My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 146 Tina Goldstein

Nelson turned his head and saw a hand resting on Newt's shoulder. It was a slender female right hand with delicate fingers, but the tiger's mouth and fingertips were covered with calluses. There was no jewelry on the hand. It could be seen that This is not only a delicate hand, but also a strong hand.

"Why should I turn myself in?" Newt spread his hands and said helplessly. He twisted his neck and looked back, but was held down by the other hand on the back of his head. Newt, who had been rubbing Nelson's hair all afternoon, finally realized that he was However, he seemed to be enjoying it, and turned around to say hello with a smile on his face, "Hi, long time no see, Tina."

"Long time no see, Newt."

Nelson looked up along the hand and saw a witch, who greeted Newt with a pleasant surprise.

"You're still the same," Newt said, rubbing his hands together and laughing.

"Really?" She raised her eyebrows and said, "You too, can't speak as before."

The witch behind Newt had reddish, golden-brown curly hair trimmed to ear length, giving off an aggressive look. Her eyebrows were straight and she had deep nasolabial folds. She was no longer young.A pair of big eyes stared straight at Newt. This kind of eyes would look a little "stunned" to others, but on her face, Nelson only felt resolute. He could tell that this was a brave and determined person. She was dressed plainly, wearing a long dress with a similar color to her hair, and only had a shiny silver accessory hanging around her waist. When she saw Nelson looking at her, the witch tilted her head and turned again. Turning his head and staring at Newt, he asked in a bad tone, "Do you want the child to accompany me to surrender?"

"Why did I come here and surrender myself," Newt said helplessly, putting his arms around Nelson's shoulders, and introduced him, "This is Tina, my American friend, she is an Auror of the Magical Congress of America. Almost got me caught."

"Hi." Nelson greeted with a smile.

"Hello." Tina nodded, and stretched out her right hand to Nelson. Tina, who was holding her fingertips, also smiled at him, then turned her head, and asked Newt viciously with an expression that Nelson couldn't see clearly. asked, "What is your American friend?"

"This is Nelson, my junior, Nelson Wertling, you know." Newt introduced, and then he pulled Tina to the corner and whispered something.

When the two came back, Tina had returned to her normal expression, but the joy in her eyes could not be restrained. Nelson looked back and forth between the two faces and nodded in satisfaction.

"What's that expression on your face?" Newt couldn't help but ask after being stared at by Nelson.

"No, I just think you two are a good match," Nelson asked, shaking his head, "What do you think?"

"Indeed," Newt thought for a while with a pimple expression, and replied seriously, "Although I was caught before, I have to say that the adventure in the United States was indeed a very enjoyable period in general. journey of."

"I can grab you again now and let you recollect it." Tina raised an eyebrow, stared at Newt and said coldly, "Since you enjoy it so much."

"No need, no need." Newt quickly waved his hand and refused, "I enjoy taking risks with you, not being caught by you..."

"Oh this..." Tina raised another eyebrow in surprise, "You've improved a lot, Newt."

"That must be, I'm over 40 years old." Newt sighed rather sadly.

"Yeah, you're already 40 years old." Tina also sighed, and Nelson even felt that the temperature dropped a few degrees. After a while, she raised her head, shook her hair, and asked nonchalantly, "Did you come to the United States this time?" What are you doing?"

"It's nothing. I've been staying in Europe before, but there was a fight with Nurmengard over there. I happened to be there. I came here to avoid the limelight." Newt shrugged, with bad luck written on his face.

"That's really thanks to Grindelwald."

"what?"

"It's nothing." Tina said nonchalantly.

"Well," Newt asked, "by the way, why are you here? I think the Aurors are either out doing things, or blowing the air in the office, people like you who run around the Ministry of Magic during work hours. Not often."

"I'm chasing down a group of lunatic wizards. You know, those guys from the New Salem Charity Society are not cheap. They just got some clues and are reporting back to Congress." Tina glanced at Nelson and asked, " They like to attack little wizards like you the most, so you have to be careful."

"Attack?" Newt asked in surprise, "Aren't they only handing out leaflets and so on? How dare they attack wizards?"

"That's not true," Tina shrugged, "I don't know who gave them the courage, and of course it doesn't rule out that Second Salem secretly cultivated hundreds of Obscures to prepare for a ruthless attack. I have been blinded for too many years."

"It's okay, I'm studying in Ilvermorny." Nelson said, "I think it should be quite safe there."

"To be honest——" Tina stared at Nelson with a strange look, then suddenly paused for the next words, looked around, realized that they were in a street with people coming and going, so she took the reception The words that came down swallowed in his stomach, "Go to my office and talk, it's not convenient here."

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"To be honest, the next target of those blackened wizards may be Ilvermorny."

The moment she walked into the Woolworth Building, Tina pulled out her wand and uttered a strange spell. Then Nelson felt as if he was being squeezed into a dry bubble. The moment the bubble burst, he saw A dark red carpeted hallway, facing itself had a door marked "Tina Goldstein".

Pushing open the door and walking in, the furnishings in the office are as simple as Tina's dress, a large bookshelf is placed on the wall next to the door, and a strange instrument like a globe is placed beside it, the surrounding stars are spinning around, and the curtains are closed On the other side, on the shaded side, sit Tina's desk and chair, and two couches against the walls, a knitted sofa with a neatly folded thin quilt at one end and a Pink pillows look out of place in this office.

Looking down from the bright and clean window, Nelson can see the continuous flow of people and traffic downstairs. They are as small as insects. They just pass through the gate and enter the upper floors. They still seem to be in the Woolworth Building In this building, he couldn't help but think, in the space belonging to Muggles in this building, in the same position, is there a Muggle who is so busy in the same office that his teeth hurt?
"Wait a minute," Nelson asked, raising his hand, "Excuse me, I want to ask, what are the blackened wizards, Second Salem and New Salem Charities you are talking about?"

"Uh, it's a bunch of lunatics." Newt answered casually as he was playing with a potted plant on Tina's desk.

"It's not that simple," Tina gave Newt a reproachful look, and explained, "More than 300 years ago, there was a witch trial in the United States. Some wizards chose to marry Muggles in order to escape the trial. In the United States, wizards who intermarry with Muggles will be refused to enter the wizarding world. These vindictive wizards have instilled in their descendants the idea that "magic will harm human beings" and set the elimination of wizards as a lifetime responsibility. The association of these wizards It's called the New Salem Benevolent Society, also known as the Second Salem, and they're called black wizards."

"Can't wizards marry Muggles?" Nelson said he couldn't understand, and he asked again, "Are they dangerous?"

"No, at least not in the United States. Here, the gap between Muggles and wizards is greater than that between farmers and their slaves," Tina sighed, and continued, "All along, they have no substantial It is not as good as Grindelwald casually engaging in installation art in Paris, and after hundreds of years of mixing with Muggles, most of the members of Second Salem have become Squibs, only a small number of children with magical talents are trained by them in an oppressive way, and become blackened wizards with twisted minds, but in fact, they are not very powerful, and what is more, because of long-term oppression, they are backlashed by magic power and become silent wizards. Those who... do you know the silent ones?"

"I know," Nelson nodded, "I once thought a girl a year younger than me was an obscurity, but how are they going to attack Ilvermorny? Seriously, I don't think Ilvermorny or American Magic Congress is vegetarian."

"Of course we are not," Tina raised her eyebrows, "but after investigation, I found that they seem to be planning some major conspiracy. Just think about it, in case they have another or even more silent people in their hands, as long as Take 'em to Ilvermorny, and—smack, you know, let the gun go?"

"Uh... so powerful?"

"It's much worse than this," Tina said with a solemn expression. "I can only do my best to stop them. If I fail, I suggest you take a leave of absence for a while."

"No way," Newt interjected confidently, "I'll be staying in the United States recently, and I can help you."

"Help me for what?" Tina rolled her eyes and asked, "Help me create chaos in New York, and then there will be a rain with the venom of the Winged Demon?"

"Is the venom of the Winged Demon still useful..."

Nelson glanced at Newt thoughtfully. It seemed that his senior was much wilder than himself.

"It was just an accident." Newt turned his head and looked out the window, talking about him from left to right, "Nelson, you can rest assured that you can take classes in Ilvermorny, do you trust me?"

"I believe." Nelson nodded earnestly, looked at Newt with sincerity, and asked, "Senior, do you need my crouching demon? I can send it to you."

"I--"

"Hahahaha!" Tina laughed heartily when she saw this scene. She leaned on the table and bent down with a smile, "You may not know what your senior has done. You still think too conservatively."

"He caught Grindelwald, didn't he?" Nelson asked back, "No matter what the process is, the result is the best. For a legendary story, the bizarre and tortuous process can make this story more human. Relish."

"Hahaha, that's not my fault." Newt let out a dry laugh, and turned around to give the other two the back of their heads.

"You see, your senior Newt is embarrassed," Tina pouted, pointing to Newt who turned his head away from the window, and said, "But as professional Aurors working in the Magic Congress, we still think it is simple and efficient. The process that doesn't disturb the Muggles is the best."

"Indeed." Nelson nodded and asked Tina, "Can you tell me exactly when they are going to do it? I can write a leave note."

"Huh?" Tina looked at Nelson in surprise, "You just said that, I thought you were going to fight to the end with the blackened wizards in Ilvermorny."

"I'm useless, but if I have such powerful Auror skills as you, I dare to wrestle with them." Nelson showed an innocent and childish expression, scratching his head shyly, "Leave this kind of thing to professionals Just deal with it, like I will only point fingers or add chaos, it is better to go to the west coast to find a place for vacation."

"Hahaha," Tina laughed louder, she gave her thumbs up, and said, "I really hope that some people can study hard, indeed, for little wizards, study is the most important job, fighting and killing Leave the matter of killing to the adults."

"I think you should write down your words and engrave them on the wall of Hogwarts," Nelson nodded approvingly, "At least hang them up 60 years later, so that everyone can learn from them."

"By the way, what's the matter with you being Ilvermorny and Hogwarts?" Tina asked curiously, "Newt just said you were his junior..."

"I haven't told you yet," Newt finally found a topic to interject, he turned his head and said sullenly, "He first studied at Hogwarts, and then moved to the United States, by the way , he just defeated Grindelwald in a one-on-one duel."

"Hahahaha!" Tina couldn't hold back her laughter now, "You guys are so interesting."

Tina's laughter melted her perennially tense nerves, and Newt was dumbfounded by that smile, and he said softly, "T... Tina, I—"

"You what?" Tina asked quickly.

"By the way, I might have met Queenie just now." Newt swallowed. He seemed to have changed his sentence, but he didn't know what he wanted to say in the previous sentence. Then he scratched his head and said, "Before in Ya At the door of Gebu's bakery, I saw a woman who looked like Queenie passing by, but I lost track of it... Sorry, I was so excited to see you, I almost forgot to say such an important thing."

"What? Is Queenie in America?" Tina's smile froze, her eyes widened, and she asked loudly.

"I'm not sure, but I think that person should be her."

(End of this chapter)