My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 306 Mechanical Seance
"It's really boring."

Nelson wiped his wand, felt Tom pacing up and down in front of him, looked up from time to time to see Ludwig and Margaret who were fighting fiercely in the arena, and couldn't help yawning.

"Putting these two together, it's really a good match, and a good talent."

Tom looked at Ludwig in the center of the field. He was hiding from Margaret's intensive spell attack behind the bunker in the field, while manipulating the stone behind Margaret to approach slowly, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

The two contestants did not know what stimulated them, and their fighting style became more conservative. After more than ten minutes, the content of the game was still in the test and the test after the test. Nelson felt that he was getting more and more sleepy. Probably falling asleep, he pulled a small silver ball from his pocket, put his thumb against a dark brown button, and raised it to his mouth.

"Hey... I can only drink a cup of coffee with my own study time, what an unforgivable sin."

Nelson pressed the button, and the cold coffee mixed with ice cubes flowed out from the gap opened by the ball, and fell into Nelson's mouth. He swallowed the coffee, left the ice cubes in his mouth, and chewed "creakly".

"Ah..." Tom looked like he had seen a ghost, "Didn't you say that props are not allowed?"

"Yeah, I didn't bring it. I just planted the coffee beans and squeezed them now." Nelson handed the ball to Tom, and pointed to the depression under his feet that looked like a radish pit. "Would you like some? The green coffee beans The button is grass juice, the orange one is pumpkin juice, and the yellow one is lemonade."

"Lemons? Don't you hate lemons the most?" Tom took the ball and accidentally pressed the green button. The green drink sprayed out from the ball and made him face, "Don't lie to me, coffee is a bush , I’ve seen coffee trees, this is obviously a pit left by digging potatoes.”

"That's great, agronomist."

Nelson took out a tissue and handed it to Tom, which made Tom even more confused. Obviously, before the start of the match, McGonagall found Hagrid to carry it. He checked Nelson's coat inside and out, and even turned the pockets outside. It stands to reason There should be nothing inside. Tom even made up his mind to deliberately release the water without accidents, leaving the opponent to Nelson to see how he would fight without the junk.

"Seriously, what would Professor Dumbledore want me to do?"

Tom stopped, sat down beside Nelson, and asked in a low voice.

At this moment, the battle between Margaret and Ludwig has finally entered a fierce stage. The stone that Ludwig attacked was as ridiculous as a primitive man's hidden weapon, and it didn't even scratch Margaret, and Margaret also Ludwig's position was successfully compressed to one foot of the field through continuous walking. At this moment, soldiers in silver armor climbed out from the ground and rushed towards Ludwig fearlessly.

And Ludwig may be the second most restricted person by the rules, but even if the rules allow, his supersonic bat, which can only maintain life in Newt's box, can't give him much help. No one thinks that he can steal the victory under Margaret's majestic army.

"I'm thinking, if I just abolish that obtrusive crew cut on the court, will it be useless to follow up with those things?"

"No." Hearing Tom's business, Nelson finally came to his senses, looked at Tom, and said seriously, "Do you think an explosion of an Obscure can kill you?"

"How would I know? I've never seen an Obscure." Tom shrugged.

"Do you remember that Table Mountain in Nurmengard parish?" Bairbone leveled it with a spell."

"So powerful?" Tom raised his eyebrows, "But it's not enough."

"You know about that robbery a few months ago?" Nelson went on. "We were in Albania, down the block from Diagon Alley, and a wizard single-handedly broke into—"

"You mean the Potter family that sells shampoo?" Tom closed his eyes, "Merlin bless me, I hope it wasn't the shampoo formula that was robbed of them. I quite like using their shampoo."

"Of course not," Nelson said, "Nagini's invisibility cloak was snatched by Credence, alone, from a heavily guarded family, the Potter family and the one in Knockturn Alley." The pile of vegetable chickens is different, although they are small in number, everyone is an elite."

"Okay, just to be on the safe side," Tom shrugged, "but I still hope that what you say is just wishful thinking. I still have trouble understanding the brain circuits of these terrorists."

"Look well, Margaret will defeat Ludwig, but that little crew-head may be able to defeat her with only one move," Nelson said in a deep voice, "Grindelwald wrote to me two days ago and told me that the second Sergeant Lem sent at least seven Obscures to Hogwarts, and two of them have already fallen into the hands of Dumbledore and him respectively. Even if you can defeat that little flathead, you must not show your courage for a while, Tom , Jonas must not want you to go down to accompany him so early."

"All right……"

Tom glanced at Nelson and gave up arguing. Looking at Nelson's plumber-like attire, he probably understood Nelson's plan.

The trend of the match was exactly as Nelson expected. Ludwig finally fell to the corner of the duel field after being exhausted, and Margaret, who thought she was sure of winning, only received a spell from Ludwig's dueling assistant and was able to finish the game. Fell down, and her brother's performance was also lackluster. Facing a strong enemy, he once again lost the opportunity to strip his name from the title of "Margaret's brother".

The audience was very pleasantly surprised by Xiaopingtou's performance, and the voice of the commentary became more turbulent. This game seemed to have suspense again.

"It's a pity. I hope Mr. Sagan can make his own name within ten years." Tom took the parchment Nelson handed to him at the last moment, glanced at it hastily, picked up his wand and marched towards the arena. Move things to the location you marked, right?"

"That's right." Nelson followed him.

"No problem, how long do you need me to delay?" Tom licked his lips, the scarlet light was hidden in his eyes, "The Obscure? Powerful far beyond wizards? Just stupid freaks, but I still hope to have some fun."

"Sorry for ruining your stage."

"It doesn't matter, what's the difference between us?" Tom smiled, took out another wand from his pocket, and stuck it in the cuff of his left hand. Can't stop, that's too funny."

……

"Come, Hedwig, come to me."

……

For the final warrior and award ceremony, the organizing committee specially invited the band that had performed at the ball. Amidst the exciting music, Tom and Nelson walked onto the field side by side.

"Two handsome boys!" The commentator couldn't help sighing, "I don't know if they can beat the dark horse of Kai Lian, and I look forward to them dedicating a wonderful game together!"

In the applause of the audience, Tom walked to the starting point of the duel field, facing Ludwig who was panting and extremely weak, while Nelson and Xiaopingtou stood on the sidelines, standing behind the two warriors respectively.

"Kant, let your assistant go, you should go to the school hospital now!" Tom frowned, looking at his weak opponent. He was afraid that he would accidentally hurt him again, and he didn't like to treat the weak now. Ludwig shot.

"You have to try to know, Riddle," Ludwig clenched his teeth, the blood covered the congealed blood stains on the top of his head, slowly left along his forehead, until it flowed into his eyes, he blinked Blinking red eyes, he raised his wand to his chest, "Let me see the gap between us!"

"As you wish." Tom frowned, performed the wizard salute, stepped back, and took a stance, waiting for Ludwig to attack first.

The process of the game was boring and lengthy, all relying on the commentator to tell jokes, Tom's offensive became more conservative, and he always had trouble with the decorations on the field, but Ludwig became more and more courageous in the non-stop attack, But the physical strength is also constantly losing, and it seems that there are back and forth on the surface, but Ludwig is about to be dragged down by himself.

The audience has turned their anticipation to Crewhead and Nelson. Oddly, Nelson is holding a handkerchief and constantly wiping his wand. This action has been maintained for several minutes. If his hand can be faster, the wand should have started It's sparking.

After a while, Ludwig fell under his own spell. His Iron Armor Curse, which was running all the time, drained the last trace of magic power, and fell in front of Tom in despair. Only he knew that Tom had no He didn't regard himself as an opponent, but just kept moving the debris on the field like playing wizard chess.

Xiaoping opened the corners of his mouth, and this guy who had no expression throughout the whole scene showed a maniacal smile at this moment. He held his wand and twirled it in his hand, walked to the duel field, looked at Tom and Nelson, and greedily licked his lips.

"I have never understood why that old Sigmund would not allow me to sign up," he said with a smile, "Now I understand, he is just like you, he is jealous of my power... Remember to kill you My name is Kellum—”

"That's not important, Crew." Tom interrupted him, looking straight behind him without looking him in the eye, "Still putting on a show? Muggle."

"Muggle?" Xiaoping's expression froze, he stared at Tom with wide eyes, "Why do you..."

Suddenly, black blood vessels spread from the eye sockets to his pupils. Xiaoping raised his hand, covered his neck in pain, and shouted hoarsely, "Mother!"

"My good boy, mother will reward you." The black blood vessels moved extremely fast, and soon polluted his eyes into pure black, and a female voice softly spit out from his mouth, "It seems that you know what , but didn’t run away, are you really so impatient to return to your mother’s arms? I like you all, but before that, I need to clear the way for my family.”

Xiaopingtou blinked at the two of them, it was an expression of joy seeing Lie Xin, he raised his wand, and the black icy flame was ignited rootlessly in the air.

He looked directly at the expressionless Dumbledore on the rostrum, and provocatively loudly.

"Hahahahaha! Now, this school has become a prison! You fools who juggle! You self-righteous fools! You aliens who have been standing above human heads for thousands of years!"

Kai Lian stood in the middle of the duel field, opened his arms, and laughed wildly with a distorted expression. His body swelled violently, and his skin burst due to tension, and it was almost difficult to maintain the basic shape.

Soon, he rose to a height of four or five meters, like a lump of disgusting sarcoma, with seven most hideous wounds from head to toe. What is frightening is that no blood flowed out, but instead, groups of dark spirit bodies emerged from the wounds. Drilling out, they merged on top of his head, becoming a black, twisted giant with seven faces.

"Silently?" Some knowledgeable audience members exclaimed, and then fell into infinite fear.

He raised his hand, and black flames gushed out from his body, instantly igniting the walls of the Quidditch pitch!The cold breath of death made it difficult to get close to the flames. When many audiences were still in a state of confusion, they had already been locked up!

"Underage wizard? The hope of magic? Now, don't say that you only have one weak Dumbledore. Even if Grindelwald comes, he will die!"

"He's imitating you." Constance suddenly patted Sigmund on the shoulder and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it."

"Imitate me?" Sigmund pointed to himself, and asked with an exaggerated expression, with great doubts in his small eyes, "I never said such a silly line."

"Really? Grindelwald." Constance curled her lips, "Stop pretending, I've already seen it, isn't this exactly what you want?"

"Really?" Grindelwald stood up, and he tore up Sigmund's disguise, revealing the face that made the whole world frightened and maddened, "I really didn't expect the students I brought to have such courage .”

The rostrum was far away from the arena, but Kai Lian still recognized him at a glance.

"I'm here, so what?" Grindelwald smiled sarcastically.

"I knew you wouldn't sit idly by." The official of the Ministry of Magic wiped the sweat from his head, stroked his chest, and let out a long sigh of relief, "Thank you, Mr. Grindelwald."

"Albus," Grindelwald ignored the officials at all, he didn't even have to hear what he was saying, just lowered his head, looked at Dumbledore who said nothing, and said softly, "It's time to show you Look at my newly developed magic."

"What?" Constance asked, "Have you developed any inhumane black magic?"

"Of course not." Grindelwald shrugged and said, "It's not dehumanizing at all, but it's still destructive. Albus should know what I'm talking about."

"Is it interesting to play tricks?"

"Are you aware of it too?" Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, pretending to be surprised and said, "Yes, it's so interesting!"

After all, without waiting for Constance to scold herself, Grindelwald pulled out a black wand covered with scars, and held it high above his head like a band conductor about to start a performance. Then, the wand swung down, and the Forbidden Forest And castles, school gates and walls, everywhere burst out the magic spell of sending messages like fireworks.

"Haha, this is the mechanical descendant."

Words without magic power spit out from Grindelwald's mouth, and even Constance could tell that it was not a magic spell at all, but inexplicably, everyone felt a powerful magic power rapidly condensing in the field.

The four towers of the Quidditch pitch trembled violently, as if what was about to come made the ancient buildings shudder with fear, a pure white vortex opened in front of Kailian without warning, and his dark eyes widened , but before he could say anything in the future, a gigantic fist rushed out of the mist, it spewed hot steam, and each finger flashed with magic lines representing solidity and breakthrough, which were burned red by the high temperature The heavy metal slammed into Pang Moran's face firmly.

(End of this chapter)