My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 444 Time Converter

"If I were you, I wouldn't want to touch it."

Nelson smiled and stretched out his arm, blocking Tom's hand reaching for the veil, "Remember? Our old friend Hai Erbo fell behind the curtain like this, and even the meaning of existence was erased."

"I just..." Tom withdrew his hand, and kept opening and closing his palm. The moment he got close to the veil, he only felt that there was something behind the tattered veil that was attracting him, and kept whispering temptations in his ears. Whispering, at the same time, complex and dense hissing sounds sounded in his ears, as if countless snakes were lying on his chest and pouring out their plans to him, but when he withdrew his hand, those sounds disappeared in an instant, and the surrounding It was palpitatingly quiet, he shook his head, clutched his inexplicably cold right hand to his chest, and murmured, "This is really an incredible gift."

Everything around was surprisingly quiet, and he couldn't even hear the sentences coming out of Nelson's opening and closing mouth, as if he was deaf and could not receive any sound.

All of this was something Nelson had never experienced before. He looked at Tom as if he had been cast a petrification spell, and he didn't even know what happened.

Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound came from behind them. In the absolutely quiet environment, the continuous noise instantly broke through Tom's eardrum and pierced his brain. He covered his ears with his hands and covered his face He showed a painful look, as if he was under the pressure of Nelson when he walked towards the "door".

Nelson hurriedly approached, but Tom was already lying on the icy stone steps in pain. The piercing chill of the dark underground and the heat emitted by the lava under pressure hit his soul at the same time, making this tiny human being It was difficult to hold back in the trembling, everything in front of him became blurred, and even Nelson in front of him was divided into two ghosts with the same movements.

Tom's head hit hard on the hard steps, and there was a buzzing sound in his mind, and the scene outside the black door appeared in the corner of his eyes, the skeleton of the incomparable basilisk was collapsing, and countless The mayfly put down the work in his hands and rushed towards it, but it was still difficult to stop the giant from collapsing.

In the last moments of falling into a coma, Tom saw the basilisk's fangs dig deep into his own tail, and a symbol came back to his mind.

It was engraved on the cover of the green magic book by Haierbo—a snake biting its own tail. This black wizard thousands of years ago had the same ambition as him—to leap to death.

But he failed. In the face of death, Hai Erbo's self-righteous efforts were not worth mentioning. He inevitably slipped from the abyss to another more desperate abyss, but he was not a pure loser. The ouroboros pattern that is Haierbo's logo is not a simple mark or symbol, it is a word. In the era when Haierbo lived, wizards were keen to use words to explain and define nature and magic, and Haierbo Having done the same, longing for eternity, he branded with his magic what was most essential to this world.

The Ouroboros symbol represents death, death after death, death within death.

It is a text different from other ancient runic texts, it failed because it was not compatible with the world and magic, and it was not consistent, but it was also successful because it was able to resist the magic power of death just like Haierbo resonance.

All this happened in an instant, Nelson caught Tom who fell to the ground, but under his tightly closed eyelids, the eyeballs were turning frequently, and the complicated green runes were flickering crazily, towards the dark pupils, the blond hair, the mouth Disdainful, in fact, Tom, who has already mastered Haierbo's entire legacy by heart, is being unlocked by the key of death.

In fact, they have no restrictions at all, but the proud black wizard did not expect that in the future thousands of years later, there would be someone who possessed his magical power and ambition.

In front of Tom, there was a short cry like a revolving lantern—fragile cats, soldiers who died in the war, elders who died tragically in street attacks, all these scenes showed the fragility of life, and all of these made people Tom was terrified. He didn't want his life to be like theirs. No matter how bright it was, it was just a flower that would wither eventually.

At this moment, Haierbo's magic progressed even faster, and they had already eroded the edge of Tom's pupils. Soon, these deep black eyes would be sunk in poisonous green.

Tom's vision began to change, from those bloody deaths to everything he cherished--a childhood that was not beautiful or miserable, the joy of having his first wand, the friends he met on the way to school, the love from the weak. The satisfaction gained from him, and at the end, Nelson's trance figure overlapped and became extremely clear.

His resistance to death is not for eternity, but for fear of losing. Everything he owns is too precious to this child born under the influence of the love potion, so precious that he is enough to make an enemy of the world.

The phantom of the black snake emerged in his heart, opening its bloody mouth, no longer like the Patronus that Tom summoned with the magic of speech, but more like a beast driven by instinct, it rushed into Tom In the eyes of his eyes, he used its greed and madness to gnaw at those dazed runes. The eternity pursued by fear is not worth mentioning in front of love. The snake holding Tom grew bigger and crazier in the process.

The real Haierbo has long been taken away by the gate of death. What Tom is experiencing is a war with himself. This is not good news. On the contrary, it makes Tom's situation more dangerous.

"What's wrong with you? Tom!" Nelson yelled loudly, slapping Tom's cheek constantly. Under his command, a mayfly loaded with therapeutic equipment quickly approached.

But Tom was still immersed in the struggle, half of his pupils had been dyed dark green, but they were defeated by the stirring of the black snake, and it was no longer a problem.

"Don't shoot...don't shoot."

After an unknown amount of time, Tom finally opened his eyes, smiled and held Nelson's wrist, "If you keep shooting, your face will be swollen."

"Damn it, I thought you died of a sudden illness."

Nelson breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and dispersed the special mayflies that had approached and were about to rescue Tom.

"It's not good to use the damn particle for a person who is almost dead," Tom said, relying on the strength of Nelson's arm, he stood up from the steps. The dry stone steps were already wet with his sweat. Tou's hair was tightly attached to his scalp, his eyes were wide open, he looked at Nelson, and said softly, "Help me, are my eyes okay?"

Nelson looked at it carefully for a moment, then nodded: "No problem."

"That's good," Tom breathed a sigh of relief, "I won. According to Professor Dippet's theory, my eyes are the same as usual, so I am still me."

"What happened?" Nelson asked eagerly.

"I used to have the same thoughts as Hai Erbo, but I am more advanced than him. It's a simple principle. I have everything he has. As you said, he is really our good friend," Tom stretched out his hand. With the hand holding the magic wand, he waved lightly towards the collapsed basilisk skeleton in the distance. The giant snake, which was shattered to the point of structural collapse, slowly raised its neck under his control, and tried to climb up, using an extremely humiliating gesture. Firmly holding up the somewhat unstable underground space, Tom looked at his palm with a drunken expression on his face, "I'm right, those people who are swallowed by the power of black magic are just mediocre people who have no ability to control them." .”

"But you were almost swallowed." Seeing Tom's movements, Nelson was completely relieved, but no dying person can have this kind of ability.

"That's because of the back of this rag...well, that's because of... well," Tom clapped his hands awkwardly, and changed the subject, "The time is coming, don't delay your business."

"Okay." Nelson shrugged, turned and walked towards the door of the dark room.

"I didn't expect that what I have been pursuing so hard is here with you. What a trick of fate."

"Fate never messes with anyone," Nelson walked out without looking back, "because what I'm after may also be in you, Tom, it seems that you got a blessing in disguise, and you have some insights on death, since So, can I ask you to help me identify the anchor point behind the door?"

"of course."

Tom turned and walked towards the black door, into the darkness.

"Boom-"

Out of aesthetic needs, Nelson installed countless clocks of various types in this hollow underground lair. At this moment, these clocks were played at the same time, playing a stirring chord, and all the working mayflies stopped. , looking at their Creator with their ignorant eyes.

The world fell silent again.

"Boom-"

This is the prelude before the arrival of zero, followed by a clearer sound of gears gnashing, as if they were inside a huge clock.

"Boom."

The sound of the pendulum of the clock became hasty, and the rhythm of the gears became neat and unified. The surrounding air seemed to be affected by this, and it was slowly distorted in the posture of the clock turning. The texts finally showed their value, beams of magical power rose up, and began to define a text that had never been created by a wizard——

time.

Tom sat in front of the black door without fear, glanced at the hanging curtain above his head with a disdainful attitude, smiled disdainfully, looked at Nelson floating in front, and nodded slightly. Behind him, a black The hideous figure wrapped in the robe was slowly peeling off from his limbs, and was led into death by the door behind him.

It would have had a great story, a name everyone feared, only now it was just a poor wretch dying in fear.

"Boom..."

The chiming of the clock became ethereal, and the pool at Nelson's feet became boiling, and a steady stream of lost mist poured out of it, painting a rough dial behind him.

"Boom!"

The last sound was firm and powerful.

In this land full of mysteries, all the creatures who can see the starry sky raised their heads and looked at the top of their heads. Facing the sudden meteor, many people had no time to appreciate it, so they closed their eyes and silently made a wish.

……

On the desolate land covered with ice and snow, surrounded by a group of wizards in black robes, a pitch-black clock tower is radiating light towards the sky. Suddenly, a net woven by meteor gates appears in the night, In the southern hemisphere during the day, a few stars brighter than the sun suddenly flashed across the sky.

This magic light shot from the clock tower pierced through the clouds, rushing towards a farther place. On the endless shore, it found a star with an unpredictable trajectory. Okay, but in the vastness of the universe, how strange things can become ordinary.

"We seized the future."

Penguin took off his hood, the fanaticism in his eyes was replaced by seriousness and incomparable reverence.

……

In a camp on the outskirts of Boston, the fanatical believers looked at the sun-like imprint left by the meteor flashing in the sky, and started the carnival wearing silver ornaments. The bonfire around them quietly flourished .

……

"You did it, Nelson."

Luo Lian closed her eyes, and her homesickness melted into a drop of clear tears, which slowly slipped from the corner of her eyes and landed on her face full of joy. In front of her, the shattered crystal bottle was still trapped in the Constantly reincarnation in time.

……

The dial behind Nelson was filled with raised black gravel, and became solid and refined. A dazzling starlight shot down from the deep corridor and hit the center of the dial. Three hands slowly formed, slowly and firmly walking.

Tom raised his wand, and the dark magic power of death and eternity poured out from the tip of the wand. He was attracted by the black door behind him, but was pulled back by him forcefully, and flew to Nelson. The dial still lacked the final shell, and this flaw Tom is doing his best to make up for it.

"Pfft!"

Tom blinked. He clearly saw Nelson's figure fall into the pool under his feet, but Nelson, who was suspended in mid-air, still existed.

"Boom!"

The clock struck zero, and Nelson took out the hourglass that had been hanging around Tom's neck from his arms, and turned it over gently.

Countless small balls flew out of his pocket, and under the urging of Sykes' reduction, those magic powers that had been shaped for various purposes were dissociated into their original appearance and integrated into the dial behind them.

Behind him, Alexander's huge figure slowly emerged, holding Nelson's second hand firmly, and turning it in the opposite direction.

But even Alexander's strength is not enough to shake time, the magic power of his whole body is boiling with the light of the rune, and the steam that covers the sky and the sun is gushing out from its joints, and the scarlet one-eyed also becomes Dazzling like the sun!Its clenched steel fist was easily pierced by the firmly forward second hand, but it always kept in mind Nelson's instructions. Sparks burst, steel rolled up, magic burned, and the structure burst... Countless blasts burst out from the indestructible Alexander, enough to destroy it. The scars and the magical power stored by Nelson poured into its body at the right time. In this collision of steel and fate, Alexander finally stopped the second hand!
"Crack!"

Like the sound of glass breaking.

The second hand went backwards by a second under Nelson's preparations.

Immediately afterwards, Nelson's figure suddenly disappeared as if it had been wiped away.

(End of this chapter)