My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 620

"Prophecy?"

Zweig raised his head, his eyes lit up, "Did he predict the trend of this war?"

"No, he won't," Grindelwald shook his head, waving his hand gently towards the air, as if he could touch the residual warmth of the Phoenix flame that took Dumbledore away, his fingers curled up in the cold air, murmuring He said, "A man like Nelson doesn't want to see the outcome of this war that belongs to him. He would rather die in the fog than savor a victory that is destined to end."

"Is it related to this war?"

"I don't know if it matters. This prophecy is too old, and it seems to happen in a future that I can't even see. Maybe he heard it from somewhere," Grindelwald stroked the cocoon that wrapped Barry with one hand and retracted it. Touching the flame's hand, the wand left jumping green runes on the cocoon, "There are so many things in this world that seem to be unrelated, or even so big that they are not connected at all, but when we try to use time If we try to straighten out the logic of it, we will find that there is an obscure line behind the affairs that have nothing to do with each other. We live on the surface of the world, but the backside may be such a messy and intricate line. "

He seemed to have said everything, but he didn't seem to say anything. Zweig lowered his head and pondered for a long time. The severed wrist was dripping blood on the black cocoon. The blood was a little frozen in the night, as if Time was stagnant due to the slowness of the ticking sound. He finally shook his head and asked softly, "Sir, will you choose to see the future clearly?"

"I?"

Grindelwald held his hands behind his back, leaving Zweig with a silhouette whose silhouette gradually blurred in the night.

"Sometimes you think you can be one step ahead and see the back side of the world, but maybe at that time, we fell into a more difficult to break free net."

"Wow—"

The cold wind suddenly blew up, and the scattered smoke caused Zweig to raise his hand and cover his eyes with his sleeves. When he opened his eyes again, the figures of Barry, Black Cocoon and Grindelwald had disappeared, a black stripe. The veil danced in the air, dissociating into dark green light spots that were fading, and disappeared into the night that could not be seen.

The picture in the water curtain gradually became abstract, and the shimmering water surface condensed into a solid like ice but not ice. In the flow of magic, the last piece of the puzzle connected to the central Krakow was completely filled. The "light" he said lit up in the cities, and people nearby peeped into them, and what they saw was Nelson's back thousands of miles away, and they went straight to the battlefield in his words.

In their eyes, Nelson was stepping on the "ice surface" and walking towards the position of the International Federation of Wizards. With the sound of footsteps becoming heavy, the scene in the aperture became more and more solid. It seemed that as long as he walked in, he would Able to reach unfamiliar cities.

"I have a question, Williams."

The old wizard raised his head, motioned for Nelson to approach him, and opened his eyes again. He seemed to have aged a dozen years in an instant, from a shrewd old man to a dying sick man, withered and dull skin drooping on shrunken bones , The spiritual head is like being drowned out by water, without the original power.

Nelson and Tom looked at each other, stepped forward, and squatted beside the old wizard.

"you say."

"What exactly do you want?!"

The old wizard's arm burst out with fierce power like a flash of light, and for a while it actually stimulated the mayfly's autonomous defense. Several solid red lights suddenly lit up the gap between the two, penetrating the old wizard's arm, turning the He was nailed to the ground like a sculpture, but his purpose had been achieved, and his actions did not inspire more protection, because he didn't even have a wand, but just grabbed Nelson's collar hard, and Nelson stumbled. , but fortunately the old man did not have much strength, and the faces of the two were only a little closer.

In Nelson's eyes, the old wizard saw his ugly reflection, reflected by these young eyes, as if he had become young, he laughed weakly, the pain from his arm made his heart follow Convulsed, the unforgettable pain did not make him lose his strength, but made the out of control wrist even harder, and locked Nelson's collar tightly.

"Power... It should be something you can easily get, your talent, your teacher, you can get ahead no matter which way you go, why do you do this kind of thing? Why do you trample on the wizards again and again? Glory? Have you forgotten that you are a wizard?"

"I'm not targeting you, sir, we didn't even know each other before today."

"I know, before this war started, I briefly looked up your experience, you didn't hide anything, we... the International Federation of Wizards, just hit the hole at the right moment," the old wizard said. The corners of his mouth sucked, and he said intermittently, "Everyone knows that you are talented and ambitious, but no one thought you would choose such a way. Their most dangerous assessment of you is only the next Grindelwald, you. You know, if we can fit a Grindelwald, we can fit a second one, and wizards need someone like Grindelwald to make sure we don't become a backwater."

"Perhaps Grindelwald himself didn't think so."

"We don't care what he thinks, can we kill the dark wizards? They connect your life together, and everything you do, in the eyes of most people, is just more obscure and extreme than Grindelwald, to gain power There are many ways, why do you have to choose to betray the wizard?" The old wizard's eyes were filled with doubts, "You are not a Muggle, and you have not been bullied in school, and the journey has been smooth, why not What about identifying with who you are? You don't want to be a madman, you just don't like wizards, you just want to make a mess of the world... The answer is obvious, what you want is on the surface, the power of the whole world."

Nelson shook his head, his eyes were a little sad, he could see the old wizard's persistence in his beliefs, the old wizard was very old, even many times earlier than Dumbledore, he could sum up in a fleeting interval After finishing all his information on the surface, maybe he was a dazzling and strange man when he was young, but even such a person could not understand his own thoughts.

Nelson supported the brim of his hat and blocked the eyes of the old wizard. They had lived in such a deformed world since childhood. A complete world was forcibly divided into two halves, but the people in it did not. Perceiving the slightest bit of weirdness, the ancient and decadent culture of the wizard has branded his soul, and communication is meaningless.

"Come on, I won't make a promise to forgive your crimes, I believe people like you can easily get away with it," the old wizard said sincerely, still trying to convince Nelson, "In our order , you can go for whatever you want, stop messing up the world, take power, don't need to share magic with Muggles so frivolously—"

"I'm not interested in what you're after. As you said, I'm just a lunatic, a lunatic who simply can't bear to live together in a world that seems to be living in two parallel worlds!" Nelson interrupted. After getting him, the crazy words passed through the water curtain and spread to every ear who listened carefully. He held the hand on the collar, opened the fragile fingers of the old man one by one, and pursed his lips and said, "Tonight...you guys Lose, and from now on you will fall into endless failure."

The air fell silent, the old wizard's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, he saw that Nelson was not lying, as he said, his act of sharing magic with Muggles was his purpose, he dared not think of Nelson Is there any deeper logic in what he has done, because it goes against the creed of his life, this is a complete lunatic!

"We haven't lost yet!" The old wizard gritted his teeth, his cloudy eyes were almost filled with anger, "How could I let someone like you destroy the world recklessly!"

His palm slammed down hard, and the palm cut by the gravel was dripping with blood. At the moment when the sound of the impact resounded through the night sky, the station behind him that was split in half slowly opened the door, accompanied by a creaking sound. Ah, in the dilapidated hallway, a man and a woman, two wizards hung on a cross, showed their bodies.

Nelson raised his head, the expression on his face disappeared without a trace, his eyes stayed on the face of the wizard on the left, as if he felt his sight, the wizard also slowly raised his head, One of his eyes was covered by the hair hanging down from his forehead, and his round face, which was still a few hours ago, showed a dazzling thinness, and the eye that met Nelson turned out to be a A **** hole!

Nelson raised his right foot slowly, took a step forward, and simply lifted his leg and settled down. The air actually became humid. The air couldn't bear such a large humidity, and small and imperceptible water droplets were in the air. Congealed and rushed forward like an angry tiger.

The approaching Aurors could hardly get the oxygen they could breathe normally from the air, and the dizziness caused by suffocation surged from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

"His parents are Aurors, and he'll understand what we've done...instead, he'll be ashamed to have a friend like you," the old wizard's voice sounded sullenly behind Nelson, choking him Intermittent words made a "cluck" sound of squeezing his lungs, "You made him like this... This is the epitome of the war you started, and your willful actions will bring misery to countless people who should be living and working in peace and contentment, and should be enjoying themselves. Peaceful life, you drag them into war, you break the peace, you make innocent people bleed for you, your friends, your family, people you care or don't care, you are the world The most heinous war criminal... and it all starts with your self-righteous wishful thinking."

God knows how the old sorcerer squeezed such a long line of sentences out of his shriveled lungs, which were not replenished at all, and he felt like he was about to drown, but his darkened face appeared. A happy smile.

"It's ridiculous, this gentleman, you gouged out someone's eyes and said it was because another person messed with you?"

Behind Nelson and Tom, in the slightly flooded water curtain, two abstract figures became solid, and then, a woman in a black dress with snake scales stepped out of one of the shadows, and she supported the other. A clinging shadow raised his chin and glanced across Moody, his face sullen, "What a rogue and boring man."

"Cough cough..."

Credence and the other half of his black face showed helpless smiles at the same time, he looked around, looked at the bare commander in front of him, shrugged, and said, "Sorry, I was stumped by something, I used to be Said I'd pay you back if necessary, Nelson, but that doesn't mean you two can be stabbed to death like this."

"Oh, my God, that boy..."

Immediately afterwards, the abstract lines in the water curtain solidified one by one.

In the outskirts of the city, Dumbledore stood in front of the penguin's ice cube, and lip-mouthed to Ogden in the ice. After a while in the corner, Dumbledore raised his wand and used a crimson flame. , cut out a small hole in the belly of the ice penguin enough for one person to pass through.

"To be honest, I can't bear to destroy this work of art."

"Professor Dumbledore, you're finally here!" Ogden is now breathing in the air-conditioned air of ice ballast. He feels that he is now looking for a small tree to hug, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com can become a tree Popsicle, "How is Williams?"

"Williams?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows differently, "Shouldn't you ask how the people you need reinforcements are doing?"

"Yes, Nelson Williams."

After the silent fall, people in Berlin were also rushing towards Nelson. The battle between dark wizards and Muggles didn't even have time to decide the outcome, and the streets were filled with swaying corpses. Now, from a distance, the street has been replaced by crowds of people, and they climbed forward in stacks, as if the street was wriggling.

"Igor Karkaroff..." At the top of the wave of infernal corpses, a blue eye stared at Nelson's back, gathering everyone in Berlin at the moment, only he, Bogin Bock, did not forget In his original intention, he never thought that there were so many fresh dead buried in the underground of Berlin, and he didn't know what the Muggles did before, but these were no longer important. The deceased rushed in the direction of the dead man's roar, "Hand over the resurrection stone to me!"

The originally silent city of Berlin suddenly moved. Among the many noises, only the people around Nelson seemed particularly silent, but there were more and more of them, and it was gradually difficult to ignore.

"I've been delayed for a while, and it doesn't look like I'm late. When this is over, you should start preparing to promise me."

"I don't know you, but I think you're right, so I'm here to help you."

"We met in Paris and took a photo together, do you remember?"

Chapter end