My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 677 Void
"What a big wave..."

Nagini slowly opened her eyes, and the huge waves rushing towards the coast and the figure of Nelson at the bow woke her up from the messy and abstract dream. She took a deep breath, and the tingling pain all over her body brought her back to reality.

"Are you all right, Nagini?!"

Seeing that Nagini's eyes were clear again, Credence, who was bandaging Aberforth's wound, dropped the wounded in his hand in an instant, rushed to Nagini's side, and squeezed Nagini from Myrtle's side. In front of her, both hands tightly grasped her cold hand, holding it to her mouth and breathing gently.

Nagini shook her head. As the temporary owner of Haierbo's memory, she knew much more than every combatant present. She raised her empty hand with difficulty and held it tightly with her lover's. live.

Nagini's body temperature almost dropped to freezing point made Credence extremely worried, but he was not a doctor, and the silent and violent magic power could not help in healing at all. He looked into Nagini's eyes, as if wanting to Seeing some good news from inside, after Nagini woke up, the busy people around quickly rushed forward.

Credence pointed to her chest and asked in a low voice, "Your blood curse..."

"I'm fine, but they..."

Nagini pointed to the vacant space next to everyone, pursed his lips, and there was a touch of emotion in his eyes that everyone couldn't understand, as if it had been aged wine under the accumulation of endless years.

It should have belonged to Dumbledore and Grindelwald, the pillars of the battle, as well as Nelson and Tom, who had disappeared from the beginning of the battle.

"What happened to them?"

A sense of ominous premonition rose in Credence's heart, but just as he was about to ask, the sound of shattering mirrors came from the center of the battlefield behind them.

There, it was the position where Haierbo was put into the frame by Aberforth.

Everyone turned their heads in unison, the blood was so cold that it was almost frozen, and even the beating of the heart was delayed for half a minute.

The indestructible tombs melted like candles in a raging fire, but they seemed to be icy cold, so cold that when the lava-like fluid dripped on the ground, the ground in contact with them was covered with frost. From the invisible bunker, Aberforth, who was half bandaged, suddenly jumped up holding his wand. The short red light beam caused a violent explosion the moment it touched the ground, and was blown into several pieces of poisonous snakes. Scattered all over the ground, a truncated bright red snake body twitched. The bodyless snake head supported the ground with its poisonous fangs, and moved little by little towards the crowd through the opening and closing of the lower jaw.

Without any hesitation, Aberforth swung his wand one after another, hitting each fragment with precision like a battle-tested sniper, and the wriggling stump twitched for a while, then turned into pieces of weathered stones, annihilated into sand and dust to the ground.

"Huh...reaction—"

Aberforth wiped the sweat from his forehead, the smile of Yu Sheng after the catastrophe froze on his face for a moment, his tongue seemed to be knotted and unable to speak, bean-sized drops of sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead, along his dilated pupils In the direction of their gaze, Credence and his party saw a scene that made their scalps tingle.

The poisonous snake crushed by him crawled out from under the cover of the burial picture frame again, spit out a message and was split in two by Credence, but there was a mocking smile in those cold-blooded animal eyes, and it was in Credence's eyes. Under Si's last knife, it quickly turned into ashes like the previous snake, but then, the next snake crawled out again, followed by the second, and the third.

The poisonous snakes that crawled out of the shackles became more and more tenacious, and soon, Aberforth's spell could not cut them open with one blow, and his face was dripping with sweat, only the smile that was still too late to take back was still hanging on his face Looks very ironic.

"In the past, you relied on Andros, on Pythia, and on those who dared to look directly at God."

The bunker that buried the picture frame collapsed, exposing a corner of the canvas.

"In the past, you relied on Dumbledore, on Grindelwald, on those who stood in your way."

"laugh--"

There was the sound of tearing the canvas, and Haierbo's pale hand stretched out like a ghost controlled by magic rushing out of the grave surrounded by poisonous snakes pouring out.

His voice reverberated in the city of Berlin. He raised his arms high, and the magical voice stirred in the ears of the coalition forces, washing their already tired minds.

"But now, there is no one standing in front of you," Haierbo's wild laughter roared through the sky, and his dull voice was like a sledgehammer hitting the hearts of every audience, "No one but me You can gain the mercy of death, understand the mystery of eternal life, your stupid attempts have ruined your last hope... Hahaha, you can't come back!"

Everyone looked at each other, exchanging nervous glances. Haier returned. As he said, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were no longer standing in front of him, and the picture frame left by Nelson was also consumed as a last resort.

"Now, do you dare to look directly at God?!"

Haierbo roared angrily, tearing the canvas with his oil-stained hands, and got out of the painting. Thousands of miles away, on the campus of Ilvermorny, the concrete-filled hut in Lori Ann's garden exploded. The walls that imprisoned Melissa Sykes were exposed to the air, and like the violently excavated murals in the monuments, they lost their bright colors the moment they came into contact with the air.

Lori Ann, who was watering the last flower in the nursery, looked at the wall depicting the happy home. The once active animals were lying dead in the wasteland that was no longer green. Her friend Melissa was lying in the center of the picture. , The unwillingness in the eyes quickly faded.

Even the obsession of an excellent witch like Melissa can only hinder Haierbo's footsteps for a moment. Everything in the Happy House has become his plate. The wall that twisted his life crashed down.

And Haierbo, who has absorbed this huge magical power, is also stronger than when he first appeared on the stage.

"Do you dare to look directly at God?!"

Haierbo roared again, which caused people who were unwilling to surrender to look at him angrily. At the moment when Nagini and Credence were about to raise their heads, a slap from the side pushed their heads down.

"what are you doing?!"

Credence glared at Ivy, who had been silent not long ago and had almost no sense of presence. Ivy shook his head, pointed to a puddle not far away, and said, "Calm down, behind him There's a basilisk."

"basilisk?"

At this time, Ivy had already pressed several heads in succession, but Myrtle, who was blocked by Credence and Nagini, was beyond his reach. When his hand reached for Myrtle's eyes, the girl was already separated The foggy glasses met the two terrifying big orange eyes. Her body was covered with the color of rock in an instant, and her confused and firm complex eyes froze at the moment when she saw its eyes.

Aberforth, who came back to his senses, cursed secretly, and looked towards the direction of the coalition forces behind them. The figures who were standing with their heads held high fell down one after another like dumplings. When it was enough to deal with Hai Erbo After the strong men disappeared, Hai Erbo showed his overwhelming dominance in the face of these inconspicuous wizards.

He wields the scythe of death, harvesting life with ease and ease.

Just his pet's eyes are enough to harvest a large coalition army, and none of them are alive. Alexander, standing in the distance, quickly noticed this scene. Two thick beams of light blasted towards the figure of the basilisk with its head raised, but But it passed through its body and shot into the distance without hindrance. The strong explosion even collapsed two hills, but this was not enough to damage the basilisk.

Because it is a phantom formed by magic power.

"You can look directly at God now, it's just...do you dare?"

Haierbo's voice faintly rang in Aberforth's ears, and everyone looked up in horror. He didn't know when he had quietly approached the crowd, standing behind Nagini, stretching towards her back. shot.

The moment he saw Haierbo, Credence's hair stood on end. As a silent person, he could clearly feel Haierbo's strength better than anyone else. He was stronger than before, not only because he absorbed Mei Li Sha's magical power, and because of something quietly changing inside him, he is about to take back the memory he stored in Nagini's heart.

Of course Credence would not allow him to hurt Nagini so unscrupulously, the silent magic burst out in a roar, and in the extreme tension and anger, the black ghost was even more terrifying than before, the huge The body pounced on Hai Erbo like a jackal, engulfing him instantly.

"Let go of her!"

His roar turned into a monster's crazy howl in the explosion of magic power. Aberforth didn't understand the purpose of his life-threatening attack. He stared in the direction of Credence, and the magic power had spread into a The boiling sea condensed in the air, and the brutal and ferocious force brought unbearable heat. He had just heard something from Dumbledore that he had to tell Credence before rushing to Berlin. He planned to speak when Credence was bandaging himself just now, but before he could say anything, the situation was out of control.

"Take her away!"

Credence's roar could no longer understand the meaning of the words, but Aberforth still felt the strong desire hidden under the pain from his howling. He instinctively realized that Haierbo was the first to escape after breaking free. Nagini, whose time was at stake, was very important, and even though he didn't understand, he gripped Nagini's wrist, raised his wand, and prepared to Apparate.

He gave Credence a deep look at the end, and he remembered the scene exactly as Ariana had silently erupted for the last time decades ago.

Waving his wand, taking a deep breath, he recalled the safest place in his heart - Godric's Hollow.

"Ha ha."

An indifferent laugh came from Moran's body, the strong wind suddenly shrank towards the center, Moran's figure was quickly compressed into a solid black mist, and then disappeared like a drop of ink falling into the ocean.

Aberforth gritted his molars. He had already seen the scenery of Godrico Valley, but at the last second before the apparation was completed, he saw Hai Erbo smiling at him, and his hands were empty. Nagini has been taken from him.

He saw Credence lying on the ground without making a sound. This wizard who had been fighting silently for a lifetime had never been so clean as now. The ugly black gangrene on his face disappeared without a trace. For the first time in his life, Aberforth regretted that when Grindelwald was in Godric's Hollow, he didn't seriously study magic with him.

"If I could Apparate as quickly as he..."

Aberforth gritted his teeth and was about to interrupt the Apparation and fight Helbo to the death, but Nagini pushed him at the last second and gave him one last turn of the wrist.

"Go to Egypt..."

Her feeble voice rang in Aberforth's mind, the last vestige of her magic power, used to convey the most important news she had found from Haile's mixed memories.

The magic power of the transfiguration technique that Nelson had planned to help Nagini complete quickly faded, and her body quickly turned into a big limp snake, dragged by Hai Erbo's tail, patrolling the positions where no one had resisted.

Haierbo laughed wildly and stepped forward, and Alexander's scarlet one-eyed soon appeared in his sight. He had dealt with this big guy many times, but this time, the fear engraved deep in his soul made his steps When he froze, his ribs seemed to have been punched hard, and the pain after a thousand years made his chest and abdomen convulse in a burst of cramping pain.

"Damn... Hermes, Karkaroff!" He squeezed out the two names from his throat through gritted teeth, lowered his head, and looked at the blood-cursed orc in his hand, "The dust of history is still haunted Scatter? Let me see, what have you two lunatics changed?"

"If my understanding of wizard history is correct, you, despicable Haierbo, are you the dust of history?"

The cold metal pressed against Hai Erbo's temple, the trigger was pulled, and in the diffused gunpowder smoke, the last person left here snatched Nagini from Hai Erbo's hands. Ivy held the snake in one hand and raised the pistol in the other , the shape is nondescript, it seems that it should not appear here at all.

Without hesitation, he quickly emptied the magazine, took out Nagini's wand from between the scales, and pointed at Hai Erbo's head, which was bloody and bloody.

"You just said that you got the mercy of death? I'm curious, can you kill me?"

Ivy licked the corner of his mouth, his face was full of wildness that was incompatible with his knowledge and identity.

"I think you should be able to help them."

Adele's little red figure walked out of the door holding the hands of the two ladies, just in time for the most miserable battlefield. The first to walk out was Christian holding a painting. The mastery is not very proficient, so she had to seek her help, and then came out of her most recognized foreign aid-Rowena Ravenclaw wearing the crown.

The footsteps behind him didn't stop, and the potbellied Professor Slughorn became even fatter. He looked at the lady in front of him with strange eyes, and made room for the professors behind him.

"You two should go back."

(End of this chapter)