My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 181 Infernal Corpse Army
"Today is your day of death."

Unknown how many distorted human figures speak at the same time, they are male and female, old and young, far and near, these words are uttered from different "persons", stacked and scattered on each other, the listener can't help but Depressed heart, rational collapse.

"It's disgusting, what is this..." Tom gasped, and Nelson put down his work and stepped forward, standing beside Tom, staring at the animals slowly emerging from the smoke with a serious face. crawled out of the body.

"I'm Borgin Bock..."

The first one to climb up in front of the two was a man with pale skin and covered with a rag, who looked like a drowned ghost. This man had no hair on his body, and one eye socket was empty, while the other eye was radiating shockingly. In the blue light of soul, his joints were strangely bent in the opposite direction to that of ordinary people, he pressed his elbows and knees against the ground, crawled forward quickly like a spider, and appeared in front of the two of them in the blink of an eye.

He lowered his body, and then kicked hard, and jumped towards Tom in the air!

Tom showed a disgusted expression, raised his wand and pointed forward, a black phantom with red light flashed past, so fast that Nelson couldn't see clearly, the man disappeared in place, and he didn't know where he went.There was only a pile of black ashes left on the ground, which were quickly blown away by the wind. When the ashes dispersed, only a blue eyeball remained in place, and it kept turning around even though it was separated from the body. turn to.

"Gnar, there are a lot of ghost things behind."

Tom stomped on that eyeball, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the ruins of the store in front of him. Most of the mushroom cloud and gathered smoke and dust had dispersed, and after the smoke and dust cleared, countless twisted bodies were holding their heads high. , with disgusting saliva or mucus flowing from his mouth, staring at Tom intently.

"I'm Borgin Bock."

This time it was a child who jumped out, his upper body was naked, there was a frightening hole where the heart was, and a scorpion tail covered with bristles protruded from it.He took off from a much farther position than the bald head before. After a run-up with both hands and feet, he flew towards Tom with a wild laugh, spread his limbs and embraced Tom's face. The next second, he hit a transparent wall straight, Like a doll that fell to the ground, it was smashed to pieces, and from the sections of the limbs, small black shadows fled like flying away, leaving only a blue eyeball bouncing in front of the two of them. .

"Are those little balls from before you still there?" Tom stomped on the little balls, approached Nelson, and asked in a low voice, "I feel that they are a bit too crowded, and it's just right to use your magic."

Nelson knew that Tom was talking about a positional battle with a bunch of weapons, but he shook his head and said, "To tell you the truth, I did drop a lot of small balls in the Bojinbok Magic Store before, but they were all taken away." The explosion went off and I don't know where they are."

"That's over, that's really bad news." Tom shrugged. "We've got a lot of work to do."

"In a sense, this is also good news." Nelson also shrugged, and the movements of the two were abnormally synchronized.

"what?"

"The ball was blown up, which means that the entire Knockturn Alley is now full of my weapons, and such a big wizard market is now full of my positions."

"Phew!" Tom blew. "That's cool."

It seems that Tom and Nelson chatted for too long, and the group of bodies crawling in the ruins felt offended. They raised their heads and shouted:
"We are Borgin Bock!"

"Okay, I know you are Borginbock." Tom raised his wand impatiently, and a small red light slowly flew towards the center of the "crowd". An array of small light particles flew towards the opposite side, "Don't you feel disgusted when you say a sentence over and over again? Or do you only know this sentence?"

"We are Borgin Bocks..." Borgin Bocks responded, yes, they really only know this sentence.

"boom--"

The first particle of light shot by Tom was the first to reach the formation, and it sent out an astonishing explosion, which raised the surrounding temperature a lot, and the ground trembled, and then centered on that particle of light, the heat of the explosion suddenly Shrink, gather back to that point and disappear.

Looking around, in a standard sphere centered on a particle of light, the inner wall of the pothole has been cleaned up as bright as new without any debris. Tom raised his eyebrows and said, "This is the monster I told you about. curse."

"That spell that even a bad wizard can blow up a street?" Nelson was surprised to see the effect of the spell like washing the ground, and watched the line of light particles follow behind him to the strong shop— —

"Boom-boom-boom!"

A series of explosions happened in front of his eyes, and the original ruins had completely disappeared, leaving only a few neatly arranged round smooth potholes on the ground, which shocked Nelson from ear to ear.

"Is there no price? Can it be thrown so frequently?"

"Of course not," Tom shook his head, "but you can save them up and throw them all at once, like you're doing now."

"These Borgin Bocks should be gone, right?" As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe, looked at the regular pothole in front of him, found the problem again, turned his head, and asked Nelson worriedly, "We are killing Are they? We're not going to jail in Azkaban, are we?"

"No," Nelson shook his head, raised his wand, and knocked away a sneaky wizard who was about to touch him, and said seriously, "These things are infernal corpses."

"Inferi?" Tom immediately retorted when he heard this, "Inferi can't speak."

"Indeed, ghosts can't speak," Nelson looked at the rows of potholes in front of him, and suddenly felt a weak shock coming from under his feet. He pointed lightly with his wand, and a small thing that fell to the side flew away. Come on, hovering between the two, it is a pale little finger, there is no trace of blood on the broken part of the little finger, Nelson explained, "It is true that the ghost can only obey simple orders, and its actions are not so flexible, but you see This finger, I have seen Yin corpses, it is exactly the same state as Yin corpses - I think the reason why they are so flexible and can talk has a lot to do with that eyeball."

After all, Nelson threw the little finger aside, and a cluster of black flames fell from the fingertips to the ground, climbed onto it, and burned it up. After burning out, the flames continued to crawl along the ground, looking for own fuel.

"Hey, it's disgusting." Tom scratched his forearm. "You don't have to go to jail."

"We have to send Mr. Caractacus to jail. There are so many ghost corpses, and I don't know how many people he killed..."

Nelson felt the vibration under his feet getting stronger and stronger, and Tom also felt it. The two turned their heads to look at the rows of potholes, only to see pale arms stretching out from the pit wall, grabbing the potholes again. Wall pulled himself out.

"There's serious trouble..." Tom raised his wand. These newly-appeared ghouls are not as inflexible as the previous ones. They have complete limbs, healthy bodies, and even look about the same height and figure, and their expressions are more flexible.

As soon as the words were finished, all the corpses hanging on the wall of the pit turned their heads and stared at Tom, showing a strange smile.

"We are Borgin Bock!"

The nearest Bojinbok tensed his arms and swung it vigorously. Immediately, he jumped up like an ape, followed by a dozen figures, and attacked Tom head-on. Like that Bojin Burke, there were fine cracks on his body, and a violent energy wanted to rush out of his body-this was like throwing more than a dozen bombs.

These later infernal corpses are too flexible, and it is more difficult to target them with a spell than before. At 01:30, Tom pursed his lips, glanced at Nelson sideways, and then he was heartbroken and raised his arms. It's time to use those bottom-of-the-box black magic.

But Nelson suddenly stepped forward and pressed Tom's hand. He raised his sleeve, and waved his hand holding the wand forward to the sky!
A high wall made of black flames appeared in front of the two of them in an instant. It was like burning ice, absorbing light and heat, and the whole Knockturn Alley was darkened because of this—this wall was completely improved by Grindelwald. The Fiendfire composition is easier to control, more concentrated, and more powerful.

The flame is the nemesis of the yin corpse, not to mention Fierce Fire. When the yin cadavers gliding in the air saw the wall of fire suddenly appearing in front of them, there was even a humanized expression of fear in their eyes. They widened their eyes and bumped straight On the firewall.

"Aren't you good at dealing with people?" Nelson held Tom's arm and said very fast, "Go, find Caractacus, these ghost corpses are endless, and it's hard to end if you don't find their owners. I'm here."

Tom nodded, opened his hand, and there were two strange eyeballs dancing in his palm - Borgin Burk's prosthetic eye, and Borgin Burk's soul. He looked at the wall of Fiendfire summoned by Nelson, and swallowed Spit, and said, "I might have to use some... inconvenient magic."

"I understand."

Nelson nodded, took out the silver lighter from his pocket, and rubbed the light. A faint red flame was burning from the cotton thread of the lighter. Nelson pointed the tip of his wand at the flame, and quickly Quickly, the flame slowly climbed up the wand. It burned with magic power, but did not wear out the wand. Gradually, the whole wand burned, and even Nelson's hand was also ignited with flames.

Nelson's face was a little pale, he clenched his teeth, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead.

Seeing the pain of Nelson being burned by the flames, Tom clenched his wand tightly, squinted his eyes, and his eyes turned completely blood-colored. He couldn't wait to get Caractacus out.

Under the control of Nelson's spell, the flame on the wand gradually became darker and turned as black as the wall of fire. Nelson half-kneeled on the ground, held up his wand, and plunged into the ground vigorously.

With the wand as the center, four thick black pillars of fire rushed towards the southeast, northwest, and four directions like four ferocious and majestic dragons. After reaching a distance of about two blocks, the pillars of fire divided into two clusters and spread to both sides. Adjacent flames are connected.

The flames drew a circle, encompassing the two surrounding blocks, and Nelson let go of his wand in relief, leaving it in the dirt, and staggered to his feet.

Seeing this, Tom grabbed the chair he had brought over at the beginning and asked Nelson to sit on it and rest.

"Wait for a while." Nelson observed the torch-like wand on the ground. The surrounding flames rose higher and higher, and finally closed above their heads, forming a black closed hemisphere that completely covered the sky.

The main business in Knockturn Alley is black magic items, so there has never been a shortage of black shops and black customers. Fights of various magics are common in Knockturn Alley. The shopkeepers and customers in Knockturn Alley have long been used to this kind of scene. They evacuated to a safe viewing area early, and waited for the loser to compensate them for their losses after the fight. Some guys who thought they could fish in troubled waters passed out early after seeing the Yin Corpse appearing on the stage. Finally, some people fainted After waking up, he opened his eyes and saw a black flame burning above his head, tilting his head, and passed out again.

"Excellent..." Tom nodded heavily and disappeared in place.

Nelson, on the other hand, sat on a chair and took out a cup to drink water, and explained to the air, "It looks big, but it's actually big, and it's just a thin layer. If it can withstand it for a second or put a layer of protection on the outside, it's still good." You can rush out."

Nelson blew on the hot water, took a sip, and saw that the surroundings were already covered with black pythons. They spit out messages and searched for information on the ground, and gradually approached a certain direction not far away.

Black flames burned all over the sky and the ground, and a group of monsters that looked like humans and ghosts rushed towards a high wall made of flames to commit suicide. The ground was covered with writhing black pythons. It was a black ball that was too big, but inside it was such a scene of purgatory.

And Nelson, who was sitting in the middle, could not be said to be a ghost in purgatory, or a god in purgatory.

Soon, his breathing calmed down, and he almost drank a bottle of water.

Except for a few black pythons on the ground, most of them gathered at a certain point not far away. These pythons intertwined with each other and gradually formed a human shape. Tom wrapped himself in a robe and walked out of the group of snakes. With a cruel smile on his face, he raised his wand and shot a red light towards the ground.

At the same time, the ground moved, and a crooked figure rushed out from the ground, straightly coming back to Nelson who was sitting not far away, he held up his wand and let out a triumphant laugh, "Haha! There is a wizard who lost himself in the battle wand!"

Tom raised his wand, not at all worried about Nelson's safety, and a twisted red light shot into Calactacus's back.

"Someone thinks that wizards can only have one wand."

Nelson shook his head and raised the other wand hidden in his hand. While covering the lid of the water glass, he turned around and looked at the little old man who hit the transparent barrier and slapped his whole body on it.

Tom's spell pierced through his defenses without hindrance, stunned and bound him.

"Wretched guy, your days are over."

Tom came from behind, grabbed Caractacus by the hair and lifted him up. Those ghost corpses who had committed suicide against the fire wall lost their movements in an instant, and collapsed on the ground one by one.

"What about these ghouls?" Tom threw Caractacus at Nelson's feet, looked at the ghouls lying all around him, and asked with a headache.

(End of this chapter)