My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 624

"Is she Nina?"

In the Triwizard Tournament, Nelson once had a relationship with Nina, who was Ludwig's girlfriend at the time. He remembered that girl, beautiful, tall, arrogant and sexy, but he really couldn't compare her with the dying man in front of him. When they contacted each other, Myrtle on the side opened her mouth in surprise. The changes in just a few years caught her off guard.

Nelson approached Nina, put his hand on her forehead, was silent for a long time, finally released his hand, turned his head to look at Myrtle, and asked bluntly, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?"

Myrtle's fair face quickly turned red, and her big eyes looked extraordinarily large through the glasses, occupying almost a quarter of the entire face. She was still staring hard, as if her eyes were wide open. Big enough to be imposing, staring hard, trying to see the color in Nelson's eyes.

But she failed in the end. Compared with the complicated colors when they met for the first time in the first grade, Nelson was wrapped in a thick fog at this moment. She couldn't see the joy and anger under his calm expression at all. He seemed to have become indifferent, After a brief inspection of Nina without mentioning her again, Myrtle watched as the girl's already weak pulse became intermittent, but in Nelson's eyes, she didn't seem to exist.

"Can't I even choose where I go?"

"Of course you can," Nelson nodded, turning his head to look at Nagini, who was in the corner, who was packing the medicine bottle and was silent, "I still have things to do, please take care of them."

Nagini cast a knowing look at him, she understood that the "they" in Nelson's words represented more than the two sick patients on the bed. The two exchanged eye contact for a moment, and Nelson turned to leave.

"Can you tell me how to save her?!" But just as he was about to go out through the stone wall, Myrtle raised her wand, pointed it at Nelson's back, and shouted, "Quickly imprisoned!"

Nagini's eyes widened. She noticed that in every corner of the room, red dots of light lit up almost simultaneously, but the effort to rise and fall on Nelson's chest faded. She looked closely, and Nelson was wrapped around a waist. The slender red chain is extremely fragile. It seems that it doesn't even need to be reversed. It can be broken with a little effort. The subsequent development is just as Nagini expected. Nelson put one hand on the chain made by the restraint spell. The place where it touched the fingertips became red, and the high temperature spread rapidly along the taut chains, and quickly extended to Myrtle's hands. She felt the burning in her palms, and she threw the wand on the ground with a trembling.

Just when she was about to bend over to pick up the wand, the incomparably thin chain was like the sparks splashed by a blacksmith when he forged iron, shattering and dissipating into dim residues.

Nelson turned his back to her, propped one hand on the stone wall and the other on his chest, under the undamaged coat, a magical scar that was always in pain was trying to leave eternity The mark of the man, his eyes darkened, and the exhaustion from endless fighting and spellcasting came like a tide. Nelson wanted to rest against the wall for a while, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he would be seen by the mayflies outside. Covered by the tragic scene, he cheered up and let out an overwhelmed moan from his neck.

"Sorry." He didn't turn his head, he said slowly while distractedly manipulating the mayfly at the critical point, "I can't, because I can't save her."

"Why? If everyone is dead, what's the point of all your efforts?!"

Myrtle stared at Nelson's back and used the greatest strength to make the smallest sound. Because of Tom, Nelson had long regarded Myrtle's survival as the most powerful proof to judge whether the fate had changed. Under his deliberate protection , Myrtle didn't even feel the cruelty of the wizarding society at all, which made her retain a pure heart than the young people who have not walked out of the ivory tower. He understood that what he did to Myrtle was for his own sake. Selfish, Nelson really stood firm and practiced his creed of "giving everyone the right to choose", but he completely interfered in Myrtle's life, so much so that when faced with Myrtle's inappropriate questioning, he No reason to argue.

"Can't you do everything? They say you can do everything! They say you're better than Dumbledore! You—"

Myrtle also suddenly realized that her ill-timed temper might affect Nelson's overall situation, her chest heaved violently, and she closed her mouth resentfully.

In the deep silence, Nagini helplessly looked at the silly girl lying on the side of the hospital bed. She didn't seem to be here at all.

The space inside the black wall was as quiet as if frozen, no one spoke anymore, and Nelson's chaotic heartbeat echoed in this temporary ward.

"How's it going outside?"

Nagini, who changed Nina's bandages, finally broke the silence. She looked at Nelson worriedly, and whispered, "I'm here, go and do your business."

"Nagini, I just placed a curse on Nina that forced her to condense her soul," Nelson said heavily, "Wait Nina... No, if Mrs. Conder wakes up, help me ask, what else does she have? An unfulfilled wish."

This sentence almost sentenced Nina to death. Nagini's eyebrows jumped violently. As a patient who had been treated by Nelson, she knew clearly that there may be no soul in this world better than him. A wizard, just as she thought, under the instruction of the International Federation of Wizards, the voodoo wizard tried his best to find what they wanted to see directly in Nina's eyes, so as to avoid Nina's broken soul, who had hurt Dumbledore's students so much that her eyes were gouged out, was no different from a dead person.

She was even weaker than the humblest wandering soul, and Nelson didn't even understand what kept her in this world.

"I know..." Moody, who had been awake for a long time, opened his intact eyes. Compared with a few minutes ago, his whole body was thinner, and the bandage around his forehead became looser, revealing the bandage. Under the madly turning magic eye, he straightened his neck, gritted his teeth and said, "She has been inquiring about... things about the resurrection stone, she wants to—"

A few short words brought him great pain again, Nelson raised his hand, and the magic force pushed him back to the bed: "She wants to bring Ludwig back, but the resurrection stone is just a sad deception, All it can bring is the deceitful phantom of the deceased."

"Maybe she just wants to see her lover again," Nagini said softly, with some inexplicable hope in his tone. "Nelson, can the dead meet again in the world of the dead?"

"What's the value of life then?"

Nelson's words silenced Nagini, he thought for a moment, then walked quickly to Myrtle's side, lowered his head, the girl raised her head blankly, her eyes dodged, and she did not dare to look at Nelson.

"Give me your hand."

Myrtle stretched out her hand blankly. She watched as Nelson took off the ring that he had been wearing since returning to China, placed it carefully in her palm, and clasped her fingers with both hands. , let her hold the ring tightly.

"Nelson, what do you do without the Holy Artifact?" Nagini asked aloud knowing the meaning of the Gaunt family ring to Nelson.

"My magic doesn't need them anymore," Nelson shook his head, raised his wand, and disappeared instantly, leaving a faint sentence, "Myrtle is right, no one, what's the point of everything I do Woolen cloth?"

Nagini looked at where Nelson had disappeared, sighed, got up and walked to Myrtle's side, and hugged the uneasy girl tenderly: "Look, you're right, Nelson can do anything. arrive."

The interior of the stone wall was as quiet as another world. When Nelson returned to the battlefield, his ears were instantly filled with the screams of killing. The concept of "two sides", people scuffle with each other indiscriminately, ironically, this may be the first time wizards and Muggles have fair competition on the same stage.

The hearts of the Aurors who lost their leaders were filled with unease. They didn't understand why those big men had not yet appeared. Even if there were still a steady stream of wizards coming in, there were just as many Muggles who joined the battle. They were like their ancestors in ancient times. In the slaughter, he quickly absorbed the enemy's command, waving the metal wand awkwardly in his hand, squeezing the missionary's magic power, and repel the strong enemy in front of him again and again.

What about Dumbledore? Where are the high-ranking ministers and high-ranking officials? Have they not woken up yet? But there should always be bright places on this earth, right? What about the wizards on the back of the earth? Are they asleep too? What about the other half of the Aurors that should have assembled? Is raiding a muggle camp so hard? The moon was getting farther west, and the pre-dawn darkness and cold were raging in their weary bodies. Where were the reinforcements? They don't always sleep, do they?

Everyone found that Nelson, who had been missing for a few minutes, seemed more irritable and urgent after reappearing. There was no room for his attack. Everyone who stood in front of him was easily knocked down, white lightning and black smoke. The giant snakes were raging in the crowd, and in their path, they left a figure that fell to the ground.

"We're not supposed to be enemies," Nelson looked coldly at the Auror standing in front of him, and swung his two crossed wands forward, "but you're going to stand in front of me, so I'm sorry. "

The magic light suddenly lit up, the darkness of the night sky was already intense to the extreme, and the stars became extremely bright, crowding the whole night sky, and the trajectories of the stars were dazzling and messy. In the eyes of wizards who like astrology, the trajectories of the stars are often Foreshadowing the ups and downs of mankind, such a disordered star chart is enough to give every astrologer a headache, it is as elusive as the dawn in the near future, and even resists its arrival, no one knows, when the dawn that Nelson promised, What the world will be like.

Finally, at the moment when the Aurors were almost in despair, when the darkest darkness came before dawn, those who were watching the water curtain from a distance finally decided to set out, and the magic lights of Apparition were full of ruins. Sometimes it was an ordinary object that suddenly twisted and drilled out of the void, followed by a row of people holding hands in motion sickness, and some teams gathered in the suburbs early to remove their disguise and began to pull out into the city.

Everyone knows that the night before dawn is about to be opened by a new day, but no one knows whether the sun will rise as usual tomorrow. There are so many wizards in the world, which subverts the stereotype of many people. , they flocked to Berlin, an ancient city of such a large scale that it could hardly bear such a large number of guests.

A new figure emerged from the flickering water curtain, and a large number of Muggles, mixed with wizards standing together, walked towards Nelson ignorantly and firmly.

The densely packed brooms were centered on Nelson like a swarm of insects, surrounding him with water, and each wand was lifted up and pointed at Nelson, who was back to back with Tom. Those Muggles who had just harvested magic power were not effective , The wizards who stand with them are pitiful compared to the wizards who are eyeing and fighting to maintain order.

Nelson's defeat was a foregone conclusion.

"He was still too anxious after all."

Dumbledore in the distance closed his eyes in pain, and Grindelwald, who had been standing in front of him, finally moved away. Unlike Dumbledore, he was holding up the hand bound by the chain, watching obsessively. The delicate pocket watch in the palm of his hand, the rapid and regular sound of the mainspring turning, overshadowed the noisy cicadas in the summer night, and a rotten and broken wand burst into the hand with a mournful fire, he put away his smile and murmured: "It's dawn. ."

breaking Dawn.

The stars and the moon were dimmed at the moment when the sky lit up, and the thick night was reluctant to leave the stage. Those bright spells pointing to Nelson also dimmed like stars against the backdrop of dawn. Tom stepped forward and stood firmly. In front of him ~www.mtlnovel.com~ raised his arms and waved his wand forward in a desperate attempt.

There is no cloud in the sky, but the splendid rays of sunshine almost blind people's eyes! Only then did they notice that in the blue sky, at some point in time, it had been shrouded in a mist so thin that it was impossible to detect. The morning sun was refracted and radiated in the mist, reflecting incomparably bright colors. The black walnut wand in Nelson's hand burst out with excitement. The shudder was lifted gently and rightly in front of him.

"I ask you, the beings that I have created, I ask you to fulfill my mission."

"I beg you selfishly, give up the life that has not had time to experience this world, I beg you to become the elves that accompany human beings."

"I beg you, share the magic with the world, and I beg you, write a rest for this divided world."

"I ask you to be the armor of the weak, the morality of the strong, the friend of the lonely, and the help of the helpless."

"I pray that you will share your life with others and be immortal in the glow of magic."

Thousands of miles away, southwest of Krakow, above the small town called Auschwitz, a huge vortex like a natural disaster condensed and formed at the last moment of the night, the ground rolled and cracked, and the torrent formed by the birth of life It spewed out and became one with the vortex, and it fell like raindrops in the sky over Berlin, thousands of miles away.

In the middle of the battlefield, in a lonely hut surrounded by four stone walls, Nina sat up with Nagini's help, and Myrtle carefully placed the Gaunt family ring on her finger.

Light and rain fell, falling precisely into the core of each missionary.

Blood and tears fell from the corners of Nina's scarred eyes like raindrops on the stone steps, and the same mournful wailing sounded inside and outside the stone room.

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