My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"I thought that after I was exposed to magic, I had the ability to enter the illusion. My life should be easy and comfortable, but why?"

Nelson's eyes became blurred, and he murmured, "Why did it happen like this? The first time I learned magic, and the first time I entered the illusion, two happy things overlapped..."

"What are you talking about?" Rowena's voice pulled Nelson back to reality. He raised his head and met her curiosity black eyes. "It sounds like a versatile sentence, but it always feels like you Did not say anything good."

"It's nothing, vulgar language," Nelson shook his head, fiddling with his fingers, and said viciously. "Me and the despicable Helbo are old acquaintances. Although he can't get out, he can't hurt me, but it's like a fly. It’s the same, always disgusting me when I don’t expect it."

"Old acquaintance?" Rowena smiled playfully. She played with her long hair that fell to her chest with her fingers, and asked, "So, did he really achieve immortality by the evil black magic that splits the soul?"

"Yes, he is immortal, but not completely immortal," Nelson nodded and said, "His soul fragments are wandering weakly in the illusion, it is difficult to return to the world, and cannot continue to move forward. This is a kind of It's a coward's way of living."

"I understand why you were chosen by Salazar," Rowena smiled, covering his mouth. "He used to say exactly the same thing as you."

"How cowards do? I thought it was Gryffindor who said it," Nelson's face was filled with suppressed anger, he reached out his hand to pull his hair back to his head, took his wand and knocked it on top of his head. A handful of disobedient hair splits itself into two strands, braided into a long slender braid, stretched back to tie the fluffy half-length hair into a small knot, he twisted his neck, looked at Rowena, and asked, "We When did I do it, I have never seen such a disgusting person. Thinking carefully, since entering the illusion, my life has become eating, sleeping, and hitting Haierbo."

"Can you hit him?" Rowena maintained the gesture of covering his mouth and laughing, looking like a kind teacher looking at his boastful student, "I will rely on you in a moment."

"Although I don't know why, the Blurred Fantasy Land is indeed my home court."

Nelson lowered his hand from his hair, unbuttoned the windbreaker, and checked his hand inside. He sorted out the wrinkles on his body. Under Roina's surprised gaze, the surrounding scene collapsed quickly, the first one to collapse. On the roof of the office, the entire chandelier flew straight up into the sky, and the bricks on the surrounding walls immediately behind, faded in the air, turned into white mist and quickly dissipated.

Nelson got up from the chair, the bench behind him also turned into white mist and shattered. At this time, the pure white scene returned to the surroundings. The only people who still had color except for the two people were the one where Rowena was sitting. The armchair is gone.

"I underestimated you," Rowner took a deep look at Nelson, stood up, and said, "Now think about it, you should come to my college to study."

"I originally had this idea, but that hat didn't seem to respect my choice."

Nelson turned around, stepped forward, stepped forward, and the surrounding mist quickly retreated. They were surging and wailing, full of greed for the huge memory of Rowena Ravenclaw; on the back heel, retreat. The fog slowly receded, and he returned to the scene of confronting the crowned yew wood-the Ravenclaw Tower many years ago, the wind continued to flow, the eagle-headed horse-winged beast flapped its wings again, brass The telescope reflects the light of the sun.

The woman who looked exactly like Rowena Ravenclaw maintained the movement before being swallowed by the mist, the skin on the wooden body continued to stretch, and Nelson closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the well-dressed Rowena had quietly stood in front of him, as if nothing had happened.

All this was so continuous that even Nelson couldn't help wondering whether what had just happened was a sudden dream.

Until Rowena waved his hand in front of him, the clear voice pulled him back to reality.

"Let your friend stop, and if you fight again, the forest may really be razed," Rowena waved at the starry sky outside the tower, and the scenery outside instantly turned into a scene where Tom and the dryad were fighting. Asked casually, "Salazar is really lucky."

Nelson looked out, and saw a towering giant tree waving its roots and Vineman across from Tom. The huge eyes were open on the tree, looking at Tom together, and the green beam came from there. One after another, shot from the giant eyes, and shot at the big silver ball that was only half behind him. Nelson saw that he was standing stiffly inside, and Tom outside was constantly mending the hole of the silver ball with magic, defending himself against the attack. At the same time, he shot a curse that was incomparably small compared to the giant tree.

However, it is these seemingly weak curses. As long as it touches the roots of the giant tree, it will let out a mournful cry and disconnect the roots on its own. Its huge body also makes it difficult to evade, Nelson noticed Then, this seemingly powerful tree was covered with carbonized and completely dead penetrating injuries. These injuries continued to spread to the surrounding intact bark, and the breath of death spread from the body of the giant tree to the surroundings. , The surrounding trees have become charred and dry claws, and fell to the ground miserably.

The yew that had gone to Half-Life attacked Tom more frantically. It had given up on using vines to resist the spell, had given up defense, pulled out almost all of its roots, and shot Tom from the ground.

Tom, who was hitting the real fire, also got angry, waving his magic wand, and various spells greeted him forward.

Nelson raised his eyebrows, and under the guidance of Rowena, he stretched out his hand to explore the scene ahead.

In the next second, Nelson, who was protected in the silver ball behind Tom, opened his eyes, and a silver shield was suddenly unfolded in front of Tom. At the same time, the tree's long-planned puncture hit Tom from the ground, and a silver light. Flash, the hard roots broke in half.

Tom turned his head immediately and saw that Nelson, who had suddenly changed his hairstyle, was moving his muscles and bones.

"I thought you were poisoned by that tree spirit," Tom jumped into the silver ball, checked Nelson with his eyes, curled his lips, and stopped paying attention to the vigorous explosion behind him. "Are you done?"

"It's done," Nelson nodded, "I found the real Rowena Ravenclaw."

"Then let's go now—" Tom's words to his lips were swallowed abruptly, his eyes stunned, and he asked, "Wait, Ravenclaw also made a Horcrux?"

"Young man, you can't talk nonsense," Rowena suddenly appeared behind Tom, stretched out two hands and grabbed the shoulders of the two of them. "There are many ways to make people leave a voice, such as portraits."

As soon as the voice fell, the three of them were already in a large underground space, which seemed to be located at the roots of the tree stumps. The densely large and small roots formed a huge vault above the head, and a straight and thick tree trunk stood in the center. Nagini was neatly laying on it, and countless tiny vines went around the tree trunk to tie Nagini firmly.

"This is—" Tom still maintained a vigilant expression, and Rowena interrupted him before his words fell.

"The situation is urgent. We said as we walked, at least this blood curse orc might soon be completely beast if it is not resolved, and the Helbo soul fragments on her body will become more and more unstable. I see from her memory. You once captured a basilisk in Salazar's secret room. I wonder if you brought its fangs here?"

Rowena finished this sentence in one breath. As a memory, her face was not red, heartbeat, and breathless. After listening to this passage, Tom had probably restored the full picture of the incident. Tom was shocked by her considerable vital capacity. Thinking about what Nelson did during the time he was in a coma.

"No...what's the use?" He looked at Rowena, already changing his expression.

"Oh, I hope to tell you," Nelson patted his forehead. "The fangs of the basilisk can effectively kill the soul, especially the Horcrux."

"I see," Tom nodded and drew his wand. "Are you the basilisk's teeth? How many?"

"From here to Hogwarts--"

Before Rowena finished speaking, Tom had disappeared. She shook her head helplessly, and continued, "——The magic power consumed by Apparition is not something you can bear."

"Trust him," Nelson said. "What do I need to do?"

"I heard about your bold plan." Rowena looked at Nelson, his eyes full of appreciation. "You are so bold."

"Is it feasible?" Nelson asked nervously. He didn't know what the level of Royner's polymorphism was, but as the founder of Ravenclaw, she should be a great wizard who is proficient in magic.

"I don't know. I have never seen such a crazy experiment of transfiguration." Rowena shook his head. "After all, an animal with a human mind or even a human soul is very rare in itself, but I have seen similar ones, they are all Failed."

"Failed..." Nelson quickly recalled the history of magic that he had seen related to transfiguration in his mind, but soon, as if a basin of cold water was poured on the top of his head, he closed his eyes droopingly.

"Some of them are indeed close to success. It was a magical experiment on Minotaur, which was misrepresented by many as the product of transformation failure. In fact, he was infinitely close to success at that time," Rowina put his hand on On Nelson's shoulder, he said, "The subject at the time was captured by a crazy wizard. You are different. Although your plan is very rough, the magic is very rough, and the potions you are looking for are very rough, but... "

"But?" Nelson opened his eyes.

"But she totally believes in you," Rowena patted Nelson's shoulder hard, looked at Nagini trapped in the vine, and said softly, "She trusts your friend, Sarah without reservation. The younger generation of Zha, this is not something you can do with a snake-like voice. Similarly, she is also willing to trust you that your friends trust."

"Can it be improved?" Nelson clenched his fists. "I have a way to quickly get the potion that I can find on the market. I can—"

"Sorry, it's too late, the final alienation has already begun, and I don't know how to stop the alienation of the blood cursed orcs, not to mention, even if she can wait, the other two souls in her body won't wait," Roy Na shook his head, "But I think you are very close to success-a plan that seems to be quite reasonable, a wizard who is proficient in transfiguration, and I, the guidance of Rowena Ravenclaw...Oh ?He is back?"

"Tom?"

A black shadow suddenly appeared in the air, and a long slender vine stretched out from the trunk, rolled into the air, entangled the sweaty Tom, and gently put him down.

"I... came back!" Tom panted, one corner of his robe was rolled up, black hair wet with sweat hung messily on his forehead, a pair of black eyes staring straight at Rowena, panting. Asked indifferently, "I brought my fangs, what else do I need?"

Tom quickly unwrapped the corners of his robe, and with a sound of "dingling banging", his feet were covered with sharp fangs gleaming with unknown black light.

As a memory, Rowena shouldn’t have any complicated emotions~www.readwn.com~ In fact, helping Nelson and Tom no longer seemed like a choice she would make, but at the moment Tom’s black eyes appeared In front of her, the deep memory in her heart was touched. It was when Hogwarts was just founded, and the proud but determined Salazar Slytherin silently followed the three of them, still talking in Gryffindor. When making the plan, he had silently selected a castle suitable for teaching and moved it to the position that Ravenclaw liked.

"No," she shook her head and said, "it's enough...I don't have the ability to fight people directly, I can only guide you."

"Look at ours."

Nelson drew out his wand neatly and flicked the hem of the windbreaker. He leaped towards Nagini. The lost fog instantly filled the hollow underground. Tom's vision was obscured by the white fog. When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was The extremely weak Nagini was covered with dark green blood vessels, which throbbed violently, as if something was about to break out of the shell.

Tom finally understood Nelson's intention to tie his hair up, and his half-length hair would not affect his actions in the ubiquitous wind that engulfed the memories of the dead in the illusion.

As if returning home, Nelson drew out his wand very smoothly. A spear made of mist fell from the sky, holding Nagini's weak soul in the center, and shouted angrily, "Get out of here!"

"My great, kind and generous master," Haierbo's voice came from Nagini's body. He didn't even bother to pretend, this lazy greasy emphasis sounded like a provocation, his voice stopped. After a pause, it sounded again, "What is this big memory next to you? Are you ready to reward your loyal servant with food?"

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