My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 351
"Two dark wizards! Please land on the ground immediately and be checked!" The leading wizard shouted at the two, "Please hand over your wand immediately and be checked!"

"Interesting." Tom looked at the wizard and chuckled, "How did you know that we are dark wizards? I remember that I have never used black magic before."

"Strong words and unreasonable words! Resist in the corner!"

The wizard buttoned Tom's hat in a spirited manner, looking very skilled in his business, and the four wizards behind him were slowly approaching on broomsticks. They hovered in a position where they could take care of each other, and the first two blocked Staying in the direction Nelson and Tom were heading, the latter two were holding up their wands to seal off the apparition in this airspace.

"Are you Aurors of the Magical Congress of America?"

After escaping the spell, Nelson did not move extra. He stood quietly in the air and asked the leading wizard.

But he didn't answer Nelson's question directly. He just repeated the words of disarming and surrendering. With Tina's Exhortor pinned around their waists, their Auror identities are already on the horizon.

But even in the air, even facing twice as many enemies as their own, Nelson and Tom didn't worry too much. Tom even asked jokingly, "Are you judging the identity of a dark wizard based on my color? Do you want to?" If I wear a red dress and dye my hair red, can I pretend to be an American wizard?"

"You still have five seconds! Hand over your wand and cooperate with the inspection!"

The leading wizard said forcefully, and the three pointed their wands at Nelson and Tom, their lips trembling slightly, as if they were accumulating magic.

"You're really dishonest." Nelson laughed. "It's obvious that the Anti-Apparition Curse will be cast successfully in three seconds, so I have to say five seconds."

"Don't worry, though," said Tom leisurely, crossing his arms over his chest. "We haven't learned to Apparate yet."

Through the black crystal mask, their voices showed a gritty roughness, which really sounded like the speaking style of the dark wizard in the story, and Tom, who was surrounded by smoke, looked extremely evil, as if the next second Some powerful black magic is about to be used.

Compared with them, the five embarrassed Aurors who came to obstruct the investigation looked like decent people.

"Slow down, I want to determine their identities."

Nelson whispered to Tom. As soon as the words fell, the surrounding space suddenly suffocated. The clouds shook, and a spherical area was faintly cut. The two wizards behind put down their wands, and the anti-apparition spell had been cast.

"No problem, no problem."

Tom lazily said that even though Aurors are often the elite of wizards, they are too slow and too stupid in the air for someone like him who can easily fly without tools, so he quickly pulled out his hand, At the moment when none of the five wizards could react, a cold light flashed over the head of one of them, and instantly penetrated behind him.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking wind came long after the light faded.

Hearing the strange movement, the leading wizard turned his head and looked behind him, only to see the one at the back with a surprised face. They froze in the air for a while, and the wizard at the end of the line even wiped his forehead with his hand, and then raised his palm in front of his face , did not see blood stains, he just wanted to tell the leader that the other party's wizard made a magic mistake, but found that the four people looking at him all showed astonished expressions.

"What... what's wrong?"

He was still in a daze, and suddenly, he felt his center of gravity suddenly drop!
The wizard riding on the bare pole fell into the cloud beneath his feet before he could even make a scream, and smashed an abstract hole like a skewer in the cloud that was shining with lightning, and the scattered broom heads were floating in the air one by one. , flew away under the action of the airflow, Tom stretched out his hand to hold a straw, and held it in front of him to observe carefully.

"The Magical Congress of America is very rich. The latest silver arrows cost a hundred Galleons for second-hand ones."

The leading wizard turned his head, his face livid, and stared at Tom, while another wizard who had previously cast the Apparating Blockade quickly plunged into the clouds to find his fallen companion.

"You are so cruel...I am now convinced that you are dark wizards." The leading wizard gritted his teeth and said, "You will be executed!"

"That's right." Tom didn't even pay attention to him, but just said to Nelson, "Their Apparation counter-curse is not the kind that needs to be maintained. It seems that the spell has been learned well."

"You have to believe in the teaching level of Ilvermorny," Nelson said. "They are not inferior to us in Durmstrang."

"A German wizard?" The wizard became nervous, raised his broom, and formed a triangular array with his subordinates who were quickly pressing forward. The German wizard's enthusiasm for black magic made him raise the [-]-point point. Vigilant, with one hand behind his back, he gestured to his two subordinates.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Karkaroff, and the gentleman who looks like a dark wizard is called Chamberlain."

Nelson said with a smile, it's a pity that the other party couldn't see the smiling face under his mask, and what the Auror didn't know was that his gestures had been clearly seen by the mayflies hiding in the clouds, and the meaning of the gestures was very simple , Tina once shared these unclassified contents with Nelson at the dinner table - the use of high-power spells is allowed, and live capture is not required.

It has to be said that in some respects, the American Aurors are much more pragmatic than the British "teachers of benevolence and righteousness".

"What are you doing here?" The wizard tried to delay the time with words as much as possible. The five people above the clouds seemed to be on an outing or a meeting.

"You haven't told us your name yet."

"Guy." He replied solemnly, "Remember, the person who captured you is called Guy."

"Oh, we do have a request from you," Nelson nodded, "Can you tell us about the deployment of Second Salem, and why the American Aurors block the way to this famous anti-wizard organization?" On the road? How deep is your cooperation with Second Salem?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

"There is no such person, it's a fake name." At the same time, Nelson quickly passed the list of American Aurors collected by Nurmengard in his mind, and said softly to Tom, "It seems that they don't want to say anything, that is to say, Eighty percent have no reinforcements."

"Why do you like to play some intrigue games with these people so much." Tom felt a little bored, "Why don't you just disarm and arrest them?"

Seeing Nelson and Tom chatting on their own, Guy was not annoyed, on the contrary, he was a little thankful.

Tom knocked down his subordinates so fast that he couldn't react at all. They wasted time and gave himself a chance instead. After all, the magic should be ready.

He raised his spirits, held the broom tightly, stared at the two intruders in front of him, and made up his mind that he must not let them go!
Under the gust of wind, the clouds under his feet were slowly spreading upwards, wisps of cloud smoke obscured his vision, he felt his five senses become dull, and his hands became numb due to the low temperature at high altitude, but he He could only hold the broom and confront the enemy, for fear that they would interrupt his subordinates' spellcasting. Although the figures of his subordinates below were almost completely swallowed by the clouds, this gave them a chance to brew magic. The corners of his mouth curled up a little The perceived smile, even the weather is helping me.

There was a burst of beeping that was imperceptible to the human ear and then quickly fell silent. Guy stared at the two talking and laughing opposite him, not even noticing that the sky had turned white like clouds, nor did he notice his sense of time. Already cluttered with slow and fast clouds.

Suddenly, Nelson in front of him flickered like a phantom made of clouds and mist. Guy blinked, and Nelson was still standing on the silver metal plate, no different from before.

But he was sure that the person in front of him must have made some movement just now, so he shouted loudly, but the shout was a bit too weak for the sky: "Karkaroff, what the hell are you doing!"

"It's nothing."

Nelson smiled, and then Guy noticed a black shadow covered by clouds and mist that suddenly appeared behind the metal plate. He took a closer look, and it seemed to be a person.

Guy blinked again, the figure was somewhat familiar, he turned his head suddenly, and looked down, one of his subordinates was still there, but on the other side, a lonely broomstick was slowly falling because it lost its owner cloud.

"When did you—"

Before he could turn his head, he felt something sharp like a wand pressing against his throat, his eyes slowly rolled down, and Tom's hand holding the wand came into view.

"Don't worry, calm down...Are you going to use thunderstorms?" Nelson's voice sounded from behind, "Although your tactics are very strict, but Mr. Guy, this is already the air combat tactic of the Magical Congress of the United States 30 years ago. , As far as I know, the Silver Arrow series of flying broomsticks is different from the meteor model equipped in your previous tactical manual, and there are some runes in its connection that use a lot of metal materials, I am saving your life."

"how do you know……"

"It's been a long time since you have fought wizards in the air, and even the Thunderbirds that you often face have turned into a natural disaster that hasn't happened for a long time because of the existence of Newt Scamander," Nelson said. Shaking his head, "Otherwise, you should know that the Silver Arrow may be suitable for dexterous movements in Quidditch, but it is not suitable for high-altitude combat - it has neither the ability to run long distances, nor is it easily struck by lightning. "

Listening to Nelson's detailed account of their predetermined tactics, and his familiarity with the tactical loopholes even surpassed his own, Guy's heart sank. In fact, their team also had two wizards who provided fire cover, It's just that those two people disappeared at the beginning, and the Auror's tactical manual will not be released to the public. Thinking of this, he became more and more anxious.

Guy wanted to run away, but as soon as he raised his wand, he understood why the two men had to stay in the air until the Apparation blockade was over.

"Damn!"

He squeezed the broom tightly and cursed secretly.

"boom!"

The sound of thunder sounded obliquely below him, and the subordinates who needed to cooperate with the thunderstorm had lost their minds by their uncontrollable magic after suddenly losing their helpers.

"I'm still curious why the American wizard who has the most tense relationship with Muggles is willing to be a lackey of Muggles?"

Nelson snapped his fingers and lightly waved his magic wand. An increasingly loud buzzing sound came from the clouds. Soon, three limp figures came out of the clouds suspended by a few mayflies. And became drenched all over, much more desolate than the distressed appearance when he first saw him, being hung in front of Guy by mayflies, just like meat for sale on iron hooks in the market.

"I do not know what you're talking about!"

"The mouth is really hard, but the hands are too soft." Tom put down his wand in boredom, and shook his head in disappointment. "I should have looked for you on the ground. I didn't even break a sweat."

Feeling the disappearance of the magic wand in his throat, Guy stared stiffly at the last subordinate who was still surrounded by the lightning he summoned, gritted his teeth, held the broom tightly, and after saying sorry in his heart, he turned the broom around Head, plunged into the cloud.

The two wizards didn't come after them, and they couldn't seem to lock themselves in the thick clouds!
Guy felt a little joy in his heart, and accelerated to the northeast direction. As long as he could escape the range of the Apparition Blockade Curse, he could lead someone to kill a carbine—but before that, he hoped that his four colleagues could hold on. .

He must report this news to the Magic Congress and the garrison not far away. Two dark wizards from Germany have invaded the United States. Grindelwald still has not given up his ambition!
"Do you want to chase?" Tom floated in the air, looking at Guy who was slowly flying to the northeast, and said, "As you thought, he really flew in the direction of Salem."

Guy didn't even notice that he had been cast with the Stasis Curse. His thinking was as slow as his frozen body, and he almost lost his sense of time. The speed he thought he was flying was actually not much faster than Nelson riding a broom—if Nelson If you can fly on a broomstick.

"No, I sent Mayfly to follow him." Nelson shook his head. "Let's see where he goes, but don't worry, as long as Mayfly follows, he will never be able to Apparate."

"You're really wicked." Tom said disgustedly, "I think you should predict that you will become the Dark Lord. Is this kind of cat-and-mouse game interesting?"

"Don't let him believe that he escaped successfully, how can he lead us to find what we want?" Nelson shrugged, "Although the guys who were caught by the mayflies just now have explained a lot, but their rank is a little lower Son."

"So the wizards of America really hooked up with Second Salem?"

"This is the strangest part." Nelson shook his head. "This Guy's reaction is also very strange. Just for a moment, I pulled him closer to the Misty Illusion. He doesn't seem to know much, but luckily I collected it. Their battle data is actually the same as in the intelligence, they are still using old things from decades ago, Muggle fighter jets are flying faster than them, so there is no sense of urgency at all."

"Are you going to bombard the Magical Congress of America?" Tom squinted at him.

"Not really, but I reckon we might be wanted like Newt."

"What was that feeling like?"

"I don't know, maybe it's similar to a chocolate frog card." Nelson shrugged, "And what Chamberlain and Karkaroff did have anything to do with us?"

(End of this chapter)