My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

　　 "We are in big trouble."

　　 Andre squinted his eyes and stared at the huge creature flying away in the clouds with open wings and feet, stepping on the sun, and murmured solemnly.

"What's the matter?" White raised his right hand to his forehead to block the sun, and he looked at the dragon who did not know where he was flying, and asked curiously, "Isn't it just a dragon? Our family has a dragon farm in Romania. , As long as the right spell is used, an adult wizard is enough to subdue a dragon."

　　 (Nelson: I feel you are targeting me.)

"No, this is not the same as the dragons in your family that regularly bleed and sell money. It just looks like a dragon." Andrei's tone was still very nervous, and he walked over to Zweig and said something to him. Whispering, continue to speak, "The dragon is just a simple-minded magical creature, but this does not mean that it can use magic... Have you seen the light flashing under its feet just now? It seems to be an accelerated magic , It does not fly on wings, but on the acceleration of magic power-can you imagine what it would be like for an invulnerable creature to perform magic?"

　　 Everyone knew it, and was deeply worried about the current situation.

"We..." Nelson was a little confused. He couldn't help asking, "Are we here to slay the dragon? Didn't we come here to investigate a wizard? Since it wasn't here to slay the dragon, then the one flying in the sky? How powerful does it matter to us?"

"Oh this," Andre smiled and shook his head, relaxed his tight body, and said in agreement, "We are always called bad guys by people outside, which makes me a little bit into this image, and that's right. We are here to observe, not to find fault."

　　 After all, he straightened his collar and walked towards the gate of the castle courtyard.

　　 Suddenly, the clouds in the sky thickened at an extremely fast speed, and the air became moist and thick, exuding a breath of wind and rain.

"What is this again?" Andre turned and raised his head, looking at the direction the dragon was flying away. In the distance of the sky, a violent white light flickered, as if some animation works would be blinded by a blank screen when zooming in. All the people present, when their eyesight recovered, the rumbling sound of heavy objects was slowly crushing from the sky with the sound waves that made people stand up, followed by an unbearable one. After the impact, Nelson only felt that his chest was hit hard by a sledgehammer, and his whole body flew out, hitting something severely with his back, and then he fell to the ground and stopped.

In a daze, he saw the distant sky presenting a bizarre sight with half of the fire red and half of the golden light gleaming. A green dragon flapped its wings and hovered in the firelight, and its green scales were reflected in the fire light. This kind of weird and solemn black, like the black dragon Nidhogg in Muggle myths and legends that constantly gnaws at the roots of the World Tree. Behind its splayed wings, a huge circular magic pattern engraved with complex inscriptions rotates, like a magic circle commonly seen in fantasy novels. This magic pattern constructs a three-dimensional beam of light in front of the dragon’s growing mouth. They gathered together to form a tiny but extremely bright ball of light. Then, the ball of light shattered, and a crimson pillar of fire spewed out towards the creatures opposite the dragon.

The flame was warm orange-yellow, like a fire in a fireplace, but Nelson understood that the flame was not gentle at all, and even evoked the deepest fear in his memory—that was when he had just arrived. When it comes to this world, the dazzling red that occupies the entire field of vision.

And the animal opposite it has no loss in the magic. It is a big bright yellow bird, which looks like a phoenix, but it is a circle larger than the phoenix, and its wingspan is several times that of the phoenix. , The tips of the three pairs of wings can fit perfectly into a circle, as if the whole body is made of wings. The gorgeous and slender golden feathers are struggling to support in the flames. It **** its six wings, and the thunder and lightning swept through the storm. Here, let the giant dragon's huge body be bathed in the baptism of lightning in an instant.

I don’t know how long it took before Nelson opened his eyes, covered his chest and stood up. Now he can see three double images when he looks at things, and an unbearable roar echoes in his ears. He opened his eyes and saw The gold and red in the sky are still fighting in the eyes of the storm. Time has not passed for long. He turned his head and looked around, resisting discomfort and squatted down to look at Zweig who was lying on the side of the tree behind him. It was him who hit him.

　　 "Are you okay?" Nelson touched his shoulder, but Zweig was still on his stomach.

"Just let him lie on his stomach." Andre's voice sounded from the side. Nelson raised his head and saw that he was holding his wand, standing nervously beside White. The two stood back to back in a wary posture. Looking around in the woods, he saw that Nelson was okay. He sighed for a long time, "I told him to protect you. You don't need to worry about him, he will be fine in a while."

　　 "But..."

"Did you forget? On the cruise, he received White's obstacle curse with his face. He is different from us." Andre looked at the rustling bushes nervously, and said to Nelson, "Take you out. Come here a little bit, Zweig’s business is also important, but now..."

Nelson followed his gaze. A tall, thin wizard in a long black trench coat was walking out of the path they came. He was holding a wand in one hand and a black silver-rimmed leather in the other. Suitcase, the moment he saw Andrei, he raised his wand, pointed it at his face, and said solemnly: "Andre, why are you here? Do you have any conspiracy?"

　　 Andre ignored his question, just raised his wand and confronted him across Nelson. By the way, he finished the last part of the sentence: "But now, we are in big trouble."

　　 "Nelson, hide behind us." White whispered, "Be careful of his box, that's Newt Scamander."

Nelson got up from the ground and stared at the uninvited guest in front of him with his wand tightly. He squinted his eyes and tried to constrict the ghost in his vision. When the ghost was condensed into one body, he saw that he was hiding in the other days. The face of Senior Hufflepuff, who had eaten, met the look in his eyes.

"Nelson? Why are you here?" Newt's tone was frightened and angry. His right hand holding the wand was firmer, while his left hand flexibly extended his little finger to pick up a buckle on the top of the suitcase, and a small slit opened. , A dark shadow came out from the gap and wrapped around his arm. He stared at Andre’s face and said angrily, “You are getting no lower limit just like your boss, and even the little wizard is caught.”

　　 He then turned his gaze to Nelson, and said with concern, "Don't be afraid, I will rescue you right away."

　　 "It's not..." Nelson shook his head. He always felt that the current situation was not quite right, so he had to explain weakly, "Things are not what you think, we..."

The three people on both sides did not hear his voice. They moved slowly, as if they had a tacit understanding, they stood and took the battle circle away from Nelson's side. The atmosphere between the three people became more tense, this kind of tension. Still climbing, no one spoke, but silently stabilized the hand holding the magic wand.

This tense atmosphere was quickly broken. With the changes in the battle in the sky, a clear bird cry came from afar, Newt took the lead in moving his hands, and the three quickly formed a ball relying on the terrain. Sex spells are flying in the air.

Nelson fought hard and looked at the battle not far away. In his imagination, White and Newt were both "defeated men" who were successfully attacked by him. The old man, Andre, was not much better. However, the battle at this moment It completely refreshed his cognition.

　　 These three are all senior wizards with high magical power. Their spells are all silent when they fight. This alone can stump most mediocre wizards, but the quiet battle is even more murderous.

In Nelson’s impression ~www.readwn.com~Newt is a stray Hogwarts graduate who has not received a complete magic education, and his talent is mostly reflected in the field of magical animals, and he has not heard of him. What achievements have been made in the duel.

At this moment, Newt changed from the enthusiasm and shyness he had in the hotel a few days ago. He squeezed his face, pressed his lips tightly, and waved his wand without expression. Following his movements, he was simple and unpretentious. The beam of light flew from the tip of the rod, making it difficult to discern its purpose, and their power did not disappoint Nelson. In the collision of the spell, the old forest quickly became a mess.

And he is also very aware of his own advantages. When opening the box on the first floor, magical creatures that Nelson has seen or never heard of come out to cooperate with his attack. When his obstacle spell hits White, one has only two heads. The dozing three-headed dog jumped out of the woods and pounced on White. Although it was finally repelled by Andre, it finally caused a lot of trouble to the two of them.

As the tried and tested cadres among the saints, White and Andre’s magical abilities are naturally not a problem. What puzzles Nelson is that they don’t use black magic very much in battle, but some skilled little evil spells are also obtained. In the end, two fists were hard to beat four hands. Although Newt had the help of magical animals, he still fell into a disadvantage. It gradually became difficult for him to accurately control his spell, so a blue and faint beam of light was in the air and White’s The Iron Armor Curse collided and shot Nelson at a twisted angle. How similar this scene was to Dumbledore's experience back then.

All three people in the battle noticed the spell. Newt twisted his body and stretched out his wand to Nelson, while Andre on the opposite side was even more anxious than him, but the speed of people couldn't be compared to the speed of the spell flying. Nelson was still thinking about the second before the curse Feida: "What is this blue curse?"