My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"What kind of tree is that?" Tom frowned, staring at the towering tree that stood out from the crowd.

"It looks like a... spruce?" Nelson asked, looking at it, "I don't know why there is a spruce here, but it looks very special. You think the guy who attacked us would be there ?"

"Although it looks like an important place, I don't think what we're looking for is there," Tom shook his head, pointing in the opposite direction to the tall tree, "Nagini is over there."

Following Tom's pointing, Nelson saw endless ordinary trees, no different from any direction in the forest, even in that direction, the trees were a bit sparse due to the nearby stone mountains.

He nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He manipulated the iron falcon under his seat and flew straight towards Tom's finger.

"You're right, the more conspicuous the place, the more likely it is a trap," Nelson's half-length hair was curled into a beautiful lion by the strong airflow, and he set up a barrier on the iron falcon's back, saying loudly, "No I know if you have noticed that since we flew this way, the attack from the ground has not stopped."

"Is that so?"

Tom turned his head, put his face on the barrier, and looked down. A leaf flew up from the bottom and stuck to his scalp with a "swish". right."

"How far away?" Nelson controlled the Iron Falcon to spread its wings and soar, enjoying the freedom of flying in the air. He turned to Tom and asked, "Is there any specific number?"

Tom nodded, stretched out his right hand, opened his left sleeve, and put his index and middle fingers on his wrist. Nelson noticed that a black snake-shaped rune that looked like a tattoo was slowly emerging with red light. Tom closed his eyes , frowned, and said, "The direction of your flight needs to deviate to the left hand side for an hour, about two miles ahead, but it is relatively deep, and it may be buried."

"What's the situation?"

"Healthier, at least he can answer calls." Tom noticed that Nelson had inserted his hands into Iron Falcon's back, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"You will soon find out."

The next moment, a tooth-piercing sound of metal rubbing sounded from the iron falcon's body. It tried its best to spread its wings, and sharper daggers stretched out from the interlayer of feathers. Nelson did not disguise their appearance, The flickering cold light shows that these dagger-like feathers are used for killing.

Immediately afterwards, these cold feathers fell off in a row, turned around in the air, dragged the slender and hot tail flames and shot forward neatly, and rushed to the ground almost in the blink of an eye.

Tom didn't have time to blink, and saw that the forest under his feet had been shot into ruins. Unlike the previous scorched and smoky scene, after the feathers fell to the ground, due to the high temperature melting, the liquid metal quickly covered the land On the surface, although the ground is not completely covered, this interconnected metal ground is like a forest scar, making it difficult for plants to regenerate in this place in a short time.

A simple round of volleys won for the two of them a wide, level road without trees, not short or long, exactly two miles.

Under the influence of the high temperature, some dry trees spontaneously ignited. Seeing that a forest fire was about to sweep the surrounding area, however, the forest responded in a timely manner. While dragging their roots, they moved towards the open space created by Nelson in a distorted posture like a human walking, while the rest of the trees that were not on fire shook their canopies, watching off the same kind that were sent to death by the flames.

"Hiss...that's disgusting." Tom couldn't help being speechless when he saw a moving tree for the first time.

"It's okay, at least it proves that they are afraid of burning." Nelson blinked, stretched his hand back, and grabbed Tom's wrist.

"Okay, I'll Apparate!" Tom yelled.

"Okay, it's almost here, let's go straight down, let the bird bump forward and open the way for us."

"Okay, you are good at shooting such strange things." Tom nodded and asked, "Is this bird expensive? Will it cost you too much to hit it..."

"No, for me, as long as it can be transformed, there is no difference between a bird and a lump of iron. If I win, I just need to get the material back later." Nelson shrugged, "Of course, if I lose Now, I don't need to collect materials... that's right now!"

After finishing speaking, the two suddenly disappeared on the iron falcon, and saw the giant bird spread its wings to the maximum, and strong white light began to burst out from the gaps in the eyes, mouth, and body joints, as if something was about to come out of the body.

Immediately afterwards, it aimed at the place where the trees were densest in front of it, stopped its forward momentum, and uttered a clear bird song. The magic power contained in this bird song was enough to make a fragile life faint. The next moment, white light broke through its body At the connection point above, a loud bang resounded over the forest.

Under the glaring white light, Tom, who had no time to cover his eyes, was temporarily blinded.

The explosive sound mixed with powerful shock waves hit, and Tom finally had time to plug his ears. He opened his eyes with difficulty, just in time to see the scene where the surrounding trees fell under the impact in a way that was the opposite of worshiping. Looking around, There were stubbles of trees broken from the middle everywhere. He raised his head and found that the iron falcon that was suspended in the air had disappeared, replaced by a rain of fire mixed with countless metal balls. They crackled, ignited flames, and went into the forest every corner of the

"Outrageous." Tom shook his head and scanned around. He didn't find Nelson's figure, so he closed his eyes and felt Nagini's position.

"Dark wizard, I open my arms and let you attack, do you know why?"

The cold female voice suddenly appeared.

"You finally spoke, I thought you were beaten dumb over there before." Tom said disdainfully, "Hiding around like a mouse, do you still have the face to ask questions?"

"Poor stupid people," said the female voice with strong pity, which is Tom's most annoying emotion, "for you, my unknown is the most powerful weapon. Look at you madly under the unknown." The bombardment looks like fallen leaves can never imagine the scenery at a high place, how pitiful, I never show my true face for stupid people."

"Aren't you a dryad?" Nelson's voice broke in suddenly. Tom opened his eyes and saw the translucent Nelson slowly emerging from the air. He turned his head and winked at Tom. Said, "I've seen through you."

"What did you say—"

Before the female voice could finish speaking, a dense cold light suddenly flickered in the forest in front of Nelson. The large number of metal balls he dropped through the explosion of the iron falcon were finally arranged, and they stretched out tough and slender filaments to connect with each other. Flying at high speed, the cutting efficiency of these filaments is higher than any kind of ax or saw blade in the world. In the exclamation of the female voice, the ancient trees fell to the ground, and soon, there was no one in the large area ahead. A tree still standing.

"I'm destroying the environment. It's really a crime." Nelson stared at everything in front of him and said hypocritically, "It's all your fault, Dryad."

"I--"

The female voice shouted in surprise and anger, "I'm not a dryad! Arrogant dark wizard, you don't even know who you're talking to!"

"Who?" Tom asked with mock curiosity.

"I'm Rowena Ravenclaw!"

The moment the female voice called out his name, Nelson gripped the wand tightly, pushed his palms forward, and a violent gust of wind swept forward, blowing the scattered sawdust and cut trees into the distance. The bare ground was covered with thick and dense annual rings, looking up at the sky like the eyes of the earth. Nelson made the ground in front of him too flat, so that the things they faced could be seen clearly. Nelson scratched his head and poked Tom with his elbow.

"That's it?"

Tom wasn't as reserved as he was, staring at what was in front of him, mocking, "Can anything say it's Rowena Ravenclaw now?"

In front of them was a solitary wooden pile squatting on the ground. This wooden pile was old and looked thicker than any surrounding trees, but its trunk had gone somewhere, and it was also covered by something inside. After the erosion, a huge hole faced the two of them, showing the hollow of the tree stump at a glance.

The stump is a tree that has been dead for a long time. It is rotten and loose, exuding a dead breath. Inside the hollow, a slender branch protrudes from the only body on the stump that still has some bark on it. Although it is also lifeless, But at least it exudes some vitality. After all, it is an incredible thing to pull out a new tree from such a lifeless tree stump.

Tom's breathing became short, and a crown made of precious stones hung from the root of the branch. Although there was some dirt on it, this did not prevent it from emitting a dizzying light--this light is only for those who can see It's worth a wizard, but for ordinary people, it's just a gaudy ornament.

Looking at the distance between himself and the crown, Tom shook his head, calmed down, and waited for Nelson's next step and better timing.

"Can you see what kind of tree that is?" Nelson asked suddenly.

"It's the same as my wand." He held the wand, looked down, rubbed the natural texture of the wand with his hands, and said softly, "This is the stump of a yew tree. Before it was cut down, it should have been It has grown for hundreds of years."

"No wonder you can draw a stick from a stake." Nelson suddenly realized that, in the cognition of wizards, yew is often associated with life and death.

After asking this question, he didn't speak any more. He was extremely nervous, as if he couldn't do anything about the weak stake in front of him, which made Tom suspicious for a while, "Is there any trap that I haven't discovered?" He couldn't help thinking.

"So," Nelson said suddenly after a while, "Nagini won't be killed by my bombing, right? I searched around and found nothing."

"..." Tom closed his eyes and replied, "She's still where she is. As I said, she's underground, probably swept away by the roots."

Nelson nodded and stepped hard on the metal ground under his feet. The metal behind him seemed to come to life. After melting, he squirmed and crawled forward, protecting their feet when they moved forward.

The female voice was strangely no longer anxious, and returned to the coldness at the beginning, and continued to ask:

"Dark wizard, I open my arms and let you attack, do you know why?"

"Because you can't defend yourself," Tom said, looking at Nelson who was concentrating on paving the way. "It's just bluffing. Let's kill it directly. She won't be able to resist."

"Since it will lock Nagini underground, it proves that there is still something underground." Nelson is like a hardworking old bee, diligently manipulating the metal to wrap the ground, "Have you noticed its sound?" It's been going on in our heads right from the start, and I think it has the potential to attack us mentally whether we're far or close, so the necessary distance is a must."

"What a pompous fellow."

As soon as Nelson finished speaking, the female voice sounded again. He turned his head and looked at the tree stump where the crown was hidden. The jewel in the center of the crown shone with intoxicating brilliance.

Immediately afterwards, Nelson felt that his body could not move. He shrugged at Tom with his last strength. The metal floor rolled towards the center and formed a ball, wrapping the two in the center. A set of strangely shaped devices emerged from the forest. Flying out of the middle, gun barrels protruded from the feet of the two of them, which seemed not to be trifled with, and the army surrounded the two of them.

In the field of vision of the two, the surrounding scenes flowed rapidly, time was reversed, the sun rose and set in the east, raindrops flew back to the sky from the soil, tall trees became low, bushes grew into seeds, until the stump in front of them abruptly rose. A towering tree grew, almost exactly the same as the towering tree Nelson had seen at the beginning.

A woman in a royal blue dress was standing under the tree, gently stroking the thick yew tree trunk, her long black hair was hanging down casually, and she was wearing the crown that belonged to Ravenclaw on her head.

She turned her head and looked at Nelson and Tom, frowning, her owl-like bright yellow eyes shining, she let go, pulled her wand from the cuff of her dress, and walked over.

"Dark wizard, your coveting of knowledge is really fanatical," the woman said disdainfully as she walked up to Tom with her chin raised and her nostrils showing strong pride. , "It's a pity that your magic has gone astray, otherwise, for the sake of your fanatical desire, I can reward you with some knowledge."

Tom couldn't move. He tried his best to break free, but he didn't expect that the first thing to be untied was his mouth. He spat softly and said, "Do you know what it is to be the founder of Hogwarts?"