My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 662

"Haha," Haierbo shook his head and said to Pitia in a gentle tone, "When I deal with him, go back with me."

After all, he did not wait for Pitia's reaction, and pointed at Nelson with his bone wand, his tone instantly became angry and crazy: "You blinded her, go to hell!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

At the moment when the magic light of the Death Sucker shot towards Nelson's face, he raised his wand. After realizing that it was an impeccable spell, Nelson chose the magic he was best at to meet it.

Deformation, in response to the transformation of the spell, under the powerful effect of Sykes' restoration, the edge of the life-threatening curse was dissociated into scattered green spots of light.

The magic wand that Nelson handed forward was also wrapped in the magic power of Transfiguration. It broke through the center of the life-suppressing curse like chopping bamboo, like a stubborn stone that was the mainstay in the tide, splitting the magic light of the death curse. Green lightning slid away from his sides.

At the moment when the two magic powers converged, Pitia trembled violently. Haierbo and Nelson noticed this scene at the same time, but the unstoppable magic power of the two led them to point towards each other uncontrollably.

"The era blinded by myths will continue to write real myths. The poisonous dragon that devoured the world tree and the eagle that monitors time and space will fight at the source of the stream, but the protagonists of the era are not them..."

Pitia fell to her knees with a thud, her bare knee was scratched with a **** wound with gravel, and blood spread from the wound to all sides of the puddle, dyeing it red almost instantly. Her face became even paler because of this, but she didn't seem to notice her pain at all. The sludge was stained and spread up along the skirt. She knelt in the puddle, with her hands folded in front of her chest, her eyes blank. Look at the place where Nelson and Haierbo's magic meet.

The churning white mist surged from her eye sockets to her pupils, like a tsunami engulfing a reef, dyeing her eyes pure white. Nelson was suddenly shocked. His first aid could only maintain the existence of Pitia. These lost mists What is the source of ?

Under the gaze of three eyes, Pitia, who was sitting on her knees, pursed her lips, and a vague and ethereal voice came out of her mouth.

"The person who controls death and the person from death cross time and space, and meet for the first time..."

The medal hooped on the black walnut wand trembled, Nelson stood proudly amid the storm, and Pitia's murmur was faint in the explosion of the spell collision.

"...The powerful die under the sword of the Avengers, and those who kill each other will bear two thousand years of despair, but they can never be killed by another person, because their existence and strength depend on the other side..."

Haierbo's face froze, and he increased the output of magic power.

"...This is a thousand-year war, the beginning is the end, the end is the beginning, and fate will punish the disrespectful who try to manipulate it, and it will reward the victor..."

Nelson and Haierbo's eyes met, and the two wands, born two thousand years apart, trembled wildly.

"...The dark clouds were dispelled, history was smoothed out, the tragic war disappeared, the fateful—"

The black walnut wand bends slightly under heavy pressure, showing its astonishing willfulness. In the explosion of magic, Nelson can only see Pitia's mouth opening and closing, but he can't hear what she is saying until a brief moment. Balance brought pauses, and Pythia's eyes regained clarity amid the chaos.

"It's called... a glimpse of a hero!"

This is a real prophecy. At the moment when the last syllable landed, whether it was Nelson, Tom or Haierbo felt a sense of peeping from all directions, and then, an invisible but heavy pressure fell on their Above the soul, but quickly dissipated, as if at this moment something approved Pythia's prophecy, and put a stamp of approval on these fragmented words.

Nelson's heart shrank for a moment, his eyes widened, and he felt the magic pouring out of his hands uncontrollably, rushing towards the black walnut wand trembling with excitement, months of hard work using Sykes to restore it. The accumulated magic power was instantly consumed, and even the replenishment of the small silver **** could not keep up with the speed at which it was consumed.

A piece of metal wreckage that had lost its luster fell on Nelson's side. Opposite the magic power of the riot, he saw Haierbo's expression even more astonished than he was.

The world has never seen such a huge consumption of magic power, not to mention that they are tightly gathered at the point where Nelson and the tip of Haierbo's wand meet, no one doubts that this majestic force will sink deep into it in an instant. The two of them were torn apart, but Tom, who wanted to get close to Nelson, was unable to break through the hurricane inspired by the magic that was almost condensed into reality.

What made Nelson and Haierbo feel even more terrified was that this ultimate magic, which was born from the confrontation between the two, was still greedily extracting their magic power, like a bottomless pit that could not be filled, and the point where the tips of the rods collided became more and more serious. Condensed, just the half aura that escapes is enough to make everyone around him shrouded in vigilance and instinctual fear of facing destruction.

It was the first time that Haierbo had encountered such a situation. He clenched his wand and used his wide eyes to scare Nelson who was facing him. As the eye of the storm, he understood the danger of the situation better than anyone. The maintenance of the earth will only make the unknown magic brewing at the singularity stronger and stronger, but if he leaves, as the only outlet for the dam on the verge of collapse, he will be the first person to be buried.

At this moment, there is only one choice in front of Haierbo - increase the output of magic power, let yourself have the upper hand in this tug of war, and use the power of crushing to force the fragile Nelson to become the vent of the dam!

He gritted his teeth, and at this juncture, he still had energy to be distracted, and he took the risk of collapse at a touch. He stretched out his left hand and held it behind him.

"Suicide? You are crazy!"

Nelson grinned, and his back molars were exposed. Taking advantage of his illness, another wand slipped out of Nelson's left arm sleeve. In the gap between the magic power, an invisible wind blade shot out from the tip of the wand. Cut straight to Haierbo's neck. At the critical moment, Haierbo raised the servant to his chest, and Shen Feng passed through the chest of the fainted dark wizard. Haierbo tilted his head at the moment when he was hindered, but One ear was still cut off.

"suicide?"

Haierbo didn't respond to the pain at all, but the smell of blood made him even more excited. He squeezed the palm of the servant's back, and the green magic power penetrated into his body along the servant's penetrating wound. The fainted black wizard was in pain. Under the stimulation, he woke up and widened his eyes. Nelson in front of him was the last thing he saw in this world.

"It was just an immature spell, you forced me," Haierbo's eyes were filled with the green glow of the life-suppressing spell, looking as terrifying as a ghost, he grinned wildly, revealing a jagged and sharp mouth , the snake teeth soaked in venom, "I will smash your corpse into thousands of pieces, bind your soul, endure thousands of years of torture, and let you feel the most terrifying torture and pain in the world. At that time, praying to me for death will be your wish but not attainable!"

The deep vortex condensed above the head, and in just a moment, the dispelled dark clouds filled the sky again, and a thick green thunder like a river descended from the sky, hitting the black wizard's head in his hand, and in a short wailing, The black wizard's body turned into a mass of coke, but the thunder did not disappear immediately, but tightly bound the soul that was detached from the black wizard's body and was tightly bound by the curse, and his soul was torn by magic power. A hook for a wronged soul, it looks like a long spine that goes straight to the sky, and the mouth hanging at the bottom is still wailing that no one can hear.

Blood gushed out from Haierbo's slashed ears and covered the hook lock. The next second, the hook lock stimulated by the smell of blood swayed violently, and the sharp hook at the bottom pierced into his heart, sending a green The phantom was drawn out.

Just as Nelson saw what it was, the hook released by Haierbo had already fled into the clouds with a phantom—that was Haierbo's soul, a broken soul that split from the killing.

Haierbo lowered his head and gasped for breath. The pain caused by the tearing of his soul was many times stronger than the loss of an ear, but the pain that hit his whole body made him even more excited. Afterwards, the force exerted on the wand was increased, the magic of death poured out frantically, the offense and defense were reversed, suppressing Nelson, and almost driving him out of the field.

Nelson resisted with difficulty. After the fragments of the soul arrived, the dark cloud above his head was completely dyed with Haierbo's color in a dark green electric light.

"Ha ha…"

Haierbo's laughter was more like a cry. His expression was distorted, his spirit was obviously confused, and his face was exaggerated to a smile that didn't look like a human being. Then, thunderclouds rolled, and countless dark green thunders fell from the sky. Nelson squinted. Open your eyes, it is no longer the thunder and lightning generated by the clouds, and there is a more appropriate name to call those electric lights - Avada Suoming.

Manic electric arcs surging frantically in this small valley, and the thick dead silence makes people breathless, but the object of their harassment is not Nelson, but deliberately avoided the central battlefield, avoiding Nelson and Haier. Pope, Pythia, and the prophet Karkaroff, whom Helbo valued, mercilessly reaped the lives of those loyal servants.

Nelson also noticed that the dementors hiding in the clouds had also disappeared. I am afraid that they have already become the nourishment of this horrible Horcrux. Those harvested souls have nurtured huge magical powers that are hard to see directly in the clouds. Gathered in a small green thunder, slashed towards Haierbo!

Is he committing suicide? Or escape with some kind of special spell?

None, the tiny lightning turned into a small green snake the moment it hit Haierbo, opened its mouth full of fangs, and bit Haierbo's neck in one bite.

His blood vessels swelled suddenly, and his skin instantly turned a rich green. Those massive souls "voluntarily" offered everything to him, supplementing his dying magic power.

"Heh... I've never felt as strong as I am today," the green light in Haierbo's eyes strangled everything he was watching, his crazy expression gradually calmed down, looking at Nelson with a playful smile, "You too come Be a part of me...I forgive your offense and grant you the same eternity as me, a gift from the gods."

The dark clouds that covered the sky became his battery, and Nelson's rout seemed a foregone conclusion.

"What are you challenging me with?!"

Haierbo's eyes were split, and he could already feel the exhaustion of Nelson's magic power and the weakness of resistance. Victory was ahead, and he did not hesitate to use magic power. The balance between the two ends of the scale was broken at this moment, and the terrifying magic power brewing at the intersection of the wands was Out of control in an instant, an explosion never before seen in the world engulfed Nelson's figure, like a sun lit up on the earth, it engulfed everything around it.

Tom, who was isolated from the confrontation, threw himself into the battlefield at the moment when the obstacle disappeared. Just when he was about to reach Nelson who was about to be engulfed, a cold hand grabbed his arm, and the defenseless Tom was just like this. Pitia dragged out and fell into the blurred illusion.

The explosion of magic power swept through everything in Tekmon, and in an instant, all the wonders that naturally took hundreds of millions of years to create are crushed into powder, UU reading www.uukanshu. com, but Tom, who was in a blurry fantasy, was not affected. He stared blankly at another world that could not be touched, and the blurred silhouette in the center of the explosion. The deformed armor could not resist the explosion of magic power. It was torn to shreds at the moment of the collision, and the raging magic power slammed into Nelson's chest and the pocket watch that slipped out of the neckline. Tom's face sank, and his wand instantly pressed against Pitia's forehead.

"Hijack me, our plan is not over yet."

Pitia, who made the prophecy, seemed to be a different person, her eyes were very firm, and she said softly, "Fate will not let him fall here."

Just as she finished speaking, this place of death, which was independent of the world, had a crack in the void, and the riot of magic was so strong that it was able to rudely break the barrier between the two worlds in reality.

And its follow-up effects don't stop there. The cracks extend in all directions from Tom's front. With the sound of glass breaking, the lost fog that has been silent for thousands of years in the blurred illusion boils at this moment, and the situation of the living and the dead boils. Repeatedly overlapped and reappeared, and at the starting point of the crack, which was also the singularity of the explosion in this world, a gap slowly opened.

Haierbo, who was also engulfed by magic power, saw the gap and saw Tom who was controlling Pythia.

But Tom's eyes became surprised. He recognized the gap, which was exactly the same as the way the two came, and this magical explosion was in line with Nelson's principle of traveling through time in the final analysis, but it was more rude and unreasonable.

The towering black tower rose from the gap, and a figure familiar and unfamiliar to Tom walked out of the gate at the bottom of the tower.

Chapter end