My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 283

The black tower whose base was gnawed off became tilted, groaning with cracked steel bars, slowly tilting under the action of gravity, blocking the sun behind him, and huge black shadows enveloped the three warriors and the auditorium in the distance.

The sun traveled through the smoke and dust, drawing several lines in the air that pulled the tower.

"Kakka..."

"Crack, click, click!"

Immediately after that, the gears all over the tower body rotated rapidly at the same time, driving each brick and each steel bar in the black tower to move its position.

The biting sound of dense gears resounded over the Black Lake, as if they were in a factory that makes clocks and watches.

The leaning tower rotated, but there was a speed difference between each layer of rotation, which caused the black tower to collapse faster. Ludwig looked at the scene in front of him triumphantly, destroying such a huge building made him feel Satisfy.

Tom noticed something wrong: "What about Gnar? Why didn't he respond when his house collapsed?"

"Maybe I'm scared." Ludwig shrugged. "After all, his transformation wizard can't meet the enemy face to face. Now that the shell is broken, of course he dare not come down."

"Really?" Nelson's voice sounded on the platform carrying the black tower, and it was heard in the ears of the three of them.

"Of course...huh?"

Ludwig replied without even thinking about it, but he quickly realized that his voice was wrong, and turned to look at Tom, who was silent and ready to meet the enemy. He quickly took a step back and returned to the three-man defensive circle. .

"Think this tower is the venue?" Nelson's laughter came from the clouds. "No, no, this is your enemy."

The speed of the gears accelerated rapidly, and the collapse of the black tower ended in an instant. Its history as a building has completely passed away. It was replaced by a black strip that hovered in the air like a giant dragon. It was composed of countless pieces of pitch-black marble. The rotating gear is its muscles, the interspersed mist is its blood, and the sound of the cloud is its soul.

"Roar!"

The black torrent opened the mouth of the non-existent blood basin and rushed towards the three people on the pedestal. It was not as smart as such a huge creation. It did not have the shape of a dragon, only a sharp pointed corner, like The most primitive siege wood is just like that, it doesn't need much delicate structure, as long as it is big enough, it is enough to destroy it!

The second half of it is hidden in the clouds, making it difficult to guess the size, but this single blow is full of oppression that destroys everything.

The attack was far away from the three of them, but the strong wind pressure had messed up their hair and clothes. It was hard for the warriors to imagine what the consequences would be if they took a real hit.

Ludwig lacked the experience of facing giants, he just wanted to repair his bat wings and run quickly.

Margaret's unique "transfiguration technique" has the power of a battle. She transformed a huge number of shield-bearing army formations and filled the entire platform. This may be effective for defense, but it seems that it can only be passive defense.

"Gnar, don't forget, I will too."

Tom looked at the seldom used "teammates" on the left and right, shook his head, and took a step forward.

He raised his wand and pointed it at the black torrent that was falling.

"Oolong comes out of the cave."

The tone was flat, and his face was calm, and he uttered the spell word by word.

"Oolong out of the hole? Is he crazy?"

In the audience, the Slytherins talked a lot. The spread of Oolong out of the hole in the academy is not very high. Many people have this curse. Those who have seen the effect of the curse can hardly understand what motivation Tom chose to do. A spell that is useless at this time, imagine such a scene of a little snake facing such a challenge, the Slytherins really cried and laughed.

"So a little—"

Alphad's words were cut off in his throat by himself, and replaced by a "guckling" sound like a hen laying an egg.

A scale comparable to the size of a tower shield appeared behind Tom. Under the construction of magic, a huge snake head appeared in the screen, occupying most of the area of ​​the water curtain.

The audience crossed the water curtain and looked towards the field above their heads, and saw a pitch-black python rushing out from behind Tom, spreading with unknown black smoke, opening his blood basin and biting at the enemy in front of him.

Few people have had the experience of seeing every scale on a snake 100 meters apart, but today's audiences have seen it. Few young wizards know how to save their magic power, but it is this habit that makes them Gained such a visual feast.

The black python rushed towards the enemy's head with the momentum of swallowing the sky, and tightly wrapped the torrent of steel and masonry with its body. Its body tightened, cracking the bricks and splattering the steel bars. The black tower is also making its own resistance. The fast-rotating gear cuts the black python like a knife. After a while, the black python is cut to pieces, leaving only the broken flesh and hard skeleton to maintain its body. shape.

But the giant python created by magic has no flesh and blood, and it does not feel pain. When the sharp edge of the gear pierces the bone, it will only tighten the body harder, hoping to use the bones to jam the fast-rotating small things.

The destroyed body turned into smoke and merged into the black smoke that enveloped the giant python, and the elements that constitute the giant python were also quickly repairing its body, and the two sides fell into a tug of war.

"Tom, you really understand, big is good."

Sitting high on the cloud throne, Nelson stood up, drew his wand, and pointed to his feet.

At this moment, he was like a lonely family, the tower under his feet ran away, only a stool was floating in the air, and the battle under his feet was extremely fierce. Bricks, steel, and scales were everywhere, and it was difficult to get down for a while.

"Hehe." Tom shook his head and said softly, "Is that right, you are not big enough."

He looked around, the black hair on Ludwig's body faded, the broken wings had been repaired, and Margaret's army had been formed, although he was swayed by his black python, it didn't seem to matter. Big trouble.

"Yes, I don't think this is big enough." Nelson's voice was full of approval. "What do you think about this."

As soon as the voice fell, the torrent of black pythons stopped twisting and allowed the black pythons to "hang" them, breaking them into fine stone chips, leaving the pythons nowhere to focus.

Immediately afterwards, the ubiquitous gears turned again, and Nelson's magic power was transmitted to every part of the platform along with the golden gears behind him, and the stone chips mixed with metal **** gathered together and condensed into a new form-lens, pedal , Lever, bolt, keel, spring...

These parts are much larger than the normal size, but compared to the battle at the moment, they are insignificant. Tom didn't know Nelson's intentions, so he had to direct his black python to thump in the air as much as possible, hoping to stop Nelson.

The miscellaneous parts gathered together, dragging the black python back into the cloud and mist behind him. Tom looked at the two people beside him who were still unable to help. He gritted his teeth and directed the black python to rush into the mist. The moment he touched the mist, he The body of the python made a "sizzling" corrosion sound, and the magic power contained in the lost fog was enough to affect the transmission of most magic.

Tom rubbed his eyes, in a daze, he saw a hand holding the black python's head and dragging it into the fog!

"what is this?"

"This is my fortress!"

Nelson's proud voice resounded across the sky, and the loud steam blast came from behind the clouds and mist, and several thick steam pillars blew the weak clouds to pieces. Under the action of the lake breeze, a three-dimensional one-armed giant appeared in the sky. In front of Tom.

The proportions of giants are very uncoordinated, but there is a unique sense of beauty.

Its torso occupies half of the body's length. It is a sphere-like structure that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. It is composed of curved metal plates of gold and silver. There is a lens in the center that occupies half of the torso, and it is blue. The flame burned in the furnace, burning the surrounding metal red, and the black rivets were half of the medallion spread all over the chest, showing a rough industrial feeling.

This is the energy source for the giant's actions. The manic fierce fire is confined in the giant's body by the reactor, swaying its endless heat. The heat is converted into mechanical energy by the simple blast furnace, which drives the joint movement of its whole body.

The giant's legs are very short. Three cylinders with crawlers at the bottom are its legs. Although simple, they are enough to support it stably.

The most complicated thing to deconstruct is the giant's one-arm. Its metal arms are a bit slender compared to the trunk. Three slender levers engraved with magic patterns are connected by gears and pipes, leading to the spherical metal joints at the elbows.

Its forearms are unusually thick and are wrapped in thick armor. Metal telescopic pipes are all over it, transmitting magic and steam. The pressure limiting valve next to the rivets is spewing hot steam, and its arms are accumulating. With the energy, the huge palm of the black python squeezed the black python's head tightly, letting its tail hit its body, if the armor was recessed a little bit, there would be mayfly flying out of the exposed pipe with gears, He was repaired in an instant.

This is an unshakable masterpiece of mankind. It is a combination of magic and machinery. It is big, medium, and many. It is Nelson's accumulation of materials, knowledge and time in three years, although it lacks an arm and most of the presets. Function, but its debut still made Nelson feel infinitely satisfied.

There is a flat cylindrical platform on the top of the giant's head, a circular lens dotted in the center, and the exposed gears and levers on the top are not moving. It seems to have caught the black python in its sleep, but it did not really wake up. .

Dry pipes, stalled gears, flashing blast furnaces...

Nelson felt that he had never been so romantic.

The moment they saw the giant, Margaret and Ludwig moved. Although shocked by its size, they always remembered their determination to win.

In the army, countless weapons and spells flew towards the blast furnace, and Margaret quickly found its "weakness." For most mechanical creations, the exposed power source is indeed It's their Achilles' heel, and even putting their weaknesses outside is a very arrogant behavior, but under the protection of magic, can this beheading action still work?

The answer is no. When the attack is still tens of meters away, the tube outside the body opens instantly, and countless mayflies fly out of it, using their lasers to destroy the approaching attacks. For the magic that is difficult to resist, Even more simple-structured silver **** were shot, and their wreckage would be quickly recovered. These seemingly powerful magics could not even make Nelson lose money.

"What is this?" Tom asked again, and the black python was still struggling violently, in sharp contrast with the motionless giant.

"It's called Alexander!"

Nelson's voice was full of enthusiasm. He hadn't been so gaffe in a long time. This was the ultimate weapon in his heart who advocated positional warfare!

For three years, Nelson spent the time other people drink coffee to make small balls. Even with the help of the magic factory in Newmontgard, he could only build a rough structure, and he could not count how many gears he had stored. With levers and pistons, he didn't remember exactly what magic he wanted to put in Alexander's huge body.

The blast furnace in the chest is a fierce fire that will never go out. The pipeline will be filled with blood condensed from the lost fog. Each of its cells is a metal ball made by Nelson himself, and there is a metal ball built by Nelson with his portable equipment in the body. "Mayfly Factory", Alexander can infinitely repair and add value after completion~www.mtlnovel.com~ Even if Nelson is dead, it can still wander the world and accomplish what he wants to accomplish.

"I can't find any great name worthy of it, Alexander is just an ordinary choice, Tom, this is my magic!"

Following Nelson's narrative, a sharp pointer fell from the cloud, and brought the huge gear behind it straight into Alexander's head, as if he was wearing a uniquely shaped crown.

"Come on! Conquer it and defeat me!"

Nelson sat on the pointer-shaped high-back chair, the gears behind him began to rotate slowly, bursting out a strong glow, and the gears protruding from Alexander's head bite tightly with it. Despite the great resistance, the golden gears remained firm. The earth rotates at its original frequency, directing its own power to Alexander's whole body.

"Om—"

The top of Alexander's head flashed and lit up, and searchlights pierced all the barriers in front of him. The magic pattern was flickering and dark. In the blast furnace on his chest, the fierce fire burst out as if stimulated, and the hot steam from every part of Alexander's body Sprayed out of the crevices.

"Boom!"

The uniform movement of the pistons formed a drum-like heartbeat, the rotating sound of gears sounded in the body, and the exposed pipes quickly became dry, making the sound of the gears dry.

"It needs the last blood."

Nelson sat on top of Alexander's head and raised his wand.

The clouds and invisible water vapor in the air converged toward him like a whirlpool, poured into the pipe entrance under his feet, and the mist from the wand poured in frantically.

The steam gushes and Alexander's fingers bend.

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