My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 628

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The white fog outlined the orderly outlines, shimmering in the oppressive sky bright enough to light up the battlefield, and as time passed, as Nelson's prayers drew to a close, as more and more Muggles took their hands like wizards With the wand, the city becomes more concrete.

The endless stream of vehicles driving on the wide road, pressing over the rubble and broken walls, passing through the bodies of the warring sides standing in the ruins, driving to their destination, with the rising of the morning sun, coming and going, The foggy pedestrians are starting their daily routines. Some of them are carrying briefcases, some are holding slices of bread, their backs are not like those people of color carrying the pressure of the war-torn era, and the children queuing up singing When they crossed the road with songs they couldn't understand, the traffic stopped consciously and avoided pedestrians.

At the moment when the singing sounded, the voices belonging to the city also sounded, making Berlin, which was filled with a depressing atmosphere and was shocked by the wonder of the mirage and fell into silence, became noisy again. Early shouts and shouts poured in, so detailed that people couldn't help but think that it was a real, better world than this.

Those towering and beautiful buildings can't even see the top, and it's not an exaggeration to say that they go deep into the sky. They are square and square, showing a beauty that combines order and practicality, but no one who sees them will feel that under their feet. This city, which was almost completely razed to the ground, will grow into a look that can only be looked up to in the future, just like the millions of cities in the world.

If someone told a wizard present that there would be hundreds of cities like this in the world in fifty years, he wouldn't believe it. He will tell you that it is a dream, and wizards who are used to crooked aesthetics can't build such a neat building. As for Muggles, their most prosperous New York was built for them by wizards. If they want them to build their own buildings, they should come out of the grass hut first. talk later!

Inquisitive eyes flocked to Nelson, who instinctively thought that any novelty that appeared in Berlin now had something to do with this rambunctious young man, but unfortunately, Nelson was still maintaining that silver rain, guarding his Soldiers were fighting around, and no one was there to explain what it was for them.

This must be a new magic created by the careerist Nelson, and he must not be allowed to complete it! The Aurors who were accustomed to fighting instinctively increased their firepower. For some reason, their black magic became more handy. Maybe even the **** of magic stood behind them, tacitly allowing them to fight subversion with evil. They seemed to be inspired. In general, breaking through the monkeys who seemed to have learned magic, with a destructive momentum, rushed towards Nelson, who was wrapped in the center by the crowd.

Black magic has never had such a place in the official history. Those spells that were several times stronger than before were condensed together, no longer chaotic and brutal, but instead cooperated with each other, like a powerful army that has found its backbone again. It condensed into the phantom of a ferocious snake, raised its head high, and opened its **** mouth towards Nelson. The large green eyes revealed a humanized irony look.

"Roar!"

It is not the voice of any known creature, but the pure evil has been revealed, and the Aurors are horrified to find that the magic they have cast has lost control, as if their own intelligence was born, dexterously pounce on Nelson. go.

On the edge of the city, far in the outskirts, a dark shadow stood proudly there, like a sculpture, as if he had stood on the field when the city was founded. Everyone could see his figure clearly. He was raising a pale wand and slashing at the city shadow that was spreading under his feet.

"destroy!"

The high-rise building with the steel frame just erected in front of him was cut off in the middle and collapsed along the slope. A dark green crescent moon charged towards the center of the city with a brutality that devoured everything, dividing people's sight into two. Those collapsed buildings smashed On the ground, let the earth of this city tremble, this mirage that does not belong to this world, at this moment, under Haierbo's high-profile declaration of return, overlaps with reality!

"I have said more than once that he has a vision far beyond this era, and I think maybe because he is also a prophet, he sees farther than me," Grindelwald squinted and sighed, "He created the A huge magical army, he can become an army by himself, of course, we can already see the effect of these things now, his strength has accumulated to a certain extent, and finally, he persuaded France through his own channels The government, which held the Wizarding Fair at the time of the Muggle's Fair, and under the spotlight, single-handedly repealed the International Statute of Secrecy."

"But from that day on, the ancient prophecy ran like a landslide on the road to fulfillment. Under your guidance and instructing, he used death as bait to get the support of the International Confederation of Wizards, but the door was placed in Paris. In the meeting hall, how could they not secretly study? What does it mean to defeat death? You should be very clear," Grindelwald looked at the camp of the International Federation of Wizards with disgust, and said softly, "They frequently provoke death, In addition to bringing the predictable death outcome to those researchers, it also loosened the unbreakable barrier between life and death again and again, and also allowed Haierbo, who was blocked in death, to obtain nutrients for survival until Today, they rush Nelson to let his alchemy props called missionaries attach to the soul he created. Those gadgets called mayflies are strange magic brought by Krakow's female magicians. They have been born. Without the intellect of Chaos, their sacrifice is no different from the death of any soul with a soul!"

Dumbledore's face froze, and his face sank a little towards the sky.

"How many mayflies did he make? I don't know, maybe a few million, maybe tens of millions, it's said that those things can make themselves, like locusts, and one of my followers told me that he may have had the An army of 100 million, do you know what that concept is? Have you seen what it looks like when 100 million people are crowded together? Do you know that the steel giant over there is made of mayflies the size of geckos?" Grindelwald Unable to hide his surprise, he raised his voice, "I don't know if you are shocked or not, I am scared anyway, I want to stop him, at least persuade him to slow down, but it is too late, the followers he has gathered over the years are enough to deceive Nurmengard's eyes, confused my audition, and by the time I reacted, he was already speaking in Berlin with vengeance!"

"The wave of death brought about by the sacrifice of the mayflies rushed into the blurred fantasy world at the same time. Any disaster in history... tsunamis, earthquakes, famines, plagues, wars, massacres... are not enough to compare," Grindelwald stared at the outline of the emerging city, and said softly, "Perhaps these magically created lives do not have the quality comparable to real, concrete souls, but their shocking numbers are enough to shock death and become unbreakable. The one-way valve, then, as mentioned in the prophecy, the great death made the world's most vile gangrene complete his vile smuggling plan, I don't know what Haierbo will have when he returns from death Power, and it is impossible to judge what kind of legacy will be left to him after death by people who have used the convenience of black magic for thousands of years to get deeper and deeper."

"Then you can't let him out!"

"Don't let him out, and then what?" Grindelwald asked loudly. "Can't you see what they're going through? Don't you know what I mean by saying so much? Why black Magic only needs to remember the incantation to exert the power that other magics may not reach after decades of training. Every use of black magic is equivalent to accumulating strength for Haierbo. We will not release him now to completely solve the hidden danger. , do you want people hundreds of years later to face him who has accumulated hundreds of years of strength?"

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of consciousness," Dumbledore's eyes had a hint of suspicion that could not be concealed, which made Grindelwald a little shocked and his face stinky, and the conversation between the two somehow seemed to return to When he was young, Dumbledore saw this, turned his head in embarrassment, and said, "You just didn't deny the allegations I made against you about Nelson's plan."

"You have misunderstood me too deeply," Grindelwald shook his head, his tone a little bad, "I just didn't expect, Albus, you didn't even hide it, God, I really... , I really want to make this world what I want, let the capable people stand high, and the mediocre fall into the mud, this does not mean that I only want to see this scene when I am alive, Albus, I will always Damn, I don't know how to make horcruxes and other disgusting things. What should I do then? I said, fate is irresistible. Could it be that you will be painted as a portrait and hung in the headmaster's room at Hogwarts? Willing to watch that disgusting guy crawl out of the grave to get everything? Damn, there's nothing more disgusting than this for someone eager to make rules, I have to dig this gangrene ahead of time so my world isn't This kind of petty destruction, the so-called disputes between wizards and Muggles, may not be as important as 10,000 Haierbo in Nelson's view, but in my opinion, only from the perspective of the intensity of war, the International Federation of Wizards and Wizards Playing with Muggles is just a sweet treat."

"Could not fate arrange another hero?"

"Albus, you said something like that, but I know what you're thinking?"

"What am I thinking?"

"You just haven't figured out a way yet, so you have to keep asking to cover up your silence," Grindelwald said, squinting Dumbledore. "Are you going to make a bet? I remember the British like to bet the most. "

"Bet what?"

"If there really is an evil demon who is big enough to do harm to the world again in the future, as you said, fate will arrange for the world to arrange a rival of his, and arrange for this hero to hit him," Grindelwald laughed He smiled, "But I don't think you choose to pin your hopes on that hero, but go out and clear the threat yourself."

"Want to bet?"

Dumbledore didn't answer, he just pointed at the glasses with his wand, making the fog-stained lenses clear again. He carefully arranged his sleeves, neckline, buttons, straightened the glasses, and even squatted down to wipe them. The ash sticking to the shoes, as if going to participate in a grand ceremony, expresses silent attention.

"I have a question, Gellert," Dumbledore stood up after doing all this, patted the pleats on his trousers, and asked Grindelwald who was shoulder to shoulder, "You have What is the basis for this war now?"

"To tell you the truth, in my opinion, in the next few hundred years, there will be no chance to remove the gangrene of Haierbo more than this era with me."

"Really? I thought that fate told you that it arranged for a hero to bury Haierbo for this era."

"No," Grindelwald, who had always been confident after encountering Dumbledore, was a little shaken at this time. He narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. Nelson's figure was completely condensed by the crowd, spells and black magic. The giant snake covered it, and after a moment of silence, he said softly, "He doesn't believe in fate. Just like when I first saw him seven years ago, I was in my fate and didn't find him."

"Why do you know this?"

"It's time, Albus, time will tell us the only correct answer to all the unknown questions," Grindelwald raised his right hand and lifted the sleeve of his left arm, a rusted but still shining The silver chain was tightly bound to his forearm, and the silver pocket watch hanging on the chain was close to the palm of his left hand, "Nelson wrote to me last month, saying that he was going to sue me for something. It's the time-turner I got from him, it's the greatest invention of a wizard, I think it's so much greater than a wand~www.mtlnovel.com~ I really don't know how he came up with this kind of thing in his head Yes, can you figure it out Albus? Anyway, I can't figure it out, it gives infinite possibilities for the future and even the past, but maybe it's because I'm not the inventor and don't understand the principle, I can't be like what he wrote in the experiment log Use it to travel through time and space, to reverse the past, as written in the book, but a clearer, palpable future is enough to make my prophets more real and detailed."

The Aurors watched helplessly as the collapse spread toward them, the ruined buildings shattered into misty mist, swallowed up by the giant snakes opening their mouths, and they swung their wands hard to control their magic, as if tossing them. A pen without ink, and the homework is only one word away, but the power of black magic seems to have left everyone without a price, even those little curses that make the enemy's nose grow ragged have lost their originality. They want to resist the destructive crescent moon, but in the face of the creator of black magic, these ridiculous resistances are tantamount to mantras.

The overwhelming power made despair grow rapidly in people's hearts, and it also made the giant snake and the crescent moon stronger in excitement.

The crescent moon, which is already as long as Berlin, is steadily advancing. The mirage of this skyscraper is completely unable to resist. In the blink of an eye, it has come to the center of the battlefield, and green smoke is coming from the eyes of every wizard who has used black magic. It poured out, with the magic of their souls, and gathered towards the crescent moon.

Is it all over? They didn't know yet if the suffocating wizard was Nelson's rescue.

In desperation, wands fell to the ground, and the Aurors gave up their resistance and even closed their eyes.

So they didn't see that two wizards who seemed impossible to stand together appeared side by side, blocking the spell of destruction.

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