My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

　　 "Maybe there is a problem with your thinking."

　　 Nelson stared motionlessly at the glass shards and gravel debris on the ground in front of him, only the slightly trembling tip of the long sword pointing diagonally to the lower right revealed his not so peaceful mood at the moment.

　　 The magic that was active in memory but has no trace by his side is here—a common one, like the nursery at Hogwarts, will reveal his dazzling, dizzy, nauseous garden deep into his garden.

　　 "Time...converter?"

　　 "What did you say?" Luo Lian was puzzled by his name.

　　 "Nothing," Nelson shook his head and asked, "This magical experiment, is this trying to fool time?"

"Nor, how can one fool such a great existence?" Luo Lian denied, "I just want to try to find a kind of magic, a kind of magic that can set time back on track... You know, I am a foreigner. Human beings are a fool for the time of this world. I have tried various methods-space, soul and even some rebirths recorded in voodoo materials, but the effect is not satisfactory. Later I thought Although your thoughts are bizarre, they may be the closest to the truth."

　　 "Perhaps the truth is that you live in a book and you need to tear the pages of the book to get out," Nelson shrugged. "The wizards never seem to consider the issue of time travel."

　　 "Time is an issue for anyone to explore the light source in the dark," Luo Lian said softly, "I'm very satisfied with this, which means I'm one step closer to going home."

　　 "Go home..."

Nelson closed his eyes tightly and hid his gaze into the silence. He groaned for a moment, his hands and feet as if he didn't know what to do, threw a beautiful sword flower, and put the long sword straight into his pocket. He turned his head. Looking at Luo Li'an's face, which had become a little haggard and unfamiliar, for a long time, she raised her voice, "But you are too ridiculous. This kind of magic experiment is not planting flowers in a greenhouse. The outbreak like the one just now may be required at any time. Your life!"

"Don't worry, am I the kind of person who is not prepared for the experiment?" Luo Lian said briskly. "In fact, it seems to form a closed loop in time. Even if it is broken, it will quickly assume its original form. Go back and even keep the last accident of the experiment. The swelling seed you saw happened during my first experiment at the beginning of this year. It has been circulating until now."

　　 "You mean, in this cavity, there is a period of time that is intercepted and repeated?" Nelson raised his eyebrows. "How did you do it? It sounds so...unbelievable."

"Don't look at it as big as the flowerpot behind me," Luo Lian explained softly, "but it contains no less magic than your big robot. There are hundreds of them on every piece of glass ballast you break. The alchemy array text of —— is the kind I gave you. When it is completely isolated from the outside world and any matter and energy we can observe cannot circulate with it, it is completely independent and only needs to be done on some parameters. With adjustments, you can accomplish god-like pioneering works. In fact, I don’t know what the principle is, but doing so seems to be effective."

　　 At the end, she added: "For this kind of sand that cannot exist in nature, I named it Time Sand...Of course, if you have a better idea, we can change the name."

　　 "You think this can be done, right? It sounds like a huge project, but how long does it take to complete the self-repair you said?" Nelson asked curiously, "It doesn't seem to be moving."

　　 "I'm not sure," Luo Lian shook her head, "I have never tried to break it with external force. A fragile system like this may not be able to withstand the level of magical damage, and don't you feel it?"

　　 "What do you feel?"

"When you use that sword..." Lorian stared at Nelson's bottomless pocket, with an unrecognizable deep meaning hidden in her tone. "When you use it to split the closed time, there is no simple magic inside. It broke out, but something that I didn't understand leaked out. It seems that the surrounding environment has also been affected. Have you noticed that the clock on the wall jumped forward for a second?"

"what?"

Nelson was surprised. He bent down and reached out to the fine sand scattered on the floor. Silver gloves clung to his hands like a liquid. Nelson grabbed a handful of black gravel, but they did not show an hourglass. The magical scene inside, on the contrary, was like some kind of extremely unstable crystal, which quickly melted into the air. He clenched his fist and threw it into the air. The thick mist instantly gushed out of the void, wrapping Nelson's body. Live, pull into the blurry illusion.

　　 "Perhaps this world that is willing to tolerate outsiders has accepted this missing second." Lori murmured, looking at the place where Nelson had disappeared, "This may be a benevolent beginning."

　　……

Hidden in the shadow of the building, Alexander felt Nelson's arrival. He raised his head. The huge figure resembled a mountain in the background of the city. The hot steam roared in the duct, and the red one eye lit up, buzzing for a long time. The owner said hello.

　　 Nelson was standing on the top of a tall building with a long windbreaker hunting. He raised his head and met Alexander's gaze. His figure flashed and appeared on the throne above his head.

　　 "buzz..."

　　 With the iteration of technology, Alexander is no longer like the original cold robot under the nourishment of magic and fog. It can give back to the owner's call. It expresses curiosity about Nelson's purpose like a ignorant child.

　　 Nelson sat on the throne, lowered his head in thought. After a while, he raised his head, pulled out his wand, and inserted it into the groove left on the armrest.

Alexander’s body came to a halt. With the sound of gears and pulleys turning, Nelson’s throne quickly sank. After a while, he followed a path created by the avoided parts to the position of Alexander’s chest melting pot. In the melting pot made of crystals, the purple fire that Nelson had stolen from Grindelwald in the Second Salem Station was burning, and the purple light source dyed one of his blonde hair into a deep ink color.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the hot crystal, a golden magic text flashed, and Alexander's core-a small silver ball covered with teeth that was constantly twisting and spinning, slowly floated out of the fierce fire. In a sense, It is not much different from the alchemy puppets in Nelson's pocket that are responsible for cleaning and killing exclamation points, periods, etc. This silver core condenses Nelson's years of accumulation and learning, and draws on fierce fire and confusion. The energy of manipulating the giant’s actions continues to grow at the same time.

　　 As the core was taken out, the red light in Alexander's eyes became stronger and stronger, and the "human nature" part of it was silent, leaving only the instructions and instincts of magic seal carving.

Nelson did not dare to delay. In order to confirm the authenticity of the intelligence, he unscrewed the small ball. At a certain layer of the complex structure of the small ball, a gear that always rotates at a fixed frequency still keeps running, and the scale on the gear is still running. Marking the time of Alexander’s operation, this small ball is similar in principle to Lorrian’s hourglass. It uses the impermeable magic and the barrier formed by the lost fog to block any possible external influence. He takes out a pocket watch from his pocket and pops it up. Cover, compared with the scale on the gear, the time on the pocket watch is no more or less, exactly one second slower.

　　 "In other words, because I broke the hourglass, did the time go back to one second ago?"

　　 Nelson's eyebrows were tightened nervously and stretched quickly. He thought for no reason, "If I go back to school, I always hold a watch to find someone to check the time, would they think I'm weird?"

　　 Don't worry about this. After all, when he made the fairy translation of "Odin rides eight steeds with his eight legs" in the ancient magic text class, his "strangeness" has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"No, shouldn't the time converter send someone back to the past?" Nelson pressed the ball back to the groove in front of the furnace with some confusion, scratched his hair anxiously, and muttered to himself. "Why did you move the time back one second?"

The ball flew back into the furnace, and Alexander awakened again. It only treated this as a routine inspection. For the immortal steel giant in the lonely wilderness of life, a second change in this world is no different to it. An imperceptible breeze.

　　 The throne rose slowly. It just wanted to say hello to Nelson, but the anxious wizard had disappeared.

　　……

　　 "Lorian, I'm sorry to damage your hard-won instrument."

"Experiments are always accompanied by losses," Luo Lian didn't care about it, "not to mention a failed product that has not changed much. It may be a good work of art, but to me, it is far from meaning. When you just broke it, that moment of change is valuable."

"The time shuttle I envision should be to send someone back to the past time and space," Nelson said eagerly. His idea "For us, it is not only too expensive for us to look back in time in the entire world, but also in practice- "

　　 "No value," Luo Lian continued his words, "I just analyzed its mechanism while you were away."

Lorian did not know where to take out a sealed test tube, shook the debris inside and said, "A second before you came back, there were still a few pieces of sand and a bunch of fresh leaves in it, but it was soon held with you. The pile that got up has disappeared."

　　 Nelson looked behind Luo Lian, the green plant in the flowerpot that could not be named has been bald.

"Its backtracking mechanism is very interesting. It seems to be by collecting magical information that has occurred and turning the state of things back to the time period that was once recorded," Luo Lian said enthusiastically, "We have now proved that there is a way to go back in time. Magic, but if we want to do what you imagined, we will face a new problem. What if we add what we want to the past information that doesn't exist?"

　　 Nelson did not speak, but listened quietly to Luo Li'an talking.

"If it is for the future, I have seen in the newspapers that many Muggle scientists have put forward some good speculations that only need simple magic to experiment," Lorian, who often reads newspapers, obviously did not leave room for Nelson to interrupt. , She looked excited, as if opening a chatterbox, she said quickly, "Insert a fragment of information in the future, which reminds me of some kind of magic that you are very good at..."

　　 "Transfiguration?"

"Yes, it's—" Lorrian was choked by Nelson's sudden insensibility. She gave Nelson a blank look and said dissatisfiedly. The discovery of this magical coordination of time, but what about the past? The past is not chaotic, but clear, but if you can predict the past? Can you create a non-existent anchor point? We can send information and magic to the past and open the way!"

　　 "Excuse me for interrupting," Nelson did not deny that he could prophesy this time. He just shook his head and said, "Prophecy and the past are in conflict, and prophecy refers to the prediction of the future..."

　　 "Rigid language logic," Luo Lian shook his head, "I only mean magic similar to your prophecy. I don't know much about it, and I can only rely on you."

　　 "But I—"

"This is my experimental data. The principle of magic is written very clearly." Luo Liane was completely immersed in the new discovery and the ecstasy of going home. She seemed to be eager to continue her research. She interrupted Nelson's confusion. , Threw a large stack of manuscripts to him, pushed him to the outside of the flower garden, "I'm going to start researching, don't disturb me, you must take this matter to heart!"

　　 "Uh, what is the name of this magic?"

　　 Nelson did not wait for a response, only the door closed with a "bang".

"Okay." He shrugged, first visited Professor Twelve Trees, staring at a group of students with unfamiliar and curious eyes, strolling around the library of Longhorn Water Snake and Goblin Academy, and finally left with excitement. NS.

At the foot of Graylock Mountain, Nelson held a hapless tree, stroking it, and meditating. A leaf tossed in his hand became a plaything for him to adjust his mood, and his hand unconsciously condensed Seck. With the magic restored by Si, the leaves are constantly changing shapes, from eucalyptus leaves to pine needles to oak leaves, and gradually no longer stick to leaves or even plants.

　　 "I need to understand the nature of time...just like using Transfiguration to understand the nature of material structure, and using Sex to restore and understand the nature of life."

　　 Nelson murmured. At this moment, a touch of silver coming out of the tree was looking at him with interest.

　　 "Nelson~www.readwn.com~ long time no see."

　　 A brisk greeting pulled Nelson back to reality. He smashed the leaves in his hand and looked at Grindelwald that suddenly appeared.

"I didn't deliberately scare you. In fact, I have been here for three minutes." He raised his mouth and smiled and said, "I'm afraid that if you don't say anything, you will expose what you shouldn't expose. thing."

　　 "Mr. Grindelwald, good morning."

　　 Nelson smiled and said hello.

　　 "It's the afternoon." Another voice came from the woods beside Grindelwald. Dumbledore's wise eyes looked at Nelson through his half-moon glasses, "That seems to be some kind of amazing magic."

　　 "It's just polymorphism." Nelson shrugged. "Professor Dumbledore, good afternoon."

"It looks like I know your student better than you, Albus," Grindelwald supported the tree trunk beside him and blinked at Dumbledore. "Look, I guessed where he is all at once. ."

"Just in the Magic Congress of the United States, I heard people gossiping that the famous Grindelwald had entered Norton II's office." Dumbledore replied unwillingly, "Maybe you have something important to do? For example, taking advantage of the emptiness of American wizards, looking for someone to buy off the families of those criminals?"

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