My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 89 Dragon and Thunderbird

"We're in big trouble."

Andre narrowed his eyes and stared at the huge creature in the clouds that spread his wings and stepped on the sun, and muttered to himself with a solemn expression.

"What's the matter?" White raised his right hand to his forehead to block the sunlight, looked at the giant dragon that didn't know where it was flying, and asked curiously, "Isn't it just a dragon? Our family has a dragon farm in Romania. , as long as the spell is used correctly, an adult wizard is enough to subdue a dragon."

(Nelson: I feel like you're targeting me.)
"No, it's not the same as those dragons that your family regularly bleeds and sells for money, it just looks like a dragon." Andrei's tone was still very nervous, he walked to Zweig and whispered a few words to him Whispering quietly, he continued, "The giant dragon is just a simple-minded magical creature, but that doesn't mean it can use magic... Did you see the light that flickered under its feet just now? It seems to be an accelerated magic. , it does not fly by wings, but by the acceleration of magic - can you imagine what it would be like for an invulnerable creature to cast magic?"

Everyone understands that they are deeply worried about the current situation.

"We..." Nelson was a little confused, and he couldn't help but ask, "Are we here to slay dragons? Didn't we say we came here to investigate a wizard? Since we weren't here to slay dragons, then the ones flying in the sky would What does it have to do with us how powerful it is?"

"Oh," Andrei shook his head with a smile, relaxed his tense body, and said in agreement, "We are always called bad people by people outside, which makes me a little bit into this image, that's right, We are here to observe, not to find fault."

After that, he adjusted his collar and walked towards the gate of the castle courtyard.

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky thickened at a very fast speed, and the air became moist and sticky, exuding a breath of wind and rain.

"What is this?" Andre turned around and raised his head, looking towards the direction where the dragon flew away. In the distance of the sky, a violent white light flickered, as if some animation works would be blinded by zooming in on a white screen. Everyone present, when their eyesight recovered, the rumbling sound of heavy objects colliding with the unsteady sound wave slowly rolled from the sky, followed by an unbearable sound. The impact, Nelson only felt as if his chest was hit by a sledgehammer, and the whole person flew out, his back hit something hard, and then he fell to the ground and stopped.

In a trance, he saw the sky in the distance showing a bizarre scene where half of the sky was red and half of golden light flickered. A green dragon flapped its wings and hovered in the firelight, and its green scales were reflected in the firelight. A strange and solemn black, like the black dragon Nidhogg in Muggle myths and legends that constantly gnaws at the roots of the World Tree.Behind its open wings, a huge circular magic pattern with intricate inscriptions rotates, like a magic circle commonly seen in fantasy novels. Close up to form a tiny but extremely bright light ball, and then, the light ball shatters, and a red pillar of fire spews out to the creature opposite the dragon.

The flame was a warm orange, like a fire in a fireplace, but Nelson knew that the flame was not gentle at all, and even evoked the deepest fear in his memory - that he had just come When it came to this world, it was a dazzling red color that occupied the entire field of vision.

And the animal on the opposite side is as magical as it is. It is a big bright yellow bird that looks like a phoenix, but it is bigger than a phoenix, and its wingspan is several times that of a phoenix. , the tips of the three pairs of wings can be perfectly placed in a circle, as if the whole body is made of wings, the gorgeous and slender golden feathers are supported in the flames, it flaps its six wings, and the overwhelming storm is wrapped in thunder and lightning. Come, let the huge body of the dragon be bathed in the baptism of lightning in an instant.

I don't know how long it took before Nelson opened his eyes and stood up with his chest covered. Now he could see three double images, and an unbearable roar echoed in his ears. He opened his eyes and saw. The gold and red in the sky were still rivaling each other in the eye of the storm. It didn't take long for him to turn his head to look around. He suppressed the discomfort and squatted down to check Zweig, who was lying by the tree behind him. It was him that hit.

"Are you alright?" Nelson rubbed his shoulder, but Zweig remained still on his stomach.

"Just put him on his stomach." Andre's voice sounded aside, Nelson raised his head and saw that he was holding a wand, standing nervously beside White, the two of them were standing back to back in an alert posture. Looking around the surrounding woods and seeing that Nelson was fine, he let out a long sigh of loss, "I asked him to protect you, you don't need to worry about him, he'll be fine in a while."

"But……"

"Did you forget, on the cruise, he received White's Obstruction Charm with his face. He is different from us." Andre looked nervously at the rustling trees and said to Nelson, "Take out your 's wand, stand over a little bit, Zweig's matter is also very important, but now..."

Nelson followed his gaze. A lanky wizard in a long black trench coat was walking down the path they had come from, holding a wand in one hand and a black, silver-edged leather in the other. The suitcase, the moment he saw Andre, he raised his wand, pointed it at his face, and said solemnly: "Andre, why are you here? Do you have any conspiracy?"

Andre ignored his question, just raised his wand, confronted him across the air with Nelson, and finished the unfinished second half of the sentence: "But now, we are in big trouble."

"Nelson, hide behind us," White whispered. "Watch out for his suitcase, it's Newt Scamander."

Nelson got up from the ground, clenched his wand and stared at the uninvited guest in front of him. He narrowed his eyes and tried his best to contain the double image in his field of vision. When the double image condensed into one, he only saw that he was hiding in a few days ago. The face of Hufflepuff-senpai who had eaten his meal met the look in his eyes.

"Nelson? Why are you here?" Newt's tone was shocked and angry, his right hand holding the wand was firmer, while his left hand flexibly stretched out his pinky finger to open a buckle on the top of the suitcase, and the suitcase cracked a small slit , a black shadow came out of the gap and wrapped around his arm. He stared at Andrei's face and said angrily, "You are like your boss, and there is no lower limit. Even the little wizards are caught."

He then turned his eyes to Nelson again and said with concern, "Don't be afraid, I'll save you right away."

"No..." Nelson shook his dizzy head. He always felt that the current situation was not right, so he had to explain weakly, "It's not what you think, we..."

The three people on both sides did not hear his voice. They slowly moved their footsteps, as if they had a tacit understanding, while facing each other and taking the battle circle away from Nelson. The atmosphere between the three became even more tense. Still climbing, no one spoke, but silently stabilized the hand holding the wand.

This tense atmosphere was quickly broken. With the change of the battle situation in the sky, a clear bird call came from afar. Newt took the lead, and the three quickly formed a group relying on the terrain. The curse of color swirled in the air.

Nelson cheered up and looked at the battle not far away. In his imagination, White and Newt were both "defeaters" who were successfully attacked by him, and the old man Andre was not much better, but the battle at the moment was But it completely refreshed his cognition.

These three are senior wizards with high mana, and their spells in battle are silent. This alone can beat most mediocre wizards, but the quiet battle situation is even more murderous.

In Nelson's impression, Newt is a wild Hogwarts graduate who has not received a complete magical education, and his talent is mostly reflected in the field of magical animals, and he has never heard of his achievements in duels. .

At this moment, Newt has changed his enthusiasm and shyness in the hotel a few days ago. The beams of light flew from the tip of the wand, making it difficult to discern its purpose, and their power did not disappoint Nelson, and in the collision of the spells, the old forest quickly became a mess.

And he is also very clear about his advantages. When he opened the boxes on the first floor, magical animals that Nelson had seen or had never heard of ran out to cooperate with his attack. When his Obstruction Charm hit White, one with only two heads The dozing three-headed dog jumped out of the woods and pounced on White, although it was finally repelled by Andre, but it eventually brought a lot of trouble to the two of them.

White and Andre, as the tried-and-true cadres among the Saints, naturally have no problem with their magical abilities. What confuses Nelson is that they don't use black magic much in battle, but some skillful little hexes have also achieved success. After a lot of success, in the end, two fists were no match for four hands. Although Newt had the help of magical animals, he still fell into the disadvantage. The iron armor collided and shot at Nelson at a twisted angle. This scene was very similar to what Dumbledore experienced back then.

The three people in the battle noticed the spell, Newt twisted his body and stretched out his wand to Nelson, while Andre was even more anxious than him, but the speed of a person was comparable to the speed of the spell flying, Nelson was thinking a second before the spell Feida: "What is this blue spell?"

　Stop for one year, and resume next year.

　　Happy New Year, everyone, and I hope you all receive the good news that you are most looking forward to.

　　0:05 on the shelves, I will go and write a testimonial later (although I feel that I should not need to write a testimonial for a book like me.)
　　The last time I asked for recommendation and collection before it was put on the shelves (less than [-] recommendations were put on the shelves, and I cried out with a wow)
　　(Oh yes, December 31st is Tom Riddle's birthday)

　　


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