My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"boom!"

An explosion sounded in an underground cave somewhere outside of London. Although most of the sound of the explosion was absorbed by the top rock and soil, the explosion that escaped to the ground still alarmed many residents living around.

Did the Germans bomb again? They ran out of their homes one after another. The experience brought by years of wars made them quickly find the direction of the air-raid shelter. But when they looked up, it was cloudless. It was a rare good weather in London. Not to mention the German bombers, there was even one in the sky. The birds are invisible, but the constant tremor from underneath the feet emphasizes that the abnormal noise just now is not an illusion. People who walked to the street dragged their homes and gathered on the road, and the aftermath of the explosion showed its power step by step.

The ground collapsed, the road cracked, and the drainage pipes of the nearby factory were squeezed by the restless soil to break. Fortunately, today is Sunday.

"What's the matter? What happened?" The neighbors who met on the road nervously asked each other what had happened.

"Did the German devils bomb again?"

"It's all to blame for Magino's line of defense!"

"The battle is over. Don't scare yourself. It shouldn't be a bombing. It could be a natural disaster or a small earthquake." A resident who seemed to be very educated pushed his glasses, and his reasoning made it easier People are convinced.

"Thank God, luckily it was an earthquake..."

For people who are shrouded in the shadow of war, even a natural disaster that is rare in a century is more gentle than a man-made disaster that doesn't know when the bomb will fall on them.

And in the cave far away from the surface, Nelson and Tom didn't know how much their little actions had affected the ground.

"I should set the test field farther, and the amount of potion is a little too much."

In the cave at this moment, the damp and cold air has long been replaced by the thick green fog, and the rock above his head is unceasingly collapsing, falling into the underground river below, stirring up amazing water splashes. Nelson is wearing his chest with his hands on his chest. Dusty tooling stands on the protruding platform of the rock wall, ten silver feather pens floating in the air, writing and drawing on the parchment floating in front of them.

Although the cave was about to collapse, the platform he was on was as strong as ever, and even the poisonous fog could not diffuse to where he was standing.

"This is the most hidden place we can find, and if it is farther away, someone may follow."

Tom walked out of the strong green poisonous mist, holding a pottery jar in his hand. Except for the serpentine pattern on it, which can be slightly more expensive, the other parts look like an ordinary sauerkraut jar. The poisonous mist in the cave at this moment They are quickly converging into one strand and digging into the jar on their own-this is the alchemy that Salazar Slytherin found for him from the secret room in the secret room, in order to prevent Tom from using the vanishing cabinet and the like. Things threw things to Hogwarts, but the cunning Slytherin did not tell Tom where the secret room was when he arrived, for fear that the lone seedling of the Slytherin family had lost everything he had left in a few days.

"The effect is amazing, Gnar, is this really something Alphad can do?"

The earthenware pot constantly absorbs the poisonous mist in the cave, making the collapsed cave finally reveal its true content. The gravel that is falling now is only the product of the aftermath of the explosion, and the original rocky dome seems to have been specially designed at this moment. The stonemason flattened and even polished it, showing an extremely smooth arc. From Nelson’s point of view, the hole was forcibly opened up a spherical space. The stones inside the sphere were just exploded. Annihilated, the remaining stone powder was quickly washed away by the underground river.

This is the place where Nagini was hiding. If she revisited her old place and saw the changed cave, she would think she was in the wrong place.

"Yes, he used teeth randomly obtained from the Forbidden Forest. Even so, the power of the explosion of the three pints of potion is enough to destroy the inside of the octopus," Nelson looked at the results in front of him, unable to help his tongue. "This time I replaced the teeth of the Peruvian Fangtooth, which is known for its explosive power. I didn't expect to have improved so much."

Tom nodded, quite agree, this time Nelson only used a quart of explosive potion to produce several times the effect before, and there was poisonous mist hidden in the explosion of gunpowder!

"What does Alphad want to do? Does he really want to blow up the Ravenclaw Tower? Is there such a big feud with Dwight? But there is no need to poison other Ravenclaws?"

The last wisp of poisonous fog penetrated into the clay pot. Tom took the blue fire lighter that Nelson had handed him, and used the flame to draw the flame to the pot mouth. The faint blue flame rose several meters high, even Affected by toxins, a dangerous green color faintly revealed. Tom skilfully avoided the heat wave and buckled the lid of the clay pot. Then, the cold water in the underground river was caused by Nelson's wand and poured it on. When the pot was placed on the pot, a heavy steam was stirred for a while. Tom took the opportunity to fasten the pot with two green chains and put it behind him. Soon, the popcorn popped like a popcorn. From the clay pot.

"He may not know the specific power, after all, it is just a broken formula," Nelson explained. "Before the holiday, he and Dwight accused each other of sleeping and snoring. In order to prove this, Dwight announced the academy. At the dinner party that ended in the cup, Alphad’s pumpkin juice was secretly added a sleepwalking potion, and Alphad snorted and sleepwalked all night. That’s why Alphad asked me on the train to purchase some Peruvian Fangtooths when I went to the United States. Fangs, prepare to show shame."

"Is this the world of pranksters? Playing so big?" Tom took out his wand and pointed to the earthen jar that kept ringing behind him. The chain was tightened, and it immediately became quiet. "But when did you go to Peru?"

"Master Riddle, it's not enough to get rich by selling antiques. You have to understand the market," Nelson smiled and said, "As long as you have money, you can buy everything. Peruvian Fangtooths live in groups and are aggressive. In addition to goats and horses, the favorite dinner on the recipe is humans. It has been flooded in Peru and even Brazil and Chile. What's more, people buy dragon teeth for decoration or to make potions. Their teeth are poisonous and they are sold at all. stay home."

"It sounds like a good business. As long as I go to Peru to clean up this kind of dragon's teeth at a low price, and then resell it, it is estimated that I can make a lot of money."

"Tom," Nelson shrugged, "I said, this thing can't be sold, who are you going to sell it to?"

"sell to you."

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"What's wrong with Gnar?"

"Your learning ability really surprised me." Nelson dryly complimented, wishing to kick Tom into the underground river below, "You are simply an economist among wizards."

"Really, it's very promising." Tom rubbed his chin, kicked the clay pot that was about to move again, immersed in his imagination of making a lot of money, "It's a match made in heaven with your bald construction team in Newmontgard. , Blast in one second, rebuild in two seconds, by the way, what are you going to do with it?"

"I'm going to load them into my mayfly and Alexander," Nelson said with a shy and contented smile, "I can no longer stand the tired life of holding a small ball and injecting magic into it every day, as long as the ingredients In place, they can produce ammunition by themselves, and the effect and power are very good."

"Wizards still have to look at magic. These are all evils." Tom patted Nelson's shoulder earnestly. "You can practice the spell with me. Don't worry, I will teach you to be second only to me. Master of the duel spell... By the way, how do you think this title is placed on the introduction page of my chocolate frog picture?."

"Tom, there are limits to the ability of a wizard. From my short life, I understand a truth. The more a wizard pursues the power of the spell, the spell will not be effective because of lack of aim or exhaustion. , Unless you find the existence beyond the curse."

"What the **** are you trying to say, Gnar?"

"I don't do...no, I mean, as long as I can remove my energy from those alchemy dolls, I can free up my hands to practice the spell, not to mention its effect is not bad, right?" Nelson waved The magic wand, a gleaming stick figure appeared in the sky of the cave, "Look, let's assume this is some powerful... such as Grindelwald."

As he said, he painted a pile of silver on the top of the stickman in the air, and then lit eight light spots that could be connected to form a cube around him.

"He's very strong, isn't he? He's also very flexible, but as long as I use the ancient magic text on the mayfly to block the apparition and make the explosion cover without dead spots, he will have to peel off anyway," Nelson thought. "What's more, when facing the desperate situation of taking less to more, we don't have to use the curse to aim at people."

"Merlin's Sister..." Since reading the book "Merlin: Governing the Country, but Home Fires", Tom's recent tone particle has been replaced by Merlin's sister, "I think people are much more fragile than stones."

"Just in case, Tom, I don’t want to hurt anyone, you know, I’m a pacifist," Nelson said in a deep voice, "but the time left for us is running out. My existence makes a lot of money. Things that should be slowed down have speeded up. For us now, anything that might be useful has to be used."

"Isn't it moving in a good direction now? After removing the most stubborn Magic Congress of the United States, they can no longer stop... Wait? Is this a prophecy?"

"Yes, Tom, even at that time, prejudice and estrangement are still stubbornly growing in everyone's heart. Our world is still separated into two by an unshakable iron curtain. Internal stereotypes make people focus on internal friction. In that case, the peace that Jonas expects will never come. If there is, it will only be a brief and gunpowder confrontation... even when Voldemort is invincible."

"Hehe," Tom grinned blankly, "Voldemort...what a stupid title."

"Puff—" The earthenware pot behind Tom made a fart-like noise that greatly affected the atmosphere. He turned his head and finally couldn't help kicking it out.

"Why bother, Tom, you have to pick it up when you're done."

"It's okay, I set a permanent flying curse on the jar."

When the two left the cave, they were even more surprised by the damage to the surface. Alphad’s explosive potion was more powerful than imagined. It not only destroyed the curse set in the cave, it was even penetrating. Such a strong destructive power.

The vigilant mayfly spotted the approaching municipal department. Tom and Nelson stuffed some gold coins and emeralds into the damaged roadbed. The right was compensation-the collapse of the geological structure allowed the buried treasure to reappear in the world, and a part of it was repaired. There should be no problem with the road.

After confirming that it would be seamless, the two looked at each other and disappeared.

Less than five minutes after they disappeared, a group of strangely dressed wizards appeared on the damaged road. The arrival was their old acquaintance. Mr. Weasley, who had dealt with road construction, looked at the devastated place. He scratched his head and discussed with his subordinates around him, "Is this a magic accident?"

At this moment, Nelson and Tom have already returned to Grimmauld Place. After receiving a kind invitation from Bollocks, Nelson gave up the idea of ​​arranging a room in Diagon Alley and chose to live temporarily until the beginning of school. Anyway, the Black’s house is more convenient. Adele also has a room full of specially selected books to read on the Floo Net, not to mention that he can study those interesting potions with Alpha's.

"How is the effect?" As soon as Nelson and Tom entered the backyard, Alphad rushed down from the improvised Quidditch court on a broomstick. There were two male servants flying around in costumes similar to Nelson and Tom. Alpha De leaped off the broom and asked eagerly, "Can you blow through the walls of the castle?"

"You may have to give up this plan," Nelson came up and poured cold water. "If you really use it in the castle, you may have to spend your next life in Azkaban."

Alphad suddenly became anxious, and began to confirm to Nelson the situation of the potion.

"It's absolutely amazing," Tom hummed. "A potion genius who has been exempted from an O (excellent) exam and a potion genius who has taken an A (pass) exam for a week is discussing potions. It sounds like that. One thing, what's wrong with this world?"

"Tom!"

Walburga flew slowly from the court at this time. She didn’t like to play Quidditch at all. She held her nose for a day at Tom’s request. What’s more tormenting was that Alphad’s flight level was far better than Not being able to talk about his skills on paper made her feel depressed as if watching a whole series of 0-4 games of the home team continuously. Now seeing Tom, she feels better.

"The little girl can't stay anymore, she wants to go to Diagon Alley." She glanced at her boastful brother with disdain. uukanshu.com whispered, "She is very good and bears it all the time, but a child of this age can't hide her emotions."

"Our problem." Tom sighed. Back then, he and Nelson were both children who had no parental control, so they could do whatever they wanted, but since Adele was picked up by Nelson, they were considered to be the same. She was her guardian, and he thought of his hapless sister again, and sighed again, "I left out the little girl, are they here yet?"

"I passed a letter with Mettle at noon, and she stated that she would come to London in the morning," Walburga replied. "As for Hagrid, he was afraid that he would be too noticeable. I can't persuade you."

"When they arrive, let's go to Diagon Alley together tomorrow," Tom suggested. "I can play for a few days later. I don't know which college Adele will be assigned to."

"I hope it's Hufflepuff." Nelson came out suddenly. "The people in Hufflepuff are very good, and she will have a good time."

"Ravenclaw is okay," Alphad also came to join in the fun, "Go to Dwight as an undercover agent and help me poison me."

"I'm going to tell Adele the good news." Walburga covered her face and left. She really had nothing to do with this inconsistent brother.