My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 164 Double Kill
"Okay." Tom didn't seem very interested. He shrugged and walked towards the shield wall standing in the distance. He saw Nelson reach out to call it back, and carefully turned it back into a small ball and put it into his waist. Small side pocket.

Behind the shield wall was a mess, a thick green fog with a strange color replaced the original smoke and dust caused by the basilisk, Tom hadn't seen the whole picture of the giant beast clearly until now, and when the occlusion disappeared, before faint The smell of gunpowder smoke immediately became stronger, and he sniffed his nose twice, feeling that the smell was a bit strong.

"Won't you panic if you put it there?" Tom looked back, frowned and glanced at the strangely positioned pockets on Nelson's coat, and opened his mouth to say something, but the thick fog suddenly felt like a heart Generally, it shrinks a little, and then expands suddenly.

Tom's ears moved, and he immediately turned his head to look behind him. He narrowed his eyes, raised his hands and held them in the direction of the thick fog, and the black light that had gradually dimmed flickered again.

"Oh? Is this thing so durable?" Nelson stopped what he was doing, and stood next to Tom two steps forward, looking at the restless fog with interest. He glanced at Tom's hand in surprise. and said, "It turns out that I misunderstood you... You are really magic."

The thick fog shrunk again, and then expanded back to its original size. Nelson even faintly heard the sound of his heart beating. He almost overwhelmed the other voices in the secret room, and he had a bad feeling that something extraordinary was waking up.

"Of course it's magic." When the thick fog shrank to the thickness of dye, Tom rolled his eyes at Nelson and said softly, "I'll show you how a real wizard casts spells."

"Standing around and reciting spells for a few minutes waiting to be walked over and beaten to death?" Nelson teased.

"Just watch how I beat it to death in a few seconds!"

"Actually, I've been wanting to ask since the very beginning, why did you hit it?" Nelson asked curiously, "They didn't mess with you, it might be some mental illness, but wouldn't it be fine if you locked it up there? ?”

"The basilisk is the last guard to guard the things left by Slytherin," Tom rubbed his wrists, bowed his head and half-kneeled on the ground, with his two black hands pressed to the ground, "Aren't you curious? At Hogwarts Gryffindor has swords, Hufflepuffs have cups, Ravenclaws have diadems, but what do Slytherins have?"

"When did you become so interested in the history of magic?" Nelson recalled, even took out a book and flipped through it quickly, and replied after a while, "It's true that I didn't mention it, don't tell me, I This is the first time I found this question. Oh! Here is... Let me see, 'About the relics of the founder of Hogwarts, Salazar Slytherin, as a famous and powerful wizard of that era, why didn't he keep it? The academic community has always had different opinions about the relics that match its status and strength. At present, there are two popular theories-the first kind of view is that the castle of Hogwarts is the relic of Slytherin; Leitlin took away his magic props after conflicting with the other three founders and left the school, and ended up living outside...', which one do you prefer?"

"I don't know," Tom shook his head. "Here's some information, but he didn't write down where he put the relics, but—"

Tom suddenly closed his mouth, and looked seriously at the thick fog in front of him. The fog gradually solidified, outlining the shape of a twisted snake, and he whispered, "There is trouble."

"Trouble?" Nelson looked forward, raised his arms again, and said, "Fortunately, I have a lot of things, and I can't finish them all in one wave."

"and also?"

"Well, that's right." He clasped his palms and swung forward violently, "Whatever he is, I'll shoot a volley."

"Da da da!"

Intensive and loud voices came from all directions in the secret room, and the dark corners were filled with blue flames at the moment. Tom could hear the sound of "whoosh" coming from his ears one after another, and the scorching air column passed by his face one after another. , and the flames soaring into the sky in front of him reflected a crazy painting on the surface of his smooth black visor.

The vain thick fog was scattered by the high-speed and dense large-caliber bullets. Nelson threw a brand-new ring shield to cover the two of them and Nagini who crawled silently. A strange look looked at Nelson.

The dense green fog was quickly evaporated by the high temperature, revealing the huge blackened and carbonized body inside. The basilisk wrapped itself tightly with its huge body like a ball of yarn, and the exposed body was broken into several sections. Each section has different appearances, some are completely carbonized, exuding a pungent burnt smell, some are covered with scars, and are bleeding black poisonous blood, and some are like fish with scales peeled off for cooking , disgusting.

And after the round of volley just now, the body of the basilisk was more riddled with holes, and it could even be seen that the red warhead was still spinning hard, trying to penetrate deeper.

The nearby pillars and the ground, even the hem of the Slytherin statue, were also tattered due to the random shooting of ricochets.

Nagini's eyes became even more strange. God knows what this basilisk experienced before in the dense fog that no one had seen. Nelson even felt that he had overreacted, but he knew that now was not the time to show mercy. Raised the spell and pointed at the mass of basilisks that looked like they couldn't die any more.

"Puff puff--"

There was another volley, this time without the cover of dense fog, the two people and the snake could clearly see the situation inside, and saw ammunition of various colors flying from the corners of the secret room as dense as a rainstorm, it seemed that it was because of the previous The firearms in his guns have not yet cooled down, and the sound of this round of volleys is chaotic and bursting. With the help of magic, those sharp bullets rotate at a high speed, easily breaking through the scales of the basilisk, and those bullets of different colors carry all kinds of magic. Bombarded the broken body of the basilisk, making its tattered body like a rag doll jump up - petrification, wind blade, flame, venom, oppression, twisting... all kinds of seemingly powerful Small magic superimposed together produced amazing effects. The outermost body of the "basilisk ball" was instantly reduced to powder, and even the inner body had no effective resistance, and was crushed in a few seconds. Torn to shreds.

"I think you are very suitable for fighting against a huge magical animal," Tom said quietly. He held his breath and said in a low voice, "It didn't even flow over, it still smelled bloody just now, and now it doesn't even smell bloody. .”

"Hahaha, let's try to catch a dragon sometime." Nelson rubbed his hands, turned his head and asked, "Is the thing still inside?"

"Yeah," Tom replied, nodding, his hands on the ground, he didn't know what he was doing, "it's weak, but more violent."

"Can't this level of damage kill it?"

"Yes, or it is already dead," Tom replied, "but the basilisk is really hard to kill. You may not have much contact with this kind of thing, so you don't know much about it. The characteristic of the basilisk's immortality is somewhat similar to Dementors, unless they are utterly extinguished, will surely rise from their own ashes."

"Phoenix?" Nelson raised his eyebrows.

"It sounds similar, but it's completely different..." Tom narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "He's coming!"

"Is it still there? The basilisk in front?"

"Inside." Tom didn't know how to perceive it, he said firmly, "I can feel its restlessness, can you hold it for a few seconds? My magic is about to take shape."

"Honestly, I think you've gone astray," Nelson said. "It's better to practice boxing than this. It's too slow to cast spells."

"This is the first time, next time will be soon."

As soon as Tom finished speaking, Nelson raised his arms again, rolled up his sleeves, and snapped his fingers vigorously.

"Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" A few piercing sounds came through the air, somewhat similar to the sound of the arrows at the beginning, but much thinner. There were only a few sounds. Although thin, the aura was not small at all. Tom heard Something flew high into the air, and then fell down heavily.

"boom!"

A golden spear as thick and long as a flagpole fell from the air, and landed heavily on the basilisk with a speed that Tom couldn't see clearly. Its body did not form any effective resistance to this huge force. With a sound of "铛!", the spear plunged into the ground, leaving a spiderweb-shaped crack on the ground that extended to the feet of the two.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The first spear seemed to serve as a beacon, and the other spears fell into the body of the basilisk one after another. When the last spear fell, they all glowed and were connected by the light to form a whole. Making the spear look thicker and longer, the coiled body of the basilisk looks pitiful and helpless like a cupcake with a dozen wedding candles stuck in it.

"What's this?" Tom's tone changed slightly, he coughed twice, and asked, "How long can it be shut down?"

"It's been a long time. Fortunately, your secret room is big enough, otherwise it might be really difficult for me to use it," Nelson said, "These spears are made of a special alloy I developed by Muggles. A windfall for husbands, they are not satisfied with these alloys, the strength and toughness are ridiculously high, but they are too heavy to be applied, I asked for it, and found that it is really strong, and it also has a strange excellent conduction of magic Ability, and weight, for me, is not an issue at all."

"Tsk, Muggles are really powerful."

"It's nothing more than human affairs." Nelson shook his head, picked up his wand and pointed at the basilisk fixed on the ground by the spears, those glowing spears gradually turned red, and a "sizzling" sound like roasting meat was heard between the two of them. There was a ringing in the ear, and the air around the spear was also distorted by the high temperature.

The basilisk, which had been motionless for a long time, bounced violently, and then twisted violently, but when twisting, it would inevitably touch the spear and cause secondary damage, which made it more painful and struggled more violently.

"Playing dead? Interesting." Nelson pouted, put down his wand, and said, "I've fixed it dead in place. To tell you the truth, except for the fact that it's hard to hit people, my 'prison' is full of people You can escape, these spears are loaded with different magic, even if the basilisk can apparate, it is impossible to escape."

"You are amazing too." Tom took his hands off the ground and stood up.

"So what kind of magic is it that you have been preparing for a long time." Nelson took a step back to make way for Tom. "I have been curious for a long time."

The basilisk was still struggling violently, and finally, its head poked out from the twisted and twisted body like a hill, but it seemed to be entangled with itself, unable to move.

Nelson exhaled a breath of foul air. He had long been annoyed at the headless thing, a bunch of twisted flesh entangled together, like some indescribable thing, now that it has a head, it really is much more pleasing to the eye.

There was no emotion on the Basilisk's face, it just looked at Nelson silently, as if it wanted to engrave the man's face into its soul. After a few seconds, its eyes lost their luster, and then it raised its head and stuck its jaw in the On a section of the body, push the head forward vigorously!He actually broke his jaw off!
"puff!"

The stinky snake blood sprayed forward, and when it hit the luminous barrier formed by the spears, it instantly turned into steam.

Nelson and Tom were shocked by this scene, and the basilisk was like a stone statue, maintaining its head held high, and you could even see its throat directly. Immediately afterwards, two faint green lights appeared on its pitch-black throat. The tube lighted up, and with a tooth-piercing grinding sound, another basilisk crawled out of its mouth.

"That's what I mean when I say it's hard to kill." Tom explained in a timely manner, "But look, it seems that you have poked its lower body, and it can't get out."

Nelson nodded, blaming me for controlling you. Now it’s a stake. It’s time to output. He took a step back again and signaled Tom to start his performance.

Tom twisted his neck, and even reached out to take off the mask. Nelson was about to stop him, but he saw Tom's eyes under the mask were frighteningly red. He smiled at Nelson and turned his head to look directly at the basilisk.

The basilisk's eyes widened, but the wizard in front of him did not respond to his most powerful petrification at all, which caused great confusion in the basilisk's little mind. It thought its eyes were not open, but how could the snake open them? What about not opening your eyes?

I saw Tom slightly raised his hands up, and wisps of black smoke escaped from the robe and dissipated immediately. He flew up slowly, looked down at the basilisk, raised his black hands, and pointed at the newborn basilisk with force. a grip.

The black mist surged on his hands, like hundreds of restless snakes entangled. These snakes immediately calmed down when he held his hands, but the body of the basilisk boiled!Groups of black figures whose faces could not be clearly seen flew out of Tom's hands and entangled in the basilisk.

Snakes don't have vocal organs, but Nelson can hear it howling in pain.

There was nothing unusual about it, but the two fluorescent green eyes slowly turned black.

(End of this chapter)