My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Pretending to be the founder of Hogwarts?"

The woman shook her head lightly, with a strong arrogance in her movement. She pointed her chin at Nelson and Tom, and said disdainfully, "I never regarded the creation of Hogwarts as a commendable achievement. Facts Above, during the days when Ravenclaw was a teacher, I didn’t find even a wise person enough to accept my knowledge."

"Hey," Tom was amused, he stabbed Nelson with his elbow that was already able to move, turned his head and said with a smile, "She's quite into the scene."

Nelson looked at the black-haired woman who twisted and clung to the tall tree trunk like a vineman, and said, "Madam, whether you are Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw or a yew tree stump, I advise you not to Wearing that crown, it is obvious that Ravenclaw's knowledge and memory are too large, and it has even disrupted your perception of yourself."

"The Dark Wizard," the lady who called herself Ravenclaw said blankly, "So in the end, are you still coveting knowledge?"

"I am not a dark wizard, and I have no interest in your knowledge," Nelson shook his head, put a smile away, and warned, "but for a guy who hurts and imprisoned our friends, we don't mind using the dark wizard's How to communicate with you?"

"What are you talking about with her?" Tom completely broke free, took a step forward, stood in front of Nelson, raised his hand and shot a red twisted laser at the woman, "This kind of plant with only one rib in the brain, you Still counting on communicating with him?"

Tom's curse was about to hit her, but she didn't evade, and she didn't even start her defensive posture. She just maintained an indifferent and arrogant posture, looking up at the two people in front of her with her chin up.

Between the lightning and the fire, Tom's curse hit the woman's chest, but she had no entity like a phantom. The curse penetrated her and shot backwards without attenuation, hitting the yew tree behind her.

After a huge tremor, the flames soaring to the sky violently raised, and the scorching waves made Nelson and Tom take a step back. In the swaying raging fire, the figure of the woman was already indistinct, so Tom raised his wand to search. When confronted by the enemy, he was horrified to find that he did not know when he lost control of his body again.

Tom just stood there blankly, the powerful magic penetrated the towering ancient tree, and the thick trunk that could not be seen from the top of his head slowly invaded the two of them. At this moment, the sun happened to be opposite him, in Tom’s. In the field of vision, the tree trunk, which was originally a behemoth, attacked him at a very oppressive slow speed, and all this was only because of his own magic spell.

He struggled hard, recalling all the protective spells and curses in his memory that could be released without chanting or casting spells. However, as the shadow of the tree trunk grew larger, Tom desperately found that he even had a little finger. Can't lift it up.

He couldn't help thinking of what Karaketakus had said to himself—greed destroyed you—he couldn't turn his neck at this moment, couldn't see Nelson behind him, and couldn't even call Nelson by his name. Don't say that I cooperated with him to fight back for a while. If I want to come to Nelson, he should be in the same **** as himself.

"Boom, boom—"

The crackling sound came from the root of the big tree, and Tom felt happy. Could it be that Nelson got rid of his control and was fighting, "This way we can still save—"

As he was thinking, the flying sand caused by the curse had completely dissipated. Tom desperately found that the loud explosion was just the tearing sound of the thick fibers breaking at the break of the big tree. At this moment, the trunk was very far away from him. It's near, but it's falling more slowly. This gives a feeling of suffocation. Tom's muscles are tight and he is still trying his best to think about how to get out of trouble.

"I know dark wizards like you," the woman's voice sounded at this moment, and the words this time were even more annoying than before. "I thought I learned a few powerful magics, and I thought I was in There is no match in this world. In fact, you are no different from the ignorant Muggles who show off their strength. They are not even as good as their ancestors who slashed and burned and drank blood.

Tom persisted, the blood vessels on his temples throbbing violently. He didn't know what kind of situation Nelson was behind him. He only knew that if both of them died here, it could only be attributed to his greed.

"The black wizard is often invincible when facing enemies weaker than yourself. This makes you always confused about yourself, and even dare to question me?" The woman's voice was mocking, "But you are definitely not strong, nor do you have any The capital against the strong, as long as a strong-willed wizard can easily break through the dark wizard's ghost tricks, I ask you, do you regret coming here?"

"I don't regret it!" Tom gritted his teeth and squeezed these words out of his mouth.

"Then you go to die." The woman's icy words made the final sentence for Tom. The tree trunk that had just been falling slowly was pulled by gravity again and slammed on Tom's head.

But the words that Tom gritted his teeth were called the opportunity for him to break through control-it is difficult for anyone to break through the comfort of magic with his own body or will, but Tom suddenly raised his palm when the trunk hit his head. Pressed on the tree trunk, and then, the dead gray thread gushed out from his palm and drilled into the thick tree trunk. The big tree covered with leaves shrank strangely, and quivered like a heart.

The trunk was lifted easily by Tom and smashed him into the ground a few centimeters. He raised his head, his whole body was covered with a black shield, his skin was pale, as if he had been drained of energy, his eyes Crimson, the light in his eyes is stronger than ever before! Behind the corners of his slender eyes, black blood vessels appeared through the pale to almost transparent skin, and the language of a snake was uttered in his mouth.

Tom bent his elbow slightly, his right hand holding the tree trunk became pitch black, and then his big arm suddenly exerted strength, and Tom, who was wrapped in pitch black magic power, lifted the tree trunk and flew up. He bowed his head and looked at his feet blankly while standing. The woman in the same place raised her left hand and pointed at her lightly.

The gray color poured into the tree trunk from his palm, and spread to the bark along the annual rings at the bottom. The wet bark quickly dried up, cracked and peeled off, and in the next second, the wood had become dry and loose. The heart swelled sharply and threw the only bark off.

A cyan giant python the size of a tree squeezed out of the cracked gap in the trunk like a molting. Its body was covered with green, resin-like mucus. It raised its tail high, and squeezed it against the tattered. On the trunk.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the tree trunk fell apart, and the green snake rushed towards the woman with a big mouth of blood. Tom turned his head and saw Nelson standing motionless behind him. He finally exhaled the suffocating breath held in his chest. An unhealthy blush appeared on his face, and it looked like he had been seriously injured, but he swallowed hard, and walked towards the woman not far away like an okay person, with a hideous and happy smile on his face.

"Let me break your vine, disgusting dryad." His smile was hot and aggressive, but his movements were not slow at all. He shook his left hand, and a wand fell from his cuff, holding both wands. Tom waved his hands and threw the curse at the seemingly calm woman in front of him. The most outrageous thing was that he hadn't lost his accuracy at all.

"It's useless," the woman said intermittently, shook her head, a series of spells shot through her body, shattering her image, as if the connection was unstable, "this level of black magic can't hit me at all. ."

"Is that so?" Tom smiled indifferently, "I like it."

Under his deliberate aiming, the area where the woman's hair connected to the tree stump was covered with black traces full of destruction. Under the guard of the Sky-Swallowing Python, Tom approached the woman step by step.

"Indifferent struggles, poor offensive choices, it will only make you appear more stupid."

The woman's voice lingered steadily.

"Haha." Tom continued after all, still using color.

"The wizard who uses snakes? The stupidity is really in the same line. How can such cold-blooded and simple low-level creatures hurt people?" The emotions in the woman's voice became complicated. "You keep attacking the stump because you think it's me. Weaknesses? You can try."

Tom did not speak, but only waved his hand. The giant python spawned from the huge yew tree covered the sky like a magical arrow shooting the sun. In the sky, the sun shone brightly, shining on the green scales of the green python. Above, the ancient magic patterns are attached to it. In his daily contact with Nelson, Tom is also improving. He does not call snakes because he can only call snakes, but because he feels that only snakes are suitable for him. Aesthetic, worthy of his powerful magic, the green python did not conceal his desire and energy for destruction, and the woman's eyes were full of desire for food. .

Finally, when Tom manipulated the green python to surround the canopy and the women, she also noticed the rune on the green python, and said lightly, "Well, for Salazar's sake, I can take your The pet is back to you."

"..." Tom frowned and continued to listen without answering.

"I don't want to wage a senseless war with you. Although you can hardly cause substantial harm to me, or even a blow to the forest, I really can't bear to see my trees being bullied by you unscrupulously."

"..."

"You are in the illusion created by me at the moment, but you can wake up at any time with your own power to break the shackles." The woman said sincerely, "As for your friend, you need to kill his illusion in the illusion. Shadow, his soul in reality will wake up."

...

"You are in the illusion that I created at the moment, but you can wake up at any time by breaking the shackles with your own power," Rowena Ravenclaw's voice echoed in the empty Ravenclaw tower, "As for Your friend, you need to kill his phantom in the illusion before his soul in reality will wake up."

At the same time, Nelson is in Hogwarts Castle, to be precise, Hogwarts Castle many years ago. His location is on the roof of the Ravenclaw Tower that will be converted into an owl house in the future. There is also a table and an exquisitely crafted brass telescope. A flag depicting an eagle is erected on the top floor of the crenel. A eagle-headed horse with winged beast is tied to the flag and grooms its own. feather.

"You are special," the woman raised her eyebrows, her face showed emotions other than pride for the first time. She looked at Nelson, who was standing in front of her like an okay person, and said, "My hallucinations seem to have no effect on you. What great effect, are you a Ravenclaw student? If so, I will be very happy."

"I am not, I am a Slytherin," Nelson looked at the surrounding environment. At this moment, the stone bricks of Hogwarts had not turned black, and the trees in the forbidden forest in the distance were sparse. The black lake was bigger than the 20th century. After two or three laps, there were not so many words on the wall to visit for fun. He shook his head and said, "I am not immune to your magic. Didn't I get pulled into Hogwarts?"

"This is just what I want you to see." The woman's appearance is exactly the same as the one belonging to Rowena Ravenclaw in the paintings hanging in the school, as if she had heard of the identity of Nelson Slytherin. Her tone was alienated, and she said dryly, "As long as it belongs to Hogwarts, it is a good boy that makes me proud."

"Then I really thank you for your compliment." Nelson paced, with a leisurely air, almost whistling.

"I said, at the moment you--"

"I'm in your illusion, I need to kill my companion's phantom in the illusion to free him," Nelson turned around and picked up the brass telescope on the table~www.readwn.com~ After playing with his eyes, he suddenly turned his head and raised his binoculars to look at this woman who is exactly the same as Ravenclaw, "In terms of self-confidence, you have surpassed Rowena Ravenclaw himself."

"you--"

"Of course, I don't blame you." Nelson shook his head and interrupted the woman. "After all, you are just a...oh no, half a tree. Your IQ limit is also very limited, plus you have been Root a bunch of trees to deal with, maybe you deceive them to transfer them round and round. You have a wonderful misunderstanding of your own intelligence, so that when you meet two sane human beings, you think that your funny lies can fool them. ."

"I--"

"Of course I know that you are not Rowena Ravenclaw himself, you are just a poor tree stump eroded by her huge memory," Nelson interrupted again, "Let me show you how to recognize yourself." , I happen to be better at doing this, of course, this is a bit cruel."

He blinked, stuffed his hand into his pocket, took out a silver lighter, clicked it, and placed it on the table. The blue flame looked gentle and harmless.

"If you don't wake up within five minutes, the fierce fire that loses my control will consume the entire forest, so I hope you can as soon as possible. I don't want to waste my Animagus progress."

"how dare you--"

Nelson didn't let her finish this sentence. As soon as he snapped his fingers, a cloud of thick white fog quickly struck the woman from all directions. In her short exclaim, the thick fog completely engulfed and swallowed her.

Suddenly, the eagle-headed horse-winged beast that was tied to the side stopped moving. Everything in the castle, including the wind, stopped. Nelson sighed and stepped into the fog.

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