My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"I'm going to buy a ticket."

By the time the two of them walked back to the original intersection empty-handed, it was already the time when the sun had set, and the hiding place was not as brightly lit as the urban area of ​​Paris, as long as the scattered street lights dotted the silence of the night, the only exception was the intersection In the fancy big tent in the center, various colored light balls adorn every prominent point on the tent, and colorful light strips adorn every conspicuous line on the tent.

"Fantastic animals you have never heard of! A special species that you have never seen! Come and enjoy the most exciting freak show ever! Mocking and flogging those freaks is a new experience!" Tom read the poster in front of the tent door word by word, "Why do I feel that this is not a serious performance, and why do I have a feeling of déjà vu?"

"Of course you have a feeling of déjà vu." Nelson whispered in the queue, "Don't you remember after changing the language? Acanus Wizards Touring Circus?"

"I remembered!" Tom slapped his head and suddenly realized, "This is where Nagini stayed before!"

"Keep your voice down." Nelson warned in a low voice, "These circuses never treat aliens as human beings, and they must regard her as their own private property. Don't be caught by the circus before you can kill Grindelwald." The group boss has done it."

After that, he looked around and found that no one noticed him, so he continued to talk to Tom, but he didn't notice that the guest in front of him turned his head slightly. With a messy, chicken coop-like ginger hair, his face was firmly covered by a scarf, and he couldn't see clearly, the only thing that could be seen was...his face was very long.

"The French allow this kind of circus to perform in their country?" Tom listened to Nelson telling him about the bad deeds of the circus, and began to feel sick every day. "Should we not go? It sounds disgusting." , I have to eat later... How do you know this?"

"Andre told me," Nelson said, leaving the queue after hearing that he had no interest in circuses, let alone dirty performances full of violence and abuse, he continued, "According to him, this The owner of the circus, Skander, is a disgusting existence in the scum world. The atrocities he and his circus have committed are too numerous to record. Those deeds are hard to describe even for a person who has seen the world like Andre. He said that the prisoners on death row in Azkaban would have a sense of moral superiority when facing him."

"Hiss—" Tom gasped, "I really can't imagine there are such dehumanized people."

"Who isn't?" Nelson gave him a deep look.

The two suddenly lost their appetite for watching the performance, and walked around the tent to the street to the south, where there were concentrated restaurants and entertainment shops in the hidden place. Behind them, the long-faced wizard followed quietly.

"By the way, speaking of Nagini, I remembered that I forgot to mention it last time. I saw Nagini at Jonas." Nelson tapped Tom's shoulder with his elbow, "Are you leaving her behind?" Is it there?"

"No, I just asked her to guard Jonas's grave." Tom shook his head, "London is getting more and more chaotic now, although I don't think it's too much, but there are some small-timers who don't keep it all..."

He didn't go on, but Nelson nodded, understanding. "I mean, aren't you afraid you're going to starve her to death?"

"What are you afraid of?" Tom frowned, "She is an independent person, and she is not my pet. I bought a set of tableware for her in the previous cave. Even a snake can easily use it. Besides, it is so big. One, I can't tuck it under my robe and take it to Hogwarts."

"It's true, you're more thoughtful." Nelson nodded, "I want to invent a set of tableware that can cook by myself, so that I can eat whatever I want... I originally wanted to eat in Norway, no Thinking of eating French food in the end.”

"I don't know how the fight in Norway is going? Dumbledore won't be killed by Grindelwald." Tom began to diverge his thoughts again, "Then who will teach us Transfiguration? Oh, he was suspended Ah, that's all right."

"Didn't he go to help Dumbledore?"

"Help for what? Help him achieve his long-cherished wish to die calmly? Help him escape from this painful world?" Tom looked at Nelson who took out his shorthand notebook, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"I'm taking notes, Tom." Nelson closed the book. "These are a few wonderful words. I'm going to write them down and tell them when I face the enemy."

"..." Tom rolled his eyes and turned his head away.

The two talked and laughed along the way. There are many restaurants on this street, but most of them are overcrowded. Although Nelson understands that the shops with good business generally have good dishes, he really doesn’t want to be crowded, so he has to keep walking in , and soon came to the end of the street, there was no one on the road, the sun had completely set, and the street lamps had not been repaired here, only the wobbly flames of the small wall lamps on the signboards of restaurants with poor business and the faint moonlight Light up the ground, the moon is dark and the wind is high, which is a good weather for doing bad things.

"Did you feel... a meow?" Nelson drew his wand, lighting the ground.

"Yes." Tom nodded, "There is a kitten following us, do you want to catch it?"

"Yeah." As soon as he finished speaking, Nelson took out a stone from his pocket and threw it into the air, and then immediately threw his wand behind him. The moment he twisted his waist and stretched out his hand, a big net that covered the sky and the sun suddenly appeared. Formed in the air and shot behind him.

"There are many obstacles! There are many obstacles! There are many obstacles!" Tom waved his wand carelessly three times in succession, and the three obstacle spells instantly blocked the retreat of the followers.

"Enveloping breath." Nelson raised his wand above his head, a wisp of white mist condensed on the tip of the wand, slowly drifted towards the follower, and then spread out when it touched him, covering him completely and blocking his vision After that, Nelson can relax and conjure up all kinds of projectiles and throw them into the smoke.

"Are you still thinking that this fog is not magic? Did you do all the fog on the train before?" Tom was busy strengthening his Obstacle Charm. Unlike Nelson, he felt the overwhelming impact of the fog, and his forehead oozes Sweating, but seeing Nelson's calm expression, he even turned his head and asked nonchalantly, "What kind of spell is this? Why does it sound weird?"

"Uh...Actually, this magic doesn't need a spell. Do you think this spell won't work? I can change it."

"I always have a bad feeling when I hear this spell." Tom continued after thinking, "I feel a dull pain in the abdomen near the liver... Isn't a silent spell better?"

"Misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding!" The man in the mist finally spoke, a deafening beast roar sounded in the mist, and a big cat with a long red tail rushed out of the white mist, and fell in front of the two of them. There was a roar in his throat.

The owner of the restaurant on the street heard the noise and came out to watch the excitement. He just shrank his head back as soon as he opened the door.

Nelson and Tom took a step back and quickly put the Iron Armor Charm on themselves. Tom looked at Nelson worriedly, and their suppression failed.

"What kind of magical animal is this?" Tom just stared at the big cat in front of him, "It doesn't look easy to mess with."

"This is Zou Wu." Nelson felt relieved, tapped his wand, and the fog covering the street immediately dissipated, revealing the man inside who took off his scarf—his face was indeed very long.

"You know it? That's great." The man took a fragment of the net bag from the top of his head, and it quickly turned into fine stone powder and dissipated in the air. "People who like magical animals must not be bad people. I am Newt S. Kamander, just heard the news of Nagini, couldn't help but chased after him, sorry for causing trouble to you."

Although his face is a bit long, he is tall and straight, and looks very coordinated. Although he looks a little disheveled, his apology is still polite and graceful, although the logic of "people who like magical animals must not be bad" is somewhat Strange, but I have to admit that he is a man full of charm.

"Newt Scamander?" Tom looked up, suddenly raised his head, "You are that Newt Scamander from Hufflepuff? The wizard who captured Grindelwald?"

"I don't know if I can still be called a Hufflepuff." Newt shook his head embarrassingly, and said humbly, "But I did study in Hufflepuff before and caught Grindelwald. It's not because of me alone, besides, he ran away in the end."

"Sorry, sorry, I attacked the senior." Nelson stepped forward and helped Newt dust off his body.

"Thank you, are you Hogwarts students? It doesn't matter, you didn't hurt me, and I was at fault first." Newt sighed a little old-fashioned, "I have to say, young people nowadays are like this Is it amazing? You can do such advanced magic at such a young age, are you in the fifth grade?"

"..." Nelson secretly turned into a mirror to look at himself, "We are in the second grade."

"Haha." Newt smiled dryly, "You guys are so tall, and you look really young when you look closely. I heard you guys were looking for a restaurant, so let me treat you to dinner as an apology, after all, I've followed you for so long. By the way, I I want to ask about Nagini."

The three of them knocked on the door of the roadside restaurant, and the owner who had just performed the light-speed probe brought the three of them in with great trepidation, and they chatted while eating.

"So she has completely snaked?" Newt stared at the cup on the table in a daze, and he looked a few years old after hearing the ending of the old man.

"We'll find a way to change it back, Gnar's polymorph is great."

"Good boy." Newt patted Tom on the shoulder hard.

Two updates today.

Hogwarts is added in front of the title of the book. If it is true, there is no excuse.

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