My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 78 Suspension of Judgment

"I got it, as expected of you."

Tom didn't speak, just narrowed his eyes and looked at the battle situation in the distance. The subarctic coniferous forest that had grown hard for thousands of years was completely destroyed in just a few minutes. The coastline is still broken.

"Are you going to die today?" Tom was worried about people he didn't know, which wasn't his usual style.

"How can one fight without dying?" Nelson reluctantly looked at a green curse that shot at him, but struggled to dissipate in the air from a hundred meters away.

"Is this a war?" Tom put his hands behind him and shook his head. "There must be a reason for war, there must be some demands. What's the point of them attacking each other for no reason?"

"Blind people are good listeners." He gently waved his wand in the direction of the battle. It was a spell to increase hearing. After a while, he seemed to have heard a joke and laughed nervously, "It's fun, it's too fun. already."

"What did you hear?" Nelson asked worriedly.

"You may not believe it." Tom burst into tears, laughing, and he said intermittently, "Do you know what the Wizengamore sentence was for Dumbledore?"

"what?"

"He was ordered to make a public apology in the state media, stripped of his Merlin II badge, and temporarily suspended from Hogwart, for the ill effects he had caused by killing a Muggle using the Unforgivable Curse. He will teach until Hogwarts admits it."

"And then?" Nelson was a little curious about what punishment Wizengamore had imposed on Dumbledore.

"Nothing."

"what?"

"I mean, there's no more behind." Tom grinned into a big mocking smile, clapping and laughing, "Dumbledore felt that his sentence was too light, it was a blasphemy against life and the law, and The presiding judge, the old man surnamed Shafiq, insisted that his trial was based entirely on procedural justice and was a reasonable and legal result, and he came up with a bunch of case explanations."

"..."

"You know what?" Tom said, taking a deep look at Nelson, "Those who started the fight weren't trying to do anything to Dumbledore, they were attacking the Aurors of Wizengamore and defending Wizengamore. An authoritative wizard, and Dumbledore is standing in his trial seat and persuading the two sides to sit down and negotiate, it's magical."

"This is magic, Tom." Nelson didn't know what to say.

"You know what? The people who opposed giving Dumbledore a light sentence were the people who supported him the most - Muggle-born wizards like us," Tom laughed, "their leader now, a man named Nobby Lee Strange man, swearing at Hector Foley in the audience, I don't know how this glib Foley became Minister of Magic."

"Why? Is there any political appeal involved?"

"Wait a minute, I'll listen..." Tom listened intently, "Nobby Ritchie is a Muggle-born wizard who graduated from Hufflepuff three years ago and is now an assistant secretary in the Department of Legal Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic. Last month, they cooperated with Wizengamore in a homicide trial. A Muggle-born witch used a bat curse to kill him when he was domestically abused by a pure-blood husband. —— oh, the bat curse can kill people Yes - despite all the witnesses saying she suffered from chronic domestic violence, the Wizengamore judges didn't seem to care about this thread, they characterized it as a premeditated and vicious murder, and sent the witch yesterday In the hands of the Dementors of Azkaban."

"This..." Nelson also felt that this kind of punishment was actually unreasonable.

"Hahahaha, it's so interesting, I was so right when I learned this spell!" Tom's laughter grew louder and louder, and he said to Nelson with great joy, "A poor witch resists with a The little curse accidentally killed her pure-blood husband, and then paid the price with her life; and the famous Albus Dumbledore killed a Muggle with the Unforgivable Curse, and the final sentence was only to confiscate a badge? Although I also think that Muggle should be damned, but is the difference that big? I suddenly feel that Chamberlain's political level is really high, and these fools can't even do superficial work."

"Wizards are almost born with discrimination against Muggles." Nelson said pessimistically, "Even a Muggle-born wizard will have a sense of superiority to Muggles after coming into contact with the wizarding world, and its profoundness has long surpassed. Muggle racism, because wizards and Muggles can no longer be seen as a racial difference, even a species difference."

"Then I think I should give you a lesson first. Although the school has not yet started, as your teacher, I should make you understand that no matter what, you should not be indifferent to life." Tom vividly imitated Dumbledore's visit to the orphanage last year. Looking for his teachings from time to time, it seems that he was very impressed by this sentence, he showed a "Dumbledore-style kind smile" yin and yang, and said in a tone of appreciation, "This is not to be indifferent to life? ? Ancient Greece had to pay a fine for killing a slave? That's it, that's it?"

"The sentencing has been suspended. Wizengamore couldn't stand the pressure and announced the adjournment. Now there is a war outside the venue and a quarrel in the venue." Tom continued to explain, "Dumbledore has now become the target of public criticism, but he still said Don't say anything."

"This verdict is indeed unreasonable." Nelson frowned. "I think the Ministry of Magic and Wizengamore..."

"Boom--"

A huge explosion suddenly sounded centered on the Colosseum, and a violent, earth-shaking tremor affected the entire forest and coastline, and the smoke and dust rose into the sky, violently clashing with the stormy waves that were counterattacking by the ocean. .

"Stop the spell!" Tom covered his ears, waving his wand loudly.

Nelson helped him crouch down against the big rock on the edge of the cliff and asked nervously, "What's the matter with you?"

"The building has collapsed." Tom gasped, covering his ears, shouting to Nelson, "You! No! Do! And! Me! Speak! Talk! I! Listen! No! See!"

His yelling attracted several people who were chatting in the distance to look over. Seeing Tom squatting on the ground with a painful face, Zweig waved his wand from a distance, and Tom's expression softened a lot. Put down your hands covering your ears and shake your head.

"Are you okay?" Nelson rubbed the back of his head.

"It's all right." Tom shook his head. "Just a little tinnitus."

"Actually, Dumbledore can't be blamed for this conflict," Tom said in a rare and fair comment about Dumbledore. "The last thing I heard just now was that someone told Dumbledore to go away, and he said: 'If it's theirs Choose, I would like to be buried here'."

The smoke cleared, and Nelson saw the Colosseum with its columns collapsed in half. The seats on the stands were scattered all over the place. Without the shelter of the buildings, the wizards on both sides faced each other nervously. The battle was after a big explosion. It stopped eerily.

In the gap between the collapsed columns, Nelson saw that Dumbledore was still standing on the trial seat in the center of the venue. Looking at the empty seat of the presiding judge, he quietly waited for the final judgment without losing his demeanor.

"I don't think the judges at the Ministry of Magic and Wizengamore can judge fairly and justly, because they themselves are part of the two groups off the field." Nelson made a statement interrupted by the explosion.

"I think they're rotten, rigid, corrupt, and unreasonable." Tom put his foot on the stone beside him in disdain, spit his foot up, and said as a statesman, "they need the possibility It is no longer an improvement, but... but..."

He couldn't seem to think of a word to sum up his thoughts. Nelson suddenly saw Dumbledore standing in the middle of the Colosseum looking up and looking in his direction. He was about to call his teammates to run away, but he heard a voice behind him. sounded.

"It's a revolution."

Nelson and Tom turned their heads and saw Grindelwald standing behind them with the Elder Wand in his hands. The waves from the explosion lifted the corners of his crimson scarf and black trench coat. He bowed his head and rushed at Tom in admiration. Nodding his head, he turned his eyes back, staring closely at his old enemy, his fellow revolutionary, and his former best friend and lover.

"Andre, take them and White away." Grindelwald took a step towards the cliff without looking back. Nelson suddenly felt something bound his waist, and then he saw those ancient tree crowns Quickly swept forward under his feet, he was flying backwards away from here.

"What is Grindelwald doing here?" As soon as he landed, Nelson heard White's angry voice, which sounded extremely disrespectful to Grindelwald. "Is he preparing some evil plan to murder those innocent people?"

"Lord Grindelwald is here to help Dumbledore." Andre grabbed White's hand impatiently and disappeared.

"Is she really Grindelwald's subordinate? Or is it that everyone in Nurmengard is like this?" Tom asked in a low voice, leaning on Nelson's ear, "Won't Grindelwald kill her like this? ?"

"She's a little bit special." Nelson didn't know how to explain.

"Where are you going? I'll send you over there." Andre first led White's entourage in a dominant manner, and then appeared in front of the two of them, looking worriedly at the shock wave that was cutting down trees and spreading over the mountains.

"Anywhere?" Tom thought for a while. "Go to the hidden place. I want to go to Paris."

Nelson nodded, and Andre grabbed the arms of the two of them. Just before falling into darkness, Nelson saw the blazing fire over the forest and the black gauze flying around like a dragon in the flames, covering the entire area. Sky.

　Gone today.

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