My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 603

"Barry Dippet..."

Tom squinted to observe the silently scattered magic, his eyes swept over the top of Alexander's head, and he saw Nelson sitting upright at a glance. He didn't know the reason. Alexander was swaying like that, but Nelson seemed to be sitting on the ground. , people can't help but wonder if he glued himself to the seat, "You have to hide it for me."

Silent's state is extremely miserable, almost cut into pieces by Alexander, but those pieces of different shapes cannot be completely broken no matter what, there are always several places that are connected together, the soup hangs, let Tom Feeling a little disgusting.

It seems to have given up the idea of ​​​​forming a battle with Alexander's equivalent entity. Tom was surprised to find that the silent consumption in the battle could not drag a big iron lump. It's a bit ugly, and the consumption of silent magic is real. Although Alexander's structure is silently eroded all the time, the mayflies that fill the vacancies seem to be endless.

The silent instinct made it choose a better solution. It simply gave up the advantage of volume, and made use of its amorphous nature to climb up Alexander's body like a pool of wriggling mud, just as Alexander found it. The weakness of Barry is general, and it also noticed that the friend of Barry who was successfully attacked by himself not long ago was probably the core of the big guy in front of him.

Hot steam poured out of Alexander's legplates, mixing the fog of loss and the heat of the fire, scorching the slime on the armor, which in the blink of an eye turned into a dead crust, blown away by the steam. It can't even stay on the red steel plate for a long time, and it will fall off on its own, but there are always some gaps in the structure that do not have such a high temperature, and the slime quickly clings to the gaps of the bolts, the cracks between the plate armor and even just sprayed. The steam vents drilled into the giant's body.

The two castles on Alexander's shoulders are not just for aesthetic decoration, but for their practical use as barracks. People who have seen them feel that the body of such a huge giant should be driven by powerful magic, and its body should be driven by powerful magic. It is full of free magic, engraving formations, various ancient crafts, or row upon row of house-elves pedaling on pedals.

No one would have imagined that the interior, which has never been touched by outsiders, is a scene completely different from the wizard's imagination. The castle on its shoulders and the revolving tower from the furnace to the top are just the tip of the iceberg. Entering from the passage at the foot of Alexander, look up. , What you can see is a layer-by-layer, steel-built city that belongs to magic and machinery, and can be called a god-level city.

The city is no smaller than Berlin at the foot of Alexander, but it is stacked in the body of a giant, like a skyscraper in the future in science fiction. A straight steel tower is its leg bone, and the tower is covered with dense runes. , Some ink marks are dim, some are heavy, some are immature, and some are scribbled. They do not belong to the same period of work. During the period, there are some golden characters embedded in the tower, marking different times and categories, that is Nelson left Under the mark, it is conceivable that on countless nights and holidays, he sat in the scaffolding of the Hogwarts Chamber of Secrets and carved the appearance of runes. The core of some profound magic, no one has ever used it like a serious language. In the long-term magic study, he has almost dug through the grammar of this magic language. The tower of this tower is full of spells he created. .

It's just that these spells are not for human use, and only a man of steel like Alexander can withstand it.

The city in Alexander's calf is built on this high tower, surrounded by a branch-like steel frame, so that the power of the furnace can be transmitted from the top to the bottom through gears, and every three meters, there will be a layer of grid-like iron The slabs are built around the high tower, and separate layers of different functional areas. The batch-manufactured machinery is neatly arranged in these floors, providing the giant with more and more abundant capabilities. The dense pipe network is clinging to the iron wall. There are different contents flowing, some are cold, some are hot.

It is a pity that no one has been able to witness such a majestic scene until now. A pipe exiting on the third floor is used for heat dissipation. The mucus, just when it stopped working, a mass of mucus was pulled in by the suction of the pipe mouth, gliding for dozens of seconds in the pipe as high as one person, and finally squeezed out from the blades of a fan.

The slime that went through the pipe trip looked battered, it used to be the size of a car, but after such a round of guilt, it looked like a human being.

The slime quickly wriggled in the direction of the tower, without noticing that a bolt behind it that fixed the fan was quietly deforming. It just moved a few meters forward when it was divided into two halves by a red beam, and the slime instinctively Stop the action, and in the next second, a magic net like a fishing net will cover it, instantly cutting the pool of mucus into unusable pieces. They are still alive, but the magic power contained in each monomer is too rare. , can't even go to regroup with each other.

The original bolt has turned into a unique silver mayfly, it flies smoothly to the side of the scattered mucus, the light from the one eye covers them, the floating spell is activated, and these struggling fragments are held together by it. Get up and throw away the waste in the shredder.

The instant encounter between the two fired the first shot in Alexander's body. There was no warning, no assembly, and seemingly useless spare parts were deformed one after another. Mayflies of different shapes appeared in the space in Alexander's right leg. They seemed to be diligent. Gentle cleaners generally clean up these intruders. Some larger fragments have stronger magic power. Mayflies on the same layer are combined to form a slender and unique silver armor. More complex magic spells follow. The mayfly combination was released without making a sound, and Alexander's right leg still reverberated with the whirling sound of gears and the rattling of machinery, but the battle had ended silently.

Such encounters are happening all over Alexander's body. The mayflies in his body have formed a well-structured army, and silver figures with different shapes are stationed at every key node, blocking uninvited guests from invading the city. .

The sound of the steel colliding with the sharp wind from the exhaust port played a passionate symphony. No one knew that there was an unusual war fighting here. From the perspective of division and combination, the mayfly seems to be the same as the silent one. These things, but they are all fighting for the underlying mission and the order that drives themselves. Without Nelson's knowledge, the first war belonging to magical machinery started silently, and Nelson didn't even have time to get them. Something like "cruiser" or "scavenger".

The magic power of silently is too huge, no matter how efficient the cleaning is, it can't compare with its intrusion regardless of the cost. What's more terrible is that the split slime is not willing to fight, and it can't even do the useless work of destroying the giant's body. , they have only one purpose - to get to the top, to find Nelson, who is protected by Alexander, even if only a drop arrives.

Clouds of black mucus are torn apart, but there are always tough opponents and missing fish, they will only go up firmly, keep going up, more and more fish slip through the net while other mucus is attacked The gap reached the upper floor, and in the process of finding the same kind, they also coalesced into a group like the assembled mayflies. Finally, the floor of the giant's knees welcomed its first guest, and the squirming mucus ran along the grid-like The steel plate climbed up, and in the strafing of the spell, a dilapidated black figure slowly stood up from the slime.

Tom, who was in the distance, watched this scene, his brows gradually wrinkled. He knew that Alexander was not very wide inside, and Nelson's gateway to the Auschwitz underground base had not yet been built. , but I'm afraid it can't resist such a tidal intrusion. I have to say that this irrational monster really has a terrifying instinct, and it has found the most suitable strategy for the current situation.

Alexander's response didn't mess up either. Its one-eyed swept across the city over and over again. As long as he found Barry before he silently reached Nelson, he could win the final victory. The battle quickly evolved from the anxiety of the two behemoths to A race against time.

"You still have to let a professional come."

Tom turned his head, Jokunda was still bandaging Andre's wound. Andre was no longer bleeding, and his complexion was much better. Seeing this, Tom drew out his wand.

"Hand on, ma'am."

Tom waited patiently for Jokunda to tie Andre's bandages and tie the last knot, frowning, remembering a question mark at Hogwarts when he was limping for a few days for challenging the Hippogriff, The veterinarian in Diagon Alley did a similar trick.

Jokunda raised her head in confusion, just about to ask Tom what she was going to do, but Tom didn't wait for her consent or opinion. With a light wave of his wand, Jokunda suddenly felt like the world was upside down and lost her balance. Her eyes were dark. One, the Apparitions around her were obviously blocked, but when she opened her eyes again, she had already reached the sky, the platform above Alexander's head was under her feet, and the junior she didn't want to face was sitting on top of the giant's head. Sleeping on the throne.

Was Riddle trying to put himself in charge of protecting Nelson? Jokunda's heart was beating, and she felt a sense of falling, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes again, and drew out her wand.

But the imagined fall did not happen, she landed smoothly, and when she opened her eyes, a cloud of black smoke was slowly drifting away.

"what do I do?"

She raised her wand and flashed like a revolving lantern in front of her eyes about the not-so-long campus life related to Professor Melles. She has never regretted that she did not study hard at the beginning like today, and Qiao Kunda was heartbroken. Just when she was just about to make up her mind to fight, the smooth feeling in her arms made her jump up in horror, a small green snake was thrown from her neckline, stretched out a letter and licked it on her chin. , drilled into the entrance of the platform like a green lightning bolt.

Soon, she stood stiffly in place, her limbs were hit by the cold touch at the same time, her expression became numb, and she let snake shadows creep out from her neckline, cuffs, and trousers.

A cloud of slime raised during the battle fell to the edge of the platform. Before Alexander's spell could be swept away, one of them rushed past like lightning, with its mouth open wider than its head, and silently silenced the group with one bite. The magic was swallowed.

Jokunda blinked, and the snake seemed longer and bigger.

On the roof of the building in the distance, after seeing the "postman" he had chosen landed safely, Tom jumped and jumped off the roof, disappearing before landing.

In an alley two blocks away, a ghostly figure who was nibbling on the fragments of silent silence stopped his movements and slowly turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees to look at the other end of the dim alley, a pair of scarlet His eyes were staring at it with interest, and the next second, the magic spell from Tom had penetrated the ghost and nailed it to the wall.

Tom ignored the ghost and walked straight to the food where it fell to the ground. It was the shadow of a lonely boy, hugging his knees and huddled in the corner.

"Barry Dippet?"

Tom tilted his head and asked softly, the boy's shadow seemed to sense the name, his neck trembled, the moment he raised his head, Tom's hand was already on top of his head, and the boy's shadow became more and more It faded, and the ink color became thicker on Tom's fingertips. He held the ink color in his hands, and spit out a snake-like hissing tone from his mouth, "Search for blood."

Six years have passed since the last time he used this magic, Tom sighed, and a striking black thread stretched out from his hand, pointing straight at the silent man who was fighting with Alexander~www.mtlnovel.com~ him Look closely, and even cast a lighting spell.

At the other end of the black line, a thin filament that was also black but faded to the point of invisibility was pointing in the opposite direction. It trembled slightly and seemed to break when touched. Tom smiled, and a small snake came from the tip of the stick. When he reached the top of the ghost that he had nailed to the wall, the little snake with the big thumb stretched himself little by little, and finally swallowed the ghost. A few seconds later, the python with a thick bowl brought a few small The snake twisted and crawled in the direction the filament was pointing.

"His brain defense is too strong, even if he is in a coma, he can't break through."

"I know a magic that can see what a person sees in a short period of time," a group of people whispered like a flock of crows around Moody, who was lying on the camp bed and breathing unevenly, "it only takes him to contribute One of his eyes, of course, if it's a mistake, it could be two."

"What if that's a mistake, too?"

"Isn't there another next to me? This is just a stopgap measure. Their sacrifices will be rewarded and praised. I think this young man will be proud of it. His parents are Aurors, right? Although the evening is not guaranteed. , but I think he inherited some spirit of dedication."

"Do we really need to do this?"

"Isn't it discussed just now? We have to know what's going on inside, there are too many dark wizards there, we can't allow things to happen beyond our plan, we must be forewarned in advance, especially if they may know what we plan On the premise, does anyone object?"

silence.

"I object."

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the voice in the corner, "This is Dumbledore's student. He will be there in fifteen minutes. Dumbledore will definitely not agree."

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