My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

In the clouds, a magic eye emitting red light is keenly overlooking the continent below.

A shining star rushed towards it with a colorless tail flame. This eye only shrank slightly, as a greeting. Then, it passed by the newborn ethnic group and watched it fly. Go to the sky higher than the sky and start your own extraordinary life.

The eyes are greedily staring at the land under its feet. It is intoxicated by the ordinary green and purple in the eyes of the residents, as well as the tan of the land that comes out from the gaps. Large blocks of color are dissected, It appeared in the eye made of magic and metal in a way that is difficult for humans to understand.

"It's beautiful..."

No one can understand its exclamation, and no one can hear its beauty of the ordinary scene.

It is composed of layers of silver spherical flakes engraved with runes, which are wrapped and spliced ​​together like onions. The ancient runic characters shone with a faint light, and the layers of rotating gears filled this small eye. Those smaller and more precise lenses are arranged together, so that the things far below 10,000 meters away are reflected in its red pupils at a glance—the penguin pendant hanging on the penguin's waist, the broom growing vigorously on the high ground The heather, the glistening drops of water in the stamens, and the launcher that was not completely removed was covered with scorched soil and new weeds.

The gust of wind brought by Faust made the air flow crazily surging, and within a few seconds, the dark cloud it was hiding in was blown away, and what appeared in the shattered cloud was a giant bird that came out of mythology. His feathers are as sharp as the most precious sword, and the feathers on his chest and abdomen seem to be calcined from a whole piece of silver because they are too dense and tightly stitched, reflecting the lavender grassland below him, the sharp beak, The strong claws and sharp eyes are exactly the same as the silver falcon that Nelson once shaped when he dueled with Tom in the basement of Hogwarts, but compared to many years ago, this big bird is undoubtedly much stronger - this is exactly the penguin A group of cruisers who once sent Skydome to Antarctica.

Its wings spread out enough to cover the sky and the sun, and its mighty figure is like a giant dragon that gnawed at several roots of the world tree in Norse mythology. Unfortunately, because it is too high and too far away, no one is lucky enough to appreciate this magnificent figure, even if someone comes from Looking up from the ground, one could only see a fleeting strange bird due to distance distortion.

The cruising destroyer didn't stop, just waved its wings, and the wind and clouds swept away. Those broken clouds couldn't even find the fragments, and there was a big hole in the huge sky.

The high-altitude low temperature covered the surface of the silver falcon's feathers with a thick layer of frost. Even so, the temperature of the furnace in its chest was still hot, and every time it flapped its wings, blizzard-like ice crystals would fall from the gaps in the feathers. At this moment, if any living thing can come to its side and touch it, the extremely low temperature will instantly destroy the epidermis and stick to it permanently.

In just a split second, it came directly above the launch pad, and there were several circular and triangular marks in the field of vision to lock the missing fragments due to being buried in the mud. Its eyes looked around the launch pad, making sure that no one was there. After approaching the surroundings, it waved its wings lightly.

Immediately afterwards, several feathers fell off its body and fell vertically. As the fall became faster and faster, the metal that molded the runes on the surface quickly melted and disintegrated, leaving only the fusiform inner core that was tough enough to withstand Fiercefire It landed firmly, dragging out a straight tail flame, even though it was small, the magic power and speed contained in it made it difficult for anyone to resist. After leaving the "gift", the cruiser raised his head and let out a long cry that pierced the sky. Ming, plunged into the boundless sky.

Its figure was gradually enveloped by the dense fog gushing from the gaps in the feathers, and soon, with a loud bang that broke through the sound barrier, the lost fog shattered, and the silver falcon's figure disappeared.

Many people in the Scottish Highlands saw the scene of the meteorite falling from the sky, including Robert who was sitting next to Nelson. He stared blankly at this scene, showing an incredible expression, lowered his head, and rubbed his eyes.

With the increasing number of "constellations" outside the atmosphere, the task of patrolling the Destroyer is not so heavy, especially after replacing the brand-new core that matches Alexander, for the first time in its ignorant mind, it has an idea beyond the task.

It was a blizzard that swept across Antarctica. Above the dark and dense clouds, the extreme cold made a continuous ice crystal rarely condense. At this moment, the Silver Falcon happened to be flying above the clouds. On the uncertain ice surface, I saw my own figure blooming in the sun, so heroic and beautiful, like a boy in Greek mythology who only loves reflections, fascinated by the dream of daffodils, even if the unstable ice crystal is very It was about to shatter, but the fleeting impact was still engraved in its core, which was always scorched by fierce fire and spewing steam.

"I am so beautiful."

This is the first time this young soul, set by ancient runes and the magic of visitors from another world, felt the existence of "I". After the ice crystal was broken, it saw the boundless, pure white and vast ice field of the Antarctic under its feet. The ice layer that was still bright, clean and eternal in the blizzard made it feel even more shocked, which made it involuntarily let out a second exclamation in its life.

"How beautiful the world is."

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"You know, kid," Robert raised his head and took a closer look. The few fireballs had disappeared, but there were a few eye-catching smoke columns in the air boiling because of them. He looked at this scene with emotion , as if it was a farewell to his wife, the pastor held his staff tightly, turned his head to look at Nelson, and said seriously, "There are so many differences in this world, and every difference may bring misfortune. The deviations are all due to simple magic."

"You say." Nelson smiled and handed over a cup of warm water that he did not know where. Robert held the steaming cup of water, feeling the warm current flowing from his palm to his limbs, and the sad silence seemed to be washed away a little.

"I have been in this church for many years. Although this is a vast, sparsely populated, barren and poor land, the believers living here are not much simpler than those in a big city like London," he said, holding a teacup, and the curling steam Covering his vision, he said softly, "Some people commit heinous crimes but want God to forgive and bless them; some people obviously don't believe but always come here just for peace of mind; When everyone says he is a pious believer, he doesn't care about his own family. His wife and children are suffering from hunger. They are all unfortunate, but are the roots of these misfortunes the same sin? What do you think?"

"I don't know their backgrounds, so I dare not make rash comments." Nelson replied cautiously.

"Yes, me too. I only hear about their piety, their guilt, and their longing, but I don't know how they become criminals, how they become empty, how they become appearances."

Robert put his staff on the ground, took a sip from his teacup, and the warm tea moistened his dry throat. Even though he had just come out of grief, or even was still immersed in it, he held his temper and gently enlightened him This young man seemed inexplicably confused because of his answer, even though he had just killed his most important person not long ago.

"Perhaps greed bred by poverty, perhaps rage brought by bullying, or laziness brought about by indifference, there are too many sins in this world, and too many contradictions that breed sins, but dare you say, this Is it because they don’t know magic?” Robert silently crossed himself on his chest, the pagan life caused by magic for many years and his piety were in constant conflict, which made his originally transparent heart clouded. "A criminal won't become a good person when he acquires magic. Instead, he may become worse and become like Isabel...the dark wizard in your mouth; greedy people will not change because magic gives people the ability to steal wealth. If you become indifferent, you will have greater desires that do not match your ability and morality; a lazy person will not become hardworking because of magic, and he will still be willing to let his family starve to prove his It is difficult to be devout recognized by the Lord."

"That's right," Nelson nodded with squinted eyes, his eyes fixed on the smoke column in the distance, and a barrier quietly opened around him and Robert, "Even in a wizarding society with magic, evil and injustice can be seen everywhere .”

"If I have magic... I mean, I don't think so, it's blasphemy to the Lord, but it's just—" Robert was halfway through, when he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with his pagan speech, so he hurried to There is a sign of the cross on the chest.

"Just a hypothesis."

Nelson continued his words, and the hand holding the wand slightly exerted force, and the steam in the cup became more vigorous, covering Robert's sight.

At this moment, a turbulent shock wave swept towards the settlement closest to Faust's launch point. Originally, there was a Muggle village closer, but it had already been turned into ruins by Isabel.

Like thousands of horses galloping, and like the tide flying, the smoke and dust in the sky is like a thick wall, slowly advancing towards the direction of the church - the speed of advancement seems to be very slow, but that is only because it is too large and too high That's all, the wizards who noticed the change acted quickly. Tom grabbed Hagrid's funny black tie that looked like a napkin, who was playing with the youngest son of the McGonagall family, and dragged him and the boy behind him. Dumbledore appeared with a stride At the front of the crowd, Augusta and Flitwick, who were comforting Mag, were protected behind him. Almost at the same time, a real tide and a giant stone-skinned snake appeared, and Dumbledore looked back. Holding his wand, Tom with scarlet pupils raised his eyebrows inexplicably, and whistled silently.

When he turned his head, the giant snake had already twisted into a ball in the tide. Its huge body was entangled at the foot of the cliff below the church, turning into a towering obsidian city wall surrounded by water. As soon as the sky darkened, the next second, there was a strong shaking Feelings came from under the feet of everyone. The eldest son of the McGonagall family stood alone in the field, a little unstable. Tom sighed, and a stone pillar appeared beside him. The boy glanced at him gratefully and held it tightly. .

The air wave stopped slowly in front of the stone wall, as if it had been precisely calculated, it just lightly swept the forehead of the snake head on the wall, and then lost its power, even without the stone wall and tide, it could not hurt To the village one cent.

The shaking came and went quickly. When everything subsided slowly, the water evaporated and the stone wall collapsed. Dumbledore looked up and saw that in the middle of the grassland in the distance, a huge black pit was burning The flames outside the sky, the cruising Destroyer really destroyed all the remaining wreckage of the launcher by "dropping bombs". With the deep pit as the center, the ground with turf rolled around, and spider web-like cracks spread in all directions, even At the foot of the hill where they were, a bottomless ravine stretched crookedly and just stopped under the most prominent stone on the cliff, as if the ground had been punched and broken the skull by something, even if this scene was difficult for Huo Huo. It's just insignificant to our earth, but it's shocking enough for tiny human beings.

The aftermath of the impact rolled up the hurricane, and the broom heather planted in the cemetery was rolled into the sky. Nelson's barrier shattered in time, and the flying petals surrounded Robert like a flower rain. He stared at In the magnificent scene in front of him, the stretched rain of flowers was like a pair of gentle arms, embracing him in his arms, and the petals flew over his cheeks, taking away drops of crystal clear tears.

He stared at this scene obsessively, and even Dumbledore couldn't help sighing in his heart.

When the rain of flowers calmed down, Tom had already put away his wand and began to explain to Hagrid how to choose a tie. Dumbledore looked down the hill. The wild grass was desolate and the purple flowers were in full bloom. The impact just now seemed like a dream in Nanke, but it was just his fantasy. He turned his head to look at Nelson, only to get one sentence, "Don't worry, Professor, it's not for hitting people."

"If I were a wizard too," Robert said with a sudden sigh, "I wouldn't have to hide in XZ with Isabel, we could live peacefully in our hometown, and she could live to see this scene... those who changed because of her Those who are so unfortunate don't have to suffer that kind of suffering, and she doesn't have to live and die with such a deep sin."

"Mr. McGonagall."

"But what's the difference?" Robert blinked, his face was no longer the kind of pastor-like, gentle smile, but relaxed from the heart, he patted the back of Nelson's hand, and continued Said, "Anyway, she is still my love, and the mother of Minerva and the children."

"I see," Nelson couldn't help but took off his hat and saluted him, "Thank you."

"I hope you can feel better," Robert squeezed Nelson's hand, "My son...he is still young and ignorant, please don't take it to heart, he will understand when he grows up, and stop his mother in time You are the one who brought our family and the whole Highland back from the abyss."

"I wish I didn't have this ability," Nelson smiled wryly, looking at the empty palm, "Everyone has the right to choose, and I shouldn't use my own standards to define them... But the world has the world's standards! I You can’t be as hasty as you used to be.”

Nelson scratched his hair and turned to look at Robert. He had closed his eyes and fell asleep leaning on the handrail beside the steps. He wondered if in his dream he would meet that charming and rebellious girl again. In the brand-new story, can they become each other's antidote instead of the "drug" that spread the green terror in the Scottish Highlands?