My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 644 Contradictions
"I have been spreading the news that there are no dark clouds over Delphi, and there are enough water and land to absorb people shrouded in darkness." Pythia blinked and asked, "Are you Haven't you heard the news?"

"Of course I heard about it," Andros said with a bitter smile on his face, "Do you know who told me that?"

"Who?"

"It's Kawrian, do you remember him? The bell ringer in the tree house, the guy who likes to sit on the olive tree and teach the olives to sing."

"Ah...of course I remember him!" Pythia's eyes lit up, "I still remember when I first arrived on the island, he cut down an olive tree to help me build a house."

"Yeah, he's a warm-hearted guy," Andros pulled out a far-fetched smile, "he told me about it on horseback, but as early as a few months ago, we received news that Delphi was destroyed .”

"You must have been deceived by Hai Erbo!"

"I think so too."

Andros opened his eyes wide and stared at Pythia carefully. The priestess felt trembling when he saw it, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his face.

"Anyway, nice to meet you, Pythia."

Andros showed a bright smile, and stretched out his hand to Pythia. Pythia thought that Andros was going to greet him like before, so he raised his arm and stretched out his hand to her.

"I'm glad too."

"Really? Hehe," Andros's eyes flickered with a faint light. He grabbed Pythia's hand with a generous hand and wrapped it in his palm. Pythia felt the feeling of the long absence. She breathed a long sigh of relief, but then, a tingling pain came from her fingertips, her eyes widened in horror, but her heavy eyelids could no longer do this kind of movement, under the irresistible In her distress, she raised her empty hand and stretched feebly towards the hole Nelson had left on the ground. Andre looked at Pythia who was gradually weakening, put his arms around her neck, and slowly put her on the ground. Ping, with a sigh, "Sorry... If I really misunderstood you, I will apologize to you."

"So you think something happened to her that you have to suspect?"

A strange voice suddenly sounded in Andre's ear, his neck became stiff immediately, and he turned his head slowly, but his temple was already pressed against by a sharp wooden stick, and the wand was oppressing through thick hair His veins, making his bare skin visibly redden.

"Don't move around," he tried to adjust his gaze, and saw a muddy hand holding a wand, "I can't guarantee that my wand will be as polite as I am, and won't do anything aggressive." You can think of it like those trees outside the city, if you insist on showing your vitality and jumping up and down, it will become hungry and thirsty."

"you are?"

Andros made an action that is common in different eras and countries-raising his hands.

He maintained a posture of surrender, looked ahead, and asked calmly.

He knew who the owner of this hand was, the uninvited guest who opened a hole in the ground just now. Judging from the power of the explosion, this was a formidable enemy that he dared not beat with confidence, let alone him in such a short period of time. In time, he broke through his vine man and returned to the ground.

"It doesn't matter, Invincible Andros," Nelson leaned against his ear, stuffed a small silver ball into his ear, and said softly, "I brought the priestess here to confirm something , but since she is unable to answer now, I hope you can answer this question instead of me."

"No problem, I cooperate [-]%." ​​Feeling the cold touch from his ears, Andros nodded vigorously. To show his sincerity, he turned sideways, revealing the cane pinned to his belt, and beckoned Nelson to take it away. "You can confiscate my force."

"There's no need to do those silly things, I know you are a wizard who is good at using your hands to cast magic," Nelson smiled, and pressed the little silver ball, "I'll show you mine Sincerity, a life that has fallen from the ground has grown from weakness to strength, and the cry of a baby can always comfort those of us who are struggling in desperate times, listen."

The loud cry of a baby came from Andros' ears. He widened his eyes in horror and didn't think about what Nelson said. He subconsciously thought that Nelson had taken a child as a hostage and locked him in this cell. In the small silver ball.

He broke free from Nelson's grip in an instant, and several red lights shot at him, but they were all bounced away. He grabbed Nelson's neck with his backhand, and pressed him to the ground. It took a lot of effort to do all this, his eyes were red, and he stared at Nelson fiercely, but the hand holding his neck still dared not use force.

Because the baby's crying continued to come out from the small silver ball, and it even became louder and louder.

There was only one place where babies would exist. He glared at Nelson, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "You found them? You are too mean!"

"Didn't you send me in?" Nelson shook his head. "You're talking to me on your premise, but it's going to offend me, you understand?"

Andros' magic power was almost completely boiling, and Nelson felt a rush of heat from his palm.

"I hope what you said to the priestess is equally effective to me," Nelson smiled. "I don't like to lie down and talk to people, especially when I'm facing a man who hasn't washed his hair for who knows how long."

Andros felt a pair of steel-like palms pinching his shoulders, pulling him up from the ground, and standing on the ground, Nelson, who had fallen to the ground, patted the dirt on his body and stood up.

"Let him go, and you'll know everything you want to know."

"Do you think I kidnapped a baby to threaten you?" Nelson shook his head, "Then suppose I really kidnapped a baby, following the logic of a despicable kidnapper...you tell me everything I want to know , and then you'll see him."

Andros' eyes were wide open, he stood there silently, Nelson looked at this tall man, he was as wide as the door panel, and his exposed skin was as hard as a fossil, just standing there covered Nelson completely in the shadow Among them, his posture makes it difficult not to doubt whether he is related to Hagrid, and his skin can even bounce weak magic like Hagrid, which makes people think of the mythical Hercules Hercules, unfortunately, is a slovenly version of a savage.

Nelson shook his head, obviously not, Hagrid is a half-blood giant, and Andros is just a stronger human being.

He lowered his head and remained silent. After a while, the baby's cries became louder and louder, his shoulders collapsed weakly, and he said heavily:
"go ahead!"

"I will do what I say," Nelson nodded. "Why do you think the priestess is dead?"

"Why am I... um? Why are you asking that question?"

"What do you think I should ask?"

"Shouldn't you ask me where I hid all the people in the city?"

"Didn't you just take me to meet them yourself?"

"..."

"Well," Andros seemed to be convinced by Nelson. He nodded and said, "More than ten years ago, I had a brief relationship with Pythia on a small island."

"13 years ago, in Sicily, you and some other wizards lived and studied there, and studied magic, including Pythia and Herbo," Nelson helped him add details, "tell me what I don't know, just from her How did the death start?"

"I understand." Hearing Haierbo's name, Andros glanced at Nelson resentfully, but was intimidated by the hostages in his hands, and lowered his head and said, "It was 13 years ago when the volcano erupted, and in the raging lava The island soon turned into a white field, and we boarded a boat made of olive wood and fled there."

"Olive tree..." Nelson remembered the short conversation between Andros and Pythia, "You continue."

"That ship was built by a mutual friend of ours, Kaurian, and it is big enough to accommodate everyone on the island," Andros continued, "but Haierpo is a loner, and now that I think about it, maybe there is no place on the island. He was already brewing his evil plan to rule the world when he was in the classroom, and he insisted on leaving alone, and he didn’t want to find a new home with us.”

"Well, that sounds a lot like his style."

"Back then, Pythia was a little girl, and we had an incomprehensible fascination with this guy who went to the island with her," Andros narrowed his eyes, making the pair of little beetles slender, "Helbo insisted He asked her to follow him, and threatened that if she followed us, she would be shipwrecked, so she also wanted to follow Hai Erbo, so she boarded his sampan."

"shipwreck……"

"Pythia is a prophet, and she once made a prophecy about herself—that she would die in the sea, so Haierbo has always forbidden her to touch the sea," Andros recalled, "coincidentally, they were They were washed up on the island in a shipwreck, so Haierbo has repeatedly emphasized that they have overcome the prophecy and survived that shipwreck, their exposure to magic started with a shipwreck and ended with another shipwreck."

"So you're really shipwrecked?"

"That's just Haierbo's crazy talk, he can only do some incompetent and furious curses, almost everyone of us has been cursed by him," Andre's face showed a hint of sadness, but he quickly covered it up , "Their sampans that were shipwrecked, we went to the opposite side after going out to sea, they went west, we went east, just half a morning after we separated, a huge whirlwind suddenly appeared to our west, and the sea was swept by the whirlwind To the sky, standing on the horizon like a wall... We have different opinions on this. Some people think that it is because of Pythia's prophecy that wherever she is, there will be shipwreck, but I think it is just Haierbo's willful Evil consequences."

"So you think she's dead based on a tsunami?"

"No, we saw her die with our own eyes." Andros clenched his fists and shook his head, "Kaurian is the shipbuilder, he saw the changes in the sea to the west, and felt that Haierbo's sampan was not Unable to protect him and Pythia, he built a small boat out of a few pieces of wood and wanted to save them. He let the boat continue eastward and stopped when it encountered the first island. He would take Haierbo and The Pythias came back for us...they eventually came back, but a week later."

"It doesn't seem like a good sign."

"That's right," Andros lowered his head, his voice was a little low, "The only one who came back was Haierbo, who was riding a sea snake and dragging the wooden boat that had been smashed into pieces. Pythia and Caurian were lying in it On two planks, without saying anything, he buried Kawrian on the natural harbor where we were docked, and dragged Pythia's body away."

"Are you sure she was dead?"

"Can't I see the difference between the living and the dead?!" Andre yelled, but was firmly held down by the cold hands on his shoulders. After struggling fiercely for a while, he sat down on the ground muttered, "I will never forget Pythia's eyes, she never closed her eyes until she died, those eyes without light were flat and lifeless like dead fish, seaweed hung on her favorite skirt A week ago, she was sending us the prophet's blessing, but she died in the shipwreck she predicted! Even Haierbo's lackey, why can you ask such a question so coldly?! Why can he Are you crazy enough to play with a girl who adores him and even dies because of him?! Huh?"

"You'd better calm down, invincible Andros, don't show your ankles," Nelson frowned, "First, I'm not Haierbo's lackey, and second, what I saw is the same as yours. On the contrary, are you sure that the woman you brought down just now is a corpse?"

"Helbo must have used some sorcery, you evil villains, devils..." Andros's voice became weaker and weaker, because the hand on his shoulder suddenly became cold, making his whole body stiff, "You still have What can't be used?"

"It seems that we can't communicate on an equal footing," Nelson asked calmly. "The next question, who told you about the situation in Delphi? According to your description, that Kaurian died 13 years ago." gone."

"Hehe," Andros raised his hand and pressed the hands on his shoulders. He felt their coldness and hardness, which seemed to be a pair of armor. The dragon, with those disgusting corpses and rotting souls, destroyed our city-state, forced us to flee underground, and then told us that Delphi was a sunny and beautiful city-state he reserved for Pythia, where Before, Delphi... Hehe, because the Apollo believed in there took into account the authority of the god of prophecy, it became a dead place when he showed his minions for the first time! He has been doing evil for 13 years, and the place has been barren for 13 years! Do you think I'll be fooled?!"

His description was completely contradictory to what Nelson had learned. Nelson stared into his eyes, trying to see through his lies, but even if he used Legilimency, he didn't notice the slightest evidence that Andros was lying.

The temperature suddenly became colder, and the lights of the ore on the street appeared extremely dim. Nelson raised his head and found that the distant horizon had already been stirred up by monsters in the clouds.

"Sure enough, you brought them here," Andros broke free from the restraints of the armor, and a strong light burst out from his hands. Even Nelson, who was holding a magic wand, had to back away. He picked up the collapsed Pythia, jumped into the hole, "I will not let you succeed, I will avenge that child, I swear!"

Nelson looked at the sky calmly, conflicting facts clashing in his mind, he didn't care what Andros said.

"Even if I put Pythia in a box, you can find her, right?"

(End of this chapter)