My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 455 A lot of wizards
"Is there anything new around you recently?"

Early the next morning, Nelson sat in the restaurant downstairs and asked with a smile to the waiter who had finished ordering.

"Are you here to visit the Expo, sir?"

"That's right," Nelson nodded, "But there are still a few days before the exhibition, and I just want to go shopping around Paris, but there are so many beautiful places here that I am confused."

"You are so fluent in French, have you been here before?" the waiter asked curiously, inserting the menu into his apron.

"I've been here for a while, and I've been to all the famous attractions."

"Well, sir, there is a play of Notre Dame de Paris at the Paris Grand Theater tonight, you can go and see it," the waiter tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said, "You may have heard that there is a famous sculpture next to the theater." , you can go and have a look after a while."

"Oh? Are you looking for Pythia?" Tom, who came down the stairs and came late, walked into the restaurant, sat opposite Nelson, ignored Nelson's expression of resistance, and asked curiously, "Why? Hot."

"It's because of the popularity, sir," the waiter shook his head, with a trace of fear in his eyes, "Since you know this work, I won't introduce too much, it's been weird recently, sir, there are a lot of weird people in strange clothes Haunting that alley, they may be fans of Mr. Dumbledore and Mr. Grindelwald. The thoughts and behaviors of this kind of performance artists are beyond the comprehension of most of us..."

"Can you talk about it?" Tom became interested.

"Last week, some children from the surrounding shops saw that there were many people there, so they went to play in the alley, but they disappeared strangely, and they didn't return home until yesterday. The people in those shops were going crazy. Even called the police, but the police only cared about serving the lawless tourists from outside... Sorry, sir, I didn’t mean to offend you,” the waiter looked nervously at Tom, who nodded After indicating that he didn't care, he continued, "They don't even remember what happened in the week they disappeared, they just said strange things like they were insane."

"What strange words?"

"..." The waiter lowered his head, glanced at the surrounding environment with the corner of his eyes, lowered his voice, and said in a trembling voice, "They said that they were captured by witchcraft, and that the statue was alive. Behind the statue is a world full of witchcraft...the priest of Notre Dame Church went to exorcise them, but it didn't work."

He couldn't help shaking. It seemed that besides these words, those lost children had made some shocking speeches. Tom and Nelson looked at each other and nodded.

The waiter didn't notice the slightly strange reaction of the two of them, and sincerely persuaded: "Gentlemen, that must be the magic method used by those weird people gathered there, there are even gypsies there, I heard that they A kind of hallucinogenic drug will be used to abduct children, they may just run out of luck, people with status like you, it’s better not to set foot in dangerous places, and it’s not too late to visit after the World Expo starts for a while.”

"Thank you," Nelson nodded with a smile, and handed him a large bill. "Could you please help us buy two front row tickets? I'm quite interested in the Notre Dame de Paris show, and the rest It's your tip."

"To your room with this gentleman?"

"Send it to me together." Nelson waved his hand, and the waiter bowed slightly, turned and left.

"It seems that some guys are not safe." After he left for a certain distance, Tom raised his eyebrows and said, "This way of abducting children, I thought Second Salem had made a comeback again."

"Maybe they just saw wizards entering the hiding place with the help of sculptures, and maybe they followed suit." Nelson looked out the window. In the early morning, the streets were already crowded with pedestrians, but there were fewer French faces, and they were all tourists who found everything new. "It stands to reason that at such a time when wizards gather, the French Ministry of Magic should send someone to expel Muggles." That's right, it's much cheaper than having the memory write-off office squatting over there."

"Maybe the French just don't believe in evil." Tom shrugged. "Shall we go over there and see?"

"I have to go to the venue of the Wizarding World Expo, and I will pass by there," Nelson took out a well-printed World Expo brochure from his pocket, and tapped its cover with the magic wand in his cuff. The content in the room melted away as if stained by water, and recondensed into words that only wizards could read. He quickly flipped through the first few pages, raised his head, and said suspiciously, "It says in the brochure that all places that wizards frequent , they all cast the Muggle Repelling Charm, it is impossible to forget the important place like the entrance to the hidden place alone."

"Maybe it's just the French who are carrying forward their traditions," Tom shrugged, and the waiter carrying the dishes was already approaching them with a tray. Out of respect for the law of secrecy, he changed the subject, "You just ordered What?"

"I ordered snail sashimi for you," Nelson said helplessly before Tom raised his eyebrows, spreading his hands. "If you can wake up a little earlier, you will know what to eat in the morning."

"Why do we have to get up early during the holidays?" Tom asked confidently, "If someone can go to bed late, why can't that person be me?"

"I'll give you some sashimi tomorrow."

"Sorry, sir, our restaurant doesn't serve this kind of dish."

Seeing Nelson's helpless expression, Tom cheerfully took the plate he was handed over.

……

After a full meal, the two left the restaurant downstairs of the hotel and wandered in the direction of the Grand Theatre.

"Is there any way I can get a menu of French desserts that a house-elf at school will accidentally pick up and get interested in?"

"You can just go to the Hufflepuffs downstairs in the kitchen and tell them what you want to eat."

"There would be no surprises then, would there be?"

"Speaking of surprises—"

"boom!"

Before Nelson could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by surprise on his face. A short guy who walked without looking ahead ran from the front and bumped into his waist.

The passers-by turned their heads and looked back from time to time, as if someone was chasing him. He thought he could escape by getting into the crowd, but who would have thought that Nelson, who was hit by the strong, remained motionless, but he was the one who was hit by the bullet? The momentum of the return was overturned, and he sat down on the cold ground. He lowered the brim of his hat to cover his face, and quickly got up from the ground without even looking at Nelson. He squeezed past him and accelerated his speed. ran away.

"This gives me a familiar feeling." Tom, who had witnessed the whole process, stood aside and raised his eyebrows, "I guess there should be an extra wallet in your pocket that doesn't belong to you."

"You guessed wrong," Nelson shook his head. "He doesn't have a big bag in his pocket, but such a thief does remind me of Christian."

"Did he really steal it?"

"Good trick," Nelson turned his head and looked back. The thief who bumped into him had disappeared into the crowd. He looked at Tom again and asked, "Wizard?"

"Muggle," Tom shook his head, "maybe it's just like what you said, the pure technique is good, but the law and order here is really bad, isn't this the city center?"

"Probably." Nelson shrugged, noncommittal.

Immediately afterwards, the crowd in front of them was roughly separated by a group of people. The leader was the man in a suit in the entourage of "Napoleon" that Nelson saw yesterday.

He pushed aside the crowd, ignoring the disgusted expressions of the people around him, and made way for the wizard behind him.

It was the "Napoleon" who slowly walked out of the crowd. He seemed to have listened to Nelson's suggestion and changed into a fairly normal attire. The transvestite has turned into a recovering person with some minor mental illnesses. The gold necklace with a large gemstone like a dog chain around his neck further highlights his extraordinary temperament.

He noticed Nelson and Tom in front of him at a glance, and realized that this was the wizard who criticized his clothes yesterday, so he said unceremoniously in French: "You guys, did you see the thief just now?"

His way of speaking was very similar to the language magic that Nelson bought at the beginning. The two didn't pay attention to this rude guy, just chatting to themselves.

"Why didn't you stop him when you saw him?" Seeing their reaction, the wizard realized that they should have encountered it before, "That's a thief! In my territory, you are such a lawless guy. To be beheaded!"

"Is this another idiot who came out of that antique treasure land?" Tom sneered at Nelson, controlling his voice to a level just enough for the wizard to hear, "Sounds like a little leader?"

"you--"

"There are some wizard earth kings in Latin America, Australia, and Africa. Judging from his appearance, he should be from Australia." Nelson glanced at the wizard and said coldly, "If you continue to chase now, you may still be able to catch them." He, but if you are still entangled here... it seems that you are still a king? I don't mind teaching you the truth that a weak country has no diplomacy."

Just as the wizard was about to shout, he was stopped by the accompanying man in a suit. He protected the earth king behind him, and cast a pleading look at Nelson, obviously recognizing who the person in front of him was. Nelson raised his chin at him , nodded slightly, bypassing the furious Tu Wang, without even looking at him.

"That's right, if you did something just now, it would have violated the confidentiality law." After walking through this block, Tom suddenly remembered, smashed his palms, and said regretfully, "We should find a place where there are no people, and we can ask for it later." ransom--"

"Can't you think of a business that's not so out of the ordinary?" Nelson looked around, walked across the street and came to the entrance of the hideout, as the waiter in the restaurant said, there are strange clothes everywhere It makes the Muggles mixed in seem a little abnormal. These Muggles just proved another thing-there is no Muggle expulsion spell here. Nelson saw several people in civilian clothes wearing French The wizard with the badge of the Ministry of Magic should be the Aurors and amnestics stationed here, "It's also for making money, but that person's methods are much better than yours."

"What do you mean?" asked Tom. "Who?"

"That's the most normal person. He's a liar. I'm afraid he didn't come out this time to visit the World Expo, but he came here to make a fool of himself," Nelson said with a smile. Is the pendant on the neck? It was made with a spell, a very clever transfiguration technique, and this World Expo has indeed attracted a lot of interesting people."

"But how do you know it's a liar?"

"Of course it's because..." Nelson thought for a while, but couldn't make up a good reason, so he handed Tom the World Expo brochure he was reading this morning, "This book records some famous and dangerous people. Of course, they Just carrying some crimes such as fraud, stealing or other wizarding laws that will not be severely punished, the French Ministry of Magic is unable to control these guys, so they have to print them out to let tourists take care of their wallets. Of course, some people like themselves jumped on it Guy, it's only a matter of time before he gets cheated."

"They're pretty sweet."

Tom raised his head and looked forward. Behind the Paris Opera House, a building he had never seen before was reflecting colorful lights in the sun.

It is a narrow and tall building, which looks like a water tower. Its narrowness is only due to its relative height. Compared with the surrounding buildings, it is also wide and mighty. The whole body is made of steel painted with white, blue and red paint. It is built to expose the structure of the building unreservedly. These steel materials are not uniform, and some have obvious shapes of gun barrels, gun mounts or rails. In the introduction of the brochure, visitors can learn that, The main building of the World Expo was disassembled and assembled from the weapons seized by France in the war, while the masonry structures for tourists to visit were wrapped and protected by these gun mounts.

The area between the building and the Grand Theater is an open space with various simple exhibition areas and trails. It used to be a barracks cleared by the German garrison. Vehicles looking at building materials and exhibits were busy coming in and out, and Nelson even saw a lot of eye-catching machines, such as highly completed assembly line parts, which are no different from future development trends, such as comfortable machines. Small cars, beautiful appearance and those iron bumps running on the street are in stark contrast.

Nelson knew that at this moment, the streets of the hidden place were also being transported in full swing. He walked towards the sculpture of Pythia and headed for the long-awaited hidden place.

"Want to play with me?" A hoarse whisper came from his ear. A crooked old witch was holding an apple, tempting the Muggle children playing around like in a fairy tale. Nelson didn't Don't mind, because he noticed that the Aurors stationed here had already approached her from all directions.

Wizards wearing special costumes from all over the world mixed with Muggles who strayed in, chatting freely, Aurors were chasing prisoners around them, and Muggle vendors were pulling small carts to sell their products. The Muggles and wizards who got together were having a conversation that didn't match the lips of the donkey... Such a special scene may have never appeared in this world.

(End of this chapter)