My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

　　 "I took it, you deserve it."

Tom did not speak, but squinted his eyes to look at the battle in the distance. The subarctic coniferous forest, which has grown hard for thousands of years, was destroyed in just a few minutes. The scorched earth of a few kilometers around is more than Norwegian. The coastline will be broken.

　　 "Did you say that people will die today?" Tom is worrying about people he doesn't know. This is not his usual style.

　　 "Where are the undead at war?" Nelson reluctantly looked at a green curse that shot at him, but was struggling to dissipate in the air from a hundred meters away.

　　 "Does this count as a war?" Tom put his hand behind him and shook his head. "There must be a reason for war. There must be some demands. What is the point of attacking each other like this for no reason?"

"The blind man is good at listening." He gently waved his wand in the direction of the battle. This is a spell to increase hearing. After a while, he seemed to have heard a joke, and laughed nervously, "It's fun, so fun." Up."

　　 "What did you hear?" Nelson asked worriedly.

　　 "You may not believe it." Tom laughed until tears came out. He laughed and said intermittently, "Do you know what Wissengamer's sentence was for Dumbledore?"

"what?"

"Because he used the Unforgivable Curse to kill a Muggle, which caused a bad influence, he was ordered to apologize publicly in the official media, and then deprived of the honor of his Merlin second-level badge, and temporarily stopped him at Hogwar. I’ll teach until Hogwarts admits it."

　　 "And then?" Nelson was a little curious as to what punishment Weizengamo had imposed for Dumbledore.

　　 "No more."

"what?"

"I mean, no more." Tom grinned with a big mocking smile. He clapped and laughed. "Dumbledore felt that his sentence was too light. This is a blasphemy against life and the law. The presiding judge, the old man surnamed Shafik insisted that his trial was based solely on procedural justice and was also a reasonable and legal result, and he came up with a bunch of case explanations."

　　 "……"

"Do you know?" Tom took a deep look at Nelson and said, "Those who set off the battle didn't want to do anything to Dumbledore. They were attacking the Auror regiment and defending the Weyzengarmore. An authoritative wizard, and Dumbledore is still standing on his bench to persuade the two parties to sit down and negotiate. This is magical."

　　 "This is magic, Tom." Nelson didn't know what to say.

"Did you know? The people who oppose giving Dumbledore a light sentence are the ones who support him the most ---Muggle-born wizards like us," Tom laughed happily. "Their current leader, one named Noby Lee A strange person, who is swearing at Hector Foley in the audience. I really don't know how this slick welfare became the Minister of Magic."

　　 "Why? Does this involve any political demands?"

"Wait a minute, I'll listen..." Tom made a listener. "Norby Ritchie is a Muggle-born wizard. He graduated from Hufflepuff three years ago and is now an assistant secretary in the Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic. Members, last month they cooperated with Wisengama to hear a homicide case. A witch from a Muggle background used a bat curse when she was abused by her pure-blooded husband. The bat curse ended up killing him. Is it true? Although all the witnesses said that she had suffered domestic violence for a long time, the judges of Wissengamau didn't seem to care about this clue. They characterized it as a long-planned and vicious murder and sent the witch yesterday In the hands of the dementors of Azkaban."

　　 "This..." Nelson also felt that this penalty was actually unreasonable.

"Hahahaha, it's really interesting, I learned this spell so right!" Tom's laughter grew louder and louder, and he said to Nelson with great joy, "A poor witch used one to resist. The little evil curse accidentally killed her pure-blooded husband, and then paid the price of her life; and the famous Albus Dumbledore killed a Muggle with the unforgivable curse, and the final sentence was just the confiscation of a badge? Although I also think that Muggle is damn, is the gap so big? I suddenly felt that Chamberlain's political level is really high, and these fools can't even do superficial work."

"The discrimination of wizards against Muggles is almost innate." Nelson said pessimistically. "Even wizards from Muggles will have a sense of superiority to Muggles after they come into contact with the magical world. Its profoundness has long surpassed. The racial discrimination of Muggles, because wizards and Muggles can no longer be regarded as racial differences, and have even become species differences.

"Then I think I should give you a lesson first. Although school has not yet started, as your teacher, I should make you understand that you should not be indifferent to life anyway." Tom vividly imitated Dumbledore's visit to the orphanage last year. When I asked him for his teachings, it seemed that he was very impressed by this passage. He showed a "Dumbledore-like kind smile" in a weird manner, and said in an admiring tone, "Is this just not to be indifferent to life? Did ancient Greece have to pay a fine for killing a slave? That’s it, that’s it?"

"The sentencing has been suspended. Wiesengarmo couldn't resist the pressure and announced the adjournment. Now there is a war outside the venue and a quarrel inside the venue." Tom continued, "Dumbledore has now become a target of public criticism, but he still said something. Don't say anything."

　　 "This sentence is indeed unreasonable." Nelson frowned, "I think the Ministry of Magic and Wissengamer..."

　　 "Boom rumbling——"

A huge explosion suddenly sounded centered on the Colosseum. A violent, trembling ground and mountain tremors spread across the entire forest and coastline, and the sky filled the sky with smoke and dust, and violently clashed with the stormy waves of the ocean counterattack. .

　　 "The curse stops immediately!" Tom covered his ears and waved his wand loudly.

　　 Nelson helped him squat down against the big rock on the edge of the cliff, and asked nervously, "What's the matter with you?"

　　 "The building collapsed." Tom covered his ears and panted, and shouted at Nelson loudly, "You! No! Yes! And! Me! Speak! Talk! I! Listen! No! See!"

His yelling caused several people who chatted in the distance to look over. Seeing Tom squatting on the ground with a pained expression, Zweig waved his wand from a distance, Tom's expression was much relieved. Put down the hands covering the ears and shook his head.

　　 "Are you okay?" Nelson rubbed the back of his head.

　　 "It's okay." Tom shook his head, "It's just tinnitus."

"Actually, Dumbledore can’t be blamed for this conflict," Tom said in a rare comment on Dumbledore. "The last thing I heard just now was that someone asked Dumbledore to go hurry up, and he said:'If this is theirs. Choose, I am willing to be buried here'."

The smoke dissipated, and Nelson saw the Coliseum where the columns had collapsed in half. The seats on the stands were scattered all over, without the shelter of the building. The wizards on both sides were facing each other nervously, fighting after a big explosion. It stopped strangely.

In the gap between the collapsed columns, Nelson saw Dumbledore still standing on the trial bench in the center of the venue. His clothes were neat and crisp. Although he was completely undressed by the smoke and fighting, he still dropped his hands and looked straight. With the empty seat of the presiding judge, quietly waiting for the final judgment without losing his demeanor.

　　 "I don't think the judges of the Ministry of Magic and Wisengamo can make a fair and just judgment, because they themselves are part of the two groups off the court." Nelson expressed his view interrupted by the explosion.

"I think they are rotten, rigid, corrupt, and unreasonable." Tom put his feet on the side of the stone with disdain, and cocked his feet and gave a light voice, saying like a politician, "the possibility they need It’s not an improvement anymore, but...but..."

He didn't seem to think of a word to sum up his thoughts. Nelson suddenly saw Dumbledore standing in the middle of the Colosseum raising his head and looking in his direction. He was about to call out his teammates to run, but he heard a voice behind him. Sounded.

　　 "It's a revolution."

Nelson and Tom turned their heads ~www.readwn.com~ They saw Grindelwald holding the old magic wand standing behind them. The continuous waves of the explosion lifted the corners of his crimson scarf and black windbreaker, and he lowered Head, nodded appreciatively at Tom, then turned his gaze back, staring closely at his old enemy, his fellow fellows on the revolutionary road, and his former close friends and lovers.

"Andre, you take them and White." Grindelwald stepped towards the cliff without looking back, and Nelson felt that something was binding his waist. Then, he saw the ancient canopies. Swiping forward quickly under his feet, he was flying backwards away from here.

　　 "What is Grindelwald doing here?" As soon as he landed, Nelson heard White's angry voice, sounding extremely disrespectful to Grindelwald, "Is he preparing some evil plan to kill those innocent people?"

　　 "Master Grindelwald is here to help Dumbledore." Andre grabbed White's hand impatiently, and then disappeared.

"Is she really one of Grindelwald's men? Or do you mean that everyone in Newmondgard is like this?" Tom leaned on Nelson's ear and asked in a low voice, "Will Grindelwald kill her like this? ?"

　　 "She is a bit special." Nelson didn't know how to explain.

　　 "Where are you going? I'll take you there." Andre first took White's follower to make it obvious, and then appeared in front of the two of them, looking worriedly at the shock wave that was cutting down trees and spreading across the mountains and plains.

　　 "Anywhere?" Tom thought for a while, "Go to the hidden place, I want to visit Paris."

Nelson nodded, and Andre grabbed the arms of the two of them. Immediately before falling into darkness, Nelson saw the burning fire above the forest and the black gauze flying through the flames like a dragon, covering the whole piece. sky.