My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 81 Newt Scamander
"I'm going to buy a ticket."

When the two walked back to the original intersection empty-handed, it was already time for the sun to set. The hidden place was not as brightly lit as the city of Paris, as long as the street lights dotted with stars dotted the silence of the night, the only exception was the intersection. The fancy big tent in the center, the light balls of various colors adorn every prominent point on the tent, and the colorful light strips decorate every prominent line on the tent.

"Fantastic animals you've never heard of! A special species you've never seen before! Come and enjoy the most wonderful freak show ever! Mocking and flogging those freaks, a whole new experience!" Tom read the poster in front of the tent door word by word. "Why do I feel like this doesn't feel like a serious show, and how do I feel like deja vu?"

"Of course you have a feeling of déjà vu." Nelson whispered in the queue. "You don't remember a different language? Arcanus wizards tour the circus?"

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

"Keep your voice down." Nelson warned in a low voice, "These circuses have never treated aliens as human beings, they must treat her as their private property, don't get caught in the circus before you kill Grindelwald. The regiment boss is done."

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 - this guest was wearing a dark turtleneck trench coat with a top of his head. With a clump of messy, chicken coop-like ginger hair, his face was firmly covered by a scarf, and he couldn't really see it, the only thing he could see was... His face was very long.

"The French allow this kind of circus to perform in their country?" Tom began to feel sick on a daily basis while listening to Nelson tell him about the circus's bad deeds, "Should we not go? Sounds disgusting. , I have to eat later...how do you know this?"

"Andre told me," continued Nelson, who had no interest in circuses, let alone violent and abusive performances, as he walked away from the queue, "according to him, this The owner of the family circus, Skander, is an abhorrent existence in the scum world. The atrocities of him and his circus are innumerable, and those bad deeds are difficult for even someone who has seen the big world to talk about. He said that Azkaban prisoners on death row would feel morally superior to him."

"Hiss—" Tom sucked in a breath, "I can't imagine there is such a dehumanized person."

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

The two suddenly lost their appetite to watch the show, and walked around the tent to the street to the south, where the hidden dining and entertainment shops were concentrated. Behind them, the long-faced wizard quietly followed.

"By the way, speaking of Nagini, I remembered that I forgot to mention last time, I saw Nagini in Jonas' place." Nelson rubbed Tom's shoulder with his elbow, "You put her down Is it there?"

"No, I just let her guard Jonas' tomb." Tom shook his head, "London is getting more and more chaotic now, although I don't think it is, but there is no one who can protect it..."

He didn't go on, but Nelson nodded, understanding what he meant. "I mean, aren't you afraid of starving her to death?"

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

"That's right, 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 wanted to eat in Norway, but I didn't. Thinking of eating French food in the end."

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

"Didn't he help Dumbledore?"

"Help him? Help him achieve his long-cherished wish to die calmly? Help him free from this painful world?" Tom asked, looking at Nelson who took out a small book of shorthand, "What are you doing?"

"I'm taking notes, Tom." Nelson closed the book. "These are wonderful sentences. I'm going to write them down and tell them to my enemies later."

"..." Tom rolled his eyes and turned his head to the side.

The two of them chatted and laughed along the way. There are many restaurants on this street, but most of them are overcrowded. Although Nelson understands that good restaurants generally have good dishes, he really doesn’t want to crowd around, so he has to keep walking inside. , soon reached the end of the street, there was no one on the road, the sun had completely set, and the street lights had not been repaired here, only the shaky flames and the faint moonlight of the small wall lamps on the signs of the hotels with poor business. Light up the ground, the moon is dark and the wind is high, it's a good weather to do bad things.

"Did you feel... a cat meowing?" Nelson drew his wand and illuminated the ground.

"Yes." Tom nodded. "There's a kitten following us. Do you want to catch it?"

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

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

"Breath of Dense." Nelson raised his wand above his head, and a wisp of white mist condensed at the tip of the wand and slowly drifted towards the follower, then spread out when it touched him, shrouding him and obscuring his vision. In the future, Nelson can relax and conjure up various projectiles and throw them into the smoke.

"You or you, isn't this fog magic? Did you do all the fog on the train before?" Tom was busy reinforcing his barrier spell. Unlike Nelson, he felt the overwhelming impact of the fog, and his forehead oozes. Sweaty, but seeing Nelson's calm look, he even turned his head and asked, "What kind of spell is this? Why does it sound weird?"

"Uh... Actually, this magic does not require a spell. Do you think this spell is not good? I can change it."

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

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

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

Nelson and Tom took a step back and quickly cast the Iron Armor on themselves. Tom looked at Nelson worriedly, 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 dissipated immediately, revealing the man inside who took off the scarf-his face was really long.

"You know it? It's great." The man took off a piece of the net bag from above his head, it quickly turned into fine stone powder and dissipated in the air, "The person who likes magical animals must not be a bad person, I'm Newt S. Camander, I just heard the news from Nagini, I couldn't help chasing after him, sorry for the trouble."

Although he has a long face, he is tall and straight, and looks very coordinated. Although he looks a little disgraced, his apology is still polite and graceful. Although there is some logic in "people who like magical animals must not be bad people" Strange, but I have to admit, a charming man.

"Newt Scamander?" Tom seemed, suddenly raising his head, "You are the Newt Scamander from Hufflepuff? The wizard who caught Grindelwald?"

"I don't know if I can still be called a Hufflepuff," Newt said humbly, shaking his head awkwardly, "but I did read in Hufflepuff before, grabbing Grindelwald. It wasn't my fault alone, and he ran away in the end."

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

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

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

"Haha." Newt smiled dryly. "You guys are so tall, and you look very young when you look closer. I heard you were looking for a restaurant. I'll invite you to dinner as an apology. After all, I've been following 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 shopkeeper who had just performed the light speed probe introduced the three of them in fear and sincerity, and they chatted while eating.

"So she's completely snake-like?" Newt stared at the cup on the table in a daze, and he looked several years older when he heard the ending of the old man.

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

"Good boy." Newt patted Tom's shoulder hard.

　Two more today.

　　There is a Hogwarts in front of the title of the book, and if it is true, there is no excuse.

　　New Year's Day on the shelves...Thank you for your support, please recommend, comment and collect.

　　


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