My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 656 Ava Dassault's Death

"boom!"

Nelson slammed on the brakes, and the heavy wooden box on his back hit the ground heavily. He turned slightly sideways, avoiding a dark spell that was hard to detect in the dark night. The dark green spell smashed the stones at his feet, and slammed Jumping up, like those monsters in the myth that will split into countless clones after being defeated, jumping green electric arcs sprang out, weaving a dense and disordered net on the ground almost instantly.

Nelson frowned, turned over, put his arms on the wooden box and flew into the air, transformed into a sensitive white cat before the bouncing spell strangled him, and turned into a phantom rapidly approaching the city wall in the gap of the network , the spell pierced through the white cat's chest, but it only flickered for a moment, and its body became illusory and transparent, easily dodging the fatal attack.

In the next second, the wooden box and the surrounding roads and woods were engulfed by dark green arcs, and there were repeated wailing sounds in the already lingering forest. Outburst, the soaring light almost dyed the dark clouds green, and also illuminated the ghosts hiding in the clouds, staring at Nelson with greedy and hungry eyes.

Nelson landed on his knees, and raised his right arm holding the wand to cover his eyes. A residual spell shot at his back from the blind spot of his sight, but he blocked it with a deformed shield from his side.

He stood up straight and changed his surroundings. The forest on both sides of the road had been completely reduced to dead wood. With the drop point of the spell as the center of the circle, there was no longer any life within a few hundred meters. The wand shook, and a silver The chain shot from the wrist to the wooden box behind him, tied it firmly to Nelson, and put it on his back again.

"Despicable Haierbo."

Nelson raised his head, and his calm eyes reflected the rampant figure of Hai Erbo at the head of the city. He opened his arms, and his robe fluttered in the strong wind caused by the spell, like a big bat pounced on its prey. The remaining light and shadow cast a shadow over him. He didn't take the opportunity to attack the dangerous green layer, but enjoyed the moment of looking down on Nelson from a high position. It seemed that when this layer of halo dissipated, he would truly demonstrate his absolute control over life when he merged into the darkness.

"You're actually here to guard me."

"How do you think I knew you'd be here?"

"I guess you will tell me that you will not pass up any opportunity to proudly declare your achievements."

"Do you think that if you give up the lives of those mortals and use them as bait, the great Lord Haierbo will be fooled?" A group of snakes rained down from the tower, and they mingled into a ball on the ground, gradually emerging a bowed figure. The figure, his voice was as shrill as the loyal dog of the villain in all the stories, and he let out a strange crow-like laugh, "Your wishful thinking has come to naught, Master Haierbo never cared about those useless garbage and caring The loser who ran for his life."

"Wow wow..."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the torrential rain almost completely blocked Nelson's sight. He could hardly see anything except the figure standing proudly on the top of the city. The sound of the rain falling on the ground gradually became louder. It fell to the ground with a clatter, and Nelson could see clearly that it was a snake with its teeth bared.

"We have already laid a net here," another voice came from not far behind Nelson, he did not turn his head to observe, because he knew that it should be another similar subordinate of Hai Erbo, "This is a trap that can strangle a god... …We possess unimaginable power, and knowing that there is only one gap here, we came here to die, hehe, you can’t escape, triple great Hermes~”

The slightly rising ending made Nelson feel a kind of physical disgust. He ignored the provocations of the wizards behind him, and ignored the wizards who stood up from the snakes that fell from the heavy rain. He just patted the wood behind him lightly. box, staring at Hai Erbo in the rain.

This is the most dangerous dead end he has encountered since he came to this world. There are no opponents to let go, no surprise soldiers who may rush to help at any time, no stance to walk away, and no rare treasures that can exert miraculous effects. Not to mention the confidence to defeat a powerful enemy.

All he can rely on is the magic wand in his hand, the "hostage" on his back, his understanding of Haierbo, and the figure who walked out from behind Haierbo and stood diagonally behind him!
"Slaughtering the gods is such a pleasant thing," Haierbo raised his arms high, his simple movements could even cause drastic changes in the sky, and a huge vortex capable of swallowing mountains slowly formed in the clouds above his head. Nelson couldn't imagine how much power he had stolen from the virgin land of death, so that the cloud of death was brewing in every move he made, "Even if you just stole the name of the god, you are worthy of my ascension to the rank of god" Why don't you have the courage to embrace greatness, you dull people?"

"Do you think you are great?" Nelson said following Haierbo's words. Without the assistance of Alexander, he could only analyze the battle situation with his own eyes. He needed to try his best to delay the time. "This is a very novel point of view." , Hai Erbo, maybe we can communicate."

He wiped the rainwater off his face, Haierbo was very satisfied with this weak appearance that even the weather could not resist, and Nelson added: "Since you think you can beat me, you shouldn't mind letting me die to understand." ?”

"My faithful friend Igor Karkarov told me that procrastination will bring variables," Haierpo smiled, and the "hiss" sound of the snake language was mixed with his laughter, "but I don't care, in the absolute In the face of the power of the world, the so-called variable can only be a pre-meal adjustment, I might as well show you your stupidity, so that you can recognize your inferiority."

Nelson lowered his head, hiding his flickering eyes. When facing a distorted soul that is entwined with conceit and inferiority complex, you don’t need to do anything. The conceit it tries to show will evolve its own victory.

"Of course, what he said is also very reasonable," Haierbo changed the subject, revealing the joke after a successful trick, "What you want to know, I will tell you bit by bit when I torture your soul. "

Nelson raised his head, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes. Seeing his changing expression and the spell he interrupted in his hand, Haierpo showed a satisfied smile, and looked at Tom behind him with appreciative eyes.

"The one who is destined to bury me? Are you worthy too?" Haierpo repeated Nelson's previous self-introduction in an exaggerated tone. Amidst the servant's wild laughter, he waved his hand, and instantly changed into a pair like a schizophrenic. With a cold tone, he commanded condescendingly: "Kill him."

In just a split second, those wizards who had waited for a long time like hungry jackals smelling blood rushed towards Nelson from all directions. In the blink of an eye, they rushed around Nelson like a city surrounded by zombies. Weird spell-casting tools, chanting exactly the same spell, dazzling green light emerged in all directions of Nelson, at this moment, Hai Erbo had a wonderful connection with his enslaved soul, the spell he created not long ago The first time he was shown to the world, he had a small test with the enemies that had terrified him for a long time.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The voices of men, women, old people, and young people reached his ears from all the places that could be heard by Nelson, and this spell that would bring fear to everyone for thousands of years completely drowned Nelson .

"This is a beautiful story. Hermes, my old friend, Avada, Avada, who thinks he is just and right, challenged the great me." Haierbo loves green and loves him even more The wonderful scene of the disgusted opponent crying death in the green, he waved his wand like a conductor, and chuckled, "I made this beautiful wand out of his arm bone, and I tried it on him countless times before I got it." cast a spell that killed everyone he cared about, did you like the story?"

He silently looked at the place shrouded in magic light, and shook his head: "Boring, dead people don't know if they like it or not."

Nelson's eyes widened. All his angles of apparition were blocked by the death curse, and escaping to farther places became impossible due to the space distorted by magic power. The light became stronger and stronger, in a more dazzling The way dragged the sky that had been darkened by Tekmon for three years into green day.

"Wag me for mercy, Hermes!"

The folds of the dark clouds are like huge mouths that devour everything. Haierbo's arrogant laughter came out of these mouths. Suddenly, there was a natural phenomenon, lightning and thunder, and the green thunder turned into fierce and ferocious lines. The giant snake, hanging from the sky from top to bottom, squeezed the sky that was already cramped due to the natural moat, making it hard to breathe.

"Fate is on my side."

……

Dumbledore rushed to Grindelwald, standing behind him, his blue eyes had been stained green by the light pollution in the canyon.

"hiss……"

He took a breath and murmured, "Is this what he experienced...?"

"We witnessed the birth of the Killing Curse," Grindelwald suppressed a tremor in his calm tone, "For dark wizards, this is no less than buying a pair of pants worn by Merlin at a street stall."

"How can I let him bear this alone?" Dumbledore shook his head, and couldn't bear to look directly at Nelson in the center of the light.

"Are you a prophet? Do you have as much magic power as Moran? Do you have the ability to create a time converter?" Grindelwald shook his head, "You can't, so you can only let him bear it alone, staring Eyes, Albus, see clearly his spellcasting habits."

There was no response from Dumbledore, Grindelwald blinked and found that he had appeared on the top of the city-state of Tecmon.

"You're a man of action."

Grindelwald curled his lips, as if they couldn't really integrate into other people's stereotyped memories, and the memories couldn't really hurt them. He took a step, letting the light of the death curse coincide with him and walked towards Nelson. As he approached Nelson, he also heard Nelson complaining.

"I must tell Professor Dumbledore to deduct 100 years of your salary." Nelson gritted his teeth and stood in the cluster of light formed by the curse, the nearest death curse was already close to his forehead, "You made me miserable Yes, Tom!"

Helbo must have left such a deep impression on Dumbledore and Tom, two people he had never heard of, that he still remembers them firmly after 2000.

Unlike Dumbledore who paid attention to Haierbo, he was more curious about how Nelson resolved the deadlock.

Grindelwald blinked, and he saw something useless to him appearing in Nelson's hand - the one studded with amber, given to Nelson as a birthday present, and taken by him in Nurmengard A cane with the Portkey rune that can be used repeatedly carved with his own hands.

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows. Now it is more than 2000 years ago, but there is no Nurmengard, and it will not bring Nelson under the statue of Pythia in front of the black tower of the Nurmengard library.

But Nelson seemed to be at a loss, raised his cane, and whispered the name of the priestess as he usually "go home".

"Pitia."

The next second, the green lightning from the Killing Curse hit his chest, and Grindelwald opened his eyes wide, not wanting to give up even a moment of detail.

The spell pierced through his body without hindrance, but a second before it took effect, the surface of the wooden box on Nelson's back lit up with patterns exactly the same as the Tower of Babel pattern on the cane, and Grindelwald didn't recognize it This kind of magic, the rune hidden in the pattern lines has an ancient taste, he carefully analyzed the meaning represented by the rune - during the casting of the magic, the person who made the contract bears the cost of all the magic received by the caster harm.

This is the magic that Nelson unearthed in the old papers of the history of magic. In the words of Professor Binns, "this magic has been useless after the end of the Middle Ages". It is as old as Lily's spell protecting Harry, although it is not black. Magic is even more resisted than black magic, but its conditions are harsh enough, which is also the biggest reason why it cannot be reproduced—it requires the heartfelt approval of both parties who signed the contract.

"This kind of pure loyalty no longer exists in our current era. There are no knights loyal to the lord anymore, and there will be no chance to display it," Professor Binns described it. "I don't even know what it is It has been used successfully at times."

At this moment, with the cane and the inscription on the wooden box as the link, a slender but tough passage opened between the souls of Nelson and Pythia.

Just like the gaze of the basilisk will only petrify almost headless Nick, Avada Kedavra, this simple and crude black magic that can directly knock down the person who is hit to death, cannot make the dead person die again. die once.

This is exactly the "masterpiece" that Hai Erbo tried crazily——

Pythia, immune to death.

(End of this chapter)