My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"End it, Alexander."

The last rays of the sun fell on the mountain, and as soon as Nelson's voice fell, Alexander's one eye shot out a fiery light that could pierce any night and fog, hanging high in the silver rain that enveloped the sky, like a sun that would not admit defeat. .

Its huge body slowly walked out of the silver rain. Although it has a skeleton similar to that of humans, the body and armor attached to it are still in the style of steel and steel, and the metal armor covering the whole body can't see the color. Looking at it, it looks like the bronze armor of the ancient warriors, but if you change the angle, you can see the silver light that is smoother than the mirror surface. Taking two steps back, the golden edge is wrapped in silver armor, like a king who is driving himself. , it seems to exist in the time turbulence that changes in disorder all the time, no matter what age people see it, they can see at first glance that it is an invincible warrior.

The eyes that looked at it almost fell into an instinctive intoxication, and its beauty was almost natural - the structure of the upper body showed more exaggerated lines than a few hours ago, and the arms that reached the ground were connected with sharp shoulders. The fortress that rises to the sky is like two towers that reach the sky, almost occupying the entire inner city. The shoulder width is quickly tightened at the waist, making its torso look like a standard inverted triangle that can no longer be standard. It is used for walking. The legs are a little weaker than Kong Wu's torso, but the overall structure does not appear disharmonious, as if such a huge giant should grow like this. Even if this makes it, its movements only seem slow. .

In the eyes of onlookers in the distance, Alexander's body is covered with a layer of looming fog, and every movement of Alexander is accompanied by frame-like flickering, and the brain can't even complete its coherent and complete movements. Walking" to the side of Momoran, who flew two blocks away due to the impact, when he recalled it again, not only could he not imagine the gait of its walking, but even its appearance in memory became blurred.

Half of its body sometimes has a glass-like transparent texture, and the complex, criss-crossed mechanical structures that are like human internal organs are running regularly, and there is no longer any pipes spouting gas or exposed iron rods. Even the previously impressive rune was gone, and if it wasn't for a magical glow from time to time, wizards would even think it was a Muggle creation using their technology.

The expert looked at the doorway. Dumbledore, who had not fallen at all and had witnessed everything, stared at the part of Alexander's skeleton exposed from the transparent deck. Those former Runes had transformed into a skeleton with its original body and condensed in the skeleton. surface, they are more solid and more rationally arranged.

What he didn't expect was that the magic power belonging to Nelson would not rule Alexander's body as before, but would only serve as the support of its core. Its current body is entirely composed of those mayflies with seemingly simple structures. can afford such a behemoth? Dumbledore was a little skeptical, but for now, Nelson's theory of breaking it into pieces seems to have come true.

He did not expect this situation. For Alexander's investigation, he is no less than any wizard in the world. He even deliberately dismantled a single mayfly, trying to find out the principle of Nelson's manipulation of a large number of individuals. What, but their ignorant intelligence seems unable to understand the advanced tactics of more than a few words, Dumbledore recalled the scene of Nelson controlling the mayfly to fight, why in his hands, those seemingly endless gadgets can be so flexible?

After carefully observing Alexander's internal structure and assembly process, he couldn't help laughing, Nelson tricked everyone in an almost obvious way - most mayflies do have simple intelligence, and their self-made cores are also It didn't give them the ability to have smart minds, but it was enough. Dumbledore remembered the tactics when the musket first appeared on the European continent. Three rows of soldiers took turns to design, creating an endless barrage effect. And the mayfly's tactics are so simple, but their number is too large, and no one would think of marking them separately when fighting Nelson, which constitutes the illusion that each mass-produced mayfly has infinite deformation forms. .

He remembered the magic factory he had visited. Everyone was doing repetitive work in their own position, but after each process, a complex magic tool was born.

Under people's gaze, Alexander appeared in front of the half-crawly silent, towering one-eyed indifferently overlooking the lake-like monsters that spread disorderly, and the hand that was almost dragged to the ground slowly lifted and then slowly fell. , As if the silent action was expected, the air vent on the arm opened, and countless rays of light were flexibly bent in the air by the refraction of the silver rain, lighting up Berlin in the twilight like a goddess scattered flowers.

The next moment, the sharp and scorching spear completely blocked all the retreats that Silently chose, turning this terrifying monster into a trapped beast in a cage.

...

"Should we destroy the dark wizards or control the muggles first?"

A serious inquiry sounded in the quiet conference room of the International Federation of Wizards, "Or, we give priority to—"

"Does anyone know why those Muggles can use magic?"

The old wizard at the head had a grim expression, but his trembling pupils revealed his inner restlessness. The thousand-year-old order was collapsing. Seeing the most terrifying silence in history, seeing a wizard create an army of steel, Seeing Alexander like a miracle, or even seeing a wizard who chooses to betray his identity to help a Muggle is not enough to leave an expression on his face that has been through too many storms, but at this moment he is really panicked, Muggle Insulation against magic is an eternal rule, and he can't imagine what the world would be like when there are billions of wizards.

Will the world be destroyed by magic? Will the proliferation of magic cause natural and man-made disasters... and last but not least, can the rare wizards maintain their detached status?

There was silence in the conference room, no one knew the answer to this question, and figures disappeared one after another. After a while, they returned to the crowd with shocked expressions.

Before the old wizard could speak, they began to explain sentence by sentence.

"That thing seems to be the invention of Nelson Williams, and it first appeared in Boston, the home of Second Salem, where the scandal broke out in the United States a few years ago."

"It is called 'Missionary', and it was originally a magic spell storage device made to help people avoid black wizards. It can store released spells in a similar way to flashback spells, and use specific buttons to activate them when needed. ."

"He didn't hide it at all! I just found out that he even registered two appearance patents with the Muggle government in the UK and the UK Ministry of Magic! And on the day the International Confederation of Wizards was established, he filed a filing with us! Damn , he was still under scrutiny under Dumbledore's supervision to atone for what he had done at the Wizarding Fair...a blatant provocation!"

"But this seems to be a procedure that is strictly followed by the charter."

"So this is provocation... Damn, he has no self-consciousness as a wizard at all, he is tarnishing his magic power and blood!"

"I warn you not to say such things. No matter what he did, he is the son of Mergan Wiltnin, and his blood should not be the object of your accusation."

"Okay," the fiery wizard glanced at the lady who had finally arrived, nodded and said, "I only thought he was a careerist with more discipline than Grindelwald, trying to gain a place among us. , now it seems that he is plotting the whole world, and the poor Muggle is playing with his hands as a tool-"

"Wait a minute," someone interrupted him, "I have his patent book in hand. I noticed that this thing has been approved by us. When did it happen?"

"Did you forget about the first meeting?" the person with a good memory said faintly, "It was the meeting where he was interrogated in chains. He said that in addition to the magic factories he had mastered, he also had a A special gift for us."

"Is that what it is?" the questioner continued, "but I don't remember him saying it was for Muggles."

"He didn't say, look at what is written in the patent book," the respondent took out a photocopy of his own and read, "a defense tool for those who are not good at dueling, and we are already in the wizard Saw this thing at the fair, a couple of Muggles used it to fend off our guys for a few minutes while they were fleeing, I remember they were survivors of the Second Salem incident. "

"Why didn't anyone notice this at that time?"

"It only appeared for a few minutes, and it didn't show much except for small magic spells such as the Iron Armor Spell, and it was not at the level of fighting back and forth with the dark wizard now," the person reading the patent book said in a low voice, "I thought it was It's just like the amulet we can buy, the iron armor can be cast at a critical moment, and even the secrecy law was torn up at that time, who can care about this little thing."

"And after that? But what about after? Did no one notice after that?"

"Didn't you notice it?"

"I have something to do—"

"Who's all right?" Another Egyptian wizard joined the quarrel, "Since that day, the saints under Grindelwald have been running around like crazy, don't know what they're doing, just ask 'Trade', our energy is all about them, completely unaware that a poisonous fruit is taking root right under our noses... not to mention, I think some of us are deliberately covering this thing up, we are not monolithic."

"who is it!"

The topic of wizards quickly turned from the dark wizards in Berlin to Nelson's "missionaries". As a group of senior and prestigious wizards, they knew the priorities of things very well, and the dark wizards who could be eliminated at any time even if they had Green Devo's powerful strength and power are only a matter of wizards, and sharing magic power with Muggles is absolutely intolerable.

"Looks like there's a traitor among us." As the quarrel intensified, the old wizard waved his wand, and the noise in the room disappeared, replaced by his hoarse, old voice, "The priority now is to deal with the current crisis, It's also the first really big thing that's happened to us since the founding of the International Confederation of Wizards... Muggles are using wands, it's just gibberish... Secrecy is nothing compared to it, we're here and they happen to be Being alone in a tough fight, it's hard not to feel like this is an opportunity that fate has given us to make up for our mistakes."

He coughed and said aloud: "As for other things, let's talk about it after we put out the fire that shouldn't exist. I believe some people are just confused for a while and don't know what promises you got, but what I want to say Yes, if the wizard's unique position of mastering magic no longer exists, do you have any advantage over those Muggles who can give birth like pigs?"

He put down his wand~www.readwn.com~ The voices in the room began to ring again.

"By the way, where's Dumbledore?" someone asked suddenly, then shouted with a slap on the forehead, "It must be him, it must be him covering up Williams, no wonder he hasn't moved at all so far, I— "

"Shut up!" The old wizard raised his arm, and the shouting wizard was hit by an inexplicable force and flew out, almost embedded in the wall clock on the wall of the conference room, he lowered his voice and warned, "Here At this time, you have to make groundless accusations against innocent people. What do you feel at ease? Even if Albus really has other ideas, as long as the crisis is resolved, all the faults related to this incident will be forgotten, and it is not you now. When we form gangs, we face a catastrophe that could destroy wizards!"

There was silence in the conference room, and a few people who seemed indifferent were particularly dazzling.

"So, did you go and dismantle that big guy?"

The carefully manicured nails pointed out the window, and people just saw the silver light gushing out of Alexander's chest, completely engulfing the silence scattered like a lake, and the night became brighter than the day, and the witch withdrew her hand, with intriguing eyes Looking at the old wizard whose body was a little stiff.

"Contact me with Borgin Burke," said the old wizard, when everyone's eyes were turned white, "it's time for him to play a role, and Grindelwald, I know his philosophy, He must not want to see his disciple turn into a clown who betrays his blood."

"..."

"By the way, did Williams bring the wizard in the ward upstairs?" After a moment of silence, he said indifferently, "Let's gather the people, bring the wizard, and let's set off in the dark."

(https://)

Please remember this book's first domain name: . Mobile version reading website: