My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

　　 "May God bless you, child."

　　 Although Robert said the blessings of the believers in his mouth, his eyes looked towards the sky. At the end of his sight, a bright star radiated a glow that could not be hidden by the sun.

　　 "Look, even in the daytime, the stars are shining."

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　　 If we ignore the humans that have been breeding for many years, the Scottish Highlands is undoubtedly a peaceful and pure land. It has been silent for too many years, and it has been stable for too many years.

　　 But just today, its calm was interrupted by a group of uninvited guests.

A row of iron frames about thirty meters high was placed in the middle of a bare plain. The smoke and dust covered the whole picture of the iron frames. Together with the weight it had just carried, they actually dented the ground that had been compacted for many years. This row of iron frames is crooked and blackened by the high temperature. Some parts have been melted and transformed into molten iron to reshape them. Some have collapsed, leaving only a pile of broken pieces scattered on the ground. Who can think of them? It was still silver a few minutes ago, even in the factory experiment, can it withstand a few seconds of intense heat?

The looming magic texts flickered on the wreckage of the iron frame, and from time to time there was a sizzling electric sound. From time to time, certain linked contacts would burst out explosive sparks. A group of black-clothed wizards stood in the smoke and dust. Staring solemnly at the wreckage in front of him, the flashing magic light became more and more rapid, until the frequency of the sparkle reached a peak that its broken body could not bear. After a burst of smoke mixed with the pungent smell of potion gushed out, It completely lost its luster.

　　Looking at what it looks like now, it seems that a strong explosion has just happened here, and it may even be a horrible natural disaster like a volcanic eruption.

　　 But the group of people standing next to them had no expressions, trying their best to suppress the ecstasy in their hearts. They had the discipline that surpassed most wizards, and they seemed to be accustomed to such scenes.

　　 "Can you write a report? Lord Penguin?"

　　 A wizard in the team looked at the man standing in the front row and asked in a low voice.

　　 Penguin's costume is incompatible with this group of personalities. Although he is also dressed in black with gold rims, the combination of loose shirt and overalls makes him look less like a wizard, but more like a photographer.

At this moment, he was holding his magic wand on his chest, and the ice crystals spreading from his feet wrapped the whole team in an egg-shaped hard shell, blocking the impact, flames and hot smoke that had just occurred, and the ice crystals were perfectly structured. Even in the face of such a high temperature, it stands as an ice cap in Antarctica. It even presents a transparent texture that is not stained with dust as if it does not exist. It is enough for a protected person to observe the full picture of the scenery in front of such a close distance. , So that it can only be judged by the thick smoke hitting the wall.

　　 "Don't be happy too early."

Penguin shook his head and stared feverishly at the endless blue sky on the iron frame. The heat wave caused by the thick smoke was rising, twisting out clusters of dancing sun flames in the air, and in the depths of his eyes, one The unusually dazzling star is flashing in the day, dragging a milky white air wave that quickly dissipates. Even if its position coincides with the sun, the penguin can still feel its dazzling light in the blank white.

He lowered his head, rubbed his eyes that were crying from looking directly at the sun, put down his wand, and the ice crystals in front of him collapsed. When the heat was about to approach everyone, the wizards standing in the first row behind him raised their wands at the same time, an invisible barrier. Standing in front of them, playing with the unbearable scorching heat, their movements were too unified, they were simply an army.

　　 Penguin nodded in satisfaction, raised the camera hung on his chest, and pressed the shutter against the iron frame with heavy smoke in front of him. The unusually dazzling brightness of the flashlight on weekdays is insignificant to what has just happened.

　　 "How's it going, sir?" The wizard behind him was infected by his nervousness, and couldn't help but worry, "Is there any problem with this launch?"

"This is the first time we have independently calculated the orbit without the help of the Wiltening artifact. I hope you can cheer up." Penguin took off the camera hanging from his neck, and the wizard behind him was quite winking. Taking a step forward on the ground and catching it, the Penguin shook his sleeves and said slowly, "I need to do a final check. I hope the ending can prove that we can't rely on Alexander's waste."

　　 "It will definitely succeed!" A young wizard clenched his fists and waved on his chest. His companion hurriedly took his arm to avoid disturbing the penguin who had the test result in front of him.

I saw him unbuckle his waistcoat, squatted on the ground, and waved his wand. Blocks of black metal with regular shapes were like building blocks. Under his control, he built a small but straight black tower. These metal blocks seemed to have been used. For a long time, the color of some of them had been peeled off due to friction, revealing the gleaming silver core inside, and the flowing golden light was shining in the neat silver passage like blood vessels. He carefully took out a small silver ball from his pocket. Placed on the spire of the tower.

With the assembly of the small silver ball, an imperceptible light shot from the top of this mini black tower, rushing straight towards the sky, and at this moment, the slowly rising star has disappeared, and the penguins are waiting. After a while, when the vertical beam of light began to deviate, the small silver ball opened on its own, revealing the complicated alchemy patterns inside, which were drawn from complicated ancient magic texts, most of which were related to communication.

This is the magic that Nelson obtained from the Black family. He was good at reading historical materials and quickly connected the "black wizard" that was occasionally mentioned in the history of magic with the Black family, who were also "black". In the records of the war, the black wizard was active in every battlefield as a good handyman for intelligence and communication, and played a significant role. Even the earliest double-sided mirror was their invention. After the situation in the wizarding world stabilized, this extraordinary long-distance communication magic was also used to convey important political and business news. In the era of information silencing, the Black family used this to quickly gain a foothold in England and eventually become wealth. One of the 28 pure-blooded houses.

It’s just that this kind of magic no longer has a significant advantage in the floo network in modern times, and there is no battlefield for them to play, so this kind of magic is gradually lost in the inheritance of the Black family, and it is replaced by more powerful and direct black magic, and the cost is The expensive double-sided mirror has also become a dispensable toy, and no one remembers their role in the war.

After obtaining the consent of Mr. Blake, Nelson finally found the unforgettable magic book in the library of Blake’s house amidst the noise of Phineas’ “thief and robber”, where it was originally placed. It was already occupied by those powerful black magics, so much so that when Bollocks came into the house to check, he almost thought that Nelson looked down on his own collection, saying that he would go to the old friend Malfoy's house to search for a few copies.

Rather than talking about magic, the communication spells of the black wizards are more like alchemy. They can open a stable channel with a principle similar to a door key. Since they are transmitting information, they consume less than the movement of the whole person. Magic power lasts longer-Nelson used it to improve part of the teleportation array in the center of Krakow, and then applied this part of the magic to the communication of the little silver ball. Of course, the most important point, this seems to be one This is the best way to determine the "coordinates" required by Luo Lian in a stable manner.

At the moment when the small silver ball opened, the penguin pressed the timer button on the pocket watch, and the time passed by one minute after another. When everyone was a little anxious while waiting, the small ball slammed a golden light along with a buzzer. The concentrated penguin immediately pressed the pause button, and everyone stared at the dial of the pocket watch. They were surprised to find that it had only passed ten seconds just after a year of suffering.

　　 "How is it, my lord?" This is the third time the wizard behind him has asked.

"Received the news from Assyria," Penguin sighed and confirmed the pointer on the watch again, before he took it back into his arms. "As expected, when it arrived in Asia When I said the sky above, it was exactly ten seconds later."

　　 "Is it good or bad?" someone asked impatiently.

　　 "Have you seen it for nothing?" The companion on the side had to tugged his sleeve again and whispered.

　　 "I need to congratulate you, gentlemen and ladies," Penguin turned around and bowed calmly, "The launch was successful. If you are interested, you can count it. What is its operating cycle."

　　The wizards who were saluted hurriedly turned aside, **** their reluctance to accept this gratitude, they paid too much for this, and at the same time they were willing to enjoy the joy.

"I heard that the magic cactus in Assyria has progressed," Penguin said, tilting his head. "I found a small cactus that can spit mucus. It can be kept as a pet or used for self-defense. Go and replace the wizards stationed there."

　　 Penguin stretched out his finger and gently pointed at the sorcerer who kept talking loudly and seemed to know nothing: "The camp in the oasis is already perfect. Remember to read more books."

　　 The face of the young man pointed at was blue and white. He lowered his head, struggled for a few seconds, nodded and said, "I see, Lord Penguin."

"Young man, you will know how to be grateful in the future," Penguin said next year, not much older than him, but said an old-fashioned feeling. "This is a reward for your curiosity. Ignorance is not the biggest enemy. It is not being enterprising. , Thank you Lord Wiltening."

　　 "I see." The young wizard nodded, his expression firmer, "I have another question, what are we launching on?"

　　 The surrounding wizards exchanged their eyes, and there was only one sentence in their eyes: "Who brought this kind of surprise?"

　　 The companion next to him reluctantly covered his face, lowered his head, showing a bitter expression, unable to move, as if trying to hide himself in the shadow of the wizard who was shorter than him.

"Good question." Penguin clapped his hands, not feeling upset by this question, but said cheerfully, "I think everyone should be very curious about this. Some of us may have participated in the first time in Antarctica. Launch, of course, this gentleman brought a little idiot over this time."

Penguin blinked at the wizard who tried to hide himself, and said with a smile: "Seriously, I was as shocked as you who came to the launch site for the first time. It is a silver falcon made of steel. It's bigger than the biggest dragon you've ever seen, but its speed and power are far better than them. It has flame-throwing eyes and an indestructible beak. Each feather is an army that can be dispatched at will. , Its name, is called the Cruise Destroyer."

　　 The wizard no longer dodges, but raises his head, recalling the miraculous scene he saw earlier.

"I vividly remember that day, Antarctica, Antarctica that I knew so well, suddenly became unfamiliar, a brand new star burst that ice cap that even I could hardly hurt, jumped up from the continent and rushed into the sky. Breaking through the clouds, rushing out a big hole like a heavenly gate in the dense dark clouds, breaking through the sky, and rushing into the space I always thought it was a idiot dream," the penguin chanted in an opera-like tone intoxicated, "the sky is out there, too. When the wizards were still digging into the dark magic that used their magic wands to dig out others, the adults had begun to look beyond the sky. A patron saint of the world looked down at all living beings with its eagle eyes. The place is waiting for an adult’s command. It may be the power that the gods possess-adding a star to the sky. I don’t understand what those astrologers would think, but the adults told me that it’s just a simple use of magic. People shift their magical gaze from the fierce struggle to the vast starry sky, and anyone will burst out incomparable energy."

　　 The audience was fascinated, and although they might not understand it very well, they were still enthusiastic.

"Of course, Lord Wiltening... even though he has the power of a god, he is not as despicable as a god," Penguin continued. His eyes didn't stay on this power for too long afterwards, instead he began to send some things that seemed useless to us to the sky."

"Some of them can help us get better communication, some can help us detect disasters, some can help us explore more dangerous areas, and some can even make magical glory shine on Muggles... They are combined, it is A fine snare, a sword of Damocles suspended above the head of the wrongdoer," Penguin patiently explained and praised, "When the new constellations are floating above people's heads~www.readwn.com~ we will I will see a completely different, better, and more progressive world. I don’t know the functions of many stars, but I think they will all become indispensable paints for a better tomorrow. Remember, when most people While we are still struggling to pursue the current fleeting moment, our journey is in the future."

"Today's big guy is called Faust," said Penguin loudly. "Wizards are just thinking magical animals, or magical Muggles, and the only thing that can make us detached is to break the shackles of stereotypes. Before that, we Everything needs to be prepared! The light of the stars will make the stereotypes shameless. Can you imagine such a picture? A world where anyone can do what they want and do what they want, and where anyone can do what they want, and where they can do what they want, and where you and Your children do not have to struggle at the bottom, even your Muggle relatives and friends can enjoy the convenience of magic, and people will have the power of their own choice! Are you not willing to contribute your own strength to such a future?!"

At this moment, along with the launching smoke slowly dissipating, the full view of the launching tower was presented in front of everyone. The cracked and rolled ground tells of the impact it has just endured, but with the order of the penguin, these natural disasters can only leave the scars. It was wiped out in an instant, and even the damaged iron frame was wiped out, and even the growth of ground plants was better than before.

　　 "Take a break, let's go to the next place," Penguin smiled and looked at his flushed and surging companions, "There are still many things we need to do."

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