My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 88 Krakow
Since the German Blitzkrieg surprise attack on September 17, the German army has steadily penetrated into the entire territory of Poland. Except for NO. The army did not encounter any effective resistance in Poland. Although Piłsudski had acquired a well-equipped German armorer for his country in the past ten years by holding his thighs, its combat effectiveness was comparable to that of the same equipment. The gap between the enemy forces was too large, which eventually became the supply of the German advancing front.

At present, the German army on the front line is marching towards Warsaw with the supplies captured from the Polish army. This country, which has been fighting with Germany in the past few years, is in a desperate situation of subjugation and genocide.It can also be said that the Polish people are living in dire straits. The loyal and righteous people among the people are full of righteous indignation, but they have nowhere to take effect, because they can't find their own government. Unfortunately, Poland does not have the "strongest army in Europe". With such a powerful combat power, it is impossible to talk about the epic tactic of rehearsing the Dunkirk evacuation to preserve the living force.

The slider on the hub of the train made a sound of "what's more", and in the early morning of the third day of the train, it finally approached the destination of the trip——

Krakow, an important industrial city in southern Poland, the geographical center of the European continent, and one of the oldest cities in Europe, was used as the capital of Poland from 700 AD to the end of the sixteenth century. Even today, it is extremely important Industrial city and transportation hub——Because of its geographically important position, this city has been ravaged by wars throughout the ages, but it can always stand tall on the European continent.

At present, as the capital of the German occupation area, the largest number of combat troops and construction corps are stationed here. All kinds of military buildings full of political symbols have sprung up like mushrooms after the rain. Small camps are being built around a town called Auschwitz-Birkenau.

The train crossed the bridge across the Vistula, and the first rays of sunlight were coming towards Nelson from the top of the distant hill, trying to clear the shadows from the train, but it clearly failed, and Nelson was holding The toothbrush was standing in front of the dressing table in the bathroom, pounding his back molars with sleepy eyes, and suddenly his whole body jolted, and a bone-chilling chill hit him.

"His-" He woke up immediately, it seemed that he was pounding too hard, and the right gum was smashed.

"Heal quickly." White's voice came from behind Nelson, he felt a fresh breath in his mouth, and the wound seemed to heal. He turned around and saw White, who was holding his chicken coop head, was putting away his wand. He also had a toothbrush in his mouth and looked like he was lining up. Seeing Nelson looking at her, White took the toothbrush away and asked, "Do you know what Poland is rich in? I want to bring a present to Barry."

"Centre?"

"what?"

"No, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue." Nelson turned around and spit out the last mouthwash, cleaned his teeth and the water cup, and turned around and said seriously, "Amber is the specialty of Poland, and besides that, the specialty here is Germany. "

"I'll bring him a gun inlaid with amber, so that he won't be caught by Muggles again." White walked sideways to the dresser, as if moving a house, took out a pile of bottles and jars from his pocket, in order from small to large I went to the stage and said, "How are you? Can you move your seat? I'm fed up with the food on the train. When I woke up this morning, I felt the smell of sauerkraut in my mouth."

"You've never seen anything worse." Nelson leaned against the mirror outside the bathroom, shrugged, and suggested, "There's no need for guns, you probably don't know about Muggle weapons, and firearms can go off the rails. You can buy him an amber trinket...just a cane, I don't want the same thing as a married man."

"What married man?" White's ears were a little red, her tone sounded a little exasperated, waving her sleeves, the bathroom door slammed shut in front of Nelson, and a faint voice came from inside, "Engagement, engagement thing , can you be called married?"

"Then what about divorce, or widowhood?" Andrei put on his pajamas and jacket, pushed open the door of the room with a glass of water and walked out. Hearing the conversation between the two, he interjected playfully.

"That's even worse! You old widower!" The bathroom door bounced open again, and White protruded out angrily and cursed.

"Look, she's in a hurry." Andre spread his hands and yawned, "Morning, Nelson, why is your relationship with her so good all of a sudden?"

"Maybe it's because we have the same enemy." Nelson spread his hands like him, then pushed open the door of his room and walked in, "Good morning, I'm going to change."

"Who isn't?" Andre said weakly outside the door, "Life will always be our enemy. By the way, you pack up and salute by the way. After dinner, it will be there in an hour."

……

The train passed through bare fields and burning villages. Along the way, neatly dressed German soldiers were escorting the displaced Polish people. Nelson sat at the dining table, looking out the window at the scorched earth that had been devastated by the continuous war. Gradually lose the taste.

The tragic situation around him was constantly introduced into his eyes, and his ears were also whistling with strange sounds that sounded like wind but not like wind, which made the atmosphere at the dining table depressed.

Zweig sat quietly at the dining table, with his hands folded on his lap, refusing to eat or drink like an ascetic.

"Ahem," he cleared his throat when he found the atmosphere around him a little dull, "why don't you talk? Since we're on the train, I'll tell you a joke about the train, there's a train bound for Siberia... "

"?" A tuft of hair on top of Nelson's head gradually curved into a question mark, his eyes widened, "How could you..."

"I always will," Zweig said slowly in his characteristic low voice, ignoring the astonished glances Andre and White gave him, "and I love your jokes, I think they're better than I've ever heard. A lot of jokes are much better."

"Ding dong—" The doorbell of the carriage rang suddenly, and someone shouted from outside, "Several officers, they will be arriving soon."

"Okay!" Andre shouted out the door, then got up and picked up his coat from the coat rack and put it on his arm, patted Nelson on the shoulder, "Let's go."

The train stops outside the old town of Krakow. The popularity here is in stark contrast to the station in Berlin. There is no passenger on the platform, only a soldier in a German uniform leaning against the pillar with a gun in distress. After taking a nap, hearing the whistle, he quickly stood up and saluted, but almost fell.

"Hooray!" He raised his right arm and stood beside the crowd that filed out, like a sculpture with poor technique.

Directly opposite this station is the Florian City Gate, built in the early fourteenth century. On both sides of the dark and tall city wall are two small city towers with golden statues. The city walls are painted with colorful pictures. Layer upon layer, this modern child's graffiti may be the brushstroke of a down-to-earth painter a hundred years ago.

The city walls and gates basically have no defensive function in modern warfare, but more than 700 years ago, the clang of swords and swords may be heard here, and the inspiring speech of a certain leader may be echoed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, get in the car." The military policeman at the beginning caught up and led the crowd to the two old-fashioned cars that were waiting here early.

Nelson has no intention of appreciating the exotic scenery around. This kind of old-fashioned car driving on the old gravel road can only be described in two words - bumpy, Nelson just felt nauseous, he raised his head and felt that there were birds spinning above his head .The car drove slowly, passing through the military restricted areas, and heading towards the depths of the hills outside the city.

"Where are we going?" Resisting the desire to vomit, Nelson covered his mouth and said to Andre.

"In there, that wild wizard lives in the mountains." Andre said, and suddenly covered his mouth again, shaking his head, indicating that he didn't want to talk anymore.

After driving for about two hours, the two cars finally drove to the depths of this hill, passing through a lush forest, and Nelson saw a huge shadow covering the sky-a tall and dilapidated castle.

The old castle looks abandoned for a long time, and it has been abandoned for a long time. This castle once belonged to the Kujavia family, and this family that once ruled Poland has long disappeared in the long river of history. The maintenance of the castle in the deep mountains is expensive. , gradually became uninterested, so that it is difficult to verify who the current owner is.

The roof of the old castle is overgrown with grass, and some of the walls have collapsed. The heavy stone walls are covered with cracks that ivy has dug for hundreds of years. Moss and some vines are clinging there, and the surrounding windows are either broken. , or the painting was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the original color could not be seen, only a high-rise building connected to the castle theme was replaced with a new transparent glass, and the garden downstairs was also cultivated into fertile land. Planting flowers and some vegetables.

Nelson stepped on the shadows and felt a swish of cold wind blowing from above his head. He raised his neck and saw that at the top of the castle's tallest spire, entrenched a green dragon with outstretched wings. , covering the sky and the sun, sending out a deafening shriek.The dragon's roar shattered the clouds above his head, and Nelson felt his eardrums hum, and he understood what the unpleasant sound he heard on the train was.

The dragon bent his knees slightly, tightened his wings, and the light under his feet condensed. A huge blue magic circle slowly formed as the claws tightened, then suddenly expanded, and quickly selected, Nelson rubbed his eyes, the dragon had disappeared, and then Only then did he hear the sound of it flying away.

"Is this a dragon?" Nelson sighed, putting his hand over his ear.

"No, it's not." Andre frowned, this mission seemed to be much more difficult than expected, "This thing is not a dragon at all."

　It is not very sure who is in the hands of Krakow during this period. It should be Germany, after all, it is almost October.If there is any error, it will be revised later, but it has all passed through, and the time line is wrong for a few days.

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