My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Tom pressed hard against the iron maiden spikes around him and walked towards Nelson. The position held by the spikes turned into semi-illusory and semi-solid black smoke, and he walked out unscathed.

"You imitate me?"

Nelson whistled softly and rushed towards Tom. Under the command of his right wand, the spikes quickly realized and combined with each other. A chain with the first dart on it flew towards Tom from behind, dragging a huge net as a hood. Come.

But Tom easily cut it in half with another arc of light, but simple monster-breaking cannot make this magic weapon lose its vitality. It can still be transformed into other shapes, hindering Tom’s attack, and even It can be divided into half and attached to the black walnut wand in Nelson's right hand.

A slightly thin but very delicate second hand-shaped rapier appeared in Nelson's hands, and those fragments or parts still floating in the air could cooperate with each time Nelson swings the sword and interrupt Tom's attack from time to time. , Sometimes blocked Tom’s retreat, and Tom’s hurried magic was quickly crushed into powder under the carefully prepared props.

But Nelson’s attack was still unable to help him. The two of them sometimes got close to each other and sometimes pulled apart. In the gleam of magic, their figures passed by Ludwig who was nailed to the ground, and Tom even took time out of his pockets. He took out the magic wand and threw it to him. They quickly circled around Marguerite, who was a madman. The dense sharp blades flew around at high speed, constantly impacting the standing circle of the two of them. Sometimes these blades moved away. The cheeks and even the eyes are only a few centimeters away, and the pierced air can already be felt on the face, giving people a stimulating experience of dancing on the tip of a knife.

Tom felt itching in his back, and he couldn't look at it. He could only fight Nelson and his fellows while looking at Margaret, who had a dull face and her eyes filled with mist.

He threw two curses in the past, and seemed to want to knock out the warrior who was in the way.

"You are really so useful!" Tom thought bitterly. In the blind spot of his perspective, dense golden dots climbed on his back, tore his clothes and got in, and looked closer. It can be seen that they only have a bulging torso, eight slender metal legs, and a sharp probe at the lower part of the body, enough to inject any liquid hidden in their torso into anyone's body.

Of course, Nelson didn't put any poison, but controlled them to occupy Tom's arm. When Tom realized that the joints of his right hand were so stiff that he could not move, he lowered his head and saw a golden arm exposed under a broken sleeve.

"My lord, the times have really changed."

Nelson stopped and walked forward under the protection of the remaining metal soldiers. He poked Tom's arm, smiled and pulled the wand into his hand. The golden parts in his right hand were unassembled and fell to the ground. He took three wands. Tucked his pocket and rubbed Tom's hair with satisfaction.

"Not yet, my lord."

A scheming smile appeared on Tom's face.

"boom!"

Someone's gasping sound came from behind.

...

When Nelson opened his eyes again, he had been moved to the auditorium. He was awakened by the itching on his face. After opening his eyes, he saw Alphad and Dwight holding two quill pens on his left and right. Drawing on his face, a few lower-grade students took their magic wands and stabbed them in their arms as if they were studying some strange objects.

Nelson raised his neck and tried to do it, but was interrupted by a sharp pain from the back of his head.

"Lie down first, Miss Joey said you got a heavy blow on the back of the head, what might be..." Alphad stopped writing, thought for a while, and said, "The stress reaction may be disgusting, or you can't hear or see. , Just lie down for a while."

"Who attacked me?" Nelson said dryly, realizing he was playing off.

"Who else? Tom was **** by you, that Durmstrang's little flat-headed lung was pierced by you, and most of his ribs were broken-this is what Miss Joey said," it looks like Alphad What I just thought of was not what Miss Joey said, but what should be painted on Nelson’s face. At this moment, he wanted to understand, and started to draw, "Of course it’s that woman, sizzle, it’s so cruel. It seems that you really made her anxious. You lay on the ground and made up for it twice. Miss Joey said, if you didn’t use her bone spirit when you were a child, you might be seriously injured. Then I would I can only go to the school hospital to take care of you."

"You?" Nelson shook his head, only feeling like a ball of paste in his head, "Can't you find a gentle and careful person to take care of me?"

"You think too much, the gentle and attentive people have been driven away, Miss Joey also said that only rough care can make you wake up faster."

"What about Tom? Did he win the championship in the end?" Nelson closed his eyes.

"Almost eat two sticks, that Sagan seems to be crazy," said Dwight on the side, "but before she can do it, your giant will do it first. They are all saying that you are restricting it. Function, the moment you lay down, it grew a lot bigger and started to breathe fire... It took Professor Dumbledore a long time to restrain it, and then rescue the four of you. Tom is okay. He hid in the basilisk's mouth early, for fear that he would lose his life, and that madman almost let his little people with big sticks give Dumbledore two sticks."

"call--"

Nelson turned his head vigorously and looked at the cloud platform. The towering Alexander stood alone in the setting sun, tightly bound by thick golden chains, and restless steam spewed from the joints. Suddenly, the chains were broken. Straight, Alexander turned around, staring in Nelson's direction with a twinkling one eye, and then fell silent.

"Tom just came to see you. He seems to be very upset. You can now explain to yourself that restricting the giant's ability is not a good excuse to fight with him."

Walburga’s face crossed Alphad’s face and appeared in front of Nelson, with Myrtle, Christian and a few other acquaintances squeezed beside him, as well as a sniff who was sniffing on Walburga’s hat. Diamond, looking at Nelson's face, she "pushed" and laughed, but fortunately, she covered her mouth in time, otherwise the painting on his face would be flowery.

Walburga took out a mirror and held it in front of Nelson, "But instead of this, you should look at their abstract paintings."

"This is the scene of your giant fighting the basilisk!" Dwight nodded firmly.

In the mirror, Nelson's face looked like a strange fat man with a watch on his head was using a mop to poke the opposite fire-breathing Tyrannosaurus. He felt a pain in his brain and closed his eyes in pain.

The playing field over the Black Lake has been removed. Except for the auditorium, there is only a suspended platform dedicated to the three warriors to greet and cheer. Tom and the three stood in the center of the platform, receiving the attention from the auditorium.

"Let's pay tribute to the wonderful performance of the three warriors together!" The voice of the commentary sounded over the black lake again, and the audience immediately burst into applause and applause like a mountain roaring and tsunami. He cleared his throat and the auditorium quickly quieted down. "The judges on the rostrum will score points based on the performance of the Warriors when they pass the level. Each of the ten judges will score a maximum of 10, with a maximum of 100 points. Don’t worry, take advantage of the judges’ scoring effort. Let us continue to cheer for the warriors!"

"Wuhu~"

"I swear, this is the most exciting Triwizard Tournament I have ever explained." The judges on the podium discussed enthusiastically, and the commentary also had a lively chat with the audience. His humorous speech made the audience haha. Laughing, "Indeed, I have only experienced such a Triwizard Tournament in my life, but no one can guarantee that someone will invent the magic that travels through time, so that I can go back hundreds of years ago and explain the three-wizard competition at that time. Strong competition, right?"

time travel? Simply unheard of!

The audience was amused by his thoughts, and for a while, the audience was full of joy.

"By the way, Nelson, Professor Dumbledore asked if you could put your Alexander on the banks of the Black Lake as a display before it gets dark today," Walburga's voice rang in his ears, "Guests are right. It is very curious, especially after you were knocked sap, its shape even thought I was very handsome!"

"Isn't it handsome before?" Nelson nodded strenuously.

"It's okay, but it's not my dish, you know, I prefer the kind... well, that's Tom's kind of wizard," Walburga said softly, "By the way, my father asked me to ask you about it. , Buy it?"

"You just say you like Tom," Nelson rolled his eyes. "Why do you buy it? It's not handsome, and do you think I will sell it? That's the library there."

"Ok……"

"Dear audience, let's take a look at the final results of the three warriors!"

After a long time, the voice of the commentary finally floated over the heads of the audience, and the water curtain in front of it collapsed and turned into a round water ball, attracting everyone's attention.

"First of all, Mr. Ludwig Kant from Durmstrang." The water ball twisted from the waist, and soon, a transparent hourglass slowly emerged in the sky, half of which was filled with golden gravel. "The judges unanimously agreed that Mr. Kant has an excellent experience far superior to others in dueling. His spells are accurate and simple. He can always choose the most suitable magic in the face of a specific situation. In terms of defensive skills, Mr. Kant’s iron armor curse is top-notch in terms of defensive ability, defensive area and casting speed, and the special magic he inherited from Durmstrang also played an important role in the third level challenge. Role."

When the commentary read the judges’ evaluation of Ludwig, Ludwig’s wonderful shots appeared on the water curtain that had turned into an hourglass. The shot of the gorilla's crotch using the flying curse to summon the key when it finds an opportunity, and the dragonborn supersonic bat is integrated at the bottom of the black tower, and the shot of the double-winged mayfly grows from behind, and it is lased. The shot of the spear nailed to the ground...

Looking at this scene, Ludwig had mixed feelings in his heart. He put on a new robe, with a thick bandage wrapped around his chest, and now he felt heartache even after taking a breath.

"Although he was the first warrior to fall in the third level, he still used his magic and courage to create opportunities for the other two competitors to climb the giant and face the enemy..."

At this moment, the hourglass played the scene of his shaking his wings and a warrior flying towards Alexander's head in one hand. For a time, loud applause filled the surface of the lake.

"So, based on his performance, the final score given by the judges was 59 points! The judge who gave the highest score was Professor Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts, who gave him the lowest score! ——"

"Ahem!" The assistant interrupted him and gave him another piece of paper.

At the same time, Ludwig clutched his chest and said softly, "I should eat a zero egg."

In the hourglass above the audience, the fine golden sand fills up about 60% of the space~www.readwn.com~Okay, okay," the commentator yelled in cheers, "The second warrior, Ma from Boothbarton Miss Greet Sagan, her performance in the first and second levels is almost the best among the three warriors. Her performance has been highly praised by the gatekeepers of the submarine level and the biscuit castle level, presumably Everyone has also seen that, although she did not see too clearly due to the screen problems in the first level, her response to various dangerous monsters in the second level was perfect! "

Margaret blushed a little. She changed into a long windbreaker, hid her face in the collar of the windbreaker, looked at the two audience stands in the sky, and gave up the idea of ​​looking for Queenie.

"Although her disastrous performance at the start of the third hurdle caused the other two warriors to be killed by the gatekeeper Nelson Wiltning almost without resistance," the commentator said with the note in his hand raised, "but We can still see her magic skills and the metamorphosis almost comparable to the third level, and, with the help of Tom Riddle, she got rid of her control and found the right time to manipulate the metal soldiers she deformed to knock down. She won the gatekeeper, so after discussion by the jury, we finally scored 82 points for her."

Margaret was surprised that she was able to get such good results. She didn't know that the second level of Queenie's external display was really shocking. She almost did it alone. Many people add up to it. Things that couldn't be done, such as smashing a dementor into dust, made her achieve exceptionally high grades.

The hourglass above my head is 80% full.

"The last warrior is Tom Riddle from Hogwarts! Let's see, what can he get if he passes the first level the fastest, the second level perfectly, and the third level to the end? "

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