My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 687

"Nar!"

The sky is clear and the breeze is gentle, and there has never been a more suitable day for an outing than today.

The ocean was blue, and the awakened fish left a glimpse of the water. The fine foam slapped the fishing boats and warships stranded on the shore. The tired people on the beach were unloading their armor. Under the command of Andros , Coffins that had already been prepared were carried from the cabin to the beach, and the people who died in the battle were loaded with their suicide notes.

The soldiers lying on the beach let the sea wash their **** bodies over and over again. If they held a few big parasols, it would be no different from those famous holiday beaches.

The distant fishing port town has been razed to the ground, only the giant's body is still standing, and the slowly sinking ground is trying its best to maintain stability, so as not to disturb the rest of the soldiers on the body. The roar of the sound broke the rare silence.

"I…"

Andros bowed his head, his shiny head looked like another sun in the sunlight, he stood behind Pitia, his huge body shielded the unsteady priestess from the sun, and said in a low voice: " I was going to show him my Patronus."

"Have you finally learned to protect the gods?"

Pitia's voice was unusually calm, Shi Lan's eyes stared at the giant's feet without blinking, a figure kneeling in the mud, hoarse, "I guess, your patron saint is a giant."

"That's right," Andros scratched his head, "When I saw him tearing apart Haierbo's defense line and leading us to charge, I realized what my happiest time was. It turns out that our hands can also create protection. The power of the homeland...how do you know? Could it be predicted?"

"Of course not," Pitia shook his head, "before we set off, he gave me a set of the most popular cards of his time, called Chocolate Frogs, which recorded many wizards who have been famous in history, among them there are you."

"Do I still have this kind of treatment?"

Andros jumped in front of Pitia, his face full of surprises. He saw Pitia took out a stack of old and new pictures from his arms, and the smiling Pitia quickly flipped through the contents of the pictures. , but the far-fetched joy on her and Andros's faces vanished immediately when they turned to one of them.

In the picture, a young man with blond hair is smiling and looking at the two people who are huddled together looking at the card face, and occasionally raises his hand to say hello to them. He wears a soft felt hat, and there are a few silver **** floating around him. , From time to time, it transforms into the shape of small animals, and sometimes even takes off its hat and pulls out a small silver falcon that is constantly struggling, just like a wandering in a remote town, for the children there A magician who brings a smile.

Below Kathu is a brief description of him:

Nelson Wilttening Williams (1928.1.1—?)

A member of the Knights of the Garter, the youngest user of the Patronus Charm, the second-youngest Animagus in history, and a young magic scholar unanimously recommended by the "Transfiguration Today" review panel.

He and his partner Tom Marvolo Riddle destroyed the evil organization "Second Salem", which led to the reorganization of the Magical Congress of the United States, the repeal of the International Statute of Secrecy and the birth of the International Confederation of Wizards.

This is a young fighter dedicated to the equality of wizards and Muggles. Unlike the former slogan writers and reciters, the magic factory he established opened up a precedent for Muggles to participate in magic production and for wizards to integrate into Muggle society.

"He has done so many things," Andre scratched his head. "It seems like he said, saving our world is just a piggybacked move on his journey."

"He came here to save his own world," Pitiya's eyes, the blond young man's bright smile gradually blurred, and gradually overlapped with the unforgettable memory of a quarter of an hour ago, "but we can't even protect it. he."

Alexandria was not so peaceful a quarter of an hour ago, it no longer has the tranquility before the storm, because it is the storm.

The black vortex and the white torrent burst out in two adjacent places. They tore and collided with each other, and they were compatible with each other. The battle between Nelson and Tom came to the end. One of them captured Haierbo's soul, and the other plundered Haierbo's soul. Power, squeezing the last trace of value from the dark wizard who fell into the trap, is more exaggerated than the most miserly capitalist.

But even if they were both plundering, their situation was completely different. After Professor Binns and Mag arrived with some kind of magic that even Haierbo was afraid of, the history that had been changed once was changed again. He did not choose impossible. Instead, he chose to give Nelson the gift of a powerful soul he had accumulated through **** and killing.

After witnessing Professor Binns consuming his soul to send Mag's farewell, Haierbo realized that the key to his defeat was the inconspicuous little pocket watch, and he also discovered its biggest loophole - as the price of traveling through time and space. , the person using it must pay much more magic than himself.

Haierbo didn't know the existence of Sykes' reduction, let alone why Nelson had more magic power than himself. This was a paradox, just like an omniscient and almighty God couldn't create a stone that he couldn't move.

But he came up with a brilliant idea that was exactly the same as what he thought two thousand years later - to kill Nelson.

Using the Horcrux, Haierbo can obtain endless lifespan. Although Nelson forced him to make a decision that has completely destroyed his upper limit, he understands that since Nelson needs to go back to the past to defeat himself, in the future, except for Nelson, no There will be someone who can threaten him again.

"Since you want to change history, then I'll change the future!"

This despicable wizard finally showed the courage and vision worthy of his powerful identity as the ancestor of black magic. You have the means to gain more magic power than yourself, right? Then I will continue to increase the weight of your soul. I will give you all the black color of the blurred fantasy. It is equivalent to the sum of the general magic in this world. Even if you can accumulate too much magic, do you still have a way to get the other half? ? !

The spreading black changed the momentum of devouring the world, and turned to the center of the battlefield again, but this time it was no longer Haierbo's last blow, but his last poisoned gift.

Black poured into Nelson's body unhindered, and Haierbo finally realized why he coveted Nelson's power. Originally from death!

"So you are the dead! Hahahaha!"

Haierbo's self-deprecating laughter filled the sky and the earth, the broken soul rushed to Nelson with the black torrent, Nelson could hardly maintain himself, the evil in him called for that power, embraced it uncontrollably, and his soul also Become more powerful in devouring, even beyond control.

"Nar!"

Tom, who had escaped from the bunker, appeared by his side and put his hands on Nelson's shoulders. He was willing to share all of this with Nelson, but he was not enough to **** the black choice. He could only use Mao's heart to share Haierbo's power. Make his brother feel better.

Nelson's ego was also engulfed, Haierbo's remaining consciousness secretly delighted, he hid himself, which was a surprise, if Nelson really fell into darkness, then he would have a unique powerful carrier of rebirth.

But at the last moment when the black was about to be swept away, Nelson pressed the stationary clockwork of the pocket watch!

Now he has endless power. Even if he is too big to squeeze into the passage, he can open the slits of time and space at will. He has already felt Haierbo's survival. Even at the end of the road, he chose to completely eliminate it. This hidden danger!

Haierbo's consciousness was scattered everywhere, some disappeared in the remaining dark clouds, and some poured into Nelson's body, but at this moment, every piece of his soul felt an unprecedented fear.

In the canyon of Techmon, the man who made him taste death threats for the first time appeared.

The second, the third, the fourth...

They have different clothes and different looks, and some people's faces have undergone major changes, but their eyes and names are the same.

Nelson asked for help from all future possibilities, and it was himself who answered him!

Haierbo disappeared.

The opposite of his hope is endless despair. Even if those deeply hidden Horcruxes still exist, they are still only incomplete shadows destined to be defeated by heroes.

His strength comes from death, but the reason why he first explored death was "love". Love made him strong, but power made him lose his original appearance. When the dark clouds began to cover the sky over the peninsula, Haierbo had lost his mind. his past, and a person without a past is destined to have no future.

"The person who controls death and the person who came from death crossed time and space to meet for the first time..."

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

Tom couldn't keep his eyes open from the bright light in the center, and Pitia's prophecy at Techmon echoed in his ears.

At this time, the final conditions of the prophecy have been fulfilled, and their independent existences are finally connected due to the changes made by the two for their respective purposes, making this seemingly self-contradictory prophecy completely fulfilled.

"Which of you are the powerful and who are the avengers?"

"Who killed whom? Who is going to bear this Qiu Jing?"

Tom's question is so thin on the plain, maybe in a sense, both Nelson and Haierbo successfully "killed" each other and sent themselves to endless prisons.

No one answered him, and a few seconds later, cheers of victory erupted in the direction of the beach, and the silver Patronus cheered in groups, but those who really won the "victory" did not laugh.

The lost fog has disappeared, the blackness has disappeared, and the blurred illusion that overlaps with the present world has returned to its original location. People on the other side of the world whose memories were taken away by the lost fog have no idea what just happened. Human history has been taken away for a long time. In a few short minutes, Haierbo disappeared.

And Nelson was gone.

The triple great Hermes is also about to become a word-of-mouth legend with the disappearance of the Lost Fog, a name that will be associated with countless bizarre stories over the long years, returning to Mount Olympus , back to the ethereal altar.

Tom bowed his head, and on the unmarked ground, a soft felt hat lay quietly there, Tom bent down, picked up the hat, a pocket watch with a broken dial was revealed, it was dilapidated, but the structure was intact, Enough to use the last time, Tom gained the power of Haierbo, and now he has enough magic power to splurge for him to go home.

He was silent for a long time, and with a hard kick, he kicked it away and disappeared into an unknown ruin somewhere.

Seemingly out of his understanding of Tom, a cold stone fell out of the soft felt hat and fell into Tom's palm. He carefully brushed the dust off the soft felt hat without blinking his eyes, as if Cleaning up a great piece of art.

When it was shining like new again, Tom clasped it over his head and looked at the stone that fell in his hands—the half-finished Philosopher's Stone that Professor Slughorn had given him.

Tom still remembers it, because two thousand years later, many of the raw materials for making the Philosopher's Stone have become extinct, and it has become an alchemy legend, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, moving slowly, and almost being knocked down by the hard object beside his feet .

Tom lowered his head again, and at his feet was a small half bottle of old wine left by Professor Binns to Nelson.

"Did you know? Professor Binns' bottle of wine was brewed by his daughter. I drink it a bit like medicinal wine. Maybe there is some ancient potion in it. I'll get some for you to taste some other day!"

That was what Nelson had said to Tom when he first went back to his dorm since he started his one-student class on the history of magic.

Tom's eyes flashed with colorful memories, and his small figure was quickly overwhelmed by the cheers of the coast.

"Feel sorry."

Pitia appeared behind Tom with Andros and whispered to Tom's back.

"Pitia!"

Tom roared angrily, the veins on his forehead burst, and his throat was filled with a bitter rust smell. He grabbed the priestess by the collar and pushed her to the ruins of the town. Her back was heavy. Hit the jagged masonry, the eyes are black, and it slid softly to the ground.

Tom has never been so angry, even when he was insulted by the owner of the pet shop when he was the weakest, or when he encountered unpleasant injustices when he was strong, and even when he bowed his head to Haierbo and helped the emperor to abuse him, he still maintained it. With his usual nobility, he held his hands up in front of him, his fingertips trembling, barely grasping his wand, so strong and so weak.

After capturing Haierbo's power, he felt the power he had never had before, but what exactly is the meaning of this power?

"Fate will punish the disrespectful who try to manipulate it..."

Tom gasped~www.mtlnovel.com~ stared viciously at Pitia and roared, "Is this your punishment?! Pitia, is this a prophecy? Is this a prophet?! Ah? A reward ... reward the winner, tell me, what does it reward?! Ah, you say!"

"We are a part of destiny, and destiny will not be defeated by the people it creates..."

Pitia raised her hand, stopped Andros who wanted to help her, swallowed the blood pouring into her mouth, and said with difficulty, "Of course there will be no... there will be no winner, I... I'm sorry."

By the time she opened her eyes, Tom had disappeared, and people celebrating on the coast later said they saw a man dressed as a dark wizard hugging a local girl, wearing a strange hat, and carrying half a crystal bottle. They bought wine, asked for a coffin, and went into the sea. The giant who helped them capture the shore also heard his order, stepped on his footprints, stepped over joy, and walked into the sea.

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