My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"It's that simple?"

The man shook his head in confusion. He thought differentiation would be a difficult task, but "Hermes" jumped into a trap that hadn't been dug in a daze. He didn't even know how to report to his master. Among the joints, "at least it turned out to be good."

The man who was once the leader of the Sicilian wizards followed Andros and jumped off the Vines.

"Whoosh!"

The piercing scream pierced his eardrum, and the man felt a heavy blow to his abdomen. The falling body lost his balance and swayed left and right in the air, which reminded him of the day when he left Sicily In the afternoon, there was a raging wind on the sea in the distance.

The tough vine man tightly strangled his waist. As the man fell, his body bent downward at an unnatural angle, and the blood foam and internal organs were suddenly tightened. The esophagus protruded from the mouth, and there was a stench of viscera mixed with rust on the tip of the tongue. His alert eyes widened and became cloudy. In a trance, he saw Andros hanging on the vine and looking down at him. figure.

"It's you, Rabini."

Andros' voice hit the brain through his broken eardrum, and the beeping sound messed up his sanity. There was no confusion in his tone. Although he couldn't bear it, his voice was firm and abnormal, "I never came here Since then, you have always been full of curiosity about Pythia, and you have seen her die with your own eyes, but you seem to want to confirm something, you seem to be less convinced of Pythia's death than I am."

"It's just for..." Rabini brought up the last sanity from his chaotic and painful mind, and argued, "to confirm that...Hermes with malicious intentions...what method did he use to—"

"It looks like you're dying, save your energy," Andros interrupted his intermittent sophistry, waved his hand, and a few vines poked towards Rabini from all directions, he sighed, shook his head and said "I want to know, you who have always been resolute, you who have always claimed to be a nobleman chosen by God, and you who threatened to take on the important task of defeating Hai Erbo, why did you give up your nobility?"

"I--"

"I forgot to tell you, since you care about Pythia so much," Andros blinked as the tears appeared in the corners of his eyes and were wiped away by the thick hair, "just last night, she Woke up, and out of the friendship of friends, she told me a prophecy, a prophecy about a venerable leader bowing to evil and willing to be a slave."

"I...no, why do you believe in prophecies, not your...friends."

"Oh, sorry," Andros pouted, and said, "This is not a prophecy, this is a statement. You just appeared in Delphi not long ago, didn't you?"

He clenched his fists tightly, the surrounding vines wrapped around Rabini's limbs, and the vines around his waist slowly tightened, squeezing the last breath out of his lungs. Then, Rabini felt the pulling force coming from his limbs. Pulling the pain.

"You...this is...betrayal, Ender...Ross!"

"You are betraying, Rabini."

Andros averted his eyes, and couldn't bear to see what happened to his old friend next. He was more unwilling than anyone else to believe Rabini's betrayal. He was so mature, stable, full of character and charm, but Nelson left behind The evidence given to him made him have to believe it.

"This is the last thing I can do for you," said Nelson, who patted Andros' belly in last night's farewell. Andros' stomach, "You hold on to him, I'll attract Haierbo's attention, wait until you get out of the peninsula, and then find a chance to settle the matter. The road ahead is much smoother than the one we've traveled before, so don't let it fall short."

"This is the last thing we can do for you."

Andros made up his mind, the vines rushed out from behind crazily, entangled together, forming an extremely sharp thorn, it went straight forward, pierced Rabini's chest under Rabini's disgusting gaze, provocative A heart covered with green runes and black hairs came out that still beating "bang bang" even if it was separated from the body. In that heart, he felt the gaze staring at him, as well as the warning and threat in it. Instinctive fear made it difficult for him to move, but the vine man driven by him still wrapped it up according to the established movements, and started to strangle it like a giant python preying on a rhinoceros in the rainforest.

"Helbo, you can enslave him, but you cannot enslave all of us. You can enslave our bodies, but our souls will still spit on you!"

The vine man is attached with the fur of the patron saint that Andros stole from Nelson. The rough magic power and the vine man together form a cage, firmly binding the information and soul in Mao's heart that are trying to escape.

At the moment when Mao's heart collapsed, Andros felt an uncomfortable feeling of being watched almost face to face. He really spit in the direction of peeping, suppressed the trembling instinct, jumped off the vine man, and covered himself in blood in silence. Walked into the wizard waiting on the platform.

"Where's Rabini?"

"He has something to leave." Faced with the questioning, Andros said without changing his face, "He just handled a small job."

"Where's Hermes?" Someone in the crowd asked, "I have prepared a bottle of new potion, which may relieve the fatigue caused by his frequent transformation."

"I would like to invite him to rebuild Sicily together. It is our aim to invite all insightful wizards."

"I found a magic trick to save the tow rope..."

"..."

"Let's talk about these things later," the so-called disintegration did not appear, and several people with strange faces in the crowd looked at each other in silence. Andros ignored the enthusiastic or dissident people, he raised his hand, and the noisy crowd He suddenly became quiet, his qualifications were not considered old, but many days of hard work had already established him with considerable prestige, "We are not completely safe yet, let's talk about these things later, Hermes...he has already left. "

The crowd was stunned, and then people's comments came out.

"He must have died for us with Rabini."

"Andros, are you shameless? Let an outsider and an old man go to divorce?"

"Shouldn't we choose a few people to go together? At least some people must be rotated, right? Are they supposed to doze off and fight with Hai Erbo's lackeys?"

"Andros, you—"

"Be quiet, everyone," Andros sighed wearily, "he wants to ask you to protect these vulnerable people, our time is running out, starting today, we will not stay at night to rest, we need to escape day and night .”

Just when people were about to express their opinions, the ground trembled violently, and they had to hold on to things they could rely on to avoid being shaken off the platform. Several people near Andros simply grabbed his robe.

Under people's watchful eyes, the vines under their feet broke through the ground, getting higher and higher, and leaning backwards. The wizards quickly used magic to make the platform under their feet free from the fallen vines, floating in mid-air, and saw a silver The giant broke out from the ground, it only had one right arm holding the mountain peak covered by metal armor, most of its body was just a silver skeleton, and the top of the mountain it carried on its shoulder grew growths that dragged them. Fujiman.

"That is the city-state I have lived in for the past thirteen years."

Andros briefly introduced, picked up a little old man hugging his waist, and put him on the ground.

More bodies of the giant came out from the ground, its spine was straight, like a tower that reaches the sky, a mountain that is hard to look up to, scorching steam gushes out from some kind of notochord-like structure all over the spine, its The legs are just two thick bones, but they bear the weight that belongs to hope and cannot be carried by anyone.

The sound of the turbine rang in everyone's ears like a hurricane. Its legs were slightly bent, and it was in a half-squat shape. The furnace on its chest emitted bright light and high temperature that were more dazzling than the sun, and condensed into a blazing fireball on its chest.

"boom!"

The giant's body shook violently, and the soles of its feet that were firmly pressed into the ground slid back into two deep ravines, but it did not fall down. The fireball on its chest burst forward, and a thick beam of light instantly blocked the people in front of it. All mountains were annihilated, not even ashes remained.

This is an unobstructed passage, pointing straight to the northeast, without the cover of the mountains, people even saw a blue streak in the distant sky that cannot be covered by dark clouds. With just one glance, I don't know how many people have tears in their eyes.

"Hold on!"

The undulating sound of Andros resounded through all the towns on the railroad tracks. The fireball was extinguished on the chest of the tireless giant. The bright furnace turned into a lamp to illuminate the way forward. Running forward step by step, the rugged back looks even a bit tragic, making people think that it is the last chance for the survivors who died under the dark clouds of Haierbo to fight for the living.

The giant left skeleton-like footprints on the ground, leading the city-states towards the northeast skyline.

"Is this... the miracle of Hermes?"

Someone in the crowd murmured.

"I don't know," Andros remained silent, gritted his teeth, and looked at the dark clouds stirred up by the giant, "This is the last and most dangerous part of the road, my friends, take up your weapons and protect Our people!"

...

"Master Haierbo," Tom stroked the scar on the back of his neck, lowered his head, and stood in the center of the hall and said sullenly, "The alliance has been broken. You can go to Tekmon and welcome your victory there."

"Is it?"

Hai Erbo's voice came from the darkness. Tom frowned and began to slander inwardly. Why does this guy always like to talk behind others' backs? Is it because he doesn't have confidence?

"My dear friend... died just now. In front of me, he was killed by the hateful Andros himself, and he couldn't even escape his soul."

"I'm very sad, Karkaroff," Haierbo said with a hint of sadness in his tone, "People's prejudices and misunderstandings about me make me breathless. Embracing a great wise man has to endure the bullying of a mediocre man. My best friend even lost his life because of it, what happened to our world?"

"Best friend?" Tom didn't speak, and looked down on the hypocritical Hai Erbo even more in his heart, "I'm afraid he became a best friend because he was the first to turn to him!"

"Mr. Rabini gave his life for what he believed in, and he must have been happy when he died."

Tom said in a low voice, but he thought to himself, why did Rabini die? What happened? It wasn't part of the plan, Helbo was able to see what his enslaved souls saw, and there was no way Nelson would allow Andros to kill him for no reason unless he had a reason to do so and the restraint was guaranteed Rabini's magic could not get the message to Herbo.

"As far as I know, his mission has been successful, Master Haibo," Tom whispered, "the thief who called himself 'Hermes' has parted ways with Andros, and he also set up a plan for him with you." Just like the predetermined plot, I went to the city of Tecmon in the northwest, trying to escape from your grasp."

"Andros killed my best friend, and Rabini took good care of me in Sicily. We are dear relatives and friends, comparable to brothers and sisters."

"I'm sorry, my lord," said Tom, with a hint of sadness in his tone. "Perhaps that's why he was willing to give his life for you."

"He loves me, and I can't let him down," Haierbo said after appearing behind Tom, "My servants will make him pay."

"You mean?"

"You go to Tekmon to prepare for me first, and I will let my loyal servant destroy this damn fool that Hermes is trying to take away!"

"But my lord, they have accelerated," Tom reminded. "According to speculation, they will pass through the old city of Larissa to East Macedonia at the same time that Hermes arrives at Tekmon."

He is a little entangled. Compared with Nelson's plan to go deep alone, he hopes that the remnants of Greece will attract firepower for Nelson. In his opinion, if the sacrifice of the Greeks can increase Haierbo's chances of failure by even one percentage point, it will be a big profit. Yes, he only wanted a good ending, so he followed Haierbo's words and said, "If you want to avenge Mr. Rabini, I'm afraid you will have to split into two groups."

"Those servants who stop on the way are enough." Haierbo's anger was not as high as Tom imagined, and his caution still dispelled his recklessness. "I will divert some of the strength from the south to intercept them. The threat of Hermes is obliterated in the cradle... This is, the war between the gods!"

The long-lost nausea resurfaced in Tom's mind again, and he felt like he was going to throw up after listening to Haierbo's speech. He would rather be the one being hunted down right now, rather than let Nelson, a real prophet, suffer this kind of torture.

"New gods replace old gods, it's a cycle of history," Tom echoed with a smile, "Master Haierbo, not to mention, that's still a false god."