My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"I feel like I must be looking like a fool right now."

Moody on the bench flies helplessly through the sky of Berlin. He looks at the daunting height under his feet and carefully retracts his feet back on the bench, looking like a lazy lady in a famous medieval painting .

The bench flew across the sky like a flying carpet, and rushed towards the outskirts of the city. Moody stared at the trauma on the ground and fell into a state of sobs. But when he lamented the cruelty of war, the bench shook violently, and his hands There was a tremor in his pocket watch, and Moody gripped it tightly, resisting the suction from nowhere.

Suddenly, he felt a soreness in his arm, and when he looked closely, a curse shot from his feet rubbed against his arm and bounced into the air.

As soon as his fingers were loosened, the pocket watch slipped and flew towards the suburbs at high speed, but Moody, who didn't catch it, lost power together with the bench under his buttocks, and fell towards the ground.

There is a suburban street under your feet. Compared with the center of Berlin, there are many more people. Moody reacted during the rapid fall and wanted to draw out his wand to deal with the fall, but the wand got stuck in his butt pocket, and Nelson Moody, who stayed together, was a little lax, and even put his wand in such a place that must be avoided.

The moment the wand was pulled out, the bench fell to the ground, and a strong flame burst out from the flaming wand.

When Moody woke up, he found himself lying in the middle of the road without any broken bones. The bench was opposite him, and a somewhat familiar woman was sitting on the bench with her back to him. A strange woman stood opposite her, seeming to be discussing something.

He felt a burning sensation in his buttocks. He resisted the burning pain and reached out to touch the wand.

The strange thing is that even though there are people coming and going around, they all turn a blind eye to this strange scene in the middle of the road.

"Don't worry," said the woman with her back turned away from Moody, who seemed to sense his movements, and said in a strange singing tone, "They can't see our images, just like we can't see their hearts. "

Moody, who had touched the wand, jumped up from the ground, raised the wand with both hands, and pointed it at her back.

"Don't move!"

"I have seen you, Alastor Moody."

The woman stood up, and Moody raised his wand even more nervously, but when the tip of the wand lashed the back of his hand like a whip, he realized that something was wrong, and looked down, the wand that gave him a sense of security did not know when it changed. It has become a rubber-like soft material, and it is bouncing back and forth in his hand as he draws his stick, like the springs connecting the clown's lower body in a Halloween scare box.

The woman stood up, supported by another older woman, and turned to look at Moody.

"You are Beauxbatons..."

Looking at the familiar face of the woman who turned around, Moody's face showed a look of reminiscence. Suddenly, the memory in the campus hit him, and the scene of the Triwizard Tournament appeared in his eyes. The business card flying out of the Goblet of Fire called out her name loudly.

"Yes, we met once," Margaret nodded and smiled at Moody, "I'm glad you still remember me."

"Why are you here?" Moody asked vigilantly. Even without a wand, he didn't intend to sit still. He took out the small silver ball Nelson gave him from his pocket and made a throwing gesture, "Aren't you French?" ? Have you also joined the camp of the dark wizard?"

"Nothing in the world is eternal, but you don't have to feel that everything is going bad," Margaret smiled and pointed to the two ladies beside her, "and William who is walking with you Like Mr. Smith, we are also trying to change the world."

"How do you know—" Moody couldn't believe that Nelson's disguise had been seen through, and he subconsciously thought that there was an insider in the Ministry of Magic.

"Don't worry, Mr. Moody, please allow us to introduce ourselves."

Margaret spread her hands, indicating that she was not malicious. Moody was silent for a moment, then calmed down as if under the Imperius Curse.

"We don't have to be ourselves, Mr. Moody," said a younger woman, the same woman who had been lying upstairs to eavesdrop on Nelson's conversation with Borgin Burke not long ago, and her dress style made Moody Thinking of Christian, she was dressed in solemn black. She shook her waist-length black hair. Under Moody's gaze, this beautiful long hair suddenly turned into a dazzling golden color. The woman twisted her neck and turned to Moody. He stretched out his hand, "My name is Nina Kant, and I am...the widow of Ludwig Kant. As you can see, I am a Disguise Magus."

"Ludwig Kant?" Recalling another Triwizard warrior, Moody shook Nina's hand and asked confusedly, "Did he marry so early? Wait, why a widow?" ?”

Moody didn't know the news of Ludwig's death. His eyes were confused, and a bad guess soon surfaced, and then he became serious.

"He used to be an Auror here."

Nina wiped away her tears and retreated behind Margaret, covering her mouth and sobbing. Margaret and another older lady did not rush to comfort her, but hoped that she would cry well one game.

Moody didn't know what happened to Ludwig, but only based on the word "Auror" and the current situation in Berlin, and then contacted Nina's "widow" claiming to be, he quickly figured out the joints. The warrior who is so brilliant is almost a warrior who resists beatings and beatings.

"Cry, child," the older lady patted Nina's head lightly. Under her comfort, Nina quickly calmed down. She turned her head to look at Moody and said softly, "Secrets also It can no longer be a secret, my name is Queenie Goldstein, just a nobody."

Moody didn't understand what Tina meant by that, but that didn't stop him from asking Margaret something he was desperate to know.

"We've been here for a while."

Margaret looked at the passers-by who passed between her and Moody but turned a blind eye to the two talking, and said patiently.

...

When I was young, I suffered from a strange disease. That disease made my magic power very different from ordinary people. My consciousness, my body, my magic power, even my smell and even my eyes can confuse people and things , I cast the Confusion Curse on everything around me almost all the time without distinction. When I participated in the Triwizard Tournament, it gradually began to affect me, confusing my own understanding, and making me lost until I met my mentor, Tina Goldstein, during the breakout session.

She was originally a comrade in arms with Newt Scamander, and you know the opponent, not far to the south, Gellert Grindelwald.

Like me, she is troubled by her innate magic power, but unlike me, she does not affect others, but can listen to the voices of those around her every moment, which is why we know that the disguised The almost perfect Mr. Igor Karkaroff is none other than Nelson Williams. You actually told us this, but he was extremely cautious and seemed to have expected this possibility long ago. Carry out a complete plan and purpose.

She was also almost driven crazy by this force. You know, people's hearts are full of darkness. When your ears are filled with these ravings, it is difficult for you to feel that the world is colorful. She chose to accept this force. Power, and then handed over this method to me, which is why we can stand in the middle of the road and chat without being noticed by others.

No, we really only have these three people.

Tina brought me here, she wanted to give herself and the person she loved a chance to embrace each other openly, Williams' plan facilitated the first step, and we, as the people who responded to him, although he didn't know it, But we are willing to do our best.

At first, we all thought it was Grindelwald's conspiracy, but soon we discovered that Nurmengard's attitude towards this place was laissez-faire. The birth here was not facilitated by Grindelwald, but after Williams After the Secrecy Act, they experienced an intricate selection process, and some wizards were exiled or came to Berlin on their own initiative.

I focused on a big gang in Berlin, the Rogue Gang. A few months ago, they controlled more than half of the black business. Get entangled.

It was there that I met Nina, who was Ludwig's lover in Durmstrang, who also came to Berlin with him, and even got mixed up with the gangsters before us, when Ludwig Ge just proposed to her, but on the second day, he encountered an accident.

We have collected a lot of intelligence here, but we can only do some small damage due to lack of manpower, but this situation changed two months ago.

Most people didn't pay attention to the Muggles who relied on simple magic to resist wizards in the venue of the World Expo in Paris, but it was hard for me not to notice in Paris. It reminded me of my former opponent, Williams , he created some magical helpers to assist him in complex spellcasting and tasks requiring human hands, they have a similar smell, I think this is the biggest reliance for him to have the confidence to challenge the secrecy law, only from the day when the World Expo ended , this skill disappeared.

until two months ago.

We noticed that a mixed team of wizards and Muggles had sneaked into Berlin and settled down in a forest on the outskirts of the city. Every time we went there to investigate, we would be sent out in a daze. A missionary composed of melons, but led by a witch also entered the forest. It was from then on that I knew that we were no longer alone and had no achievements. Nelson finally came and directly led to The Born of the Badlands is coming to mend the blemishes of his creation.

Soon, there were many incidents of Muggles using magic to attack wizards in Berlin. I used my confusion spell to help them hide their traces. They quickly became proficient, and even the magic they used became more complicated. The power is far beyond my imagination. I think even one day, Muggles will be able to explode with the same fighting power as Aurors. Your dream should be to become an Auror. You must know what that means.

Other countries and Nurmengard are finally interested in this place. Queenie was a former saint. She hindered Nurmengard, but she couldn't stop Bojin Burke and those who stood behind the old order.

I asked a friend to investigate the Muggle faces in Berlin. You know, the aborigines here want to run out. The reputation of Prussia is much more terrible among Muggles than among wizards. America and Paris, and a few other countries, I think Williams built his army in the void of the Ministry of Magic, and one of the active witches is even a student of your Hogwarts , don't know if you know her, but her name is Jokunda Sykes.

They raided many of the "warehouses" here, freed many of the prisoners held in them, and disguised these attacks as firefights among dark wizards, but then the attacks became more frequent, and I could no longer hide These traces, until a few days ago, left tails from their attacks on several werewolves.

Although they rely on rescuing these poor people to continue to grow their strength, the dark wizards in Berlin have already noticed their existence, and it is only a matter of time before they are exposed. We try to communicate with this group of people, but they always return in vain. The power of wizards, even Aurors, must be handled with care. This group of liberators, who are still very weak, may not be able to bear their next offensive. I must find Williams, which is why I dragged you from the sky. .

Nina told me about Williams' conversation with Borgin Bock, and I sort of figured out what his plan was.

He did not hide the fact that he held the resurrection stone, one of the Deathly Hallows, and even prevented Borgin Bock from clearing the field. He probably wanted to spread the news in this way, so as to provoke internal friction in Prussia , so as to find an opportunity to defeat them, but he is a person after all, a person who needs help no matter what, and I believe that he will recognize our reasons for helping him.

...

"Is that all right?"

Moody closed the small silver ball that recorded video and sound, and asked Margaret in front of him. After getting an affirmative answer, he thought for a while and said, "I will pass it to Nelson later, but as for Whether he believes it or not, or whether he is willing to accept your help, I don't guarantee it."

"I understand." Margaret nodded and said, "I think he will understand too."

"But the problem is that your attack caused me to lose that watch. Maybe Nelson wants me to complete some tasks alone. Now I don't know where he wants me to go, and I can't guarantee that before his business is over, I can touch him."

"..."

Margaret obviously didn't think of this trick either.

"Mr. Moody," Nina was the first to break the silence, "Is that ring really... the resurrection stone?"

"I don't know," Moody shook his head, "but I think it might just be a ring."

"Why?"

"Nelson wore it a long time ago," Moody said, shaking his head. "If it is, why doesn't he resurrect someone important to him?"

Nina fell silent and murmured, "But... Borgin Bock believes it is."

"I really don't know," Moody shrugged. "I think it's just a bait. It's also said in the Auror manual that this kind of bait usually only uses fake products. You might as well wait until you see him and ask yourself he."