My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 125

"Where are we?"

Nelson stood firm, grabbed a pillar beside him, and squinted his eyes when he was stimulated by the strong light. He looked around and found that he was standing in the middle of a magnificent suspension bridge with Lorian holding Dinkas. Standing beside White, the two leaned on the handrails of the bridge and looked at the quiet water sparkling in the sun.

This bridge is extremely long, nearly three kilometers of steel beasts traversing both sides of the strait, it is an extremely shocking building in this era.

At noon, there were not many pedestrians and vehicles on the bridge, and the place where the three appeared was a blind spot. Few pedestrians passed by, let alone saw them.

"San Francisco." White turned his head, glanced at Nelson, and said, "You are so slow, are you too fat? The door key can't pull you."

"Maybe it's because there are too many things on his body." Nelson shrugged and walked to the two of them. The three stood side by side. He looked at the busy cities on both sides of the strait and said, "It's so far, it's still daytime."

"Isn't it?" White thought for a while, took out a watch from his pocket, threw it into Nelson's arms, and said, "That's right, our day is almost over, their sun is still in prime of life, we are in Wait a moment here."

Nelson lowered his head and saw that the watch that White threw to him had four hands. The thinnest and longest of them was pointing firmly to the scale on the side of the dial that read "America". The time was displayed as 1:30 noon. He nodded. Returning the watch to White, he asked, "So this bridge is the Golden Gate Bridge, isn't it?"

"I didn't die studying," White said clearly, still lying on the railing. "Yes, we have the Golden Gate Strait under our feet. Look here."

She turned around and pointed to the post Nelson had just supported.

Nelson followed her fingers and looked at it. It turned out that the so-called column was a high bridge pier that passed through the bridge deck. There was a polished copper plate on it, which was nailed tightly with golden threads. The copper plate The above is engraved in solemn font:

"Travellers, please stop and thank the American emperor and Mexican protector, Norton I (reigned from 1859 to 1880). He had the foresight and conceived and ordered the construction of a bridge in the San Francisco Bay."

"Is this the emperor of the United States?" Nelson asked. "Why haven't I heard of it before."

"It's normal if you haven't heard of it." White turned around, walked into the copper plate, and said, "His emperor is self-proclaimed, and American Muggles don't recognize it."

"Is he a wizard?"

"Yes, nor is it." White shook his head and said in a weird tone. "He is a dumb gun and my grandfather far away."

"Why is he proclaiming himself Emperor of Muggles?" Nelson asked curiously.

"It's also interesting. I thought that the discrimination among wizards was already very serious. Wizards discriminated against Muggles and magical animals. Pure-blooded wizards discriminated against Muggle-born wizards. Powerful wizards discriminated against crappy wizards... but I didn't expect Ma The discrimination in Guazhong is even more exaggerated, especially in this country. It is clear that almost all of its citizens come from all over the world, and everyone is not a local, but they still engage in discrimination—they don't see themselves, their knowledge, or their talents. , But just relying on the order of skin color and ethnicity can form a complete chain of discrimination. The top level seems to be whites in Western Europe, and the bottom level is all kinds of people of color, blacks and yellows. This is neither magic nor magic. No... uh, what's the matter? Oh, science, not science."

"So that's it." Nelson nodded thoughtfully, looking into the distance.

"And their division is not rigorous. We all know that European whites are divided into many races. Our Muggle allies are more familiar with this matter, but the division of this country is only based on color." White saw that he was tiptoeing towards the sea. Nelson, who looked far away, frowned and asked, "By the way, what are you looking for?"

"I'm listening. I'm looking for lighthouses. I think there should be lighthouses everywhere in the lighthouse country." Nelson signaled that he was not half-hearted, retracted his toes and replied, "When he met Barry on the cruise ship before, he had one. The patient was an Italian who came to the U.S. to travel, but was arrested as a **** by the farmer because he was too dark.

"The lighthouse country? Haha, why do you call it the lighthouse country?" White covered his mouth and smiled. He was amused by Nelson's unique address, and replied while laughing, "America...oh no, the lighthouse country is on both sides Facing the ocean, shipping is very developed. There are indeed many lighthouses, but they are not bright during the day."

"So that's it." Nelson then put on an appearance of listening attentively and motioned for White to continue.

"My uncle's name is Joshua Norton..." After being interrupted by Nelson, White's tone became less serious, and she spoke slowly.

"By the way, I also know a person named Norton," Luo Lian interrupted. I don't know when, she walked up to the two of them, listening to this story that happened in the last century, "He is a pharmacist."

"Many dumb guns choose to learn potions because they don't have the talent to cast spells, and eventually become a basic potionist. Maybe my uncle will also have some skills in this area." White replied casually and continued, "I The uncle's family has long settled in England, living near Diagon Alley. At that time, it was considered a small well-known pure-blood family, but my uncle is a rare dumb gun in a pure-blood family. , He was discriminated against since he was born, so that when he was two years old, his parents moved to South Africa with his family for the sake of his mental health."

An owl flew from the surface of the sea, getting closer and closer, until she got close to White. She grabbed the owl, took the newspaper under its feet, stuffed some money into the cloth bag on its feet, opened it, glanced at it, and continued. Said:

"In the middle of the last century, my uncle returned to the United States from South Africa. Here, he saw all kinds of distortions in this new country. Even in the wizarding circle of South Africa, he was so ridiculed and blinded. He might He is the person who feels the most empathetic to discrimination. Seeing that the black slaves, Chinese laborers and the original indigenous people here are worse than the house elves in the hands of Europeans, he is determined to change everything."

"Restoration?" Nelson asked in confusion. "Should he not go back? How can he drive the reverse of history?"

"It's not a restoration," White gave him a blank look and said, "He protested in a Muggle way and declared himself as the emperor of the United States in the newspaper. Don't laugh. I laughed when I saw it here, but it's more interesting. Yes, the local Muggles seem to be happy to see such a novel'emperor' appear on their ground."

"This country was a federal state from the beginning," Nelson thought, and the content finally returned to what he was familiar with, commenting, "They have not experienced feudal society, so the'emperor' is just a novelty for them. Interesting gadgets worth spending."

"I think so too." Huai Fei nodded. "My uncle found the most meaningful career in his life: to fight for greater rights and more equal status for this group of Muggles under his control, and he does have Some achievements, such as the bridge under your feet, were first proposed by him, but according to what he said, his proudest achievement is to run between Muggles and wizards as a dumb gun, letting American Muggles The status is much higher than most countries and regions in the world-but I think what he did is very boring. Muggles don't have a magic wand anyway, and I don't know what he did, let alone remember him. Good."

"He is really an interesting and noble person." Nelson took off the trilby on his head and held it to his chest, and said seriously, "There are really very few such people, and I think his last job was the most It's great to give silently where others can't notice. This is more worthy of our study.”

"You always have a strange sympathy for Muggles, but it's no wonder that you are still young and you have seen too few things..." White took out his watch from his pocket again to check the time, and said softly, old-fashioned. "Everyone has some idealistic things in their minds when they are young."

"You are not old either." Lorian raised Dinkas to White, and the puppy licked her drool.

"Haha, I am very old compared to Nelson." A red cloud floated on White's cheeks. She looked at him from left to right, picked up her watch and said, "If you count the time, he should be here too."

"Who?" Nelson took out the envelope on his body and asked, "Is this the person who signed it? This American emperor?"

"Yes." Huai Jiao nodded and said, "Norton II, he is the son of my uncle, the difference is that he is a very powerful wizard."

After that, she raised the watch and stared at the pointer on it. At the moment when the pointer was pointing at two o'clock in the afternoon, a thin and tall man wearing a top hat appeared in front of the three.

Norton II was an unsmiling serious man. He glanced around quickly, nodded slightly to White, and then carefully looked at Lorian and Nelson.

He is wearing a royal blue uniform, which looks bright and beautiful in the sun, which forms an interesting contrast with his serious face. The shoulders of the uniform are studded with glittering gold-plated epaulettes, and several delicate pieces of different materials are hung on the chest. The badge seems to have been awarded to him by the US Ministry of Magic.

In his left hand he holds a scepter that seems to be made of metal. The scepter is engraved and engraved on its body. There is a small five-pointed star on the head of the scepter. The scepter is completely dark. The original color can be seen too much. There is a black long-handled umbrella under the armpit. This umbrella is very worn out, but it is still clean. It can be seen that its owner usually does not use it to cover the rain. Instead, cherish it very much.

Norton II's figure was thin, his blue trousers hung on his legs, appearing empty, his left foot was wearing a brightly polished black leather boot, the trousers were tucked into the boots at the ankle, and the trousers of his right leg were empty. Compared to an emperor who inherited his father's inheritance, he was more like a firm tin soldier.

Seeing that it was rude to stare at someone else's incomplete place like this, Nelson hurriedly raised his head, looked at the face of Norton II, smiled and nodded, and said hello, so that he was able to take a closer look at his face.

But Nelson did not see clearly, or did not remember his face clearly, the very meticulously caressed mustache on his upper lip almost occupied all of Nelson's impression of him, leaving only a word in his heart. : A serious tin soldier with a moustache.

"White." Norton II's eyes stayed on Nelson's face for a while, then suddenly turned his head and said to White, "Your business..."

His voice didn't make a rattling clockwork like Nelson had imagined. On the contrary, it was gentle and young.

"Uncle Norton," White said, stopping his next words, "it's almost solved, soon."

"That's good." Norton II nodded, took out a piece of paper and looked down, no longer speaking.

Nelson was wondering what he was looking at when he suddenly saw Norton II closing the page, handing it to himself, and taking a look, only to find that the paper turned out to be the letter of introduction that he had just held.

"It's me." Norton II nodded, and a flash appeared in front of the copper plate beside Nelson. Only then did Nelson realize that the wizard with only one leg didn't seem to walk normally. He used every movement. The way of apparition.

"Is a master." Nelson thought.

"Please come in." Norton II took up the scepter and gently touched his father's name on the copper plate with the five-pointed star on the head of the scepter.

Nelson saw the tall bridge pier suddenly move in his direction, and when he was about to hit the bridge pier, he found that he was already in a simple office, which simply reminded Nelson of Mrs. Cole Office.

"Welcome to America," the first half of Norton II's words sounded beside Nelson. In the next second, he was already sitting behind his desk. He picked up the scepter and tapped the ground, one full of patches. His couch appeared behind the three, "Please sit down."

"I am Norton II, and the title is... the emperor of the United States." He seems to resist this title~www.mtlnovel.com~ maybe because it is a bit difficult to tell. After all, the title of "Emperor" itself is a very strange title. But every time he introduced himself, he had to say it. He finished the sentence at a fast-forward speed, cleared his throat, and said, “I'm currently serving as the Director of the Department of International Affairs at the US Ministry of Magic. I am personally responsible for the two visits to the United States."

He nodded friendly to Nelson and Lorion, and shook his head in a perfect arc, and Nelson and Lorion also nodded in return.

Norton II took off the top hat on his head, put it on the table, and began to explain some travel to the United States for Nelson and Lorian, such as the entrance to the Ministry of Magic, the way to contact the Ministry, and some matters needing attention.

"Since your formalities have been handled by Miss White," he stretched out his hand, pointed to White, and said, "So the two of you don't have to waste too much time on the Ministry of Magic process. Since your destination is Ivamoni, So are you going to play a circle first, or am I going to send you to Iphamoni first?"

"Let's go first." Nelson and Lorian looked at each other and said, "Let's put down the luggage first."

"Okay, please come with me." Nelson raised his head and found that Norton II was already standing by the fireplace in the office and was using it to sprinkle Floo powder inside. Jumping to Hogwarts My classmate is Voldemort Chapter 125 The Emperor of the Lighthouse Country Green Reading-Hogwarts My Classmate is Voldemort Please click [Jump]

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