My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 367

"At night, the ocean reveals its majestic and dangerous side. The deep sea is shining with looming fluorescence. It is the prey for the predators of the deep sea to lure their prey, like the singing of a siren that attracts ignorant fish. ."

"The water vapor transpired by the sun condenses over our heads into dark clouds like iron walls. Amid the roar of the overcast wind, the waves rush to this precarious boat—perhaps it is indeed a huge cruise ship. But facing the boundless sea, its hugeness is also insignificant."

　　 Nelson stood at the bow of the ship, with his hands behind him, looking into the distance, the ink-like sea water squeezed out muddy foam. They were born in the waves in an instant, and then destroyed in the collision in an instant.

　　 "The atmosphere is really good, Gnar, but can you please stop reading it." Tom caught fire in his home from the book "Merlin, Governing the Country and Peace?" In ”, he raised his head and looked at Nelson, who had a strange shape on the bow, and said dissatisfiedly, “Are you trying any new opera form? Great artist Albus Dumbledore?”

"This is a narration, Tom," Nelson turned around and said solemnly, "Generally in literary works, when the protagonist is about to face natural disasters or irresistible dangers, there will always be some shocking changes in the world, such as sudden changes. Strong winds, black clouds over the city, spectacular lightning."

"Oh, that's it." Tom raised the brass telescope under his arm and carefully turned the **** on it. After looking around, he glanced at the cabin, shrugged, and said, "It makes no difference. Although the shipwreck sounds scary, the ghost ship is still missing."

　　 The lights in the cabins on the top floor were almost all off, and the passengers were asleep under the dark clouds. There was only a small porthole with a slit open, and a conspicuous gold was swaying behind the porthole.

　　 "Shipwreck?" Nelson shrugged and said nonchalantly, "If this ship can sink, I will eat the anchor dragged in the water."

　　 "Don't eat or drink." Tom curled his lips and put down the brass telescope, "I'm going to sleep, how about you?"

　　 "When I finish reading, I will go."

　　 The last porthole was closed.

　　 "Adele should be asleep," Tom confirmed with a glance, and said, "This little girl is very useless. During the day today, I also asked me to look after you and don't let you get angry."

"Like a little adult," Nelson glanced at the porthole tenderly. He and Tom seemed to make up for their lost childhood on Adele, but after being tender, they still have to face their mission, Nelson Sternly said, "Tom, did you find something just now?"

　　 "A hundred nautical miles in the north direction, there is an old-fashioned wooden boat that runs faster than a broomstick against the ocean current."

　　 "Can you be sure where it is?"

　　 Tom didn't say much, he took a step forward, grabbed Nelson's arm, and disappeared on the deck.

　　 The vacated space was quickly filled with air, and an imperceptible breeze was stirred on the deck. The closed porthole opened again, and Adele poked his head out, looking worriedly at the empty deck.

"Do not worry."

　　 The penguin with the camera on his chest did not know where he came out of his head, standing in front of Adele's porthole and said with a smile.

While comforting the worried little girl, he raised his magic wand, and a rainbow-like brilliance coating slowly covered the hull of the boat from the soles of his feet. Then, several dark figures appeared on the deck, standing on the penguin. Around.

　　 "Protect this ship, and don't let Master Wiltening be annoyed by the extra sacrifice."

　　 The black-robed saint lowered his head and scattered to various places in the surrounding sea.

　　 And at this moment Nelson is experiencing the feeling of weightlessness.

　　 "Why did you choose the apparition drop in mid-air!" he yelled at Tom, who was also falling beside the worm.

　　 "Is this to blame?!" Tom grumbled in response, "You put the mayfly in the sky, do you blame me?!"

"All right!"

Nelson closed his eyes and felt the excitement of the rapid fall. His heart beats rapidly, almost overwhelming the sound of the wind. After falling for ten seconds, he reluctantly opened his eyes, a long, unpretentious ship. The oak galley that seemed to be sailing out of the museum was galloping unscrupulously on the raging sea, heading in the direction of the cruise ship.

The position below the waterline of the ship was covered with barnacles and other unknown marine life. The deck was also covered with scars and rotten stains. The fish washed up on the ship by the waves could vaguely be seen struggling with suffocation. NS.

　　 The paddles of the two rows of oars have long been corroded by the sea water, and only the grips are still sliding neatly in the air, as if there are tireless sailors in the cabin bravely fighting the waves.

The mast of the galleon had already fallen down, leaving only half of the stakes standing on the spot. The sails and pirate flags were also gone. The whole body of the ship was intact and only the weird corner of the bow was left-a dry one. The humanoid object was waving its arms vigorously, as if it were going on an endless run.

　　 During the fall of Nelson and Tom, the dry body also noticed the abnormal movement. He raised his head and looked at the two who were falling fast with his dark eyes.

Nelson adjusted his falling posture in the air. Amid the buzzing of gears, silver light began to flow around his body. With the help of the mayfly, Nelson quickly adjusted his head-up posture and looked down at it with no expression. A ghost pirate ship that should have sunk to the bottom of the ocean long ago.

The corpse slave running at the bow slowed down the frequency of swinging his arms, with his hands up, a dilapidated pirate flag slowly floated above the hull, it quickly expanded, and soon became bigger than the pirate ship, with a strong atmosphere of black magic. Wrapped with the flag, it seems that as long as it touches it, it will be seriously injured.

　　 At the same time, the ghost ship speeded up abruptly and approached the cruise ship in the distance, trying to get rid of these two uninvited guests.

But Nelson didn't care about the flag, and even when he was about to come into contact with the black magic on the pirate flag, he didn't do anything—because that was not needed at all. Rice thick holes.

In the blink of an eye, Nelson crossed the pirate flag and approached the hull, but at this moment the Adventure Paddle had already sailed for a certain distance. A silver light suddenly appeared behind him, and the mayflies pushed him forward on the silver diamond-shaped platform. Slowly forming under his feet, the distance with the ghost ship is getting closer and closer.

But catching up with it is far from enough. If it is allowed to get close to the cruise ship, unnecessary casualties may be added. Nelson stands on the silver board, like a pine and cypress on a cliff, standing still in the strong wind, surrounded by the sea. In the environment, something in his veins seemed to wake up. It leaped for joy, prompting him to pull out the black walnut wand he obtained at the age of eleven. At the moment when he pulled out the wand, an excitement came from his mind, Starting from the heart, flowing along the blood vessels to the forearm, and then conducted in the magic wand, Nelson even had the illusion of holding an old magic wand, as if standing on the sea, he was omnipotent!

　　 "Tom, are you interested in seeing Wiltening by the sea?"

On the relatively calm sea in the distance, strangely dressed people walked out of the cabin. Some of them were representatives of the nations who attended the conference in Boston not long ago, and some were wizards newly sent to the United States and wizards from various countries. The intelligence ability is not a dry meal. Since the Knights of the Guardian can spot the abnormality on the sea, they will naturally be aware of it, but compared to looking for a needle in a haystack without a purpose, follow these two direct piercings in Second Salem. Young wizards are undoubtedly a better choice-no one will believe the kind of nonsense such as "two good-hearted people passing by", they have already ascertained Nelson and Tom's fair and honest itinerary-that is to come to Second Salem of.

But as soon as they walked out of the cabin, they found a large number of companions, and then, those saints in black robes appeared in front of them, Penguin closed the portholes for Adele, walked to the crowd, and walked slowly as a wizard. Li, said politely, "Good evening everyone, it's hard to imagine that so many wizards would be crowded on the same Muggle cruise ship."

　　 If the scene in front of me is seen by a traveler who is up at night, I am afraid that a chic masquerade is going on on the deck, and the theme is "how to dress like a normal person".

　　 "Neumontgarde?" The besieged wizards looked around vigilantly, and someone asked, "Is Grindelwald coming?"

"Master Grindelwald is very busy. He is still dealing with some things in Boston." Penguin clapped his hands, and the saint behind him took out a brass telescope and approached the crowd. "I understand your curiosity about Horcruxes, but please. It's good for everyone to watch. By the way, have you been on this ship with Muggles for so long, is there anything you can't get used to?"

The wizards here are not here to make trouble. They understand that the saints in front of them are not malicious, otherwise it is not a better way to kidnap the tickets while they are asleep. They put down their guard a little and took over from the saints in front of them. A brass telescope.

"I have been observing you for a long time, and with all due respect, you are as conspicuous as the stars in the night sky in Muggles," said Penguin while showing them how to use the telescope. "Actually, everyone understands that with the continuous development of Muggle technology, They are no longer the weak who we slaughtered hundreds of years ago, and learning their customs and habits is not an unacceptable shame."

　　The representatives of the nations have different expressions. Some people agree that some people are entangled and some people sneer, but no one makes any high-level comments at this time.

　　 "Please leave the stage to my sir." Penguin bowed to salute and instructed the saints to spread out, "These binoculars are products of Newmontgard, and they are given to you as a meeting gift."

　　 The wizards fiddled with the telescopes in their hands. The telescopes that were clearer than traditional telescopes, had a farther field of vision, and even turned around, quickly attracted their attention.

"What do you call it?" An oriental wizard was not in a hurry to watch the battle. He approached the penguin and asked softly, "We don't know much about your situation, but as far as I know, Grindelwald's proposition seems It's very different from what you said."

　　 "My name is Penguin."

　　 "Are you the correspondent of that newspaper? Long Yang Long Yang!"

　　 "That's not worth mentioning, sir," Penguin replied, raising his binoculars, "We are not talking about the same person."

　　 "Gosh! What did I see? What is Mel!"

　　 That is an elderly French wizard, he put the telescope in his hand to the entourage next to him, and asked loudly.

　　 "Sir, the Muggles are resting, we don't want to knock the whole boat unconscious." Penguin hurriedly approached and reminded in a low voice.

　　 "Sorry, sorry, I was a little excited to see an acquaintance."

In the process of Nelson and Tom's rapid fall, the ghost ship is constantly emitting a faint green light, and the pirate skeleton with ghost fire floating in the eye frame climbed up from the breach on the deck, brandishing a decaying machete and lacking bowstrings and arrows. His longbows shot at the two people who approached. Their bows shot dazzling spells, and the scimitars they swung would be thrown straight out, quickly reuniting a hideous long bow made of white bones in their hands. Knife.

　　 Just as Tom wanted to clear these obstacles, they were shot through by the mayfly hiding in the dark. The flying throwing objects and spells were also blocked, and they did not hinder the progress of the two.

　　 "I'll solve it." With black smoke in his sleeves, Tom speeded up and approached Nelson, and offered to attack tough, "You cover me and smash this broken ship, let me see the power of Wiltening!"

　　 "No problem." Nelson stopped his forward momentum and stood on the spot, squinting his eyes to look at Tom's fast-forwarding back, and raised his wand.

　　 "Come on... Get on the boat!"

　　 The moist air of the sea moisturizes Nelson's skin. He felt that the water vapor seemed to be his weapon against the enemy, but compared to the endless and inexhaustible sea water under his feet, the water mist was undoubtedly too conservative.

　　 "Wow-wow-wow -"

The sea in front of the ghost ship rose up with the movement of Nelson's arm waving. A wave covering the sky hits head on, and the bow of the ghost ship that rushed into the huge waves rose high. In an instant, the hull was perpendicular to the sea level. It seems that the next second will be shot into the bottom of the sea by a huge wave.

But the ghost ship equipped with the Helbo Horcrux is not a waiting generation. It rushes up close to the ocean, and it feels like a flat ground. The sculpture on the bow directs the pirates to counterattack and hinders Tom's footsteps. It even looked back and smiled, with a strong sneer on its dry face.

　　 "It's a boat for arrogance."

　　Nelson also laughed.

If it is daytime, the ghost ship will definitely find that the sun above its head is completely covered by a ship-shaped shadow, but in the dark, it did not notice it. On the high waves, a large ship made of sea water is unfolding. The sail, the dragon head-like collision with a heavy murderous intent, pounced down fiercely.

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