My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 172

"Mr. Wiltening, it's your turn," Grindelwald said with a "please" gesture, "I have seen the magic of Miss Williams, even if I have to avoid the edge, then you have What unique skill can please me?"

"Grindelwald, my wife is by the side, please don't say such misleading words," Melgan said helplessly, spreading his hands and putting his hands behind his back. "You may not know, our family She always has the final say, because I can't beat her."

　　 "I look forward to your performance"

"Humph!"

Elizabeth glared at her husband and snorted coldly. Taking advantage of the gap between the two of them, she raised her hand and shook her hand. A few centimeters long mini brontosaurus rushed out of its sleeve. It looked a bit like a Hungarian hornet. But it is much more delicate. The terrifying electric light surges in the areas where the hideous barbs should grow. It rises into the sky and expands rapidly. Then it spreads its wings, and a pair of huge wings covered with blade-like barbs strongly supports it. Opening, the strong wind brought up the buildings on both sides to falter, covering the sky, like a **** descending from the earth, Elizabeth stood under the wings of a thunder dragon, with thunder in her eyes, the knots of the horsetail scattered, and a blue silk danced under the agitation of static electricity and the strong wind, Grindelwald was so scared that he took a half step back, and couldn't help saying, "Good guy... good guy..."

　　 "Good fellow..." Nelson also flew higher.

　　 She raised her right hand, pointed at Thunder Dragon, and said with an unkind expression, "Grindelwald, don't be hypocritical in there anymore. You didn't hide the curse just now!"

"Miss Williams," Grindelwald quickly regained his composure. The expression on his face was blue and white by the lightning of the Thunder Dragon. He nodded and said, "I actually Apparated away just now, just You haven't seen it. If I don't hide, it's probably my ghost who is talking to you now."

"That's really great." Elizabeth curled her lips and stopped speaking. The three of them fell into a weird silent stalemate. The wizards at her feet were still fighting like a raging fire, but Grindelwald didn't even want to watch them. At a glance.

　　 Even Melgan and Elizabeth seemed to have lost interest in the safety of Paris, not caring about the blazing fire around them.

　　The longer the silence, the more depressing the atmosphere, and the dull air makes it hard to breathe.

　　 After a while, the clouds that had been penetrated by Elizabeth slowly closed. With the squally gusts induced by the low air pressure, the sky over Paris gradually became cloudy.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 A dull thunder sound came layer upon layer from the sky, and Grindelwald raised his head, feeling the restless and humid air, a drop of rain fell from the sky and landed on top of his head.

　　 "This is not a good weather."

　　 Grindelwald murmured, countless puffy raindrops smashed to the ground, and there was a relaxing "rustle" around him.

　　 "This may be a good weather for Paris," Melgan said suddenly.

　　 Grindelwald looked down at him and smiled, "This kind of natural raindrops can't extinguish the fierce fire, and can only help it burn."

After 　　, he raised his head again, paying attention to the thunder and lightning in the West.

It was too late to say that it was fast. At the moment Grindelwald raised his head for the second time, Mel moved. His hands on his back never stopped. In the time he faced Grindelwald, he never stopped. After stopping to cast the spell, the spell was completed at the moment, and the dark clouds above Paris changed color with him as the middle, as if a drop of lake blue dye was dripped in a drop of clear water, and the refreshing blue color spread out like a water wave. So, even these later dark clouds are all from the handwriting of this prestigious young wizard!

Grindelwald reacted and immediately raised his wand, lowered his head to say something, but only saw Melgan raised his hands and waved down suddenly, like a conductor leading the orchestra into a stormy climax, composed of heavy rain. The water curtain hit Grindelwald's head fiercely.

　　 Grindelwald raised his eyebrows in time, and was submerged by the jet of water falling from the sky.

Melgan kept giving orders to the sky of Paris. Soon, following his actions, a column of water flowing in the blue magical power of the lake protruded from the dark clouds, pounced in the direction of Grindelwald, forming In a cobweb-like water current cage, ordinary water is useless to a great wizard of Grindelwald's level. It may wash off the wax on his head at most, but Melgan's “in the rain” includes the prohibition of apparition. More than forty anti-curses including the curse, the wizards who were caught in the heavy rain, whether the Auror of the French Ministry of Magic or the saints who came to destroy, they stopped their magical actions because they found that they had been drenched. Rain's wand seemed to have turned into an ordinary wooden stick, and could no longer transmit the spell.

　　 Even the powerful and spreading fierce fire became precarious and weak under the blue rain curtain.

"What a Wiltening by the creek," Grindelwald's cheerful laughter came from the water column where he was being held, and he spit out a bubble from time to time, "Grumbling...but the power doesn't seem to be enough, no... …Grumbling...?"

Melgan did not speak, but Elizabeth beside him could not bear it. This woman who had not been in a good mood since she was pregnant squeezed her fists hard, and the thunder dragon on top of her head raised her neck high, with a clear dragon chant. Let the rain stagnate for a moment, and then, the Thunder Dragon headed towards the sky, and the lake-blue rain clouds covering the entire Paris quickly thinned down, and the magical power that circulated became lightning and merged into the Thunder Dragon.

　　 It was a big circle, it made a painful neigh, and then its body shook, and the huge body burst out with strong electric light. Everyone who was witnessing all of this brightened in front of them, and then it went black.

This Thunder Dragon, which was several times larger than before, has returned to its original size. The scales on her body have become more solid, and Elizabeth has become paler against the electric light. She has a bloodless face, waving her wand, and the Thunder Dragon is in It stretched its body gracefully in the air, and made frequent and strong bangs when it came into contact with the air. Then, it fluttered its wings and plunged into the rain column that bound Grindelwald.

The interlaced rain pillars lit up one after another. Thunder Dragon sacrificed himself and awakened his companions hiding in the heavy rain. The tops of the twisted, rough-shaped rain pillars lit up with surging wind and rain. Thunder's eyes, with dragon horns and fangs outstretched, staring at Grindelwald, who was entangled in them, and then twisted more frantically.

　　 "Is this a transformation technique..."

Nelson sparrow's body trembled and said, as a wizard who specializes in transfiguration, he could tell at a glance that this water column, which looked like an oriental dragon, was created by transfiguration—Melgan's magic power would kill all of Paris. The water vapor condenses into clouds, and violently skips the process of forming rainwater by condensation nuclei, and directly turns the overwhelming, oppressive dark cloud into a torrential rain, which is poured onto the ground!

The dark clouds in the sky have disappeared, which means that all the water vapor is condensed in the violent water dragons in front of you. The sky in Paris is extremely clear, as if it has been washed fresh, and all the dust that escapes in the air is changed into water vapor. , Guarding his city under Melgan's wand.

　　 Although flowing water is tough, it lacks power. Elizabeth's magic is like a natural creation. Although Nelson can't understand what it is, its tyrannical energy and powerful destructive power are still obvious.

The Thunder Dragon scattered itself, draped the scales and armors for those dragons, and gave them the fastest speed and sharpest fangs. Nelson could see that Grindelwald, who was still strolling in the courtyard before, was trying his best to support the dragon's body. A circle of transparent barriers are erected. It is not only being eroded by the running water all the time, but also being constantly bombarded by the thunders wandering in the water. Their results are even more impressive. The cracks show that Grindel Wo's defense is already at stake!

"Is this a martial arts fusion skill?" Nelson smacked his beak and pierced through the dragon's body. He could only hear the continuous "cracking" burst of thunder in his ears. He saw this formation. He really thought that Grindelwald was really going to be done here.

　　 But the future Grindelwald is alive and well after all.

　　 "Crack——"

　　 Finally, under the repeated attacks of dozens of lightning dragons that glowed like meat grinders, the protective cover around Grindelwald shattered.

He held his wand high. A hot black flame rose from behind, condensed into a majestic human figure. It stretched out two huge hands and waved vigorously, burning the body of the dragon, in the transparent body of the dragon. Suddenly, it was filled with scorching black inflammation.

Mergan and Elizabeth looked at each other, nodded, and raised their wand at the same time. The twisting dragons stopped at the same time, guarding the "prison" in the middle of Grindelwald, and their bodies lit up at the same time. A dim light, a desolate dragon chant came from these flood dragons, and the spirituality in their eyes dissipated. Then, cracks appeared in their bodies, and white light that was unstable like atomic fission shot out from the cracks. Except for the Flood Dragon that held Grindelwald, everything else soared into the sky neatly and quickly disappeared into the sky.

Melgan held Elizabeth's shoulders, manipulating the broom under his feet to retreat quickly, and ran away in the blink of an eye, and Grindelwald also squinted his eyes, raised his head, and constantly imposed a protective spell on himself, arranging as if he was facing an enemy. Defensive stance.

　　 Then, a bolt of lightning struck Grindelwald straight above Grindelwald's head. Before he could react, dozens of water jets wrapped in electric lights fell from the sky--they were so fast that they seemed to land at the same time.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 "Ding——" Nelson's ears were clean, only a single noise was left, and there was a vast expanse of white in front of him, even in his memory, he was also affected by the aftermath of the battle.

　　 When he was relieved from his blindness and deafness, Grindelwald's weak voice came in his ears.

　　 "Arrogance is really the natural enemy of wizards."

Nelson raised his head and found that Grindelwald was hovering in the air on the body of a Volterra bat. The condition of this magical animal that shades the sky is a bit miserable at the moment, its body is in tatters, and he wanted to be a black bat now. It was like a scarf thrown out of the wheel by a child. There might not be half of the rest of the body. Black blood dripped from the fracture, and Paris ushered in a second rain in a short time.

Grindelwald's condition is not much better than his pet. His long windbreaker has become a vest, his body is covered with charred holes, the exposed skin disappears, and the bright red flesh is exposed in the air. .

The top of Grindelwald's head was scorched, and half of his face was completely dark. One eye socket was bleeding out, and his left hand was hanging softly on the side of his body. He seemed to have lost his feeling, his chest was violently up and down, and his breath was short of breath. , There was a wave of weakness, and every time he breathed heavily, a mouthful of dark red blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

Behind Grindelwald, a mushroom cloud was blooming, and the building that was stepped on was no longer visible, and the surrounding blocks were turned into dust, leaving only a large black pit, the fragments in the pit. The stone was scorched red by the high temperature, and the black flames of Grindelwald and the thunder of Elizabeth fell to the ground, covering the ruined walls and continuing their mission of destruction.

　　 Melgan and Elizabeth flew from a distance, they interlocked their fingers, and stopped in front of Grindelwald.

"Arrogance is really the natural enemy of wizards." As if afraid that Melgan and Elizabeth hadn't heard it, Grindelwald repeated it again, with black smoke coming out of his mouth. This sentence moved his breath. He coughed violently and shook his head while vomiting blood.

　　 "I can't agree more," Melgan didn't continue to do it, he said with a wry smile, "I didn't defeat you with that blow, and I have no chance of defeating you again."

"Ahem," Grindelwald wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "If I don't go to the hospital within ten minutes, I will really die~www.mtlnovel.com~Hahaha, forget it." Mel He smiled dryly and asked, "I have a question, how did you defend it? It stands to reason that even Merlin could not resist our attack. I also sealed off the space. You can't dodge it anyway."

"It's amazing," Grindelwald explained, covering his mouth. "At the last second, I saw through your intentions. You want to tie me in the middle of the water column and let other charged monsters melt. Come in and kill me, so I destroyed the water column, and let the subsequent attacks fall on me in turn-if they are allowed to complete the fusion, let alone me, maybe the whole of Paris will be razed to the ground."

　　 "It's worth it, too." Melgan said with a complex expression, but Elizabeth didn't seem to agree, and she bit her lower lip with a complex expression.

　　 "Is it worth it? Ha ha," Grindelwald patted the dust on his body, raised his wand, even if he was vomiting blood in his mouth, he had to fix his clothes and hairstyle, "So I finally—"

　　 Suddenly, his movements stopped. To be precise, the whole world was frozen.

　　 Dumbledore's voice rang in Nelson's ears.

　　 "Nelson, I'm sorry to break into this memory of you, I thought you were missing in my office."

　　 "Professor Dumbledore?" Nelson turned his head and saw Dumbledore sitting on a crumbling scorched black street lamp.

"Wiltenings, the rising stars of the French magical world, oh...but do you really think this is Newt's memory?" Dumbledore pointed to the distance and said, "He is at LeMay's house a few miles away. , Do you think he can really hear this conversation even if it really happened?"

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