My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Bock, greed has destroyed you."

Tom’s voice floated faintly from the red fog, unable to distinguish the direction. Accompanied by a mysterious spell like an ancient ballad, Bogin Bok only heard a heavy "puff" and "puff" sound coming from his ear. The sound of falling objects, his five senses were obscured by Nelson’s magic, so that these sounds were so subtle that they seemed to originate from a battlefield thousands of miles away. He felt that he was in a situation of isolation and helplessness, even if he knew his allies were there. He kept falling down, and he couldn't do anything.

"Is this Slytherin's magic? It's amazing, it's amazing!" Borkin's breath became heavy, his tone full of naked desire, knowing that he was surrounded by Tom and Nelson, and he was obviously beaten. After being caught off guard, the young owner of the dark magic shop became even more excited. He gasped for breath and said loudly, "It's so great! It's so charming! Mr. Chamberlain, I want to invite it more." You have joined us!"

"We?" Nelson's voice echoed in Bojin's ears. "Will you take me?"

"Haha," Borkin did not answer, but instead asked, "Mr. Chamberlain, did you get the Slytherin relic in your hand from the Gunter family in Hungerton?"

Tom squeezed the magic wand in his hand tightly. He didn't understand where he was exposed. Since Borgin said it straightforwardly, he didn't plan to keep his hand anymore, hiding in the fog, he touched him in the direction of Borgin. .

"In October of the previous year, our agents searching for ancient magic found an ancient family-the direct descendants of Slytherin, the Gunter family. It is a pity that they are now like a real ruined settlement, even more ruined than Mudblood. ," Borkin didn’t realize the danger behind him, and talked in a tone that he thought was full of affinity. "There is only one person left in their family, Morfin Gunter. This may be the only remaining Slytherin in the world. He is a direct descendant. Based on the principle of making the best use of everything, we want to bring him into the gang, but what is even more pity is that the last of Slytherin, who was stunned back then, turned out to be a little better than a dumb gun. Drunkard, his nerves have been completely paralyzed by alcohol, which has reduced his poor intelligence to the level of almost mental retardation."

Borgin said in disgust, as if Tom’s uncle was an insignificant bug. He didn’t realize that Tom’s wand had been put on the iron armor on the back of his neck, but Tom didn’t do it right away. "The Last Descendant", he felt that his identity did not seem to be exposed.

"I'm very disappointed, I'm so disappointed!" Bojin said forcefully, "I searched him with a little hope, guess what I found?"

"what?"

Nelson looked at the thinning mist under the gust of Karaktakus, and the figure gradually clearing behind the mist, raised his wand, and asked.

"I found you, Mr. Karkaroff! Haha, didn't you expect it?" Borkin smiled, as if he thought he had made a funny joke. He turned his head and saw Nelson standing not far behind him. , And Tom, who was clinging to his back, didn’t know where he was. He turned around, walked a few steps in Nelson’s direction, spread his hands, and said with a smile, "Mr. Karkaroff, at Moffin Gun In Te Na's poor brain, I found a somewhat sloppy memory that was modified, which made me very curious."

"You are wondering why the memory of a shabby settlement is modified? Is there any good thing directly hidden on him?" Nelson said the problem for him, he waved his hand, and the fog around the two was squeezed to both sides by an invisible wall. This allowed the two to face each other unobstructed. Nelson raised his wand to his chest and said playfully, "I hope you haven't found anything you shouldn't have discovered."

"Of course, Mr. Karkaroff," said Borkin, seeing Nelson dispelling the fog, and out of courtesy, he performed a greasy wizarding ceremony, standing at a safe distance, accompanied by the uninterrupted sound of heavy objects falling. "I know you, a wizard who loves antique collection..."

"So?" Nelson shrugged, imitating Borkin's slick way of speech, and asked rhetorically, "Can't you tolerate a colleague?"

"How come? With a colleague with unique vision like yours, I welcome it too late!"

"Is this your way of welcome?" Nelson looked around. Although he couldn't see anything through the fog, the sound of the heavy object was still endless. He asked back, "Use your hand to fall to the ground. Compose a symphony? It's a truly extraordinary welcome."

"You like it, and they are not my subordinates, they are all our companions," Bok shrugged and said indifferently. "I am very curious about your vision. It is obvious that the broken shed is full of valuables. You didn’t ask for antiques, and even some not-so-weak magic items. I think it’s impossible for a collector like you to fail to see their value, and there is no reason to leave those good things to ask for a workmanship. A rough, precious ring."

(Nelson: I really can't tell...)

"So I came to a conclusion that its value to you is higher than that of the shareholders of that house combined. Even because you didn't even look at the antiques, its value is much higher than them. I was right. Is it?" Bo Jin said excitedly, speaking faster and faster, "Originally you only appeared once, and this even turned into a headless case, but today you and Mr. Chamberlain came to my shop, I Finally figured it out!"

"What do you understand?" Nelson saw half a small silver ball spinning out from behind Bojin in the corner of the eye. It was a secret sign agreed upon by him and Tom, and it meant that he needed to continue to delay for a while--could it be Does Tom think this shopkeeper named Bogin Bock is a bit tricky? The sound of the surrounding heavy objects falling to the ground became longer and longer. Nelson shook his head and continued, "You have fewer and fewer companions still standing."

"It doesn't matter, for opponents like you and Mr. Chamberlain who possess Lord Slytherin's magic, I didn't expect a few people to stand."

"You are very confident," Nelson snorted coldly. "So what do you understand?"

"Mr. Chamberlain often comes to Knockoff Alley to sell things. In fact, you are behind it, right?" Borgin rubbed his hands and smiled, and said, "The ring you took was actually used to open Lord Slytherin's treasure. The key! And these unheard of powerful magic make me more sure, you must have a magical treasure in your hand!"

"Unheard of powerful magic? What have you seen? What can you see?" Nelson looked at the surrounding mist. Although it became thinner, the effect of obscuring the field of vision did not weaken too much. "Why don't you think Are those shrimp soldiers and crabs too weak?"

"Mr. Karkaroff, you laughed," Bokin showed a mysterious smile, pointed to his right eye, then closed his eyes and said, "As the owner of a magic shop, I always need some magic on my body. Props."

When he opened his eyes again, a strange scene happened. He held his breath, his left eye remained motionless, and his right eye independently turned to the right, like a creature with its own consciousness, and his pupils quickly shifted. The eye sockets, but they were still turning to the right, Bojin's eye sockets burst into blue veins. In the next second, Nelson seemed to hear a "puff", and Bojin's right eye turned behind his eye socket! This scene is really numb to the scalp, and Nelson couldn't help getting goose bumps.

With the disappearance of the pupil, the other pupil behind this eyeball ran out from behind, emitting a faint blue light, spinning rapidly in the eye socket.

"Huh!" Bojin exhaled a sullen breath and showed a relaxed smile. The blue veins on his face had not faded, which made his face look disgusting and terrifying. He breathed calmly and said, "Although I don't know, I Seeing that Mr. Chamberlain flashed a red light, my companion fell down. I have never seen such an effective spell."

"So you want us to pay them for medical expenses?"

Nelson sneered. Originally, Tom was doing things like standing in front of others and talking rubbish. Nelson was a little inexperienced, so that the effect was not good. He didn’t see much reaction, only the weird frame in the right eye. With his eyes rolling frantically, he shrugged and closed his mouth.

"My promise is still valid, Mr. Karkaroff, if you and Mr. Chamberlain are willing to join us, they will feel honored even if they are beaten to death." Borkin's right eye suddenly turned to the top of his head, and he stopped moving. Raised the wand, pointed upwards, "fainted!"

"But if you are still stubborn, then I can only use a little reasonable Kanon to send you."

He took a step back, waiting for the hit Tom to fall in front of him.

"..."

"..."

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Nelson stayed with him for a while, until Borgin raised his head and looked overhead, only to see a small pattern spider spitting silk down from the beam of the room.

"Mr. Chamberlain may be hung on the beam of the room, wait a minute, I call someone—"

"No need to call someone."

Tom's voice suddenly came from behind him, and Borgin only felt that his neck was suddenly strangled with his wrist, and a sharp wand was pressed against his raised chin from his chest. Borgin did not dare to move rashly. , He raised his hands and kept his head up, when he looked down again, he found that Nelson had also disappeared.

"Mr. Chamberlain, good skill!" A drop of sweat slipped from the corner of the blog. He glanced around with a magic eye and found that there was no one standing in the store, except for some hapless person lying on the beam of the room. He immediately turned into a master of current affairs. He stammered, "Ka...Karaktakus, he is too old to withstand this kind of toss."

"It doesn't matter, he walked peacefully."

Hearing this, Bojin's eyes went dark and he didn't faint, but he didn't know that the reason why Tom is still strangling him up to now is completely because after the mist has risen, except for a "sweep away" , Karaketakus seemed to have disappeared, completely gone.

"You seem to care about him?" Tom raised his eyebrows and asked in Borkin's ear.

"Yes...yes, he is my uncle," Borkin explained. "Who doesn't care about his uncle?"

"I don't care," Tom smiled, raised his wand and raised Bogin's head completely, and said, "Since you care about him so much, I won't lie to you. I was just kidding."

"..." Bo Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a smile on his face, "Hehe, you can—"

"The real situation is that he is walking in uneasy way at all."

Tom interrupted him and said coldly, the magic wand in his hand was slightly hardened, and a sentence of obscure snake talk came out of his mouth. In an instant, the tip of the stick gushed out small black threads, like a snake, without He climbed up and pierced Bojin's neck with great effort, burrowed into the blood vessels in his neck, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Bogin understood that Tom was humiliating himself, and his entire face flushed red. Then, the blood vessels in his temples turned black and beat like a heart. The next moment, the blood vessels in his whole body appeared and the temples appeared. The same situation, as if the whole body was covered with striped black tattoos, they twisted, making the whole person look incredibly hideous.

"Tell me a few!"

Bojin didn't feel the abnormality of his body, he dropped his hand and said nominally.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Tom shook his head and said regretfully, "If you were like this at the beginning, we would have completed the transaction happily. I made my money, but you made more money instead. Huh?"

"Five Thousand Galleons~www.readwn.com~ I don’t know a fraction. All the cash in the Bojinbok Magic Store is in the counter."

"You're a little confused about the situation." Tom chuckled. "Do you think your life is worth a bit of Gallon?"

"My life can only be worth this little Garon." Borkin smiled bitterly. "You may think I'm laughing, but that's the truth."

"Wait?" A black filament jumped out of the blood vessel of Bojin's head and fell into Tom's hand. He seemed to notice something, and let go of the hand that was holding Bojin's throat and covered it on Bojin's. Forehead.

"Greedy destroyed me..." Borgin was still thinking about it.

"Your soul... why is only one eye so big?" Tom asked in confusion, "What are the other parts? What are you?"

"Haha." Bojin turned his head and smiled bitterly at Tom. There were countless fine cracks on his body, and it instantly became hot.

"Strong wall and blockade!" Tom, who had mastered the silent spell, yelled out the spell loudly, enough to see his nervousness.

Outside the door, Nelson, who was making the prisoners who had just woken up to tie himself up, heard Tom's shout, turned his head, and saw the roof of the Bogembock Magic Store rising to the sky, and the four walls were broken into pieces. Beng Fei went out, and then, the deafening explosion sounded along with the scorching flame waves. Jumping to Hogwarts, my classmate is Voldemort Chapter 182 Greedy Green Reading-Hogwarts, my classmate is Voldemort [Jump]

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