My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 674 When the waves hit the beach

"Listen, feel, think."

Kent Tanka stood on the shore in a panic, letting the sea water cover her feet. In the silent world, she could only hear Tom's voice. The figure she could see was floating behind her like a spirit behind her, whispering softly in her ear, "Don't resist, since you can hug me...you can hug it naturally, this is your right, someone puts me It takes away from you, you just have to get used to it."

Tom brutally left a picture of her blank paper soul. To her, everything she knew so well was so strange. The gravel and shells on the tidal flat scratched the soles of her feet, tripped her and continued to run forward. She wanted to escape from all this, escape from the cage constructed by malicious words, and escape from this unacceptable memory.

But what's the use?If there is anything that can catch up to a scud, it must be his soul, and Kent Tanka is the same. For ordinary people, memories that are so normal are like nightmares for her. Under Tom's construction, it gradually became clear, and the stormy night 13 years ago also broke free from the chaotic colors, and the shackles were firmly branded in front of her eyes. She was like a prisoner being tortured, her eyelids were locked The tape was forcibly opened, and the blood-spattered scene was played repeatedly on the TV in front of him.

At that time, she didn't understand what happened, but after accepting Tom Linghui, she already understood it completely.

She widened her broken eyes and looked around in panic, but all she could see was darkness, and only Tom hiding in her heart followed her, holding an object that exudes infinite attraction in her hand. The self-awareness formed in her memory brought her Tom's calm logic that can be called cruel. Driven by Tom's personality, she forcibly calmed down and began to think.

"I... who the hell am I?"

While running, the panicked Kent Tanka stepped into a tidal flat that was submerged by the tide. This was a corner she had never set foot in. In the past, when she strayed here by mistake, her father would always lift her up from the water, but now She didn't have a father by her side, so she could only stand there blankly, looking at Tom behind her with eyes deep in her soul, whispering her lips, and asked slowly.

Tom laughed. He didn't understand why everyone who had experienced trauma would ask this ultimate unanswerable question after they started thinking, and he didn't want to analyze it for her from a philosophical point of view, and he didn't have time for them.

"You are Kent Tanka."

"Kent Tanka... isn't my sister?"

She hooked her head, avoiding Tom's sight. She didn't even know that "sister" referred to a blood relationship. In her cognition, it was just a unique title for the woman she was very close to.

"Yes, Kent Tanka is your sister and also you. She left her name to you as a kind of expectation for you," Tom said softly, "You have experienced my memory, then you have also become me, You know what I came here for, my mission has become your mission, so do you understand what you should do now?"

"I...should do what you want me to do."

"Yes, this is a deal, Kent Tanka, I give you back what you lost, and you do what I need to do for me," Tom smiled, "But don't worry, when this is over Finally, I will make up for your last missing experience, you should know, Gnar, has the magic of traveling through time and space, he can let you re-experience your life, when you are complete, you will get a new life."

"Is this your promise?"

Kent Tanka raised her head slowly, the memories belonging to Tom were flickering in her eyes, and the same calmness as Tom had returned. She was silent for a long time, staring at Tom, and said: "You will not break your promise, yes Bar."

"I do not know."

Tom replied without hesitation, seeing the girl's almost identical eyes with his own, his smile froze for a moment, stretched out his hand, and handed the thing in his hand to Kent Tanka: "Come, take it."

Kent Tanka didn't say anything else, and reached out to take it. The next second, a black wand appeared in the hand of the girl standing in the sea.

"Come on, slowly, slowly...raise your hand, hold it tightly, feel its texture and length, feel the tremor of the dragon's heartstrings wrapped in wood beating when it is alive," Tom's soul stood Behind her, making synchronized movements with her, the soul reshaped after Tom is so synchronized with him that Tom looks, like her shadow, "Feel its heartbeat? The dragon's roar, its desire to kill, this is a warrior's wand."

With the help of "Shadow", Kent Tanka raised his head and arms, feeling the call of the magic wand. It felt the fighting spirit of the warrior in the two hearts in the thin girl's body. Seconds, the same scene as when Tom touched his first wand in Ollivander's wand shop.

A passive gust of wind suddenly blew up, and under its surrender-like background, Kent Tanka's body slowly floated up from the water. In the hunting gust, her dress fluttered like the wings of a thunderbird. When she lowered her head and was about to feel the heat of the magic wand with her lips, the sea water rolled up by the gust of wind splashed onto her bare feet. The cold touch made her instantly return to the dumb woman who had nowhere to turn, and her magic power froze instantly. Her figure fell quickly, hitting the muddy beach mixed with sea water heavily.

"No, I can't, I'm not a wizard!"

She lay prone in the icy sea water, her mouth and nose were filled with water, and sweet blood rushed to her throat, but she just kept repeating this sentence, groping in the sea water, looking for the wand that fell from her hand.

"You can, Kent Tanka, you lived my life, my story holds nothing for you, the affinity I remember for magic is the same for you, like a finger, when you take When you pick up the wand, you are me," Tom's eyes were eager, Kent Tanka was anxiously looking for the wand, and he had a panoramic view. A moment ago, the feeling of the magic power being pulled away was still very clear, which was a great encouragement to him , he struck while the iron was hot, and continued, "My soul is also open to you without reservation. When you wave your wand, my magic power will be used for you. You will become the most powerful wizard like me, our enemy. will be crushed to death mercilessly."

"I'm not you either..."

"Blackthorn, the dragon's heartstring, ten inches, stubby and strong, through wicked thorns, it produces the sweetest berries after the hardest frost."

Like an enthusiastic wand salesman, Tom introduced the wand he got during the Christmas vacation of the first grade. He didn't know when was the last time he had such a happy experience of magic. During his magic learning, the powerful spells gradually ceased to excite him. He was surprised to find that the last time he felt this way was in Ollivander's shop.

"Blackthorn, a humble plant, it can survive in any cold place, but the fruit is sweet and delicious. Wood is a good choice for a magic wand, and even the leaves can replace tea," Tom's shadow said in Kent Tanka's ear He said softly, "It's just an ordinary shrub beside the road, but if it grows into an arbor, it can stand shoulder to shoulder with any tall tree. What it can become depends on what it wants to do."

Even Tom didn't realize that before he knew it, he had become a real "Professor Riddle".

"The first thing I did after I got this wand was to avenge my pet. For this reason, I violated many wizarding laws. In the days that followed, I used it to do many shameful things. It Once a dirty work glove, I use it to disrupt order and vent emotions, and Gnar, who holds its brother wand, once made a hypothesis, if we didn't get these two unregistered wands, could we be law-abiding good citizen?"

Looking back on the past, Tom smiled. He straightened up and looked at the calm sea. Where the dark clouds could not cover, the waves were raging to vent their anger, and a typhoon was brewing on the sea, roaring and stirring.

"I've done a lot of 'bad things' with it, and they couldn't have been more right to me, but the same Kent Tanka, from the first moment I saw you, I thought you were like a blackthorn , visible to the naked eye, lowly, the first thing I thought of was an American who was in the same situation as you and was very famous in my era," Tom looked up at the sky, "but are you willing? You could have been Qiao Mu , I am your soil, your nutrient, your sister created the greenhouse for you, I came to break it and take you to the wind and snow, I have absolutely no position to convince you to help me fight for me, but I hope you Do it."

The drenched girl was shivering in the icy sea water, whether it was because of the cold or something else.

"Don't worry, Kent Tanka, your sister has done me a great favor, and I will protect you, even if the opponent is Haierbo, who created magic at the cost of an entire city," Tom said softly, "But I still I want to ask you a question, put aside those memories and missions that belong to me in your mind, put aside my character and influence, and answer me with your own heart, Kent Tanka, are you willing?"

The girl didn't answer, she straightened up while supporting the mud flat, her long hair and cheeks were dripping with dirty mud, after struggling for a moment, her figure gradually overlapped with Tom facing the sea while shaking.

"I... remember when I was young, my sister took me to the beach to play, the weather was very hot, the sea was... blue, there were fish, shells, and boats, there were courteous men, and my busy father sent me Shells that can be eaten raw, the sky is blue and warm, I step in the water, it is cool..."

She squeezed out a self-righteous smile, tilted her head, and said briskly: "But I don't remember it being so cold."

"Want to see the sea?"

In the right eye pierced by a hideous scar, Tom opened his eyes with a smile, and the magic power used the wand as a link to connect the two.

Kent Tanka's eyes still couldn't perceive the light, but everything Tom saw emerged in her heart.

"During the time we are fighting side by side, let me be your eyes for the time being."

The dazzling light made Kent Tanka, who had been away from her for 13 years, feel dizzy. At this moment, everything in the past was forgotten, and only the blue of the sea was left in her soul, which was the only color of her rebirth.

The stacked waves surged wildly, crashing towards the coast like a curtain wall covering the sky and the sun, but the edge of the dark clouds above the head was filled with hideous green thunder. In the confrontation between natural disasters, the ocean roared and was messed up. Its beating heart is brewing more and more frightening waves, hitting the shore again and again, and being stirred into foam by the thunder net again and again.

Kent Tanka's heart stopped beating, and her breathing stopped. Her father and sister had never brought her to the beach in this kind of weather. It was the first time in her life that she saw the angry sea. The town is so close that you can reach out and touch it.

The girl moved in step with her shadow, the magic wand in her hand turned flexibly, and her wet dress was changed. She raised her head at the same time as Tom behind her, held the same magic wand, raised her arm, exerted force on her wrist, and opened her mouth.

"Roar!"

The sea waves roared in grief and anger as they fought against Lei Wang, covering the girl's weak spell.

But this is not important anymore. In the next second, a huge black snake spewed out from the tip of the staff. Its snake head like a dragon showed sharp teeth, and its scarlet eyes were full of arrogance and mockery. It raised its head high, almost Piercing the dark clouds overhead, and then throwing himself at the roaring waves, at the spider web woven by the green thunder of death.

At this moment, Haierbo sensed the change of magic power. He just raised his head and looked at the coast where the movement was heard, but in his sight, the barrier from the Egyptian wizard just fell. Haierbo, who missed this scene, was still immersed in the "Prophet Chamberlain" In the beautiful dream compiled for him, Hermes, who was persecuted by the suspicion of the Greeks, betrayed his relatives, and his great magic ceremony came to an end. The Egyptian wizard who came to investigate the situation was cutting open his chest with an intoxicated smile, and took out the beating The heart, with its back to the half-engraved stele, offers its soul to the scales of the gods.

Tom's spell broke through the thunder net at this moment and scattered the tsunami. On the other side, he saw the giant coming across the sea, the silver fleet, the mayflies overwhelming the sky, the bow of the ship and Peety. Ah Nelson standing shoulder to shoulder!
Haierbo, who was sitting on the rocking chair, felt heart palpitations for no reason. He looked at the back of the servant he called "friend" in front of him, felt the snakes wrapped around the servant's heart, took a long breath, and closed his eyes again .

"The Egyptians are really tragic, why bother? Well, we need a closed stage, which is more secure."

"You are right, Haierbo...my lord."

(End of this chapter)