My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 29 The Snake Catcher Says ([-])

"Nal, let's get ready to go." In the evening, Nelson's door was pushed open again. He leaned on the chair tiredly. In front of him was an open magazine. On the table were some books, broom models, magazines. , gadgets like crystal balls, and a bunch of dismantled boxes.He spent the afternoon preparing for a possible fight that night, and he was busy unpacking the Christmas gifts sent to him by his classmates.

Nelson heard the sound and looked at Tom who was standing in the doorway.

"Tom? You go out dressed like this?" Nelson held his forehead speechlessly. Tom was wearing a wizard's robe and had a wand in his hand. "Are you afraid people won't see you as a wizard?"

"What's that?" Tom shrugged noncommittally. "There's no heald on the wand anyway, so what if we just cast magic in front of those Muggles?"

"Don't you even read the books you bought yourself?" Nelson pointed to the cartoons spread out on the table, "Aliens all know that they wear glasses to cover their faces. The Ministry will also find it on your head. You should wear it like me, so you can run faster when you are beaten."

"Okay." Tom glanced at Nelson, who was wearing a pair of overalls and a gray linen smock, nodded in response, turned around and went out the door, "I'll change clothes, and we'll set off when I get back."

"Well," Nelson responded, stopping Tom as he was about to walk out the door, "wait, Tom."

"Huh?" Tom turned his head, listening.

"Do you think I should take this?" Nelson picked up the cane that was leaning against the table and waved it a few times. "If there was a situation where you needed to hit someone on the back of the head with some kind of blunt force, I think it would be suitable. ."

"..." Tom rolled his eyes, "I think I want to hit the back of your head with it right now."

"Okay, just kidding." Nelson leaned it against the table and stopped Tom, who was turning to leave. "Wait a minute."

Tom stopped, turned his ears, and didn't look back.

"Thank you for the comics, I like this gift very much." Nelson picked up a few "Action Comics" on the table and raised it with a smile, "Wear thicker, it's a little cold tonight."

"Oh, I really don't know how you like watching this." Tom said dryly, and walked away quickly without looking back, closing the door, and floating in the hallway with an unreal word, "As long as you like it."

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"So the way you look for prey is to stand on the street and try your luck?" Nelson complained while standing in the middle of an intersection two blocks away from home, which seemed to have been a military camp, and all you could see on the side of the road were broken pieces. The stretched barbed wire with large and small holes, he put a black windbreaker over his blouse, and now he wrapped it a little tighter, and stomped on the ground with small steps, "If I had known it was so cold tonight, I would have I'm wearing cotton clothes."

"Don't worry, it'll be right away." Tom stood by the side, wearing a trench coat of the same style-the two were close in stature, Bella always buys two of the same clothes when she buys clothes, and then embroiders "N" on the cuffs ” and “T” (Nelson: NT group? That sounds stupid!), London gets dark early in December, and there are no street lights, neon signs, or overtime programmers. The brightly lit building was so dark that the two people in their clothes even had to blend in with the night, but it was a pity that Tom's pale face and Nelson's pale blond hair were still a bit conspicuous. Tom looked at him and followed his body. The trembling hair looked at him together, "One thing to say, in this case, black people will still have some environmental advantages. Besides, didn't you tell me to wear more clothes? Why did I get cold."

"It's called survival of the fittest..." Nelson said in a low voice. He took out his warm hands in the pockets of his trench coat, clenched his wand, and assumed a fighting stance. He heard the street There was a sound of "Xixi Susuo". This sound seemed to be composed of countless cluttered sounds, and it came not only from a certain direction, but from all directions, not only from a certain distance, but from a certain distance. There is far and near - Nelson stopped his words and tried to identify the sound in the evening wind that would make him feel irritable or even manic. This is the sound of countless scales sliding and rubbing on the hard ground!
"Tom!" Nelson shouted, "Watch out, it's shaking!"

"Don't worry," Tom stood by with a relaxed expression like a little bear with his hands spread out, "I called them."

The sour rubbing sound became louder, and the ground nearby had begun to twist as if alive, with sparkling black light. As the sound grew louder, the four streets connected by the intersection were like tidewater Generally twist up!
"Fluorescent flashes!" Nelson couldn't help but light up the light. He stretched out his wand and pointed to the ground. He saw snakes, big and small, entangled with each other, crawling in all directions.

"Parseltongue isn't just about being able to talk to snakes...it's an innate magic, not a foreign language." Tom raised his chin smugly at Nelson, he looked away, then drew his wand and held it flat against him. On the side, black that was thicker than the night condensed around him - this black was deeper than all the blacks Nelson had ever seen, and the light captured by it did not reflect or escape at all, and they converged into a surging stream. Black smoke surrounded Tom's legs, and he kept his posture like the savior in the church fresco, and his body slowly floated up.

Tom floated about a meter above the ground, looking down at the snake group that had been surrounded by layers like a king looking down at his people. The snake group kept a distance from the two, leaving a standard space of two. The ellipse drawn by the human as the focal point, the group of snakes held their heads high, spitting out letters, and looking up at Tom.

Tom looked around without a trace of emotion, the red light in his eyes was particularly conspicuous in the night, the snake group suddenly quieted down, and there was only the sound of the wind in the night, Tom's lips didn't move much, but there was an unpleasant, as if The low, snake-like roar squeezed out of his throat, the strange sound of "hiss" was very soft, but it traveled far.

As soon as Tom finished speaking, the snake group seemed to have received some order, like a forbidden army, scattered at an alarming speed into the nooks and crannies and darkness of the night street, creating a scene of receding tide.

Nelson relaxed his body, lowered his arm gripping his wand, stretched his sore shoulders from tension, and looked at Tom who had already landed beside him.

"Where did you find so many snakes?" Nelson shuddered, and occasionally there could be the sound of rubbing scales and the "hiss" sound of spitting out letters, "I'm afraid there are hundreds or thousands of snakes. Right? Are there so many snakes in London?"

"Snakes are widely distributed animals." Tom unbuttoned his trench coat, put his hands in the pockets of Nelson's same overalls, and paced back and forth in the middle of the road, "Where do you need snakes in London? There are so many snakes in the West Side. Especially in a humid city like London, where a lot of household waste is produced every day and the sewer system is intricate.”

"Do snakes eat garbage?" Nelson was a little curious, he knew that lions, eagles or badgers should not have the habit of eating garbage.

"?" A big question mark appeared on Tom's head. He resisted the urge to hit Nelson on the back of the head with a cane and explained, "Rats eat garbage, so there are a lot of rats in London, and snakes eat rats. So London has a lot of snakes."

"I see, so how are they going to find that snake?"

"The difference between a snake and a snake is very big." The smug look on Tom's face became stronger and stronger, "Mr. Encyclopedia, I am very honored to be able to add to you - such a huge python entered the West City, no Unlike a three-meter-tall giant who came to London, it stood out more than the moon at night!"

"Have you noticed that a large part of the snakes are headed to the same place?" Tom strode down one of the streets connected by the crossroads, looking up at the sky, "but the moon in London at night is not very conspicuous. ."

"I didn't notice, to be honest, I didn't even look at it." Nelson wrapped his windbreaker tightly again and followed Tom, "Although I'm a student of Slytherin, I really don't like snakes, I don't like this kind of thing at all. Sticky, twisted and twisted strips of creatures, not to mention hundreds of thousands of them swarming in front of me and entangled with each other..."

"Oh, Nal, I think you have a stereotype of snakes." Tom bent over and picked up a small green snake from the ground, wrapped it around his index finger, and handed it to Nelson, "You can't confuse them with caterpillars, you see How cute is it?"

"You're a devil!" Nelson took a step back, "Take it away!"

"Haha," Tom said while playing with the little snake in his hand, leaning his hand to his mouth and muttering a few words in Parseltongue, then bent over and placed it in the grass among the barbed wire by the roadside, he turned around and threatened with playfulness On Nelson, "Hopefully you'll come to terms with waking up every morning with a snake on your pillow."

"Tom!" Nelson snapped out his wand and pointed it at him.

"Hey, there's no need to be so excited..." Tom casually inserted his hand into the pocket of his trench coat, "It's a big deal that we won't put snakes in your bed..."

"Smashed to pieces!"

"There are many obstacles!"

At the moment when Tom shot the Shattering Charm back with his backhand, Nelson's Obstruction Charm had already wiped Tom's face and flew towards the big black snake that was rushing towards Tom in the night.

"It really isn't a simple beast, it flashes fluorescent light." Tom quickly ran to Nelson's side, turned around and raised his lit wand to stand beside him, "It even sneaks up."

"Our spell doesn't seem to hurt it." Nelson frowned. Tom's smashing spell hit the ground, raising a lot of smoke. In the smoke, the light from Tom's wand seemed to illuminate a huge , an oppressive figure.

At a height of more than two meters above the ground, a pair of green eyes were looking at them faintly. The green vertical pupils slowly expanded into heart-pounding circles, and the smoke and dust gradually dissipated. Its huge figure became clearer and clearer, and its ready-to-go posture gradually came into the eyes of the two of them.

　Typos, wrong sentences and logic errors in the first 28 chapters have been corrected.

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