My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"This is-"

A hangover-like dizziness came to Tom's mind. He pressed his temples hard, the peeping from the broken mirror gave him a splitting headache, and the hand holding Nelson's shoulder twisted convulsively into chicken feet. It was not until the hot bloodstains spread to his fingertips that he regained his senses. Looking at Nelson whose robes on his shoulders were wet with blood, he showed a guilty expression, "I'm sorry... I'm here to help."

"It's fine," Nelson smiled and tapped his shoulder with his wand. The bandages that had been ripped open tied the wound on their own. He twisted his shoulder and handed Tom a small crystal vial, green potions dazzling all around. "It makes you better, Tom, we're about to go, are you nervous?"

"What's so nervous? Aren't you Lu Shumenqing?"

Tom took the bottle and drank it without looking at it. The refreshing taste spread from his mouth to his limbs. It was as if he had swallowed a whole block of ice in the dog days. , couldn't help holding up the empty bottle and sighed: "Professor Sykes is really a good person... By the way, let's go, hurry up."

"It's okay, when we step into time, the time outside is meaningless to us."

Nelson shook his head, clasped Tom's wrist with his backhand and took a step forward. Tom only felt as if he had penetrated an invisible membrane, and the squeezing sensation from all directions enveloped him. This strange passage seemed to When he was repelling him and trying to squeeze him out, it was the first time that he carefully observed the environment he was in. A small mirror with extremely fine fragments was inlaid on the inner wall of the passage, connected together, from different The angle reflected the two people in the passage. He tried to stare at one of them and waved his hand, but the "Tom" inside did not act like him. Instead, Nelson next to him raised his head and smiled through the mirror. After saying hello, he was surprised to find that each of these countless small mirrors showed a completely different state, and some of their own backgrounds were not even in this channel. They did not seem to reflect the light in the channel, but instead It is showing the appearance of the world on the other side of the mirror.

They correspond to every possible choice made at the moment the two are in.

The passage stretched straight ahead, but the reflection of the mirror made it look like he was in the body of some giant creature, and it was crooked. Tom turned his head and looked behind him. The passage behind him was equally long and covered with countless numbers. The clear mirror is equally dazzling.

Nelson called Tom, but he didn't respond, so he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Tom's eyes. The crisp sound without echoes instantly brought Tom back to reality. He saw Nelson pointed to his neckline and said, "Tom, Your button is torn."

Tom lowered his head, only half of the button on the neckline was left, and the section was still being eaten away by the magic power sticking to it, maybe it was spilled by the body fluids of the struggling viper not long ago, he shook his head and tore off the button , and dropped it in a mirror in a corner.

"Are you nervous? Nal?" Tom noticed that Nelson was holding a pair of ragged boots he had picked up from nowhere, standing beside him like a scavenger, leaning slightly to avoid the boots on the boots. mud.

"Did you see it?" Nelson smiled and took a deep breath, "Like when I learned to drive, although I practiced countless times on the training track and passed the test to prove my skills, But when I first hit the road, my hands on the steering wheel were still sweaty."

He rubbed his outstretched hand on the pocket of his coat and wiped away the sweat that didn't exist. He looked like a simple and honest guy walking on a blind date. Tom almost smiled when he saw his appearance, and said, holding his forehead: " You can still drive, why didn’t I know? Speaking of which, didn’t you just go to experiment to travel through time? Where did those nearly 2,000 bookshelves come from?”

"Oh, that," Nelson said, waving his hands back, "I just tried to use the time converter to speed up my time. These are the history books I collected in those days. Unfortunately, the history of BC It is filled with all kinds of ignorant myths and legends, which is why we have to set out in person to find the answer."

"Hey—" Tom took a step back, "then how do you know we can do it? I read a book before, what if we kill my grandfather by mistake?"

"Aberforth has already told me the answer, and we will definitely succeed. Of course, I have to verify it first... I will go back when I go."

Nelson squeezed Tom's arm tightly, as if he was afraid he would die, and then yanked it forward, Tom experienced a portkey-like but completely different experience, he felt like he was being pulled by his hair. Tow, just wanted to scold his mother, but saw Nelson disappearing beside him, "By the way, you don't have to worry, your grandfather is already dead."

"Hey!"

Tom was a little flustered, but the next second, Nelson reappeared beside him, the boots in his hands were gone.

"You guy—"

"Sorry, I forgot about this," Nelson waved his wand, and the mayflies emerged from his pockets, forming a submersible-like cover, wrapping the two of them together. His face was full of excitement and anticipation, as if the one just now The nervous self was another person. The "submersible" accelerated under the control of the magic wand and made a roaring sound. The outer mayfly was quickly crushed into thin slices, and was quickly replaced by a new mayfly. He held the The non-existent steering wheel held on to the brim of his hat and shouted, "Hogwarts will definitely have at least two classes to introduce me in the future!"

"You are really crazy!"

Tom gritted his teeth and scolded, and then, the "submersible" rolled forward like a manic porcupine. The two people inside were thrown back and forth by centrifugal force like hamsters in a hamster ball. Tom only felt dizzy, Not even the strength to scold Nelson.

He could only see Nelson constantly taking out small silver **** from his pocket and crushing them. The pure magic power restored and transformed by Sykes constantly replenished the consumption caused by the reversal of time. Squeezed on the inner wall, restraining the feeling of dizziness and nausea, staring wide-eyed, staring at everything around him curiously.

He saw the Hogwarts Express that had just been attacked not long ago, and in a trance, he saw a man walking from behind them turn into the piece of debris, and he saw a younger Nelson standing in the passage ahead. Before I could make a sound, I heard Nelson shouting "Go!", knocking the statue next to Nelson aside, and knocking the confused little Nelson out with a ball...

Past events flashed through his eyes like a slideshow. Five years of campus life flicked his fingers. He also saw Nelson drifting in the world like a rootless duckweed. At that moment, he found that Nelson's chanting for a new toy had stopped, the two of them slowed down, and the mayflies around them burst into flames like fireworks under the pressure.

He turned his head to look at Nelson, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground in the inner liner of the spherical container, with his head down, rubbing the ring of the Gaunt family that he had brought back before departure, Tom understood, looked out, and the solemn scene of the cemetery appeared In every mirror, every Nelson does the same thing—sitting next to a tombstone, rubbing a ring with a resurrection stone.

Just as Tom was about to say something, he saw Nelson grabbing the ring and swiping his wand forcefully, his speed instantly accelerated, and Tom was thrown to the inner wall again, cursing as he saw the surrounding scenery quickly regress, seeing the dilapidated room. On the sign of the bar, Nelson flicked his wand, and a fusiform mayfly shot out of his sleeve like a dart, containing a strong force, as if to shatter the mirror, flying towards the back of the Pole. past.

"Nar..."

"Hierbo has proved by facts that his life was taken by Professor Dumbledore's death curse," Nelson said lightly, without looking back, "This has brought him a lot of trouble, don't worry. , correcting this little mistake is not enough to affect the course of time."

"You decide."

Tom shrugged, the surrounding scene was like flowers in the fog, and he couldn't see it anymore. Nelson finally completed the deconstruction of this "time submersible", separating the inner tank from the outer shell, and they could finally sit in it stably. , no matter how much it rolls outside, no longer need to be thrown around like a violently packed package.

A few seconds later, Tom's childish voice reached his own ears:

"Hello, are you Nelson Williams?"

This was the first conversation the two had when they met, and it was not friendly, even a bit tit-for-tat, the speed of the "submersible" slowed down significantly, and Tom saw Nelson take a deep breath and push the non-existent car gear, from From here, time does not belong to them.

"Let's go."

Tom patted Nelson on the shoulder, and Nelson's face suddenly turned pale. He crushed two small silver **** in a row before a trace of blood appeared. They traveled through their own lives. They still have realistic projections, but no one knows. , whether the bizarre journey ahead welcomed them.

Tom pursed his lips. He knew that he couldn't help Nelson, so he could only encourage him as much as possible.

Time quickly reversed, and he saw the unrepaired tattered front of the Xicheng Orphanage in Xue Ye, and a weak woman put the infant on the steps.

In the next second, they completely shredded the film that wrapped them and hindered their progress. In the roar of gears and steam, the silver paint on the mayflies peeled off, exposing the brass parts at the joints, but the mechanical and magical Never cowering like a human, their deformed groans sounded more like an indomitable battle cry to the two of them. Nelson suddenly stood up from the ground, the windbreaker stirred frantically, and a green plant wrapped in a crystal ball fell. Being hugged by Tom, more and more small silver **** flew out of the pocket, like planets revolving around the sun, bursting with bright light, pure magic poured into Nelson's right hand holding the staff, his arm was like oil. It was difficult to move like a swimmer, his arms were shaking, and he could barely hold his wand.

"Xi…"

Tom stood up, took the wand in his left hand, and pressed it **** Nelson's arm, which he swung hard.

He didn't know what kind of magic Nelson was going to use, but after years of tacit understanding, he watched Nelson's mouth and chanted the spell at the same pace. The bow of the ship gave up and rammed into the glacier with only sharp corners exposed!

The silver chain of the time-turner dangled from Nelson's sleeve, the almost stagnant hands trembled wildly under the tug of magic and time, and the sturdy metal made a noise of being torn.

Tom didn't feel the pressure, he could only see Nelson's clenched teeth and the flesh pressed against his bones, he could even see the faint golden light between Nelson's ribs, Miss Joy's playful golden ribs at this moment Became Nelson's aid in resisting the pressure.

His teeth were almost crushed by himself, and he spit out the next incantation with difficulty:

"…day…"

With the fateful joint effort of the two, the tip of the staff cut through the time that had been blocked since its birth, and the distant starlight in each fragment of the mirror gathered towards him, and the eternal trajectory became this tiny dive. A lighthouse that rides the wind and waves, guiding the correct route to history for it.

"…Heavy…"

This is a spell that has never been seen in the world, it does not rely on enchantments, polymorphism, black magic or other known magic, it doesn't even have a definite date of birth, because it was born in the flow of time. , after uttering the almost complete syllable, Tom felt the magic power being released to the wand uncontrollably like a broken dam, far exceeding the spell he had to prepare for a long time. Nelson's hand held firmly.

Tom opened his eyes, and under the light of the stars, with the rapid beating of the hour hand, surrounded by planets and star rings, the two young men uttered the last syllable in time. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

"…now!"

The wand swiped down smoothly. At the moment when the spell was completed, a sigh appeared in their ears. Those stagnant obstacles disappeared. They fell weakly, and the suddenly accelerated "submersible" dragged their backs. , keeping the two challengers in a standing position.

They looked at each other and smiled. The crystal ball with green plants fell from Tom's arms, hit the ground, and shattered. The flowers withered and continued to bloom, which contrasted with the long tunnel they were in, like the body of a snake of ouroboros. .

The unfamiliar scenes flashing past are so fast that it is impossible to see clearly, and even the era is difficult to distinguish. Buildings are retracted underground, soldiers' spears are replaced by long spears, the smoke from factories is poured back into the chimneys, and the prosperous fields grow long. Jagged, slash-and-burn barley and soybeans, medieval churches collapsed and replaced by temples supported by white columns, the occasional language obscured...

Nelson stared straight ahead, pinched his watch to watch the time, and finally, at the moment when the magic power was about to run out, they squeezed into a huge mirror, the big silver ball cut through the sky, and ignited a raging fire in the friction with the atmosphere. , they passed a grand circular theater, attracting the eyes of the citizens in robes.

The flames rolled, like a sturdy horse, pulling the sun towards the Temple of Apollo on the top of the mountain in the distance.

The citizens bowed down to the ground and shouted the name of the sun god. The thunderous sound came into the ears of the two of them. They struggled to get up. Nelson's crazy idea became a reality. Thousands of years have broken into this distant, mysterious and ignorant era!