My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 165

"So you mean, that old aunt has an admiration for Newt Scamander?"

Tom turned his back to Nelson, standing by a pillar in the back, not knowing what he was doing. After listening to Nelson's account, he asked without looking back.

"I think so," Nelson nodded, took a sip of the watermelon juice on the table, smacked his lips, and said, "At that time, there were only two people in the United States Magic Congress about ten kilometers away. One was a vegetable. The other is a blind man... No, I think even a blind man can see it-and that is the older sister, not the old aunt."

"Tsk, isn't there another one?" Tom shook his head and teased, "He himself."

"That's true," Nelson agreed, and took another sip of the watermelon juice. "I want to say that you should have given up that sour tomato long ago. The watermelon is so good, sweet, and red."

"I still think tomatoes are delicious and healthy, isn't it what you said? Excessive intake of sugar is not good for health," Tom shook his head, turned around, and threw a small black object on the table. Put one piece exactly on his face, walked towards Nelson, grabbed a plate of small tomatoes from the pillar on the side of the table, pinched one, and said, "But how can you tell? Is it because your emotional experience is very different? Is it rich?"

"Alright, I haven't seen Merlin. Can I still imagine with his beard?" Nelson shrugged and grabbed what Tom had just thrown on the table. By the dim lights in the palace, he recognized it. A pair of glasses, a pair of forward-looking, thick sunglasses with a strong and tough temperament, heavy in his hand, you can tell that the lenses are made of real gems, he put the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at the black eyes. Tom asked, "What's this? A pair of sunglasses."

"Yes, the basilisk's gaze can petrify the person it is looking at directly, so I found two very clear black crystals and created these two pairs of glasses according to Slytherin's secrets."

Tom nodded, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the corner of the table, pushed it gently, and stuffed it into the side column with the chair. He proudly introduced: "I know you must be thinking, see through the lens Does it make any difference? Then I tell you, you are so wrong!"

"I didn't actually think so..."

"Look," Tom raised his wand and knocked on the frame of his sunglasses. The two black crystals on the bridge of his nose suddenly began to spread up and down like liquid, and soon became a dark one covering the entire face. The mask-or the visor is more appropriate. He lifted the visor and he heard a faintly metallic voice, "This form, it can completely cover your field of vision, and then collect information from the outside world. Imaging inside the mask can even resist some small evil curses with little power. This is a weapon against the basilisk."

Standing by the pillar, Tom looked at himself with the smooth and reflective surface, and kept turning his face to his side. At the end he added, "If you sell it outside, it can be worth a few hundred gallons—of course, at this price. It's not worth mentioning compared to the magic I used in it."

"You are still too conservative," Nelson fiddled with the glasses like Tom, feeling its sci-fi distortion, and looking at Tom's cool shape, said sincerely, "You can add another zero. ."

Through the processing of the visor, he found that the external environment is very different. It has almost no ability to capture the details of the murals on the walls and the reliefs on the tops of the pillars. But in Nelson's eyes, objects that can generate heat and move are abnormal Clear-such as Tom on the opposite side, and a twisted, huge long strip of creature on the head of the statue.

He even felt that the hazy colors before his eyes became extremely vivid.

"It's amazing," Tom's voice was unobstructed, and it passed into Nelson's ears clearly. "For your thing, I also added magic to deal with colors. Do I remember that you are not color weak?"

"Oh..." Nelson lowered his head, smiled and shook his head, did not speak, just fiddled with his pockets, grabbed a small silver ball and held out his hand, raised his head and looked at Tom, "Are we going to kill the snake?"

Nagini, who was sitting on the ground, shook suddenly. Tom squatted down quickly, soothed her, looked back at Nelson, and said, "Look, you scared people. It's a basilisk. It's a big difference."

"Sorry." Nelson also bent down and touched Nagini's scales. When he straightened up, Tom was already standing in front of the tall Slytherin statue. He took a deep breath and held the small ball in his hand. Throwing to the ground, they collided with each other and bounced in all directions of the palace. Soon, the surrounding became full of the crisp sound of metal **** hitting the stone brick floor.

"I want to see what these strange things of you are," Tom turned his head, looked at Nelson who came up to stand shoulder to shoulder, raised his hand to his shoulder, and said lightly, "If we meet again for a long time, we need a grand battle. To commemorate, I think within the range of Hogwarts, only the basilisk and the squid in the black lake are worthy of you."

"But I can't swim, not to mention that the squid didn't provoke us," Nelson smiled, raised his arm, and firmly held Tom's hand. "Don't worry, I won't let you down."

"I never worried, this little reptile is just an appetizer," Tom raised his head, facing Slytherin's serious old face, raised his other free hand, and shouted loudly in a snake-like voice." Speak, tell me! The supreme wizard, the great Slytherin!"

Under the gaze of two masked men who looked abnormal, Slytherin's mouth slowly opened in a strange way, his neck moved, and his eyes glowed with terrifying dazzling light. The huge palace shining brightly like daylight—this is the brightness that Nelson's perfect flash bomb should have. With a sour sound of "crack", the dust and cobwebs fell on this ancient statue. The faces of the statues that had been shaken down and fell into disrepair for a long time, pieces of loose paint and stones fell, falling in front of the two, and some even shot at them like cannonballs.

Nelson held his magic wand and waved it, and a silver circular shield surrounded the two of them, spreading the flying stones one after another, without a fish slipping through the net.

Slytherin's facial expression didn't move much, except that the lowering of his chin made him look like he was about to dislocate. This way of opening and closing his mouth was almost exactly the same as that of snakes.

"Wow..."

One after another, small noises rang out in all directions of the palace. It was the snakes and rats who used this place as a sewer all the year round. The worms in the gutter felt the awakening of the once king of the secret room and rushed to flee away.

They ignored their luggage and family members, but instinctively stayed away from the space that made them hard to breathe. Soon, everything around calmed down, until a sharp sound of metal slashing through the stones came out in Slytherin's mouth. Nelson frowned uncomfortably. He raised his arm, and the ring shield around him stopped rotating and hovered in front of them. Another clamor than before came from around the palace and got closer and closer. Getting louder and clearer, Tom twisted his neck and looked around, but saw nothing.

When those marching noises approached their extremes, they suddenly stopped, everything around was silent, and even the basilisk did not rub its itchy skin. In the big place, only the sounds of Nelson and Tom's heart beating. .

"Can you communicate with it?" Inside Tom's visor, a drop of sweat slipped from Nelson's forehead. For a person who carries a heavy load and crawls everywhere, there is very little that can be done. Making him so tired, he put down his wand and asked, "I remember that although the basilisk is not a snake, it should still be able to understand the snake tongue."

"You know a lot." Tom raised his chin.

"To tell you the truth, I have seen a dead basilisk with bones as high as dozens of stories."

"This one is still young. Of course, it may be that the male eggs are relatively small, or you can't get enough food all the time." Tom paused, raised his head, and made an irritating hiss at the Slytherin statue. He was trying. Command the basilisk in the viperian accent.

The effect of the snake-like voice was immediate, and the basilisk in Slytherin's mouth immediately became restless, violently hitting the inner wall of the passage, and the entire stone statue was trembling violently with its impact.

"It's a pity that this thing can't communicate," Tom shrugged, and it didn't matter what was written on his visor, "It's a pity...it's been calling for killing all enemies, maybe it's treating us as its enemies."

"Maybe the enemy sixty years ago?" Nelson asked curiously.

"Who knows?"

As soon as the voice fell, a huge snake head came out of the statue's mouth and shot at Nelson like lightning. In his eyes, the basilisk's fangs that opened its blood basin were taller than the two.

"No wonder Slytherin wants to make the statue so big." Tom was speechless. This scene was more shocking than the time when he and Nelson beat Nagini together. The size of the two snakes was completely out of the order of magnitude.

As he said, he squeezed the back of Nelson's hand, and Nelson, who had just raised his wand, only felt that his eyes were dark, and he appeared in a place back ten meters away in the next second.

"Can this place be Apparated? I was just about to give it a look."

"This is no longer within the Hogwarts range." Tom let go of Nelson's hand and looked at the basilisk rushing to the ground with excitement. Pointing down to the ground, holding his left hand upward, a black and red air mass is slowly forming in his hand, and it is slowly turning like a star cluster.

The basilisk's head was already close to the ground, but it still had an unknowing length in the mouth of the Slytherin statue. Nelson thought it might grow to the size of Helbo by eating more.

"You hit it." Tom suddenly stopped the curse, and the air mass in his hand stopped turning. Nelson followed his gaze. Although he was taken away by Tom's entourage before, the previous ring shield was not. stay on the spot.

At the moment when the basilisk's head hit the ground, the ring shield spun quickly, with dangerous cold light shining at the edge, rising high like a chainsaw, and hitting the ground where the basilisk landed heavily.

There was a toothless sound of violent friction. At this moment, the ground where the two were standing was flying sand and rocks, and the broken stone bricks burst everywhere, knocking the surrounding murals, the hem of the Slytherin statue and the pillars on both sides of the palace. It was so horrible that even one of the pillars burst out a hideous crack that traverses from the base to the top.

Just as Nelson was about to say something, Tom said, "It's okay, it can be repaired, and I took out everything in that pillar."

"That's good," Nelson nodded and stood quietly on the spot, waiting for the end of the sawing in the smoke, while Tom stood by his side, continuing to recite the spell, the small red star cluster in his hand turning faster and faster, Nagy Faced with the behemoth who knew nothing about life and death, Ni was full of fear in his eyes, but he still stood up and stood in front of the two of them.

"You don't need you here," Nelson stroked Nagini's scales, leaped over her body, stood in front of her, and said softly, "You have protected Jonas for so long, let us protect You."

Tom raised his eyelids and nodded, still chanting his ridiculously long spell.

"I really don't understand the meaning of this kind of spell?" Nelson turned his head, he was even in the mood to chat and fart, "Even if it is a Muggle holding a toothpick, so long is enough for him to get from Bui. North Aires swims over and stabs you to death with a toothpick."

Tom rolled his eyes ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and said nothing.

The sawing sound in the smoke slowed down quickly, and after a while, there was no sound. Nelson raised his finger, and a smoothly polished ring shield flew out and hovered beside him.

Nelson looked at the edges and corners that were as smooth as a mirror, couldn't help but be speechless, and praised the basilisk in the smoke, "You are really hard."

In response to him, a fishy wind rushed toward his face. A huge snake head rushed out of the smoke and dust. Scarlet eyes were full of madness and hatred. Nelson heard a "click" and raised his hand to tap his face. A, a layer of fine stone chips fell, and he nodded in satisfaction, then turned his head and shouted to Tom, "Your mask is really useful!"

The big mouth of the basilisk had rushed to Nelson's side, and he could even smell what it was eating. He turned his head slightly and disappeared in place, while the basilisk slammed into the pillar behind Nelson because of inertia.

"You are too slow." Nelson appeared next to the basilisk's head and shook his head. The angry basilisk raised his unharmed head and flicked it in Nelson's direction.

"boom!"

Another pillar shattered, and Nelson walked out from the other direction.

"A big guy like you, if you can't hurry up, you may hit yourself to death." My classmate who is jumping to Hogwarts is Voldemort tell me in Chapter 165 ! Great Slytherin Green Reading-Hogwarts's My Classmate is Voldemort-Novel Reading Network..., if there is no automatic jump, please click [Jump]

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