My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 196

Tom did not find its trace, but the black snake in his hand reflected it. He lifted his upper body to make a spell, but was scratched into black smoke by a paw and disappeared.

Tom raised his head and found that a silver falcon covered with steel feathers was flying above his head. Its sharp claws did not even leave any scratches after tearing the hard scales of the black snake.

"It's great, great!" Tom murmured with an obsessive look in his eyes, looking at the giant bird leaping at him above his head, "Gnar, you should give up those weak toys. This is what Magic, this is polymorphism."

Falcon spread its wings. Even though it is indoors, everyone who sees it has a feeling of obscuring the sky. Its wingspan is more than ten meters long. Compared with its huge wings, its body It looks a little too slender, but for such a huge creature, only such a huge power can support its dexterous figure. Tom opened his hand and greeted the pounced claws, his eyes full of Enthusiasm and excitement.

Seeing this scene, Nelson's pupils shrank suddenly, but before he could react, the steel claws had severely shredded Tom's body.

"Tom?" Nelson cried out, but found that the imaginary scene of blood splashing did not appear. Tom's torn body flew out and turned into twisting black snakes in the air. They fell to the ground, fast. Digging into the cracks in the gravel on the ground, under Nelson's gaze, these black snakes climbed onto a fairly intact platform opposite him, intertwined with each other, gathered into a human shape, and soon, the limbs and fingers became distinct. Starting to slide down from the top, Tom's face gradually revealed.

He opened his eyes, twisted his neck, flicked the non-existent ash on his undamaged robe, and said, "Gnar, this is what I want to see."

"That's really as you wished."

Nelson sighed and was worried for a while. He raised his wand and waved it lightly. The surrounding gravel flew towards his feet. Soon, under the astonishing gaze of the surrounding audience, he was bombarded with curse. Kong's high platform stands up again, like a brand new one.

He raised his head, the silver falcon flapped its wings, flickered behind him, spread its wings, and exuded a silvery white light, shouting like a totem.

"So beautiful……"

Tom said, raising his hand was a red light shot at the silver falcon, but it did not evade or defend at all, did not even look at it, let the curse hit him, but the swift curse was hitting the silver falcon. It was swallowed by its steel feathers in an instant, without even leaving a trace.

"What did you use to make this bird?" Tom stared at the feathers that had just been hit, and asked, "I checked, there is nothing wrong with the ring, and there is not a single stone missing."

"Use the chandelier above your head." Nelson pointed his finger upwards, and said, "Give up, ordinary spells won't even scratch the skin."

"Can you deform something that far away?" Tom raised his eyebrows in surprise. In everyone's impression, the transformation can only be performed on the object at hand, even requiring a certain degree of contact, he asked. , "Then why do you stick your wand on the ground?"

"In order to make you feel that I have done something to the ring."

Nelson shrugged, and when Tom opened his mouth to ask another question, he jerked up his hand and waved down.

Two big stone hands rushed out of the ground on the left and right sides of Tom, and squeezed him in the palms of his hands. Under Nelson's control, the two hands merged with each other to form a thick and strong rock yoke. , Wrapping Tom tightly, only showing one head outside, he stood in place and continued, "Actually, I did trick the ring."

After all, he waved his magic wand one after another, and a series of curses hit the fist-like shackles, and its material quickly turned into a silvery metallic color, and the surrounding magic power also sealed Tom firmly.

"Hahaha," Tom laughed happily, but due to the shackles, his laughter was not loud. After laughing, he said, "You really will attack me. Do you know? Before the fight, I thought you would Sneak attack on me, I didn't expect it to be at this time."

"Actually, I think so too." Nelson nodded. "It looks like I'm a step faster than you."

"Actually, it's not much faster." Tom didn't feel constrained by people's consciousness, but said happily, "Why do you want to make two hands? Isn't a simple cage less magical?"

"Is magic without ornamental still called magic?" Nelson shrugged and said, "Do you need me to call the referee? I don't believe that your escape from becoming a snake can be done a second time in a short time.

"I don't believe it, but don't worry." Tom blinked and looked behind Nelson.

"Tom, you can't lie to me." Nelson was unmoved.

"Okay." Tom curled his lips, pursing his lips, as if he wanted to break Nelson's restraint by force.

"What are you doing?" Nelson asked, "Do you know what your outer layer is? It's an alloy, the alloy used by Muggles to make tanks. You can't get rid of it. You can't move your hands, right?"

"Okay..." Tom looked like he had given up resistance, his eyes were empty, and he stared forward blankly, his eyes losing focus.

"There is no way for me to let you out by pretending to be stupid," Nelson whistled. "I'm looking for a referee."

After that, he turned his head and looked out of the court.

Just as Tom disappeared from the afterlight, a magic wand was pressed against Nelson's neck.

"Gnar, why do you think...I will crawl out of the snakes?" Tom appeared in his ear with a smile, "Why do you think that you can use two clumsy hands? Catch me? Can you catch your cat with just two hands?"

Nelson turned his head to meet Tom's scarlet eyes. He cocked his mouth triumphantly, raised his head and glanced at the motionless silver falcon behind Nelson, and said, "It's a pity that I didn't experience its power."

"Isn't that you?" Nelson turned his head and looked at "Tom" who was trapped on the opposite side. It was already empty, with only two fists covering a human-shaped hollow. Nelson sighed and said, "Although I also think it's ridiculous that you can be held by two hands, it should be you."

"Why? What is the basis of your judgment? Is it the red curse?" Tom said, seeing Nelson's face changed, he raised his eyebrows, looked at the silver falcon and said, "Why don't you ask about it? What? What was the red beam that just hit it?"

"Awesome, I didn't expect you to have this kind of substitute magic." Nelson exclaimed.

"I know more." Tom raised his eyebrows.

"I can get a lot." Nelson turned his head, and Tom realized that the half of Nelson's neck held by his wand had long been turned into a giant stone skin. It looked so magically resistant, he turned his head. , Slammed into Tom again, and Tom was afraid that his wand would be smashed by Nelson, so he had to let go, which made Nelson break through the restraints.

"I feel Dumbledore is lying to me." Tom stepped back and distanced himself from Nelson, and said bitterly, "He told me that there is no way that people can become magical animals."

"This is not a magical animal."

Nelson tapped his neck with a magic wand, and the stone skin that looked too old to grow moss quickly shattered and turned into stone powder and fell off. He introduced: "This is stone skin art. American wizards were good at herbal medicine before they had no magic wand. And shamanism, and various magical primitive potions are the result of the combination of the two. Stoneskin art was once widely used in the battle of hunting magical animals. This is the treasure of the Goblin Academy."

"Goblin Academy? Does Goblin still go to school?" Tom asked casually.

"That's an academy of Ifamoni, good at cultivating high-level healers." Nelson said, "It's just the name."

"Okay," Tom nodded and said, looking at the attentive audience in the audience, "It will take too much time for us to fight like this. They can't wait to fight with their companions, we might as well. Hurry up."

"One move determines the outcome?" A gust of wind blew up behind Nelson, and the Silver Falcon began to flap its wings, as if he could not restrain his fighting force.

"One move determines the outcome." Tom nodded and said, looking at the silver falcon behind Nelson, "but my spell is not an animal...I have it!"

He opened his hands and flew up into the air, with a hissing haha ​​in his mouth. The students in the audience suddenly showed awe, and soon began to explain to the people around him what is snake laozi.

Tom nodded in satisfaction, and slowly raised his wand. A cloud of black smoke slowly formed in his hand. It spread quickly and enveloped everyone's head, faintly with dense roars.

Nelson nodded, and the silver falcon behind him suddenly flapped its wings and disappeared from people's sight in an instant.

In the next second, he rushed into the darkness, waving his wings and claws to tear the smoke to pieces.

Tom's voice came lightly: "I admit that your big bird is cool, hard, and powerful, but it is after all your toy-like creation."

"toy?"

"Yes, in the final analysis it is just a chandelier, a piece of iron, or a few candles." Tom said with a scheming smile, "It has no soul. Even if it can defend against the bombardment of the spell, it cannot resist the will. Erosion, that smoke has the effect of blocking magic power. Without your magical support, it will soon not even know what it is going to do."

"Really?" Nelson asked without a trace of panic on his face, "Why would you confirm that it has no soul?"

"Could it be that you can transform into a creature with consciousness at will?"

"I can't." Nelson shook his head and continued, "but this does not prevent me from providing it with a temporary soul-or rather, I forged a temporary body for my patron saint."

"What are you talking about? Is that your patron saint?"

"Yes."

Nelson looked at the sky, as if in the black smoke like billowing clouds, two birds of prey, one silver and one white, were fighting against something. They shuttled through them, looking invincible.

"Which one of them won?"

"I don't know, I didn't see it. Did you see it?"

"I didn't see it either."

The whispers in the audience were more frequent than when Tom and Nelson were in a duel. Tom passed by, and they stopped communicating and began to pretend to be gestures.

"You are too clumsy, haven't you learned the iron armor curse?"

After the duel, Tom was standing in front of a small boy with a round head and a round head with his face covered. His face was blue and purple. Just now, the boy was contacting his companion with Iron Armor Curse, but his Iron Armor Curse's defensive ability was not good. As expected, he fell down and flew out again and again. These scars on his face came from this way, and there would only be more on his body.

Tom looked down at the boy and asked, "What grade are you in?"

"The third grade, Mr. Riddle." The boy's words were accompanied by honorifics, but he could hear that he was not afraid of Tom's power like others, but simply respected the strong. He raised his head and looked at Tom. Said, "My name is Moody, Aristo Moody."

"Oh? Moody?" Tom fixed his eyes and asked, "Is this the first time?"

"Yes." Moody nodded. "My fellow Christian Juvell introduced me here. I want to be a powerful wizard!"

When he said the phrase "powerful wizard", Moody stood up abruptly, raised his voice, and said loudly as if shouting a slogan. This caused the surrounding students to burst into laughter. Tom glared at them, bowed his head, and looked at them. Moody, flushed but not discouraged, asked, "Are you Gryffindor?"

"Yes, do you know me?" Moody couldn't believe it.

"No, I don't know you, but Nelson does." Tom pointed to Nelson, who was chatting with the late Alphad not far away, and said, "When you entered the campus, he said you would go to Gryffin. Many, you really went to Gryffindor in the end."

"He..." Moody followed Tom's fingers to Nelson in the corner, scratching his head, and said, "Does Mr. Williams think I'm suitable for Gryffindor? Professor Dumbledore said the same, but I don't know me. How worthy of it..."

"Maybe Williams thinks his dumb, stubborn look is very suitable for Gryffindor!" Suddenly a sharp voice was inserted next to him. A lanky and long-faced boy with dreadlocks was holding his hands and his companion coldly watching Moody with a swollen nose and mocking. Said, "After all, this is a necessary quality for Gryffindor."

"Is lack of quality a necessary quality for Slytherin?" Tom scolded, "Jeffrey, I didn't ask you~www.mtlnovel.com~Don't just get into other people's conversations--or say you think you're armored The level of the curse is very high? Why don't we try, can your iron armor curse block the curse?"

"Hug... sorry." Jeffrey immediately changed his face, rubbed his hands and exclaimed, "I'm going to practice a duel."

After all, he took his opponent to trot and fled to the side of the field.

"You will demonstrate to everyone at the next event." Looking at Jeffrey's back, Tom shouted. Now, the people around him smiled happily.

"Sorry, Jeffrey sometimes doesn't like to talk about people, but you will find that he is still very enthusiastic after you have known him for a long time." Tom said, "By the way, where did we just talk about it? "

"No, it doesn't matter." Moody waved his hand and said, "I don't know why I was assigned to Gryffindor. I don't feel like a Gryffindor at all."

"You need to discover it yourself," Tom shrugged, expressing his helplessness. "Nelson still doesn't know why he was assigned to Slytherin. He always thinks he can go to Ravenclaw. I have no idea about this. The law helps you. But when you just released the iron armor curse, there were some problems with the gestures. I can help you correct them. Look at me. When you cast the iron armor curse, you have to retract your wrists, which is similar to shaking, but don't force it. Fold inwards..." My classmate who is jumping to Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 196 Who won? Green Reading-My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort-Novel Reading Network..., if there is no automatic jump, please click [Jump]

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