My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 56 Snakes
"Who are you?" The bearded man who was leaning against the seat was soaked, trembling from his neck, and shouted sternly. It seemed that the louder the voice at this time, the better the chance. The situation he knew made his cognition completely collapsed. At this moment, he only saw snakes, snakes, and snakes all over the ground!
"Who are we?" Tom chuckled. He leaned down and picked up a slender green snake in the palm of his hand and handed it to the bearded shoulder. It reached his ear, then slid down, wrapping around his neck with the movement of Tom's hand.

"Who are we?" Nelson repeated this question, looking at the murderer who was stiff and didn't dare to move. He was a little confused. It seemed that he was about to get revenge, but his heart became more and more calm. The resentment and excitement when he picked up the fir wand completely disappeared when he actually faced the enemy. He murmured and repeated the question, as if he didn't know the answer to the question. Nervous, Troka couldn't help but take a step back.

"I just don't like you, so I want to punish you."

The bearded fat man did not dare to look directly at them. He turned his face away to keep the snake wrapped around his neck away from his eyes, while secretly looking at them from the corner of his eye. Nelson sat opposite, like a teacher on the podium looking at the seat. of the students doing the little things they thought were secretive, and the Beard's antics made him amused.

"You can't do this, you don't have this power!" The bearded man blushed and his neck was thickened. He hummed and panted, while roaring, "I admit that I have done some tricks. I'm going to surrender, who are you from? I'll return the things! You can't lynch!"

"We don't have it, don't you have it?" Tom finally couldn't help but slapped the table and pointed his finger at the bearded nose. He yelled with red eyes, whether it was because of his unknown magic or because of anger , "It turns out that you are still a scumbag who steals chickens and dogs. It's really not a pity for a person like you to die."

"Didn't you guys come to me because I stole something?" The bearded man rolled his eyes, his anger seemed to come back, and his body relaxed, he raised his arms and waved his hands again and again, while staring tremblingly at the neck hanging around his neck The snakehead, who looked at him, tried his best to smile at Tom Dui, "Two... two gentlemen, you may have found the wrong person. Except for stealing, I haven't done anything inappropriate. Just let it go. Me - don't worry, I have designated not to blame you, and I will help you catch the perpetrators and cut them into pieces, this... This is my honor."

Nelson looked at Tom suspiciously. He wasn't sure if he really caught the wrong person. Tom also turned his head to look at him and shook his head. chin up.

"Think about what you have done recently." Troka, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but said. He saw Nelson's fist and the blue veins on his forehead. He was afraid that this scumbag would say nonsense. And his own tavern, he cursed angrily, "Don't make the two gentlemen more angry, or they will torture you."

"You?" Tom turned his head and found that the vampire bartender who brought him lemonade had been there all the time. He shook his head speechlessly, with "Why are you still here?" written on his face. Turn around and leave without hesitation.As a vampire with a long life, he knew very well what the snakes all over the tavern represented. He also knew very well that two underage wizards who dared to use their wands to look for trouble must have something to do with them. Vampires live a long life, but If you really want to live a long life, you must have this kind of useful survival experience.

"Troka!" the bearded man called in a hoarse voice, "please help me, I am your old customer."

"I hope you will have a chance to join us again." Troka, who walked to the edge of the bar, turned around and shrugged his shoulders at the bearded man, showing a helpless expression. He called a young bartender and said something in his ear, He sent him away again, walked to the door and closed the door, and went back to the bar to continue wiping his glass.

"Sir, two gentlemen, I really have not sinned against you, please forgive me!" The bearded wine seemed to be completely awake, and his intelligence had returned to his brain, and he began to plead continuously. Such a fat man was beaten by two In contrast, the scene where the much thinner teenager is forced into the corner does not seem to be inconsistent.

"Think about it carefully, what nasty things have you done?" Tom stepped on the chair beside the beard, took out his wand and pressed it against his temple, he wished he could kill him with a spell.

"This... what is this?" The bearded man squinted at the little black stick. Tom ignored him. Although he didn't know its purpose, he instinctively felt the danger. How could he dare to hide it? He told the whole story about himself.

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"First...sir, I stole the wine that the church used for communion."

"That's not it."

"I...I think about it, I bullied a girl in my class when I was in elementary school."

"Does it have anything to do with me?"

I don't know how much time has passed, and the bearded lips have already said that they are white and peeling. He remembered many years ago when his ideal was still a lawyer, the bishop of the diocese told others that after death, he would count his sins to the angels, Then he decides whether he belongs to heaven or hell according to the balance of good and evil. He forgot the snake on his neck and feet. He counted his sins one by one just like in a fairy tale, "Am I dead? ? Are you God?"

"You still have God in your eyes?" Tom laughed. He had seen many believers, but he was the first one to be so funny. He said softly, "I am the devil, you can't see God."

"Yeah." The bearded eyes dimmed, and he continued to state dryly, as if repenting, but still didn't mention Jonas, "Seven years ago when I first arrived in England, I burglarized in Northern Ireland... ...there was only a blind mother and son left, so I—"

"Okay, stop talking." Nelson interrupted him, "I'm not interested in your scumbag career, think about it carefully, what did you do yesterday?"

"Yesterday" ?"

"What did you say?" Nelson's mood returned, and the murderer's understatement made him tremble.

"Yesterday I didn't do anything, I was drinking in the pub, and besides that, I stabbed a German to death, sir, what's the problem?" Don't even think this is a sin, and continue to repent of what happened a long time ago.

"You don't need to go on." Nelson didn't want to listen to the man's nagging any more, he stood up, walked to the bearded side, and looked down at him condescendingly, "You took a person's fresh life, didn't you? A little bit of guilt?"

"Did you really come to me for this?" Bearded seemed more shocked than Nelson, he loudly defended, "I'm a patriot! What's wrong with avenging my country? Resisting the invaders Is there anything wrong?"

"What did you say!" Nelson, forgetting his identity as a wizard, clenched his fists and slammed into the bearded garlic nose that looked disgusting.

It all happened too fast, and by the time Tom recovered, the tangled and dirty clump of beard had been replaced by thick, dark red blood, Nelson withdrew his right fist that was scratched by his teeth and raised his fist. The left hand that turned into a fist threw a stronger punch at the nose that had already opened the dye shop.

"I'm a Pole!" Nelson is a teenager after all, his fists are not that powerful, even if he is a little special, but the wizard's strength is not in the body, even though the face is bloodied by the successive fists, the beard still struggles He started talking, "Germany invaded Poland yesterday! I met a German on the street talking about Poland, and I thought he was an accomplice, so I beat him and killed him, what's wrong with that? That's right, You have strength, you can play snakes, I dare not move in front of you, but the Germans invaded my homeland, he is my enemy, so what's wrong with me killing him?"

"So it's not wrong for us to kill you, is it?" Tom's wand-holding hand twitched secretly against the bearded temple, and the skin on the bearded forehead twisted into a swirling shape.

"That's right, haha." The bearded man finally figured out the ins and outs. He spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, which stuck to Nelson's shoes. He was already determined to die, and he laughed and shouted, "You can catch it. Lived me, tortured me, even killed me, but I still got my revenge, you know? That grey-haired German was still talking about his wife's name before he died, but his wife had to be a widow."

The bearded man grinned, and his teeth were full of scarlet yellow teeth. The smell was even worse with the smell of blood. He looked at Nelson recklessly and laughed mockingly, "Look at the hair color, are you his son? It's so pathetic, little-"

"Pfft—" Tom waved his wand in disgust, the bearded man whimpered and couldn't open his mouth or speak, and the snake on the ground, which had been quiet, twisted and crawled with the hissing sound from his mouth. Get on the bearded body and tie him tightly to the seat - soon the bearded becomes a "snake pile" with only his head exposed, he stares, shakes his head frantically, a thorn The smell of the nose rose, and Tom looked down and saw the water stains on the ground, and jumped back a step, "Tsk, it's disgusting."

"Nal, how are you going to concoct him?" He turned to Nelson.

　The data is too bad... I'll save some drafts, and more later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)