Memphis. , report what I have learned, ask for reinforcements, we parted at the edge of the dark cloud, and I went deep into the hinterland on foot.

Alexandria has become a ghost town. I don’t know where the residents here have gone. Although many people have gone to the inland due to the sharp drop in port throughput in recent years, there should always be some people left here.

I don't understand, but I can only go deep into the middle of the cloud until I see the smoke from cooking outside an unnamed town on the outskirts of Alexandria, which seems to be the center.

I've been here before, when I was a child, pestering my neighbor's businessman to take me to play, he was choosing a concubine for the pharaoh's youngest son, and he found a woman with magical powers here, but later she seemed to Lost, I didn't see her again anyway.

After entering the town, I saw what should exist in hell.

No one will believe that there are so many sorcerers in Egypt, they are like wild beasts in the sand, unable to communicate and attack each other, reminds me of those cold-blooded lizards and snakes, I saw with my own eyes a boy who looked less than ten years old He stabbed his father's back with a sharp knife extending from his phalanx, and his father, who was not killed by one blow, twisted his neck in the next second. He swallowed his own son, and disgusting scales appeared on his body because of eating.

There was no cuddling, no reason, no ego in his eyes, and the next moment this crazy beast was eaten by his wife who was lying in ambush on the roof.

I often hear in bard stories that people in the north can eat people, and the poet tells me that it's just a rhetoric of hyperbole, but I really saw this brutal scene in the land of Egypt...

For them, I am the most delicious food, but fortunately, they are just magic madmen, just some dull animals. Under the hard resistance, I got closer to the direction of the rising smoke.

Along the way, I saw a person eat their former neighbors, companions, and even loved ones, and they became stronger because of eating, more and more like terrible poisonous snakes, they will be eaten by others again, in difficult battles. There were fewer and fewer survivors, and the remaining ones became more and more difficult to fight. I could only flee all the way to the house where the smoke was rising.

There, I saw a handsome man.

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The handwriting has become more messy here, and the fear and shock in the writer's heart can already be seen through the notes.

[With a taciturn servant, he stood in front of the window admiring the farce in front of him. The peace in the house and everything outside seemed to exist in two different worlds.

He introduced himself that he was Hellbo, the dark wizard from Greece, and the man who shaped the dark clouds on the Balkans.

He told me it was a revenge to help the afflicted, and he drew out the darkness in the hearts of the Alexandrians and embodied it as their magic, and they would devour each other, driven by desire, and their harm to others would become Feeding back their nourishment, in the devouring of each other, there is only one person left in the end.

He proudly said that as the sum of all people, the last person will be stronger than any Egyptian, and the end of that person is to become the food for the suffering person in his mouth, helping her to be reborn and reborn .

He showed me the scale in the middle of the street outside the house, told me that it would measure the evil in my heart, give me strength to match it, and invited me to join Alexander's "orgies."

He dug out my heart and put it on a section of the scale.

He congratulated me and returned to his dilapidated mansion.

His scales measure my heart, it can hear my heart, and my evil is... so unbearable.

His taciturn servant helped me. He took back my heart with Haierbo on his back and told me to get out of here. This is a righteous young man. He actually has the idea of ​​confronting Haierbo in his heart. , but at that time Baicheng had already learned everything from the partners who were connected to me, Baicheng gave me the final task, hold Haierbo, they will block the evil here.

I…

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After ending each "he", when the writer returns to himself, the brushstroke comes to an abrupt end.

After the line break, the scribbled handwriting suddenly became neat, and the attitude was like a love letter, while the remaining half of the blank was written with large characters, as if those well-written confessions had become insignificant.

【What do I want?

Oh yes, you're so right about my...

Yeah? I get it, who should I hurt?

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This passage was engraved on a huge stone slab, standing in the middle of the quiet street of the fishing port, with the dark clouds still pressing overhead, and everything about Alexander was confined in a thin circle of barriers, on which had appeared The dense cracks were broken, and the people outside were tirelessly destroying it.

Right in front of the slate, across the barrier, a middle-aged wizard in an Arabian robe was standing in the center of the stage, giving a generous speech to the reporters under the stage.

"This is the best news Egypt has received after the war, a gift from God to us."

Mustafa, the then director of the International Affairs Department of the Egyptian Ministry of Magic, waved to the crowd under the guns and short cannons of the reporters. The empty and real pyramids are becoming more and more clear in the light and shadow. Unlike the pyramids that can be seen everywhere in Egypt, they have not been destroyed by the wind and sand for thousands of years. The slender lines form a unique pattern, which seems to be in It tells an abstract story. On the hilltop in the distance, a group of soldiers of different skin colors left after the war are arguing for the right to excavate a newly discovered pyramid. The battle determines the ownership of their national treasures.

"Whether it is for wizards or Muggles born and raised in Egypt, today is a day to celebrate," Mr. Mustapha said proudly, waving to the golden pyramid behind him in the sunset, "German Muggles are in the war. The air raid destroyed the thousand-year-old barrier on the outskirts of Alexandria, and the mysterious history of the dusty 26th Dynasty will be revealed at this moment. Today, we will witness the historic moment when Egypt, the oldest civilization, turned from fault to coherence. Fellow reporters, please prepare your spotlights and developer powder, the veil of history is about to be unveiled in front of you!"

The discovery of this pyramid group is also a novelty enough for Egyptian wizards. The spell that hides them not only prevents human activities from damaging the relics, but also prevents time from eroding them. The gradually thinning barrier, people can see the golden embellishment on the pyramid, in addition, can also see some buildings located under the pyramid, which makes the archaeologists very excited, maybe they will be able to see Not only the original appearance of the pyramids, but also the content of the lives of Egyptians more than 2,000 years ago.

"Badry, let them end the curse of a thousand years ago."

Mr. Mustafa turned around and said to his waiting subordinates, then looked at the reporters with a cheerful expression.

The reporters who faced Mr Mustafa were somewhat nervous, not at all like the tried and tested journalists, and that was the case. The gathering of the Aurors in Central Europe attracted the attention of most Most of the people sent here by the major newspapers are newcomers who have just entered the industry.

Nelson's Hogwarts friend, Howard from Ravenclaw, was one of them, sitting bored in a front-row chair, chatting with Alphard, who happened to be traveling again.

"I'm really convinced. No one wants to come to such a dry place," Howard complained to Alphard. "They'll just throw an intern like me over here, and then eat, drink, and gamble in Cairo as an official."

"This place is much better than Cairo, isn't it?" Alphard shrugged, "What's the fun in Cairo? I just got back from there, and it's crowded with Italians who got separated from the troops. I thought it was in the local Restaurants can have flavors like grilled scorpions, and the grill is full of pizza spread.”

"Okay," Howard showed disgust on his face. He didn't know whether he was disgusting pizza or scorpion. He curled his lips and said, "Damn, can this news be squeezed ahead of lace news? This is the history of magic. It's something nobody but Nelson should be interested in? Let alone the history of Egyptian magic."

"Who knows?"

Alphard shrugged, and as the secretary rang the copper bell, the wild press conference entered question and answer time.

"What do you think of the first special operation of the International Confederation of Wizards?"

When Mr. Mustafa's voice just fell, a reporter from the Hong Kong "Oriental Wizard News" who had been holding back for a long time couldn't wait to raise his hand, and under the gaze of his colleagues' anxious eyes, he asked loudly: "According to your country's sports The director of the affairs department said in an interview in the morning that Egypt, as the most powerful country in North Africa, has also recruited the most wizards."

"Not sure, our Aurors received an order from the International Federation of Wizards three days ago, and Minister Abbas took them to Germany," Mr. Mustafa was a little unhappy, and he hoped that these people's eyes He was able to return to the major archaeological discoveries in Egypt, but in order to maintain his image, he replied patiently, "We always firmly believe that the establishment of the Executive Committee of the International Federation of Wizards will bring the situation in the magical world to peace, bringing together all the civilized worlds. The Wizarding-backed Federation is also confident and capable of accomplishing our great goals... Now, please turn your attention to the issues related to the New Pyramid Complex of Alexandria, and let us witness this historic moment together."

Mr. Mustafa can be regarded as a professional official, but the mere pyramids are not enough to attract the attention of wizards from other countries. They are different from Muggles, and everything in the pyramids is nothing to wizards. Mysterious stuff.

So after Mr. Mustafa expressed his resistance to irrelevant issues, they also relaxed, and the whispers from the audience made Mustafa almost unable to maintain his demeanor. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"boom!"

A sturdy crack stretched from behind him to the sky, outlining the outline of the barrier left by the ancient Egyptian wizards two thousand years ago. Their warnings have long been weathered and stripped away, but people outside are looking forward to them being invincible. , a terrible history that can only be hidden.

When the fresh air poured into the interior of the barrier, the hour hand that ancient Alexander had suspended due to isolation from the world finally started to turn again.

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