My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Pretending to be the founder of Hogwarts?"

The woman shook her head lightly, her movements full of arrogance, she pointed her chin at Nelson and Tom, and said disdainfully, "I have never regarded the founding of Hogwarts as a commendable achievement, in fact Actually, in my days as a Ravenclaw teacher, I didn't find a single person wise enough to accept my knowledge."

"Hey," Tom was amused, he poked Nelson with his elbow that was already able to move, turned his head and said with a smile, "she's quite into the show."

Nelson looked at the woman with black hair twisting like a vine and climbing the tall tree trunk, and said, "Ma'am, whether you are Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw or a yew tree stump, I advise you not to With that crown on, it's clear that Ravenclaw's knowledge and memory is so vast that it has even disturbed your self-awareness."

"Dark wizard," said the woman who called herself Ravenclaw deadpan, "so after all, are you still coveting knowledge?"

"I'm not a dark wizard, and I have no interest in your knowledge," Nelson shook his head, put away his smile, and warned, "But for a guy who hurt and imprisoned our friends, we don't mind using the dark wizard's way to communicate with you."

"What are you talking to her about?" Tom broke free completely, took a step forward, stood in front of Nelson, raised his hand and shot a red twisted laser at the woman, "This kind of plant with only one brain, you Do you still expect to communicate with him?"

Tom's spell was about to hit her, but she didn't dodge or evade. She didn't even take a defensive stance, but maintained an indifferent and haughty posture, raising her chin and staring at the two in front of her.

Suddenly, Tom's spell hit the woman in the chest, but she was as insubstantial as a phantom, and the spell shot back through her without attenuation, hitting the yew tree behind her.

After a loud shock, the flames soared into the sky, and the scorching flames made Nelson and Tom take a step back. In the swaying raging fire, the figure of the woman could no longer be seen clearly. Just as Tom raised his wand and wanted to search When he was facing the enemy, he was horrified to find that, at some point, his body lost control again.

Tom just stood there blankly, the powerful magic pierced through the towering old tree, and the thick tree trunk that couldn't see the top slowly attacked the two of them. At this moment, the sun happened to be on the opposite side of him. In the field of vision, the tree trunk, which was already a giant, attacked him at a very oppressive and slow speed, and all this was only because of a spell of his own.

Struggling with all his might, he recalled all the protective spells and anti-curse spells that could be released in his memory without chanting or casting actions. However, as the black shadow of the tree trunk grew larger and larger, Tom found desperately that he could not even have a little finger. Can't lift it up.

He couldn't help but think of a sentence that Calactacus said to himself-greed destroys you-he couldn't turn his neck at this moment, couldn't see Nelson behind him, and couldn't even call Nelson's name, let alone Not to mention cooperating with him for a counterattack, I think Nelson should be in bondage just like himself.

"Bang bang bang—"

The sound of cracking came from the roots of the big tree, and Tom was overjoyed. Could it be that Nelson was out of control and fighting, "This way we can still save—"

Just as he was thinking that the flying sand caused by the spell had completely dissipated, Tom discovered in despair that the loud bangs were just the tearing sound of thick fibers breaking at the break of the big tree, and the trunk was very far away from him at this moment. It was getting closer, but it was falling more and more slowly, which gave people a feeling of suffocation. Tom's muscles were tense, and he was still trying his best to think of a way to get out of trouble.

"I understand dark wizards like you," the woman's voice sounded at this moment, and this time the words were even more annoying than before, "I thought I had learned a few powerful spells, and I thought I was There is no match in this world, but in fact, you are no different from the ignorant Muggles who show off your strength, and you are even worse than their slash-and-burn ancestors who drank blood."

Tom persisted, the blood vessels on his temples throbbing violently. He didn't know what kind of situation Nelson was in behind him. He only knew that if both of them died here, it could only be attributed to his own greed.

"Dark wizards are often invincible in the face of enemies weaker than themselves, which makes you always confused about yourself, and even dare to question me?" The woman's voice was mocking, "But you are by no means strong, and you have nothing to lose. The capital to fight against the strong, as long as a strong-willed wizard can easily break through the ghostly tricks of the black wizard, let me ask you, do you regret coming here?"

"I don't regret it!" Tom gritted his teeth and squeezed these words out of his mouth.

"Then you go to die." The woman's cold words made the final sentence for Tom, and the tree trunk that was falling slowly just now was pulled by gravity again, and it slammed on Tom's head.

But the words that Tom gritted his teeth became an opportunity for him to break through the control - it is very difficult for anyone to break through the shackles of magic with their own body or will, but Tom raised his palm suddenly when the tree trunk hit the top of his head, Pressing it on the trunk, immediately after, a dead gray thread gushed out from his palm and penetrated into the thick trunk. The big tree covered with leaves shrank strangely, and trembled like a heart.

The tree trunk was easily lifted by Tom, smashing him into the ground a few centimeters. He raised his head, covered with a shield that was emitting traces of black air. His skin was pale, as if he had been drained of strength, his eyes Scarlet red, the light in his eyes is stronger than ever before! Behind the corners of his slender eyes, black blood vessels show through the pale to almost transparent skin, and the language of snakes is spoken in his mouth.

Tom bent his elbow slightly, and the right hand holding the tree trunk became pitch black, and then his arm suddenly exerted force, and Tom, who was wrapped in black magic power all over his body, actually lifted the tree trunk and flew up. He lowered his head and looked at his feet still standing The woman in place raised her left hand and pointed at her lightly.

The gray color poured into the trunk from his palm, and spread to the bark along the annual rings at the bottom. The wet bark quickly dried up, cracked and peeled off in pieces. The next second, the dry and loose wood The heart suddenly swelled up, and the only remaining bark fell off.

A giant cyan python about the size of a tree squeezed out from the gap in the trunk like it was shedding its skin. Its body was covered with green, resinous mucus. on the trunk.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the tree trunk was torn apart, and the green snake rushed towards the woman with a bloody mouth. Tom turned his head and saw that Nelson was still standing motionless behind him. An unhealthy blush appeared on his face, and he looked like he had suffered a serious injury, but he swallowed hard, and walked towards the woman not far away like a normal person, with a ferocious and happy smile on his face.

"Let me break your vine, disgusting dryad." His smile was hot and aggressive, but his movements were not slow at all. He flicked his left hand, and a wand fell from his cuff. Tom waved his hands, throwing curses at the seemingly calm woman in front of him. The most outrageous thing was that he didn't lose his aim at all.

"It's useless," the woman shook her head, and a series of spells shot through her body, shattering her image, as if the connection was unstable, and said intermittently, "This level of black magic can't hit me at all. .”

"Is that so?" Tom smiled indifferently. "I'd love to."

Under his deliberate aiming, the place where the woman's hair was connected to the tree stump was covered with black traces of destruction, and under the protection of the giant sky-swallowing python, Tom approached the woman step by step.

"Small struggles, poor offensive options, it just makes you look stupider."

The woman's voice floated hauntingly.

"Hehe." Tom continued after all, retaliated.

"Wizards who use snakes? Stupidity really comes down the same line. How can such a cold-blooded and simple low-level creature hurt people?" The woman's voice became complicated, "You keep attacking tree stumps because you think there is me Is it your weakness? You can try it.”

Tom didn't speak, just beckoned. The giant python born from the huge yew tree covered the sky like a magic arrow shooting at the sun. In the sky, a round of sun shone brightly, shining on the green scales of the green python. There are ancient magic lines attached to it. In the daily contact with Nelson, Tom is also making progress. He summons snakes not because he can only summon snakes, but because he thinks that only snakes are suitable for him. Aesthetically worthy of his powerful magic power, Qing Mang did not hide his desire and energy for destruction at all, looking at the woman's eyes full of desire for food. .

Finally, when Tom manipulated the green python to surround the tree crown and the woman, she also noticed the runes on the green python, and said lightly, "Well, for Salazar's sake, I can take your Return the pet to you."

"..." Tom frowned and continued to listen without answering.

"I don't want to engage in a senseless war with you. Although you can't cause substantial damage to me, and you can't even hit the forest, I really can't bear to see my trees being bullied by you unscrupulously."

"..."

"You are in the illusion created by me at the moment, but you can wake up at any time by breaking the shackles with your own strength." The woman said sincerely, "As for your friend, you need to kill his illusory body in the illusion. Shadow, his soul in reality will wake up."

...

"You are in the illusion created by me at the moment, but you can wake up at any time by breaking the bondage with your own power," Rowena Ravenclaw's voice echoed in the empty Ravenclaw tower, "As for This friend of yours, you need to kill his phantom in the illusion, so that his soul in reality will wake up."

At the same time, Nelson is in Hogwarts Castle, to be precise, Hogwarts Castle many years ago, and he is on the top of the Ravenclaw tower that will be converted into an owl room in the future. There is also a table and a finely crafted brass telescope, and a banner depicting an eagle stands on the crenel on the top floor, and a hippogriff is tied to the banner, combing his feather.

"You are special," the woman raised her eyebrows, her face showing emotions other than pride for the first time, she looked at Nelson standing in front of her like a normal person, and said, "My hallucinations don't seem to matter to you What big effect, are you a Ravenclaw student? If so, I'd be glad."

"I'm not, I'm a Slytherin," Nelson looked at the surrounding environment. At this moment, the stone bricks of Hogwarts have not yet turned black, and the trees in the Forbidden Forest in the distance are sparse, and the Black Lake is bigger than the twentieth century. After walking around for two or three times, there were not so many paintings on the wall that were fun to visit. He shook his head and said, "I'm not immune to your magic either. Didn't I get pulled into Hogwarts?"

"This is just a scene I want you to see," the woman's appearance is exactly the same as the one belonging to Rowena Ravenclaw in the painting hanging in the school, it seems that because of hearing the identity of Nelson Slytherin, Her tone became a little distant, and she said dryly, "As long as it belongs to Hogwarts, it is a good child that makes me proud."

"Then I really appreciate your compliment." Nelson paced around with a leisurely expression, almost whistling.

"I said, now you—"

"I'm in your illusion, I need to kill my companion's phantom in the illusion to free him," Nelson turned around, picked up the brass telescope on the table, and played with his eyes, He suddenly turned his head and looked at this woman who was exactly the same as Ravenclaw through the binoculars, "In terms of self-confidence, you have surpassed Rowena Ravenclaw herself."

"you--"

"Of course, I don't blame you." Nelson shook his head, interrupted the woman, and said, "After all, you are just a... oh no, half a tree, and your upper limit of IQ is also very limited. deal with a bunch of trees, and maybe fool them all around you have some wonderful misunderstanding of your own intelligence, that when you meet two sane human beings, you think you can fool them with your funny lies .”

"I--"

"Of course I know you're not Rowena Ravenclaw herself, you're just a poor stump eaten away by her vast memory," Nelson interrupted again, "Let me show you yourself , I happen to be better at doing this, of course, this is a bit cruel."

He blinked, stuffed his hands into his pockets, took out a silver lighter, lit it and put it on the table. The blue flame looked mild and harmless.

"If you don't wake up within five minutes, the Fiendfire out of my control will consume the entire forest, so I hope you can as soon as possible, I don't want to waste my Animagus progress."

"how dare you--"

Nelson didn't let her finish her sentence. As soon as he snapped his fingers, a dense white fog quickly hit the woman from all directions. With a short exclamation from her, the dense fog completely enveloped and swallowed her.

Immediately, the Hippogriff tethered to the side stopped moving, and everything in the castle, including the wind, stopped. Nelson sighed and walked into the fog.