My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 205 The Scamander Brothers
"Newt Scamander?"

Ten meters below the surface of the Thames River estuary, a group of Aurors wearing standard wizard robes and the logo of the British Ministry of Magic stopped a cruise ship in the water.

The leading Auror swung his calf lightly, paddled the water, and jumped onto Class A lightly. Newt heaved a sigh of relief. The person who responded had finally arrived. After all, transporting a rare and magical animal like the Sphinx was impossible. It's not an easy job.

He took a step forward and stretched out his right hand to the Auror who came to hand over. The person who came was slightly shorter than him, but with much thicker arms. His face was hidden in the hood of his robe, and he approached Newt without saying a word.

"You guys are finally here. I thought you would pick us up in the English Channel," Newt said with some complaints. "But luckily, there were no storms along the way."

"Thank you!" A rough male voice came out from under the hood. He raised his right hand and shook Newt's hand vigorously. This callused hand seemed to bring a familiar feeling to Newt. Feeling the touch, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the familiar Auror.

"Theseus?" he asked tentatively.

"Hehe, long time no see, Newt." Theseus took off his hood, revealing a face that looked very similar to Newt's, but with a lot of determination. He withdrew his hand, stroked his hair back, raised his Looking at the top of Newt's head, he grinned, "What's the matter? Will adult wizards still grow? I remember that I should be taller than you before."

The moment Theseus took off his hood, the expression on Newt's face immediately changed from apprehension to surprise, and the smiles of the two brothers were equally bright.

"Maybe it's because I'm wearing boots. I just came back from Egypt. You know, there's a lot of sand, so the soles are naturally thick."

Newt raised his eyebrows and took a step forward. The two brothers who had not seen each other for a long time hugged each other tightly.

Theseus wrapped his right hand around Newt's neck, patted his shoulder blades hard, and his left hand was hanging powerlessly aside. Newt noticed Theseus' left hand, frowned, and let go of his brother's grip. left hand.

Theseus pinched Newt's wrist with his right hand, stopped his movement, and shook his head slightly.Newt pursed his lips and did not speak. Just now he clearly felt that there was a metallic texture under the dragon leather glove on Theseus' left hand.

"The voice is loud." Theseus raised his right hand, and the wand appeared in his hand. He pointed to his throat with the wand, turned around, and said loudly, "Let them go, no problem!"

Several big bubbles floated out of his mouth and flew to the front of the team of Aurors and burst.

They beckoned to Theseus, and after getting permission, several Aurors stretched out their wands together, and several golden chains protruded from the tip of the wands, tightly binding the hook on the bow of the cruise ship, and then, a layer of gold The light film was coated on the hull, and the Auror pulling the chain floated towards the surface of the water, leading the submerged cruise ship out of the water like a long whale out of the water. The cruise ships in the Thames came and went, but they seemed completely I didn't see this same kind of ship that just rushed out of the water. Under the sunlight, the cruise ship was glowing with a faint golden light, and was quickly shuttled through the cruise ship under the guidance of a few Aurors who didn't know when they were riding broomsticks , headed for London.

"Newt, what did you bring this time?" Theseus and Newt leaned against the fence at the bow, looking at the rapidly receding riverside scenery around them, he raised his leg and lightly kicked the big dog beside Newt. box, said, "I heard there is a Sphinx?"

The sphinx in the box seemed dissatisfied with Theseus kicking him, the big wooden box shook and made two dull impact sounds.

"It can't be said that they are 'things'," Newt shook his head, and said, "They are all unique magical animals. In addition to the sphinx, I also brought a batch of magical animals that are native to the Americas. I heard that the Ministry of Magic also I found a batch of fire dragons and giant monsters, but I didn't transport them."

"Oh..." Theseus leaned against the railing, and replied indifferently.

"By the way, didn't you come here to hand it over? Why don't you know what I gave you?" Newt scratched his head, took out an exquisitely crafted leather case from his pocket, took out a water bottle from it, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.

"I'm not interested in magical animals. I only asked to lead the team when I heard that it was you." Theseus yawned. For him, this kind of work can be called a sneak in.

"Well," Newt said, shrugging, "you're still the same, Fantastic Beasts are actually really interesting. The protection of them in the UK is too lacking."

"Yes, you are my mother's treasure," Theseus simply closed his eyes, rested his head on the railing, and said in a low voice, "To be honest, there may not be many knowledgeable people in the entire Ministry of Magic, so I suggest hiring someone The experts are back."

"Bring an expert back..." Newt murmured.

"Didn't you get the invitation?" Theseus looked up and winked at Newt.

"I received it, so it's you?" Newt raised his voice in surprise, "You know, this is what my mother has always wanted to do!"

"Don't say that," Theseus, who has entered middle age, stared at the water glass in Newt's hand, and said with a straight face, "It's just that the Ministry of Magic thinks that contact and communication with magical animals is necessary. I think you can think about what to do."

"I have not……"

"I don't think you will give up this opportunity," Theseus interrupted Newt's hesitation, waved his hand, and said, "Go back to London after dealing with Tina Goldstein, this matter It’s true that only you can do it... Anyway, why don’t you talk to your brother more? Can you believe it? When my brother and someone got the marriage certificate, it was his wife’s boss who told me when he was on a business trip of."

Theseus put on a funny expression and joked, "Or do you think your brother is so weak that you can't see your brother getting married if you don't have a home?"

Seeing Theseus bluntly narrate the past events that he has always been difficult to talk about, Newt was a little surprised. He was a little stunned, and nodded again. Yes, those things have passed for many years. Intuit Hughes is more than 50 years old, and even the children born in that year have grown up, and there is nothing that time can't digest.

"Well, you are really strong." Newt stepped forward, patted Theseus on the shoulder, and the two smiled at each other.

Theseus turned his head, stared into Newt's eyes and said seriously, "When will you bring her back? Although I know her, you know, this kind of thing is still...uh."

Theseus has long been used to squeezing all the free time he can think about with his busy work. This outstanding Auror is not familiar with such short-sighted topics, so he stammered for a while.

"Uh, when will you be free to take her home?" He closed his eyes, tapped his hand on the railing, organized his words for a while, and opened his eyes after a while and said, "At least we have to have a wedding, and we can't let others think The Scamanders don't seem to have any money."

"She's on the boat." Newt nodded and said.

"Then we can have a meal together. Mother has some relics left to her daughter-in-law, and then—" Theseus paused and asked, "What did you say?"

"She's on the boat," Newt repeated earnestly.

"?"

There was a lot of confusion hidden in Theseus's small eyes. He kept stroking his hair like a robot, and looked around nervously, as if he was afraid that Tina would suddenly pop out from behind some wooden barrel. As Newt's older brother, even though his younger brother was already grown, he still couldn't help being nervous.

"I'll call her?" Newt smiled and raised his eyebrows.

"There's no need to be so anxious," Theseus sneered and changed the subject, "Have you communicated with this Sphinx again? I hope that the old riddles that will appear on the field will not be there."

"Don't worry, I subscribed to the Daily Prophet for a year, and the second edition has good riddles and jokes every day." Newt shook his head and said, "By the way, what do you want the Sphinx to do? Does the Riddle Contest pick out the greatest Riddler?"

"You don't know?" Theseus stared at Newt with strange eyes, and asked back, "You don't know what to do, why do you take this job?"

"I'm going back to England, and someone just happened to be looking for me." Newt was even more confused. "I saw that it was someone from the British Ministry of Magic, and the fact that the Sphinx was not worth hunting, so I came here."

"Okay," Theseus sighed, leaned closer to Newt's ear, and whispered, "It's the Triwizard Tournament."

"what is that?"

"What is what? Why don't you know—" Theseus widened his eyes. After a while, he figured it out, and said clearly, "Oh, you dropped out of school, it's okay."

As if to make up for the regret of not being selected as a warrior that year, Theseus enthusiastically introduced the history and format of the Triwizard Tournament to Newt.

"I understand Beauxbatons and Hogwarts, but..."

"I don't know," Theseus shrugged. "It is said that they will participate, but I am not from the International Affairs Department, so I don't know exactly what the situation is."

"By the way," Newt nodded, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, and asked, "Is this confidential? Can I tell others?"

"Tell who? Grindelwald?" Theseus clenched his fists. "If you can lure him here, I can—"

"No, a friend of mine is studying at Hogwarts," Newt continued rubbing his chin, "Sphinx, dragon..."

"Of course," Theseus said with a knowing smile, "You know, cheating has always been a traditional event in the Triwizard Tournament."

"Cheating?" Newt smiled and said, "I don't want to cheat, I'm just chatting."

"It's true, even if you reveal the news, it's not certain whether you will be selected," Theseus shrugged, and said, "The competition in the school is also very fierce. I remember that I was a Gryffindor class back then. One of the prefects has been chosen by the Goblet of Fire."

"Did he win the championship?"

"Win the championship?" Theseus smashed his mouth and said, "No, he was attacked by a mountain vulture when he was climbing the stone wall, fell off, and hurt his brain. If you are interested, I can take him in St. Give you Mungo's ward number."

"Hiss..." Newt shook his head, it seemed that he still underestimated the danger of this activity.

The scenery on the Thames quickly receded, a group of water birds flapped their wings around the cruise ship, and uttered crisp birdsong. Newt and Theseus leaned on the railing, looking at the only creatures on the river who could see the ship, fascinated , Newt stretched out his hand over the railing, and a delicate piece of bread appeared in his hand, which he bought in Jacob's bakery. A pure white water bird with beautiful feathers landed in his hand and took the bread away. , stretched out her neck and rubbed against his arm affectionately.

"What kind of bird is this?" Theseus stretched out his hand imitatively, but the waterfowl ignored him. He sighed and said, "It's so beautiful, now I gradually understand why you and your mother like magic so much. animal."

"I don't know," Newt shook his head, took out another piece of bread and held out his hand, "They're not magical animals, and I don't know what these birds are called."

"But they're just as pretty, aren't they?"

Newt froze for a moment, turned his head to look at Theseus, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"That's right."

"Speaking of it," Theseus sighed, looking at the rapidly receding scenery on both sides of the river bed, "Look at how fast this boat is going, it reminds me of our holidays in London, when we went out secretly in the Knight Bus day."

"Are they still driving that fast?" Newt shuddered, as if recalling some bad memory.

"Hahaha, you bastard," Theseus opened his arms, feeling the humid warm wind on the water, "I still remember the first time you rode in a car, you vomited like a dizzy, mother even thought I would feed you took laxatives."

"Why do you throw up on laxatives?" Newt shrugged.

"She was probably just looking for an excuse to beat me up," Theseus said, shrugging. "Remember that conductor on the Knight Bus?"

"Remember, he was trying to sell me a bar of chocolate for ten Galleons," Newt recalled. "What happened? Did he become a pilot?"

"It did, but a few years ago, he was affected by the Saints' attacks on Gringotts."

"Huh? What's wrong with him?" Newt asked, "Didn't Grindelwald usually not attack ordinary wizards?"

"I don't know about that, and even if it's true, you can't guarantee that everyone under Grindelwald is Grindelwald," Theseus clenched his fists again, "he's just the one who got hurt It was a very ordinary one, but for him, this represented a sad death, and the current knight bus driver is his conductor, and there is a certain inheritance, isn't it?"

"Yes, it really has a degree of inheritance."

(End of this chapter)