My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"We're in big trouble."

Andre narrowed his eyes and stared at the huge creature in the clouds that spread its wings and stepped on the sun, and muttered to himself solemnly.

"What's wrong?" White raised his right hand to his forehead to cover the sun, looked at the giant dragon flying to nowhere, and asked curiously, "Isn't it just a dragon? Our family has a dragon farm in Romania , as long as the spell is used correctly, an adult wizard is enough to subdue a dragon."

(Nelson: I feel like you're targeting me.)

"No, it's not the same as those dragons that you bled regularly and sold for money. It just looks like a dragon." Andre's tone was still tense, and he walked up to Zweig and whispered something to him Whispering, he continued, "The giant dragon is just a simple-minded magical creature, but that doesn't mean it can use magic... Did you see the flashing light circles under its feet just now? It seems to be a kind of accelerated magic , it does not rely on wings to fly, but relies on the acceleration of magic power - can you imagine what kind of scene it would be for an invulnerable creature to cast magic?"

Everyone understood and was deeply worried about the current situation.

"We..." Nelson was a little confused, and he couldn't help asking, "Are we here to slay dragons? Didn't we say that we came here to investigate a wizard? Since we are not here to slay dragons, then the one flying in the sky How powerful the thing is has nothing to do with us?"

"Oh, this," Andre shook his head with a smile, relaxed his tense body, and said in agreement, "We are always called bad people by people outside, which made me a little bit into this image, that's right, We're here to observe, not to find fault."

After finishing speaking, he straightened his collar and walked towards the gate of the castle courtyard.

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky thickened at an extremely fast speed, and the air became moist and sticky, exuding a breath of wind and rain.

"What is this?" Andre turned around and raised his head, looking in the direction where the dragon flew away. In the distance of the sky, a burst of intense white light flickered, as if some animation works would blind the screen with a white screen if they zoomed in. All the people present, when their eyesight recovered, the rumbling sound of heavy objects colliding slowly came from the sky accompanied by the sound waves that made people unsteady, followed by an unbearable With the impact, Nelson felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a sledgehammer. He flew upside down, hit something hard on his back, and then fell to the ground and stopped.

In a trance, he saw a strange scene in the distant sky, half of which was red like fire and half of which was shining with golden light. A green dragon flapped its wings and hovered in the firelight, and the green scales it wore were reflected in the firelight. It is a strange and solemn black, like the black dragon Nidhogg in Muggle myths and legends that is constantly gnawing at the roots of the world tree. Behind its wings spread out with all its strength, there is a huge circular magic pattern engraved with complicated inscriptions, like a magic circle commonly seen in fantasy novels. Gathering together, a tiny but extremely bright ball of light was formed. Then, the ball of light shattered, and a pillar of crimson fire spewed out towards the creatures opposite the dragon.

The flame was a warm orange, like a fire in a fireplace, but Nelson knew that the flame was not gentle at all, and even aroused the deepest fear in his memory-that was when he first arrived. When I came to this world, the dazzling red that occupied the entire field of vision.

And the supernatural power of the animal opposite it is not lost at all. It is a big bright yellow bird that looks like a phoenix, but it is a circle bigger than a phoenix, and its wingspan is several times that of a phoenix. , the tips of the three pairs of wings can be perfectly placed into a circle, as if the whole body is composed of wings, the gorgeous and slender golden feathers are struggling to support in the flames, it flaps the six wings, and the overwhelming storm engulfs the thunder and lightning. Come, let the giant dragon's huge body be bathed in the baptism of lightning in an instant.

I don't know how long it took before Nelson opened his eyes and stood up holding his chest. Now he can see three double images when he sees things, and the unbearable roar echoes in his ears. He opened his eyes and saw The gold and red in the sky are still fighting each other in the eye of the storm. Not long after, he turned his head and looked around, suppressing his discomfort and squatting down to check Zweig lying beside the tree behind him. It seemed that he had just It was him who hit.

"Are you okay?" Nelson shoved his shoulder, but Zweig still lay still.

"Just let him lie on his stomach." Andre's voice sounded from the side. Nelson looked up and saw that he was holding a wand and standing nervously beside White. The two stood back to back in a vigilant posture. Looking around the surrounding woods, seeing that Nelson was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, "I asked him to protect you, you don't need to worry about him, he will be fine after a while."

"But……"

"Have you forgotten, on the cruise ship he received White's obstacle spell with his face, he is different from us." Andre looked nervously at the rustling bushes, and said to Nelson, "Take out your Wand, stand over a little bit, Zweig's matter is very important, but now..."

Nelson followed his gaze. A tall and thin wizard in a long black trench coat was walking out of the path they came from. He held a wand in one hand and a black leather with silver edge in the other. Suitcase, the moment he saw Andre, he raised his wand, pointed at his face, and said solemnly: "Andre, why are you here? Do you have any conspiracy?"

Andre ignored his question, just raised his wand, confronted Nelson across the air, and finished the second half of the sentence by the way: "But now, we are in big trouble."

"Nelson, get behind us," White whispered. "Watch out for his box. That's Newt Scamander."

Nelson got up from the ground, holding his wand tightly and staring at the uninvited guest in front of him. He squinted his eyes and tried his best to narrow down the double image in his vision. The face of Senior Hufflepuff, who had just finished eating, met his gaze.

"Nelson? Why are you here?" Newt's tone was startled and angry. His right hand holding the wand became firmer, while his left hand nimbly stretched out his little finger to pick a buckle on the top of the suitcase, and the suitcase split a small crack. , A black shadow came out of the gap and wrapped around his arm. He stared at Andre's face and said angrily, "You are like your boss, you have no lower limit, even little wizards are caught."

He then turned his gaze to Nelson again, and said with concern, "Don't be afraid, I'll get you out right away."

"No..." Nelson shook his dizzy head. He always felt that the current scene was not quite right, so he had to explain weakly, "Things are not what you think, we..."

The three people on both sides did not hear his voice. They moved slowly, and as if they had a tacit understanding, they confronted each other and took the battle circle away from Nelson. The atmosphere between the three became more tense. Still climbing, no one spoke, but silently stabilized the hand holding the wand tightly.

This tense atmosphere was quickly broken. As the battle situation in the sky changed, a clear bird cry came from a distance. Newt took the lead in making a move. The three of them quickly formed into a ball relying on the terrain, each Sex spells are flying in the air.

Nelson cheered up and looked at the battle not far away. In his imagination, White and Newt were "defeated" by his sneak attack. The old man Andre was not much better, but the battle at this moment But it completely refreshed his cognition.

These three are all senior wizards with powerful mana, and their spells in battle are all silent. This alone can stump most of the mediocre wizards, but the quiet battle situation is even more murderous every step of the way.

In Nelson's impression, Newt is a wild Hogwarts student who has not received a complete magical education, and his talent is mostly reflected in the field of magical animals, and he has not heard of him making any achievements in duels. .

But at this moment, Newt has changed from the enthusiasm and shyness he had in the restaurant a few days ago. He has a sullen face, tightly pursed lips, and keeps waving his wand expressionlessly. The beams of light flew out from the tip of the staff, making it difficult to discern its purpose, and their power did not disappoint Nelson. In the collision of magic spells, the old forest quickly became a mess.

And he is also very aware of his own advantages. In the boxes on the first floor, magical animals that Nelson has seen or never heard of come out to cooperate with his attack. When his obstacle spell hits White, one with two heads The snoozing three-headed dog jumped out of the woods and pounced on White. Although it was finally repelled by Andre, it eventually caused a lot of trouble for the two.

White and Andre, as well-tested cadres among the saints, naturally have magical abilities. What puzzles Nelson is that they don't use black magic much in battle, but some skillful little jinxes have also been obtained. After all, two fists were no match for four hands. Although Newt had the help of magical animals, he still fell into a disadvantage. He gradually found it difficult to precisely control his own spells, so a faint blue light beam hit White's in the air. The Iron Armor Curse collided and shot at Nelson at a twisted angle. This scene was very similar to what Dumbledore experienced back then.

The three people in the battle situation all noticed the spell. Newt turned around and stretched out his wand to Nelson, while Andre on the opposite side was even more anxious than him, but the speed of people couldn't compare to the speed of the spell. Nelson was still thinking a second before the spell feeder: "What is this blue spell?"

Stop updating for one year and resume next year.

Happy New Year everyone, in the new year, I hope you can receive the good news you are most looking forward to.

0:05 on the shelf, I will go to write a testimonial for a while (although I feel that I should not need to write a testimonial for a book like this.)

Please recommend for collection for the last time before it goes on the shelf (less than 3,000 recommended to go on the shelf, I cried out with a wow)

(Oh yes, December 31st is Tom Riddle's birthday)