My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

While Tom was checking his wand, Nelson was busy on the terrace on the roof of the Ravenclaw Tower. An owl threw a huge package at his feet and looked at the two-meter-high and two-meter-wide cube package in front of him. He felt a little distressed about the slapped owl and couldn't help but want to touch it.

But this small and cute owl was a bit arrogant. It escaped Nelson's touch, and rushed to the owl room behind him, and quickly disappeared among the group of chirping owls.

"There is a character, I like it," Nelson said softly, "I will look for you in the future."

"Whoo!"

A small dark figure rushed out of the owl room and fell into Nelson's hands.

It was the little owl, who was rubbing his head against Nelson's palm, making a cute expression.

"It's a good boy, I will choose those big guys next time I send a package."

The little owl pecked Nelson's index finger with satisfaction, and jumped back to the owl room.

"Need help? Nelson, your suitcase looks heavy."

"No, I just need to move it back with the Levitation Charm," Nelson politely declined. After he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head. "Professor Dumbledore, why are you here? I thought you were setting up the playing field."

"Oh, in order to prevent us from cheating, I think it's better to leave the job of setting up the venue to Constance," Dumbledore blinked and stepped forward to hold the box. "So I volunteered to take notice of the contestants. I’m missing you, Nelson."

"Ah? So fast?" Nelson raised his eyebrows. "I think there will be a while after half an hour from the game."

"Waiting will always obscure your concept of time. In fact, the game is about to start in fifteen minutes." Dumbledore raised his head and looked in the direction of the Black Lake outside the terrace. "You are going to move it. Where?"

Nelson looked towards the Black Lake in Dumbledore’s direction. The calm waters of the Black Lake were at this moment a turbulent scene. A witch in a golden robe stood on a floating rock and floated over the Black Lake. , Her figure was so far away that there was only a small one, but Nelson still judged from her color that it was the principal of Boothbatton, Professor Constance.

The dragon that was towing Boothbarton's big ship got rid of the shackles of the chains, and was roaring and spreading its wings over her head, blocking a piece of the sun. The dragon was carrying a huge metal platform on its back, and the edges of the platform shone with magic patterns. Glow, on the platform, strangely-shaped magical animals are waiting solemnly, waiting for those who come to visit.

"That's Newt. He has hidden gems in every magical animal. The warrior can only go to the next level if he obtains three gems," Dumbledore explained. "If you understand the habits of magical animals, this is very Easy, but if you want to attack... then he will be attacked by all magical creatures, even me, it’s too much."

This is just a corner of the first round of the Triwizard Tournament. In addition to the platform where Newt is located, there are also various floating buildings distributed over the black lake, which are connected by thick black steel ropeways:

A slender standard duel site sits on a cursed floating boulder. Flivy is waiting for the challenge of the warrior. Only if he defeats him can he go to the next level.

A huge silver cauldron belongs to a potion master who is very famous in France. His test item is to jump into the cauldron and then climb out. The cauldron is filled with poisonous mist and traps made of potions. Warriors need to use it in the cauldron. Materials to resist these poisons.

A miniature pastry-like castle, which belongs to another witch from France. It is said that she has a study of the soul beyond the age. Her castle hides all kinds of monsters that affect the mind, and the warriors need to enter through the front door and climb Go to the fourth floor and leave.

Inside an octagonal iron jail, it was a test from another student of Durmstrang. Nelson had a relationship with him. It was the strange guy with a hooked nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes. It's a pity After that day, Nelson never saw him again and didn't know what he was good at.

Several ropeways protruding from various venues extend into the water of the Black Lake. The lake is a checkpoint from a famous German adventurer. As long as you can dive under the water and find the key he prepared, you can pass the level. Of course, in the water There are also many "surprises" for the warriors.

Except for the Durmstrang student, these levels and Nelson's guesses based on the collected materials are basically not bad, but unfortunately, out of the more than 30 candidates, only six were selected in the Triwizard Tournament.

"Are they going to challenge every level? When do they have to fight?" Nelson asked curiously.

"No, just get to the end." Dumbledore pointed to a black tower in the clouds. "That's a field lent to you by an unnamed friend for free. These levels are connected to each other, as long as Through two of them, you can reach the final level, which is the black tower that your friend gave you."

"..." Nelson raised his forehead, praying not to see a statue in front of the black tower.

"As long as they pass your challenge at the earliest, they will be able to end this game." Dumbledore said. "But, compared to this, did we go there sooner?"

"Wait a minute, Professor." Nelson opened the parcel with his magic wand, which turned out to be a piece of silver ingots that had been "processed by some magic." He looked up. "Let's go, Professor Dumbledore."

"Ok."

Dumbledore stared intently at Nelson’s pocket and held his arm, leaving the empty parcel on the ground quickly turned into a pumpkin carriage. After a while, Nelson was sent to the seat from his unnamed friend The top of the black tower as a gift.

Dumbledore left quickly. A few seconds later, the auditorium by the Black Lake actually flew up, carrying the students of the three schools and the guests of the judges into the air, and stopped in front of a grass-green bubble. The best place to watch the game, you can see all the cards except the underwater and the black tower.

As the organizer, how could Hogwarts not expect this? There are three huge water **** floating around the auditorium. After the game officially starts, they will display the pictures of the three warriors in real time.

"Guests! The much-anticipated Triwizard Tournament is about to begin!"

A loud and passionate male voice resounded across the sky. Today’s host is a professional Quidditch commentator who has explained the fifteenth World Cup. He quickly aroused the emotions of the audience, and three water **** quickly appeared on the three water balls. The high-definition face of the warrior.

"It can be seen that our three warriors are as puzzled as the audience present. Before the start of the game, they knew nothing about the competition system! Their goal will be to break through at least two levels and finally climb to the top of the black tower. At the top, they will face the most powerful wizards in various fields, pass their tests and gain their recognition! This will be an adventure full of unknowns! Every participant does not know what level they face What is it, this will be the most comprehensive and meticulous test of magic! Three warriors, you must be careful from choosing the route!"

The starting point is located in the center of all the cards. Tom and the three are squeezed on a one-meter square platform, wrapped in green bubbles. Checkpoint.

The excited Ludwig was wiping his wand.

Marguerite looked indifferent, but her slightly trembling hands when she took out the glasses still exposed a trace of tension in her heart.

Tom raised his head and looked firmly at the black tower in the clouds.

The three of them have different expressions, but they are not afraid.

"It seems that even if we choose a different path, we will meet at the end in the end. Will there be a confrontation in the first round?" Ludwig looked at the two beside him and said with a smile.

"Maybe you won't be able to reach the end." Tom lowered his head and said blankly. With a flick of his arm, the yew wand fell into his hand. "If we meet at the same level, the confrontation will be advanced."

"Why don't we fight here now?" Margaret suggested. "Maybe that would be easier."

"No, I can't wait to find my friends."

Tom shook his head. At the same time, the green bubble burst with a "pop", and the surrounding scene fell in front of the three of them. Looking at the iron rope, Tom stepped on without hesitation.

"The game begins! The warriors are off!" The commentator yelled passionately, "The first warrior to make a choice is...oh! The youngest, Tom Marvolo from Hogwarts Riddle! His footsteps are steady, the path he chose is—"

Listening to the commentary coming from under his feet, Nelson was also excited. The professional commentary is the professional commentary, but he is still a little hopeful about what will happen if the commentary is Alphad.

"——He chose Newt Scamander’s Fantastic Beast Test! Is our Riddle warrior someone who knows all about magical beasts? Or is he confident that he can stand alone against the dragon’s back What about the magical animals?” The commentator did not forget to popularize the audience, “Newt Scamander is a world-renowned magical animal expert. His "Where are the magical animals" was rated as the most authoritative magical animal illustration in history. , Was selected as a textbook for ten magical animals related courses in magic schools..."

Tom's footsteps are fast and he has reached the middle section of the ropeway.

"Our second warrior also made his choice. He is a warrior from Durmstrang, Ludwig Kant! He once won the Durmstrang duel contest in the fifth grade. His choice is-oh! He chose the duel test of Felius Flivi!" The commentator yelled quickly, "Felius Flivi was once obtained by his exquisite magic like sewing. The champion of the European duel competition is a famous duel master. Our young duel champion is the first to choose to challenge the wizard who has won the highest honor in the duel? How brave!"

Tom turned his head and looked at Ludwig who was behind him. The two did not take the same ropeway, but the two checkpoints were very close. Ludwig also cast his eyes on Tom. The two nodded in greeting. Walk in your direction.

"The last one who made the choice was Margaret Sagan," the commentator drank saliva and moistened her throat. "Now there is only the last way left for her. Or, the first test is that she is prepared to choose and before. The two warriors are the same? Oh! What is she doing?"

The audience's gaze was attracted by Margaret, and she saluted the audience gracefully, raised her wand, and then jumped in depth.

"She—she—she—"

The commentator even said three "shes", and finally suffocated one sentence, "She chose to go to the bottom of the lake to find the key!"

Marguerite stretched her body in the air and fell rapidly under the action of gravitational acceleration. Feeling the sound of the wind, she closed her eyes. When approaching the lake, her skirt fluttered by the wind was like a clever fish tail.

And in the process of falling, her body kept shrinking, and scales grew on her body, which turned into a red fish in her breath!

"It's not easy~www.readwn.com~ But, our last warrior, the witch from France, shocked everyone! She became a fish! When the fish enters the water, it will be let her swim world!"

Margaret entered the water without splashing.

"Come on, Tom," Nelson stood on the edge of the tower, looking down, "Go get back the honors that are at your fingertips."

Listening to the voices and cheers coming from the commentator, knowing that Tom had reached Newt’s level, Nelson turned around and came to the spiral staircase leading to the bottom of the black tower. This tower only has the base structure of the tower and the stairs. There was no such thing, like a barrel, Nelson looked at the dark interior of the tower, raised his hand, and a silver lighter appeared in his hand.

He lit the torch at hand.

"Bang-bang-bang -"

The torches inserted next to the spiral staircase lit up from top to bottom.

He opened his arms, and his robe remained motionless even under the high winds.

Strands of silver light flew out from his pockets, neckline, and cuffs, like mercury pouring down the ground, and flowing down like a waterfall into the empty tower.

"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom."

The fine impact sound reflected back and forth between the circular walls, and completed a brisk concerto with the black tower.

"If you can climb up, even if you win."

Listening to the bite of gears from inside the black tower, Nelson took it out of his pocket again, and after a while he took out a folding stool. He pointed his wand to the somewhat rudimentary folding stool, which quickly turned into a folding stool. A gorgeous high-back chair.

Nelson sat in the center of the tower with his back to the sun, his hands on the armrests, "I thought it was Lu Bu in the Three British Wars, but I didn't expect that I was Lu Bu."

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