My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Yes, very well, that's it."

Credence sat in front of the coffee table carved from tree roots in the yard of the cabin, looking at Tom who was in a hurry opposite him, and kept shouting words of encouragement, while in a newly opened space not far from them , Adele is holding a wand and practicing her "magic" hard.

"You wizards still enjoy life." Credence picked up the cup of hot tea on the table, blown away the basil leaves floating on the surface, and took a sip, wrinkling his face from the bitterness He got up, but he still swallowed it, resisting the taste, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and asked, "But are you sure this is the right way?"

"Of course, Gnar captured the heart of Professor Sykes with this trick, and he couldn't forget it even when he was fleeing. My friend in the United States told me a few days ago that I met her in the magic fair. At that time, she I'm buying tea."

"But is this really tea? Don't lie to me," Credence pinched his nose and drank the liquid in the teacup. "I feel like this should be some kind of spice."

"You don't understand, it's good for your health." Faced with doubts, Tom began to skillfully engage in professional bullying. He shook his finger and added water to Credence, "Wizards in England only drink black tea , because they have only seen black tea, and in the East, there are many similar leaves that are used to bake tea, such as this kind of tea, which is called white tea."

"I always feel that there is something wrong." Credence did not doubt him, drank the liquid in the glass again, turned his head and shouted into the woods, "Yes, that's it, you must practice more!"

"You didn't even look at it." Tom raised his head and looked towards the woods. Adele's activity place was blocked by dense trees, so he couldn't see clearly at all. He squinted at Credence and said, "It's irresponsible of you to do this. , if you let Gnar know that you are so foolish, he will keep it to make you look good."

"This is just a way of education. After all, even I don't know what real magic looks like. All the obscurity needs is approval, and the magic power of obscurity will help him accomplish all this." Credence spread his hands and looked at Eyeing Tom's cup, he yelled strangely, "Why is the drink you gave me different from your own?!"

"This is another kind." Tom covered the teacup with his hand without changing his face, while Royna, who was standing next to the two, was already laughing so much that he couldn't help it.

"If I hadn't known him, I would have thought that Nelson was an oriental wizard," Royna leaned on his chest, giggling, "This tradition belongs to the East and is brought about by regional plants."

"I see!" Credence obviously believed in Ravenclaw's wisdom, picked up the hot teacup, and drank it down again.

"But, I haven't finished yet..." Roy raised his eyebrows, "Obviously, both of you are laymen, Tom, what you drink should be called peppermint water, as for Mr. Balburn, basil leaves are a A spice, usually with tomatoes, poured over pizza and things like that.”

Both Tom and Credence froze, and Credence even clenched his fist, but he quickly relaxed and murmured, "Fortunately, at least we didn't drink right."

"There are still some differences," Roy said with a smile covering his mouth. "Mint water is obviously much better."

"..."

Tom shot up at the table, with such momentum that everyone and a tree were stunned. Just when they thought Tom would offer some insight, he had already turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared towards the south of the forest.

"I knew it!" Credence followed and rushed out.

"Okay, it's a pity that this Lihuo burned good water."

Royna shrugged and sat on the seat before Tom. He pulled two leaves from his shoulders and threw them into the pot, staring at the pot with his chin in a daze. In the distant forest, a tree suddenly bent down, stretched out a branch and poked Adele's shoulder, interrupting her practice, Royna's voice came from a trumpet-shaped flower, "little girl , can you come over here? I think that as an unconventional wizard, my experience may be of some help to you."

...

Credence and Tom were chasing in the forest. Both of them felt depressed and urgently needed to vent their hearts. A combative wizard and a silent person. For them, a hearty and uninterrupted duel was undoubtedly It is the most suitable means of entertainment.

So when they gradually moved away to a distance that Adele couldn't perceive, Tom stopped first by the white beach where Krakow's teleportation stone plate was hidden. In the billowing black smoke, he eagerly looked at Clay. Dens raised his chin and said softly, "I rarely see opponents who can fly."

"I do know that many silent people can fly, but you are probably the only wizard who can fly without a magic wand."

Credence smiled, he would not be annoyed by drinking basil leaf juice, looking at Tom's fighting eyes at this moment, he read the other party's desire for strength, he has already passed the age of longing for strength, But for him at this moment, strength is the only thing he has left.

"You said the opponent...then—"

The "duel without interruption" ended before it even started. Just when Credence was about to declare war, an unusual splash surged in the water on their right, and the two people with keen senses simultaneously Looking in the direction of the splash, even though there was only a calm sea surface and a few floating fish, it was clear that something had popped its head just now.

"That is--"

Credence looked at Tom suspiciously, and Tom's attitude towards disturbers was even more decisive than him who had been struggling at the bottom of the world all year round. Tom silently raised his wand, waved it casually, and a streak of red The blackened spell shot casually below the surface of the sea.

When the spell was in place, Tom asked slowly, "Who?"

Credence looked at Tom in surprise. He didn't expect Tom's shot to be so fierce. Although it wasn't a death curse, it was almost aimed at serious injuries. The sea surface that was hit was already boiling, and those few Almost all the swimming fish with floating heads turned up their white bellies, only one of them was still struggling in the lava-like sea water, he waved his wand again, and a dark electric light hit the churning fish, and it made a "poof" sound. It bounced from the sea to the shore with a burnt smell, the transformation magic disappeared, and a person who was scorched all over and holding a cane was constantly twitching, black smoke was coming out of his body, and only the rolled-up white eyes were the only different colors on the whole body.

Credence was a little worried: "Who is this...in case—"

"It's an acquaintance," Tom squinted his eyes, and slowly floated to the side of the visitor, waved his wand to suspend his body, put him in a position close to himself but lowered his head, and squeezed out a question through his teeth: "Da Gail, how did you know we were here."

"Giggle..." Daguerre's severely burned throat could no longer make a normal sound. He struggled to twist his limbs, trying to perform a proper wizard salute, but the poisonous snake spit out from the tip of Tom's staff He was bound tight, poisonous venom flowing from his shoulders to his limbs.

Credence didn't recognize the wizard businessman in front of him. Although he couldn't see who Tom was catching, he could see the anger gradually accumulated in Tom's eyes. Obviously, the two had a past, and he was useless. asked, just looked in the direction of the forest worriedly. After Tom called out Daguerre's name, Credence didn't pay too much attention. He knew that Daguerre, who was captured at the moment, was just a body that could be discarded at will.

Daguerre tried hard to squeeze out a smile, and then, he rolled his eyes and lost his breath, and this body that he didn't know where to put together quickly turned into a pile of meat lumps made of feathers and minced meat. During the rapid decay, pieces slipped from the snake's binding, and before they fell to the ground, they exploded into puddles of foul-smelling gas and dissipated.

"What kind of magic is this? Why is it so disgusting?"

"It has nothing to do with magic. He is disgusting." Tom shook his head. "This is Daguerre. He has been staring at Adele. I don't know what he wants. Fortunately, he has only delivered it to the door now... ...Credence, I'm going to deal with him, can you go back and help me protect Adele?"

"Can't we go back together and protect ourselves?"

"He has some very broad and disgusting tactics that will spill over to Adele."

"Aren't you afraid of being bait?" Credence finally confirmed, tugging on Tom's arm.

"On your side, on my side, it will be more troublesome if you don't deal with it here." Tom said seriously, "According to your information, the only one who still covets Adele is our former principal. Can't fight against an old man who has passed away?"

He shook his head, and took out the nameplate originally inlaid on the Desire Camera from his pocket, and brought out a crystal bottle filled with cherry jam mixed with blood. He held the crystal bottle in front of him, and used it With a light flick of the finger, the solidified jam immediately flowed, and then boiled like sea water.

He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and gently dripped the liquid onto the nameplate. The dark red slurry flowed slowly to fill up the engraved name on the nameplate. Tom licked his lips, his pupils gleamed scarlet, already He was extremely angry, but as the blood in his eyes became more intense, his demeanor calmed down. He picked up the wand with emotionless movements and pointed it at the nameplate. The blood flowing in the groove was like twisted snakes. Laoqiang blurted out: "Looking for blood and traces."

A pale blood-colored path pointed straight to the west of the forest. Tom looked at Credence, nodded, and said, "It's indeed a bait, but I can find him."

"You go, I will protect her."

Credence watched Tom's black whirlwind rushing towards the west, jumped up, opened his arms silently, and rushed towards the center of the forest.

The scene in front of him receded rapidly, and Credence could no longer perceive Tom's existence. His heart was beating violently, and a sense of tension instinctively surged into his mind. In order to keep the duel away from Adele, Credence and Tom The distance was extended tacitly, but this not-so-long journey made the anxious him feel that the time was extremely long.

"Hurry up... make sure nothing happens!"

Credence was flying ecstasy, while the huge black wings that silently opened were extremely conspicuous in the forest, and his figure had almost turned into a black light.

The stone mountain with only half of the ax handle left came into view, and Credence breathed a sigh of relief, but the tension in his heart did not weaken by a single bit. If Daguerre really had a plan for Adele, it shouldn't be like this in the forest. Be quiet.

Just when he was about to reach the location of the wooden house, a numbness suddenly hit his head from his chest and abdomen. Before he could react in time, he was blocked by the numbness all over his body.

His forward momentum stopped immediately, but the inertia still made him rush forward, and he slammed into a tree severely. The huge momentum knocked down the ancient tree that was difficult for both of them to hug, and Credence was broken. The body with several bones also fell limply to the ground.

"Tom Riddle, my former student."

The crooked figure of Armando walked slowly in front of Credence. As he walked, he said, "I have been very optimistic about this child since he entered school. His dilapidated but rich family background is comparable to that of Abu when he was young. The magical talent of thinking, the desire for knowledge and the lingering, powerful ambition... I believe that he can achieve great things, and looking back now, my vision is still not bad."

Credence couldn't mobilize even a bit of magical power, and the silence in his body seemed to be asleep at the moment, unable to respond. Armando approached slowly, bent down stiffly, and stared at it as if observing some rare treasure. Looking at the flowing black scar on Credence's cheek.

"how do you……"

Credence exhausted all his strength, but he could only speak half a sentence intermittently.

"But he is too conceited, or he cares too much about others. This is a good quality for an ordinary person, but sometimes it becomes a weakness." Amando gently stroked Credence with the back of his finger. With a scar on his face, he said in a hoarse voice, "He is always willing to face a strong man alone, if he has to choose between a mysterious and powerful enemy and a... er, an old man who has passed away, especially when he When your comrade-in-arms is an obscurant who is exhausted, who do you think he will choose as his opponent?"

Credence opened his eyes wide, and Armando's face was covered with wrinkles and decayed age spots. The most frightening thing was that a faint green light lingered in those valleys, and those age spots also showed a dramatic Poisonous dark green.

"Of course, he will face strong enemies and give the weak ones that are easy to deal with to his friends. I know my former students too well." Amando seemed to be proud of his weakness, and he tried to straighten his back , said softly, "But he won't know that this old man has a disobedient grandson who always wants to run away from home. In his grandson, this old man has found a way to easily make Momo obedient. You feel Is it your weakness? Is the strength you are proud of a little disobedient? This is all my love for Barry! Why can't he feel it! Tell me! You monster!"

Armando suddenly became agitated, and yelled at Credence. Obviously, his spirit was a little out of order, and Credence was squeezing his last bit of strength, and stretched his hands into his arms.

"But... Barry will definitely like grandpa's gift." Amando's tone suddenly became gentle again, "Grandpa is so strict, it's all because of you, but you... what are you doing! What tricks do you want to do?" Lie down and be obedient!"

Noticing Credence's movement, he jabbed his wand hard in the shoulder, and quickly began to feel sorry for himself again.

Credence looked behind Armando, and he was relieved when he saw the towering giant tree growing out of thin air. Royna had already sensed the danger, at least Adele was safe for a short time.

"You monster, you are too weak," Armando shook his head and said regretfully, "When I catch that little thing, Barry's illness will be cured."

"You're dreaming, haha," Credence sarcastically said, having accumulated some physical strength, "No wonder your grandson has become a silent man, and even recognized Grindelwald as his father."

"Are you pissing me off, young man?" Amento became calm after being overjoyed and sad. He squatted down, smiled lightly and waved his wand, flipping Credence's body aside, and using the floating spell Get up, and approach the center of the forest without hesitation, "What do you want to delay?"

Credence looked desperately at the little silver ball that fell from his arms.

"Do you want to rely on this thing to come back?"

Armando waved his wand and bounced the ball. In a trance, Credence saw the ball hit a hard stone, bounced high, and fell into the bushes. He didn't know the impact of the impact just now Didn't touch the button above.

Armando dragged Credence, and quickly approached Adele, a dazzling spot of light shone through the thick leaves of the tree to the top of his head, dazzled his eyes, he raised his hand tirelessly to block On the head, it was no use noticing that the somewhat red spot stopped moving and gradually solidified.