My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

　　 "Nelson, what do you think?" Grindelwald looked up at the spire of the tower directly below the upside-down tower in the illusion, with an unpredictable expression on his face.

　　 "What?" Nelson also looked at the spire, "I was just thinking about how we should get back."

　　 "Do you think Horcrux can hold Helbo?" Grindelwald lowered his head, took a step back, and stared at a certain position on the ground.

　　 "It has nothing to do with me, sir." Nelson shook his head, "I never think about things that have nothing to do with me."

"How could it be irrelevant?" A thin mist slowly gushed out of the tower, and it gradually thickened. When it dissipated, Nelson was already standing at its feet. Grindelwald opened the door and motioned for him to follow. "Is this how you deal with the prophet? Don’t think about things that are not in the present?"

　　 "Maybe, Mr. Grindelwald." Nelson followed. "Instead of worrying about what may not happen in the future, we might as well keep our feet on the ground."

　　 "No wonder," Grindelwald nodded, "By the way, Nelson, do you like the sculpture I gave you?"

　　 "Very... I like it."

As Nelson stepped in, the tower distorted and melted from top to toe. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his bed. There was something under his shoulder blades panicking. He reached out and touched the horse. Voro's ring.

"So it's you? So is the Deathly Hallows that makes people enter the illusion? Grindelwald's old wand and the resurrection stone in my hand... Then Helbo's purpose is very clear." Nelson thoughtfully Put the ring inlaid with the resurrection stone on the middle finger, played with it, and put it back on the finger. "He actually wants to lie to me. No one really thinks that only one knows what a Horcrux is, right?"

"The Dark Lord returned from a study tour and found that his cat was living in a kennel. With an order, 80,000 ghosts gathered at Hogwarts..." He shook his head, expelled the strange thoughts in his mind, and closed his eyes. Holding the wand and leaning on the mattress, lost in the fog and wrapped him up, "I can't just be a marionette, Grindelwald's follower, that goes against the purpose of my coming out...for what I am after, for me Everything I care about, I need my own strength..."

　　……

"You came."

"I'm coming."

In the modern city in the illusion, Nelson suddenly appeared in the middle of the road. The city that was gradually collapsing began to rebuild with his arrival, and it was more refined than last time. Looking at Helbo lying in the middle of the road, Nelson opened his mouth to answer. words.

　　 "I know you will come."

　　 "Of course you know, and I know you must know that I will come."

　　 "..." As Haierbo fell into a long silence, the high temperament he had created was exhausted and completely collapsed. At this moment, what he was thinking must be: "I don't know how to pick it up."

　　 "What do you want?" Nelson decided to take the initiative.

"No, no, no, I'm just a dead old man, what do I want?" Helbo looked very polite at this time, he peddled himself enthusiastically, "You come back alone after that person, you must It's a conspiracy, let's talk, what do you want?"

"what do you have?"

"As I said before, I have magic, ancient and powerful magic that you have never heard of; I also have treasures, secret treasures annihilated in the long river of history; I also have secret arts that can assist you with more powerful potions and alchemy Wait for the skills..."

"Are you memorizing all this? How is it the same as what you said last time...Don't get close to me!" Nelson took a step back, keeping a distance from Helbo who was crawling towards him, and then said coldly, "What you said. I am not interested in anything."

"Oh?" Haierbo straightened up, the lost fog raised from the ground, condensed into the shape of two legs in his lower body, he straightened up, this is obviously young to no longer young, healthy to no longer healthy His body, with soft black hair lying lazily on his forehead and shoulders, he patted his **** and sat on the tartar on the side of the road, "If you don't need anything, then you will need more."

　　 "Yes, I want more." Nelson stepped forward, standing in front of Helbo, looking down at him condescendingly, "Despicable Helbo."

"Sorry, I'm not really mean." Helbo looked up at Nelson, showing interest in his eyes, "So what do you want? Life, wealth, fame, power? You can get what you can imagine from me everything of."

　　 "I want your other Horcrux."

　　 "You must be joking, you were there before, and you know that I promised it to another adult, I can't divide it into two parts..."

　　 "I said, despicable Helbo." Nelson interrupted him impatiently, "I want your other Horcrux."

"The other one?" Haierbo showed a dazed expression, but his hands hidden behind his back shook like chaff. This is his biggest secret. How could he be known by another person? He pretended to be calm and whispered, "One Man can only make one Horcrux, soul and reason cannot bear too much division."

　　 "I'm not in the same group as the man just now. I know what you want. I know more than you think." Nelson frowned. "I want your other Horcrux."

　　 "You really know a lot."

　　……

　　 "So did you see the despicable Helbo in the illusion?"

In the afternoon, in the restaurant under the library, a few people were sitting and eating. Barry was taking a carrot from the set of wizards from all over the world and putting it in a bowl, while curiously asked, "What does he look like? What is his mana ?"

"He's only half of his body, very old... well, how do you put it? The old man can no longer be used to describe him." Nelson put the fork in his mouth and thought, "It's like a very old, very old but can't die. People who have fallen. And there is no way to use magic there. He doesn't even have a body. How can a crippled soul wield a magic wand?"

"As far as I know, many ancient magics can be performed without using a magic wand." Andre interrupted and gave Nelson a popular science. "And as long as the wizard needs a magic wand to cast, other magical animals can be used without a magic wand. To the wizard’s magic."

"I know that the reason for the fairy rebellion is the right to use the wand. Most little wizards unconsciously release their magic power before they have the wand. This is also the basis for judging whether a person is a dumb gun." Nelson nodded and took a sip of apple juice. , Shook his head again, "But if there is such a magic, why would Barry be caught by Muggles?"

　　 "……"

　　 "……"

　　 There was an awkward silence at the table, and only Barry prodded the carrot on the plate with a fork mechanically, even though it had been mashed.

　　 "Ahem," Andre gave a light cough, turned his head to face Barry, "Don't you have anything to do? Why haven't you set off yet?"

"I will send you away, after all, Nelson is working with us for the first time." Barry took out an exquisite silver suitcase from under the table, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Nelson, "This is the clothes I prepared for you. Absolutely fit and comfortable, and decent... In fact, I was caught by Muggles on the initiative, just for this moment, to find a dress that fits perfectly into Muggles."

He cast his entangled gaze on White, but was facing her funny smiling face. He had to straighten his collar and chewed on the grated radish and continued, "Actually, after so many days of fieldwork, I have become a true Muggle research expert. , To Muggles—"

　　 "It's a researcher of mental patients." White couldn't help but speak, and Barry could not speak as if choked by the grated carrot in his mouth.

　　 After a while he spoke weakly, "Nelson, try it on?"

Nelson opened the box. Inside was a folded heavy coat. He took it out from the box and unfolded it. The serious black and the straight lines like a knife made it show a strong sense of killing. Ten silver buttons. Arranged in two rows, the epic story of the war is engraved on it. The epaulettes on the shoulders and the cuffs are embroidered in a unified style. There is an eagle on the chest with an anti-4D emblem, and a belt with a silver buckle is pressed under the clothes. ——This is a SS coat~www.readwn.com~ Although it is very gorgeous, even hailed as a military uniform that is difficult to surpass for thousands of years, Nelson produced it at first sight. A strong sense of discomfort.

　　 "Are we going to be a spy next to Hitler? Why do we wear this?" Nelson put it back in the box, frowning and asked, "I don't want to wear warmonger's clothes."

　　 "This is a little more convenient to wear." Andre nodded, "Do you know where we are?"

　　 "Austria? Going to Poland?"

　　 "Yes, we have to go through Germany, the official channels will be much more convenient."

　　 "But the secrecy law..."

"Hahaha, secrecy law?" Andrei and the others looked at each other and laughed, "Do you still think we care about secrecy laws? To be honest, in the Muggle government in Germany, we wizards are well deserved Guests."

　　 "Huh?" Nelson gave a confused expression, "What's the matter?"

"This is what Master Grindelwald expects. The wizard does not need to hide like a mouse." Barry stood up, opened his arms at the highest point of Newmontgard, bowed and saluted, like a noble who believes in evil gods. , "I heard that you have been living in a Muggle family? Then you have to put yourself right-Nelson, you are a wizard!"

　　 "Really..." Nelson stopped struggling with this question. He didn't mind wearing the skin of beasts, especially when it looked pretty, "So what are we going to do? I don't know the schedule yet.

　　 "We will use the door key to go to Germany later, and then take the train to Krakow in southern Poland, where there is a powerful and special wild wizard. Taking advantage of the German occupation of Poland, we will investigate."