My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"One more word, Andre."

Nelson raised a finger to Andre, and the net pocket he passed through melted like ice cubes in the sun. This was the research result of Dr. Sykes, which restored magic to the quality of Sykes.

"You also said that since this is their war, why do you have a mixed position?"

"I said, I'm doing this for your own good! I shouldn't have proposed to let you guard Krakow in the first place..."

Andre said righteously, he consciously understood the anger in Nelson's heart, his resentment against injustice, the reason why he betrayed his identity as a wizard, and the irritability of his outrageous shots. He still thinks that it was because Nelson was in Krakow. Husband has seen too many purgatory-like scenes in the world to become like this. In his opinion, even if this young child is talented, his soul is a blank piece of paper, and he has seen the ugliest affairs in this world at that age. , it's hard not to get eccentric.

Since the Krakow experience can turn Nelson into that, he can also slowly reverse his mind and put him on the right track in the future.

But it never occurred to him that Nelson might have been who he was from the beginning, and he never changed.

"You know what? Andre," Nelson's eyes sank, and even if the bright light blocked his vision, it was enough to see the gloom on his face, "the most hated sentence in my life is 'I am here for you' it is good'."

"Are you still rebelling at this time?" Andre's tone was a little urgent. Nelson's magic that easily traversed the dark net shocked him, but it was not enough to shake his determination to stop Nelson, "You are not too young, Nelson, you just got on the horns for a while, and when the matter here is over, I will help you to persuade Lord Grindelwald, with the value he places on you, we will definitely be able to come up with a better solution together!"

"That's impossible. Our ideas are naturally tit-for-tat," Nelson shook his head. "He divides people into three, six, and nine classes, but in my heart, everyone is the same."

"What's the difference?" Andre retorted, "He sees you as a first-class person, and you see him as an equal person. Your positions are equal, so what can't you communicate?"

"…"

Nelson didn't know how to answer Andre's words for a moment. Now is not the time to say such a joke. He lowered his eyes, the mayfly under his feet slowly descended, and jumped to the other corner of the clock tower platform, and looked at Andre: "I can't let Barry block Berlin anymore. It looks like we're going to have a fight. Speaking of which, I've never had a face-to-face confrontation with you holding a wand like this."

"Are you really so stubborn?" Andrei sighed.

"Come on, witchcraft or frizz," Nelson's tone was full of sadness, but there was an unquestionable firmness, "Anyway, I've waited too long for this day."

"Except your weapons!"

He raised his hand abruptly, his wand was raised high, the big bell beside Andre let out a roar of Kongwu, and a bronze horse swung a man-high machete at him, and when he heard the Nelson curse Andrei just raised his arm, and the shield of the Iron Armor Curse was rapidly forming around him. In the corner of his eye, he saw the gleaming blade that rushed towards him, and he remembered what Grindelwald told himself in a small chat. The fun fact about Nelson, when facing Grindelwald, Nelson always playfully starts with a random spell, but the spell is fixed as "Except Your Weapon".

Andre did not expect that he would also be treated by Grindelwald. This time it was a transformation spell. He only cared about reinforcing the iron armor. The next second, the machete swept towards him fiercely. After realizing the tight iron armor defense, The bronze centaur twisted his wrist, and the blade tilted downward as it was about to hit the barrier. The heavy blade was like a sledgehammer, and slapped Andre's Iron Armor Curse mercilessly.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound that was enough to make the ears ring in the ears of those who heard it. Under this sheer force, the Iron Armor Spell was not damaged in the slightest, but Andrea was wearing his Iron Armor, like a hamster ball fired from a baseball bat. , was slapped by a knife, and the speed was so fast that there was only a tail gas left, and Andre, who had no time to react, didn't even say countermeasures, and he couldn't even use Apparition to escape. He could only endure the suffocation caused by weightlessness. The feeling, and the dizziness of rolling away in the barrier of the Iron Armor Curse, smashed into the high-rise buildings facing the street like a meteor.

In the blink of an eye, Andre leaped over the street next to him and smashed into the huge dial on top of the former municipal building in Berlin, leaving a round "bullet hole". The precise structure inside the clock could not withstand this impact. In an instant, in another instant, his figure broke through the back of the dial and continued to swept further away.

Just halfway through his flight path, the mayflies that formed a tight matrix were like a bigger net, waiting for them.

At the moment when Andre flew into the net, Nelson's figure appeared on the roof in front of him. He raised his wand and pointed forward. Andre's "iron armored ball" violated the laws of physics and lost everything in an instant. The kinetic energy hovered smoothly in the air. At the same time, with Nelson's vacant left hand gesture, the mayfly's one eye shot out a fiery beam, and they were intertwined and connected to each other, forming an airtight image. The net, the beams of light interlaced and wrapped Andre in the center. The distance between them was almost negligible from the iron armor. As long as Andre made a slightly more violent movement, he would directly touch the beam and be cursed. s attack.

Nelson's left hand controlled the movement of the beam, and made precise cuts on Andre's iron armor spell. This barrier, which was enough to block such a heavy knife, was so powerless in the face of the magic blessed by alchemy. It was just contact. It shattered and disintegrated.

At the moment when the armor was broken, Nelson's brows furrowed. He gave up the control. The mayflies who lost control gathered the beams together and twisted them into a hemp-like beam of light that was hot enough to distort the light. The location where Andre was located was torn to pieces, and even the air there was ignited and annihilated. Its residual warmth swept across the street, ploughing a bottomless ravine on the bluestone-paved ground, deep. The buried sewers are exposed to the air, and even extend to a deeper place. The rock layers that the Berlin government could not dig down were broken into a grand canyon that seemed to go straight to the center of the earth. under the action of slowly flowing downward.

"It's really terrifying magic, no wonder Lord Grindelwald said that you have gone farther and farther on the wrong road," Andrei's voice sounded leisurely behind Nelson, "If you want me to say, even if it is a wrong road, you have gone In the end, the ability... just can't hit anyone, and no matter how powerful the magic is, it's just more gorgeous fireworks."

His wand pressed hard against Nelson's back, dressed in rough clothes, obviously suffering serious injuries, Nelson said in surprise: "I obviously blocked Apparition, are you a house elf?"

"Obviously not," Andre let out a long sigh of relief, and the violent ups and downs in his chest slowly subsided. If Nelson turned to look at him at this moment, he would find that the crisscrossing scars were all bursting like new scars. , shed lines of blood stains like oil paint, "As a dark wizard, of course, there are some reasons why I can live so long, don't worry, Nelson, when you wake up, the world will be as beautiful as yesterday, so blessed you are lucky Son."

Andre's old and thin back arched, and Nelson used Nelson to cover his whole body to deal with the possible counterattacks of the mayflies. With a simple stun spell, he could completely destroy Nelson, who had exposed his back. Knock down and free him from the center of the brewing storm.

"Where am I lucky, I'm obviously unlucky."

In Nelson's eyes, the dazzling galaxy was reflected. It was the mayflies that were rearranging in front of him. The red one eye lit up like the dying sun at the same time. Andrei also breathed out his magic. Almost at the same time, the mayfly's matrix and Andre's wand fired at the same time, the red magic spell passed through the chest, and the mayfly's light beam also arrived at the same time, completely drowning the two figures.

Andre's eyes suddenly lit up with stars, and this meteor-like scenery could not hide the shock in his eyes. Andre, who was hit by countless stun spells in all directions, seemed to see Nelson's head. Twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, and stood up again from a pool of water on the ground.

"water-"

Andre's fallen body was supported by Nelson and gently placed on the ground. The old man who had worked hard all day could finally sleep soundly.

After confirming that Andre was in a coma, Nelson tied him up out of caution. He walked to the edge of the rooftop, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the dark ghosts that were circling Berlin.

The huge and incomparable black ghost has no body, only a grinning, terrifying face that hides and appears from time to time, like a natural disaster that weighs the city with black clouds, and also like a mighty wave. The high black wall with smiling faces that is constantly being submerged ruthlessly destroys everything that comes close to it. In the high wall with black air surging, there are dense cries of children. Nelson can even hear its emotions and past from this cry. It was a spring that had grown under high pressure and was about to be bent. It was hard to imagine how many times the accumulated pressure would return to the person who oppressed it when it stretched.

Compared with Credence, a senior silent person who has been studying himself for many years, Barry who resists this identity is separated from silent one. He is constantly escaping and shrinking, and he has never even borrowed it before coming to Berlin. Strength, the Grindelwald who tried to treat him is not a professional doctor after all. He can only use more powerful magic to suppress the silence in Barry's body. The perennial pressure not only saves Barry's life, but makes him live like a normal person. , but how solid and terrifying are the monsters that breed under such pressure? No one can answer this question, and even Grindelwald himself has begun to suppress the monster in Barry.

The chain was only loosened a little, and the countermeasure that followed nearly killed Barry. It only took him a day to go from a guy who could eat, run and joke to a **** lying in bed motionless. Her body has become a highly poisonous poison, and even the gentle touch of her lover will burn her caring hand.

Grindelwald had to take a risk and use Haierbo's soul-slaving magic to force Barry to occupy a body, but this was not a dignified method. Barry's life was nothing compared to the silent magic. The host of evil thoughts has become a tumor parasitic on the huge magic power. There has never been such a bold treatment in history, nor has such a terrifying silentness ever been born. After Barry's life, the effect of this spell is to let Barry bypass the linkage with the silent magic and directly control his body like a puppet.

This is also a good way. Even after bypassing Barry's connection with Momo, there are ample opportunities to suppress Momo sternly, but Barry refuses.

The buildings in the city were chewed into powder in the grimace's wild laughter. People who saw it from a distance had an instinctive fear that their lives would be sucked away. Barry was about to make a full circle, when this high wall composed of magic power was connected end to end. At that time, Nelson also did not have the confidence to break it, he thought about his experience dealing with Credence, although powerful, Credence did not have such uncontrollable magic power.

Just like unrestrained desires, flowers that can devour the world have bloomed. It seems that while Barry is adapting to this body, he silently has ample opportunities to adapt to freedom.

Nelson's brows tightened. He noticed that at the edge of the city, two wizards, a man and a woman, were riding broomsticks and were flying at a low altitude, quickly approaching the direction of the battlefield. What was even more terrifying was that, with the ghosts coming from the Dementors. The sky passed by, and those monsters that had no time to avoid were also swallowed by it. Negative emotions and magic power devoured each other and promoted each other. The cry of children has resounded over the city. This cry contains irresistible magic power. The two sides became crazy, and even Nelson felt a wave of dizziness, which was completely different from the silence he encountered at Hogwarts.

This may be a situation that no one expected, and Barry's silence has completely gotten out of control.

There was only less than a mile left between the head and the tail of the ghost. Nelson gritted his teeth without hesitation. He had to stop Silent. Nelson held his wand high, pointed it in the direction of the ghost, and slashed hard, the sky's The cloud layer broke through a big hole, and the impacted cloud curled up and piled up around, like the waves caused by a meteorite falling into the sea. At the top of the cloud layer, a silver eye like a sun lit up, and was called and entrenched in the sky over Prussia. The stars were connected into a magic net centered on it, and the thick thunder column wrapped in the wind whistled and fell to the ground like a giant dragon.

Noticing the moving ghost in front of him, he did not dodge or evade, but instead let out a shrill laughter composed of the cries of countless children.

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