My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

　　 "It's almost here, just ahead."

The two trot to a place further west than the western suburbs. There are fewer pedestrians and houses on the street, and the surrounding smog has become so thin that it is imperceptible. As time goes by, the surroundings appear A field scene with rare moon stars.

　　 "Tom, do you think you can learn Snakemanga?" Gnar asked as he ran, he was very curious about the language he couldn't hear.

"I think if you just say a few sentences, it should still be very simple." Tom said out of breath, thinking about it. Snake voice is different from learning an ordinary foreign language. Normal language learning starts from listening to Simple communication, then to complex sentences, and Snake Voice is the opposite, "But I think it may take some effort to understand or even communicate."

　　 "Oh." Nelson was lacking in interest. After all, this was a rare magic skill, and he was just curious.

"But I will teach you. I think you can learn from your ingenuity." Tom walked to the edge of a cliff in front of the two of them, put his knees on his hands, and leaned down to look down. "We're here. ."

Nelson stepped forward, looked into the cliff, and saw the cracked riverbed at the bottom of this shallow "canyon". This was a river that didn't know why it was diverted. The side of the riverbed near Nelson and Tom was steep. The side was flat, and there was a concrete pipe protruding from just below Nelson that could allow a person to pass through.

"Is it here? Do we need to go in?" He frowned and looked at the pipe. It seemed to be a sewage pipe connecting to a long-abandoned factory in the distance. Not far away there was a pipe that looked like something. The narrow passage created by the friction between east and west leads from the shore to the entrance. Just below the pipe is a black, radially distributed black ground. This river, which seems to have been diverted for a long time, should have developed a vigorous ecology on the fertile river bed. Now it is bare, and it is conceivable that this barren environment must have something to do with this sewage outlet, "She won't ambush us below, right? As soon as we enter, we will eat our hearts and die with hatred..."

　　 "What are you talking about?" Tom gave him a blank look and turned over. "The other snakes will only listen to me, and she is already injured."

　　 "That's not necessarily." Nelson also squatted down to support the ground, leaped, and jumped to the edge of the water pipe. "Oh, good fellow."

He walked up to Tom and looked up at the concrete pipe. It seemed to be two meters in diameter. Gravity made some of the sinking dust and dirt form a flat path. The ground was dry enough for two people to pass by side by side. A smell of musty escaping from the inside, you can already imagine the humid environment inside. There is no light in the pipe, but it swallows all the light that shines in from the outside, like a huge mouth. same.

　　 "Waterproof and moisture-proof." Nelson bent down, poked his own shoes with a magic wand, and tightened his shoelaces, and Tom was also preparing for it.

　　 Well prepared, Nelson was about to lift his foot into the pipe, but Tom stopped him.

　　 "Fluorescence flashes." He took a step forward, raising his wand and entering the pipe. Nelson smiled and shook his head and followed.

In this dark underground world suddenly broke into two uninvited guests with a light source-from the moment he stepped into the water pipe, Nelson's hearing has changed. He used to live on the ground and in the crowd, all the time. The whispers that existed and the silent wind lingering in the ears became neglected white noise, and there was no wind and no crowds in the underground world. The water that originally flowed in this pipe network was also cut off because of waste. He fell into a kind of absolute silence. He could only hear the sound of footsteps coming from the two feet on the ground, the echo of the footsteps echoing in the distance, and the echo of the echo...the two breathed nervously There are heartbeats and heartbeats. These sounds are at the bottom of the bottom in life, and they are the bottom sounds that will be forgotten to ignore.

　　 "It's not as wet as I imagined." Tom turned back and said to Nal, the echo went on for a long time, and it seemed that he was also a little nervous.

　　 "It's probably been abandoned for a long time." Nelson stretched out a finger and wiped a thick layer of dust from the wall of the tube. He had to use a magic wand to make water to wash away that finger. "Hey, hope it is not poisonous."

　　 "If it was poisonous, the snakes here would have been poisoned to death." Tom walked forward without looking back.

"I know this may be a psychological reason, but I really feel that my fingers are a little itchy." He wanted to find a topic to alleviate the horror atmosphere that this absolute silence brings to people, "Besides, some poisons may be nothing to snakes, to humans But it is very toxic..."

The two chatted together like this, walking along the wall of the pipe. After a while, the echoing voice in the pipe stopped abruptly. The two stood in place with their glowing wands at the end of the pipe. Their vision suddenly opened up, and their ears suddenly became noisy. The sound of scale armor passing over rubble, the sound of wings flapping the air, and the ubiquitous sound of sorrow suddenly appeared, and soon became clear and clear. , It turned out to be a huge void created by the collapse of the underground, and it did not seem to be smaller than the Hogwarts banquet hall.

Nelson could see bats flying in flocks in the distant air, and many luminous insects clinging to the walls so that the whole cavity was filled with a touch of orange enough to see things, underground creatures and the ground. There is a big gap between them. He tried to compare them with known biological illustrations, but pessimistically found that they are too different from ordinary creatures, and they may even be magical animals.

　　 "They don't look great, they look like little fairies, flower fairies, etc." He comforted himself.

Adapted to the light in the cavity, the two extinguished the light of their magic wands, and saw that there was a long and narrow passage similar to a covered bridge at their feet, leading to a flat platform in the middle of the cavity. There was a large stone pillar on the platform, and one was dark. The giant pythons entrenched on the pillars, looking at them with their heads up and spitting out the letter, the green pupils reflecting the cold light.

　　 Soon, the various creatures flying in the air scattered to the surroundings, far away from the "bridge", Nelson stretched out a foot and stepped on it, and it fell frantically with the scum on his body.

　　 "This is probably left over from the previous pipe, and there is nothing in the foundation steel." Nelson said to Tom, "If you walk from here, you might fall to death."

　　 "Huh!" Tom slanted his eyes at the giant snake in the center of the hollow, and turned to Nelson and said, "You wait for me here first, and if there is no problem, I will call you over."

After all, without waiting for Nelson to speak, he raised his hands on both sides of his body, and a thin black mist began to form from the hand holding the wand, and gradually grew into a slender snake-like shape and walked around Tom’s arm. Sometimes he raised his head and roared at the python in the distance. Nelson noticed that the green pupils of the black python actually flashed with humane fear. Tom smiled disdainfully, and held the snake-like shape on his arm with one hand. Black mist, then crushed it in one hand!

The black mist continued to twist and expand, and soon covered Tom’s lower body. A gust of wind swept up in the calm underground cave, lifted him to float, and then jumped and flew in the direction of the black python, rolling behind him. The black mist draws a tail flame with a pretty line of beauty.

"You're handsome if you can fly." Nelson muttered to himself, looking forward to it. He watched Tom in the distance land lightly in front of the black python, and the black mist withdrew from his feet and condensed behind him into a big snake and no less than that day. The black python confronted, his lips moved slightly, as if to say something.

Soon, Tom raised his wand and pointed at the black python with a grim look. One person and one snake froze for a moment. When Nelson and the big snake behind Tom were waiting impatiently, the black python slid down from the entangled pillar and hung down. He leaned his head in front of Tom and closed his big eyes.

The black mist snake behind Tom disappeared with a "bang". In fact, Nelson was not sure whether it was a "bang" or not. He was not even sure if there was a sound. He just thought that the disappearing scene should be dubbed "bang". .

　　 Tom put his hand on the giant python's head, turned around with a smug smile, waved the other arm at Nelson, and shouted, "I can come here, do I need to come and pick you up?!"

"No need!" Nelson also yelled at Tom~www.NovelMTL.com~ The voices of the two reverberating in the cavity lasted for a long time, and even the high-risk "bridge" was shaken by the sound, and it was even more shaky. . Nelson felt like he was being provoked. He squatted down and stuck his wand on the "bridge" that seemed to fall at any time. He held the wand with both hands and said something in his mouth. In return for a cool magic, he It's almost exhausted all the energy.

I saw that the clumps of soil on both sides of the "bridge" peeled off and turned over and pasted back. When returning to the original place, they really became hard stone slabs. The surface of the "bridge" widened as the stone slabs thickened, one by one. The stubby stone pillars emerge on the left and right sides, and chains grow from the top to connect each other. The whole bridge is like a domino, turning inside and out from the wand inserted by Nelson, turning into a real simple bridge.

　　 Nelson pulled out his wand, wiped the dirt on it with his hand, and stepped on the brand new bridge in front of him. Coincidentally, the rate of deformation of the covered bridge was ingeniously consistent with his footsteps, and it seemed as if every time he took his steps, he took the initiative to renovate himself because of the ruined walls under his feet.

Tom on the opposite side looked at the friend who came to him lightly, put down his hand holding the magic wand, and greeted him. At this moment, he didn’t care who came here. The way is more cool, building a bridge and flying. It is difficult to find a standard of comparison. He just feels regretful that there is no audience to applaud the magic of the two geniuses at this moment, and regret that there is no audience to promote the miraculous scene at this moment.

"Her name is Nagini. She is a blood cursed orc poisoned by black magic. She has just fled back to London from the United States." Tom greeted him and took Nelson's hand. "I forgive her. She is mine from today. My subordinates are also my friends."