My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 483

"Stop it, it's over here."

Grindelwald looked at the crowd who were already battling together and couldn't be separated from each other. He sighed softly. He raised his voice, and his orders to the saints drifted in all directions with the swaying of Voldebat.

"Yes," the two parties who were fighting stopped the magic in their hands, looking at the already devastated and messy hiding place, the same thought came to their hearts, "Our plans are all successful, Now that the magic world has been exposed, why should we fight with the opposite person?"

For most people, taking one step at a time is the normal plan of life. As for the following things, it is the right way to leave it to those who are more thoughtful.

But judging from the current situation, apart from the wizards who were blocked from the battlefield and did not express their views, there were obviously more people on Nelson's side.

Tom looked up and gave Grindelwald a provocative smile.

"Look, Grindelwald, people make their choices."

"Scattered soldiers, rabble, you really like to pick up trash... What's more, blind advocacy will only build castles in the air with only words," Grindelwald said with a determined smile on his face, "In the end, it will be power that will drive people And interest, I was once an idealist like you, but soon, you will see the cruelty of this world, Tom Marvolo Riddle, what you sprinkled on the world is not the key to open a new era, It is the poison that destroys the fragile order. I am also somewhat interested in you now. I believe that in the near future, after tasting the frustration with your own mouth, you will join my account and use your talents together for a greater good. and strength."

The voices of Tom and Grindelwald are so soft that people around them can hardly hear their voices, but their conversations floated into each other's ears completely, and a fierce battle between words began.

"It's normal for you to think so. After all, people only see what they want to see and understand what they can understand," Tom didn't speak tactfully like Nelson, even when facing Grindelwald, he would Unable to curb his unkind nature, "For the greater good, does this sentence still lack an attributive that only you know?"

"It's really eloquent," Grindelwald laughed, "You will see the reality."

……

A middle-aged female Auror wearing the badge of the French Ministry of Magic stood blankly in the crowd, listening to two people who had almost nothing to do with France discuss the fate of wizards and Muggles in this country, it was really immersive Felt how the Muggles of this country felt not too long ago.

Those words that are closely related to her entered from her left ear, and then ran out of her right ear.

"Why France?" She stood there in a daze, raised her head, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the motley crowd opposite, "Why are you here?!"

Among the crowd, a middle-aged witch who looks exactly like her but plump is having a heated conversation with a foreign wizard beside her. Unseen face, angry from the heart, angrily pushed away the crowd, angrily walked in her direction.

"Hey! Ma'am," a smiling wizard stood in front of her, wiped the dust off his face with his sleeve, and said politely, "Didn't you hear what Lord Grindelwald said? It's over, don't No more trouble, the pair—”

"Get out of the way! This is France!" The female Auror pushed away the man blocking the way, "Do I have to get the consent of a dark wizard to say a few words to my sister?!"

The wizard was pushed aside, raised his eyebrows, surprised that this witch who had been fighting for a long time still had such physical strength, shrugged helplessly, moved out of the way, bent down to pick up the thing that fell when she was pushing and shoving just now. penguin pendant, carefully brush off the dust on it.

"Please help yourself."

"Humph!"

The female Auror snorted dissatisfiedly, and walked towards her younger sister at a faster pace. Her younger sister had already noticed the change here. Seeing her older sister's face, she covered her mouth that had grown out of surprise, her eyes dodged, and she never dared Looking directly at his sister.

But it was too late to dodge. The wizards around noticed that a family ethics drama was about to be staged here, and consciously squeezed around to make room for them. The foreign wizard who communicated with his sister through gestures gave her a good The lucky eyes quickly slipped away.

"elder sister."

Looking at the elder sister who had already walked in front of her, the younger sister lowered her head, her hands and feet flustered, like a child who has done something wrong. Compared with her elder sister who has a capable posture and has not left too many traces of time, her figure has already reached middle age due to human factors. And fat and deformed, her face also reveals an old look of being exhausted for the family - she is even more like a sister than a submissive and much-loved sister.

"Why are you mixing with this group of people?" Auror grabbed his sister's wrist and shouted loudly, "Is this something you can get involved with? Come home with me!"

After all, she was about to take her younger sister out of here, but after being pulled hard, her younger sister's body just swayed and did not follow her. The female Auror turned her head in disbelief, and was about to use a louder voice Wake up the blinded sister, but immediately met a firm look.

Since she was a child, she had never looked at herself with such eyes. The female Auror couldn't help being stunned. She let go of her sister's wrist, and after a long while, she said softly: "You come here, Boris knows ?"

The people around blindly guessed that maybe the Boris she was talking about was her sister's husband.

The younger sister was silent for a longer time than her, and after a while, she shook her head, nodded again, and said, "He came to the hiding place with me today, it's just...he just entered the gate of Wanbo Park , just said something happened and left."

The female Auror narrowed her eyes. Boris is indeed her brother-in-law and also her colleague. Many years ago, I introduced him to my sister because of his down-to-earth and gentleness. It was not as good as before. She thought of some rumors that had been widely circulated in the department, and thought of her brother-in-law who disappeared when the team assembled, arrived late after a long time and was still drunk, and couldn't help frowning.

She held her sister's hand and said softly: "You go back with me first, and when this matter is over, I will go to him and have a good talk."

But the younger sister shook her head resolutely. The discomfort she felt from this refusal was even stronger than the fact that the French Ministry of Magic had no say in the future of France.

"Sister, don't go looking for him, I know where he went," the younger sister's voice did not match her appearance, it was a kind of sweet and gentle baby voice, just by listening to the voice, one can imagine that when she was young, she must have been She is a beauty, she pushed away her sister's hand, took a step back, her eyes were full of resistance, "I won't go back with you either."

"You're confused!" The female Auror took a step closer, showing the stern manner she never showed after her sister got married, admonishing like a dean, "The things here are over, Grindelwald and His lackeys can get away with it, but what about you? You are mixed with this group of dubious people, and you will inevitably be liquidated by the Ministry in the future. You may not know the seriousness of this matter, "Secrecy Act" Always--"

"Sister!" The younger sister interrupted her sister's nagging with her loudest voice, and even raised her wand to point at her, "I've never been so sober as I am now!"

There were a lot of malicious looks from the crowd. After all, the female Auror's "running dogs" and "nonsense people" just now affected almost every wizard here.

"You...you pointed your wand at me? You actually pointed your wand at me?!" She took a step forward and pressed her chest against her sister's wand, her eyes were full of disbelief, and she couldn't even control her tone, but she looked at her sister With tears in her eyes, her heart softened quickly, she stretched out her hand, held her sister's wand, and said softly, "Your wand is still the one I used... I know the injustice you have suffered all these years, my sister promises, Come back with me and live at home from now on, let's not have Boris, shall we?"

What responded to her was her sister's silence for several minutes, as well as occasional jeers from the surrounding crowd.

"You...do you really know the injustice I suffered? Sister!"

The younger sister's eyes widened, and the word "sister" was pronounced heavily, even showing a hint of ferocity, "If you knew, why didn't you say it until today? If you are worried that what I have done will affect your reputation and future, If they are still there after today, I will draw a line with you."

"Draw... Draw a clear line?" The female Auror was so shocked that she couldn't speak a complete sentence. The younger sister who had always been submissive would say such words. She felt dizzy, as if the sky above her head was about to collapse, "Don't you want to Miss your kids? Don't you care about them at all? Do you know that—"

"It's because I care about them that I will do this," the younger sister's soft baby voice is full of blood as a mother, her arm trembles so much that she can't hold the wand, the wand that her sister used and passed on to her He fell lightly into the ruins at his feet, "They're squibs, they're squibs! And you don't need to take me home! We don't want Boris, he doesn't want me anymore! Do you know what he did today? You don't I know! You introduced me to a relationship with a colleague to get closer to him, you urged us to get married, you persuaded us to have another child after my eldest daughter was proven to be a Squib, and after my youngest son was proven to be a Squib again , what did you do again?"

"You can refuse..."

"Can I really refuse? Since I was 11 years old, from the day I got your old wand, do I have the right to refuse you or something? I have never lived for myself. I have people I like in Beauxbatons, You tell me that he is a poor and white Muggle-born wizard who is not worthy of our family background. I want to work after graduation. You tell me that it is enough for a family to have one child in his early years. My father and mother need my company more. "The younger sister said loudly, her voice was so loud that it even attracted the attention of people farther away, "I listened to your words, broke up with him, and stayed at home with my parents, but when you noticed that there are high-quality bachelors among your colleagues , father and mother suddenly don’t need my company again! You taught me to be considerate to my husband, housekeeper, and patient, but have you ever done this yourself? You just push the things you don’t want to do to me, as long as I If you want to refuse, you will take out your parents, mothers, and even dead grandparents to stop my mouth. I have listened to you for too long, and I have accepted this fate for too long, but now my child is going to be a part of this world. The scum at the bottom will be trampled by everyone to beg for food, not even worthy of leaving a name on our family tree, tell me, do I really want to be willing?!"

"younger sister……"

"Don't call me sister, I'm just a mother of two children now," the sister finally couldn't help it, tears gushed from her eyes, "I'm secretly seeing those Muggle-born children, thinking about what they will do in the future Work, it's like seeing my children, and they can at least wave a wand, I don't know hundreds of times luckier than those children who are rejected by magic! And the Muggle boy who was beaten up in the hideout that day, have you ever heard of them the sound of?"

The discussion of the crowd fell silent for a moment. They were amazed that this seemingly weak woman would show her wounds to everyone in public, and lowered their eyes at their similar stories. They are obviously a group of losers in life, but when they face well-armed and well-trained enemies, they burst out with magic power far beyond people's imagination. What they have is nothing but impulsiveness.

The "Act of Secrecy" has been in this world for hundreds of years, but the gap brought about by magic is more than a hundred years. There are fewer and fewer pure-blood wizards, and more and more Muggle-born wizards and squibs. The paper can no longer cover it Fire.

"Oh hoo~"

The penguin who was closest to them raised his eyebrows, he didn't care about serious business, he didn't even care about wiping the dust off the doll. For him who likes to watch the excitement, this conversation was really exciting.

"They'll be happier than most people, I promise." The female Auror was so exhausted that she could only write empty promises.

"Most people? Most people in this world don't even have enough to eat. Can you guarantee that your children will be wizards for generations, and that everyone can enjoy the blessings of magic?" The witch roared sharply, bringing Crying in a broken voice, "I've seen the 'jobs' prepared in the Ministry for children who can't use wands. That's not a place for people to stay at all."

"I just met them here for the first time," she stepped forward, and accidentally stepped on the sister's wand that had accompanied her for decades, "We only hope that the world treats us and cares about us." Be fair, are we wrong?!"

"You are right."

The sound that interrupted the quarrel made the audience frown. Most of them didn't even know who the young wizard who had suddenly appeared was, but he was so striking, with blond hair like the sun.

Only some people recognized him, but their names were strangely separated.

"Mergan Wertning." This is a Frenchman who came over 17 years ago.

"Nelson." This was Dumbledore and the wizards who met him during the World Expo. Most of the wizards who fought Aurors and saints were called this way.

"Master Wertling."

These are the nearby saints. Seeing the creator of the magic factory, they couldn't help but feel extremely stable in their hearts, and they didn't even feel that something was wrong.

Standing between the two, Nelson picked up the broken wand on the ground and repeated, "You are not wrong."

The noise was broken, and Nelson stroked Alexander's scarred armor, and after looking at Tom on the top for a moment, he looked in the direction of Grindelwald.

"It's really frizzy," Grindelwald shook his head. As the main force that defeated the French Ministry of Magic head-on, he really has a deep reputation at this moment. "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)