My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 458: Broken Mirror
The moment Nelson reached out to Pythia, the beautiful and graceful statue bent down and put a slender palm on his palm. Then, a force of attraction came from nothingness, and Nelson could only feel Pythia's grip. Grabbing his palm and pulling it hard, he felt the warm touch like a real person, unable to resist the power of the granite, he staggered forward and sank into the oppressive darkness.

The people around didn't notice the change here. They were used to the occasional movement of the statue at the entrance of the hidden place, just like they were used to most moving statues and portraits in the magic world.

"Has the French Ministry of Magic improved the Portkey?"

Nelson felt a sense of time travel that he had never had before. This time the journey was so long that he could even open his eyes during the time travel, as if he was in a room made of mirrors, and he was constantly drawn by the attraction. He moved forward, and the reflection in front of him was constantly receding with his movement.

He is exactly the same in every direction, and his life starts from the beginning in the process of moving forward, presented in front of him, and the voices that appeared in his life are ringing in his ears, these Nelsons seem to be... Walking at a fork in the road, I made a different choice.

Nelson rubbed his eyes, and the priestess smiled at herself, like a familiar old friend.

Immediately afterwards, as the selection deepened, there were fewer and fewer figures around him, and they became more and more different—Nelson with a gloomy face and wearing black clothes, Nelson holding a scroll and smiling, holding a gavel , Nelson with a serious expression... All kinds of people who made different choices turned around, and at the same time stared at this Nelson surrounded by mirrors with different eyes.

Nelson rubbed his eyes, the sculpture in front of him seemed to have become a living person, Pythia from the distant past was talking to himself, but her voice was completely obscured by Nelson's noisy life.

Until they meet the same turning point, fall into the same silence in the same place.

"You can see the future because you come back from the future."

"I can see so many of you who weave different knots and patterns from the ropes of time, and I know you as well as you know the future."

"My mission is not over yet, the prophecy is true, you have to be careful."

Pythia's words were quickly interrupted by another interjecting voice: "Go away!"

Nelson heard the scolding that belonged to him, but felt that it was not aimed at him. Immediately afterwards, the mirror shattered, and he felt his eyes go dark, and the familiar feeling of being hooked to his navel by a portkey came to him from all directions.

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hidden.

Compared with the past, this place has changed a lot. There are eight huge fireplaces in the square at the entrance, and the green flames are burning violently. The wizards guarding the fireplaces are constantly adding Floo powder to them, and there are constantly traveling wizards. Families emerged from the flames, which made the already crowded streets even more crowded. People from all over the world crowded shoulder to shoulder and packed the square at the intersection.

Under the strenuous organization of the Ministry of Magic officials, the crowd slowly diverted to the surrounding streets, but most of them seemed to ignore their instructions. Some tourists who were unwilling to wait disapparated from the crowded square Leaving, even some tourists who are unwilling to abide by the rules and do not want to leave, simply take out broomsticks or magic carpets from their carry-on luggage, trying to use them to cross the crowd.

But it seems that a no-flying spell has been cast here. The brooms that had just lifted off the ground lost their magic power and fell to the ground, throwing the people on the brooms into the crowd. Just a short while after Tom entered, his There were already several brooms around that fell into pieces, and a few pieces of wood slag splashed down to his feet.

These wizards who smashed into the crowd brought down many people and caused even greater damage to the already fragile order here. The sound of abuse and curses in various languages ​​came and went, and it was almost about to stage a full-scale martial arts here. Some people were pushed to the front by the new influx of tourists, and even pushed to the ground and trampled by the crowd. Fortunately, wizards almost have some means of self-protection, which prevents the hidden place from being opened to the whole world. In one day, it became a field full of corpses.

Tom heard the strange language behind him, and though he couldn't understand what the man was saying, he knew he was cursing because he was doing it himself.

He looked left and right, and before he knew it, he had moved a long distance with the crowd to the outside, but Nelson disappeared as if he had disappeared.

Tom shook his head, waved his wand lightly, and a translucent barrier with some blackness spread around his body, forcing out an open space, which aroused the dissatisfaction of those who were pushed out around him Tom shouted and cursed loudly, but Tom, who was standing in the barrier, couldn't hear their voices at all, and even felt that the air had become fresher.

Maybe it was because he came in one step late and was separated so far by the crowd?Tom complained about Nelson's speed, and wanted to take out the double-sided mirror to contact him. After looking at the messy environment around him, he put away the idea. He pointed his wand into the air, and an amber snake eye made of black smoke appeared Appearing above the crowd, it looked around and had a panoramic view of the hiding place. Seeing the empty streets, Tom couldn't help feeling sorry for the evacuation capabilities of the French Ministry of Magic. Most people were stuck in this small square , Those so-called diversions are just a drop in the bucket, he curled his lips, this is simply inferior to the French Muggle government with a million.

He jumped upwards suddenly, his body was wrapped in a cloud of billowing smoke, and he rose above the heads of the crowd, and finally scanned the square, but still did not find Nelson's figure, Tom soared into the air in disappointment, ignoring the no-flying policy here The curse flew towards an empty street that had obviously been taken care of.

At the end of the street, a tall building that he had never seen before stood in the sunlight. This building was completely black, and its shape was the same as that of the Muggle building in downtown Paris. Tom knew that this was the venue of the World Fair for Wizards. Accelerated violently and left this crowded place.

"Why can he fly?"

Some unbelieving wizards used their brains again. Although they had a lesson learned from broom fragments all over the floor, they still got on the broom with a fluke mentality.

It was a brand-new avenue, as if it had been forcibly carved out of the buildings, squeezing the buildings on both sides to one side. The ground was neatly paved with evenly sized stones. Some tourists who had escaped from the torture of the crowd He was wandering on the smooth road with a full face.

Different from the crooked and potholed old roads in Magic Streets all over the world, which are paved with stone bricks inherited from hundreds of years ago, this road is more like the new Muggle road he saw outside Paris, enough for several horse-drawn carriages to parallel .

There are a few thick rails embedded in the roadbed, and it seems that there will be vehicles like Muggle trams walking on them after the World Expo begins. Tom fell lightly from the air, stepped on the flat ground, stomped his feet, The lifted stone returned to its original position after his feet left the ground, and he raised his eyebrows. Although this self-healing magic is not very difficult, he still feels strangely familiar.

Under the road surface, slight tremors came to him through the soles of his shoes, as if something was slowly starting under the ground. On both sides of the road, two rows of silver-white metal walls stood quietly. The walls consisted of hexagonal modules. Put together, it looks like Nelson's hive hidden underground in Krakow. When he noticed Tom's arrival, one of the modules quickly opened, and a mayfly flew in front of him in an instant. The red one-eyed glanced at him. The voice soon came from the mayfly.

"Sir, there is still one week before the World Expo. During this week, you can enjoy visiting this historic city in France," the one-eyed twinkled, and it seemed a little playful. The voice sounded like A child, but the stiff grammar made Tom realize that this seemed to be something similar to the elevator of the British Ministry of Magic. The metal arm was handed out, "I can provide you with tour guide services only after the World Expo starts, but during your stay in Paris, you can use our voucher to travel at any time, just go to the places we have arranged in various places in Paris. site."

"Do you know where Gnar is? Your creator, Nelson Williams." Tom asked blankly.

"Sorry, we belong to the French Ministry of Magic. I wish you a happy stay in Paris. Please abide by local laws and regulations and avoid exposing your existence to the Muggle world."

"It doesn't look that smart." Tom shrugged, put the badge in his pocket, and walked forward over the mayfly. The mayfly's one-eyed shot a red light beam, sweeping Tom's back from head to tail, and flew back to the wall. in the hive above.

He looked at the pedestrians around him, and there was a mayfly parked in front of almost everyone. They held the badges curiously and asked questions. They felt extremely novel about this magical gadget, and some people wanted to catch it But they were all deftly avoided by the mayfly.

Tom quickly walked past the two tall and long metal walls, crossed the sign above his head that said "The First Wizarding World Expo", and walked into the street that was actually used for exhibitions. In Nelson's words, it was called "World Expo Garden" ".

"It's a street, how can it be called a garden?" Tom had already left behind Nelson who couldn't get out of the statue, because the scene in front of him was too novel and attracted too much attention.

The first thing that catches the eye is a building with "France" written on the house number. Compared with the old-fashioned buildings in Paris, this building is much bolder with the help of magic. It retains the French's attention to color in architecture. With a large number of inclined planes built on each other, this building looks like a child built with building blocks. It looks precarious, and its center of gravity is at one point. Only the hut-sized base connects the main body and the ground, as if lightly It will collapse when you poke it, and the bright colored slopes will merge with each other from different angles, showing different colors. There are not small windows on each slope, and the stained glass is intertwined with each other in the sunlight, like silk and satin Rainbows, and these rainbows also hide rail tracks similar to the roads. It seems that after the opening, tourists can take the train flying in the rainbow to shuttle around the venue.

The lights and shadows of these rainbows reflected each other in the air, creating a colorful and proud Gallic chicken like a skilled weaver. Tom recognized this ancient species regarded as a French totem. After cooking it in a specific way, The taste is quite good.

Regrettably, it has not yet opened, so the French Pavilion has not yet opened. The doors on the first floor are not installed, and wizards wearing standard wizard robes continue to come in and out between the door openings and windows with a lot of materials. out.

Tom noticed that many wizards had already parked at the foot of this building. They were obsessed with looking at this rare building, and they couldn't move their feet as soon as they reached the first floor of Expo Park.

He took a last look at the French Pavilion and walked forward. Opposite the French Pavilion, a Union Jack flag belonging to the United Kingdom stretched out from the sky. There seemed to be only one flag here, and there was nothing else. The blue color blends with the sky and looks harmonious.

Tom turned around in confusion. From the side, it was also a thin sheet, moving slowly with the breeze.

"Isn't it built yet?" Soon, he noticed a wizard wearing the official uniform of the British Ministry of Magic walking from the opposite side in a hurry, holding a package packed with many exquisite lunch boxes in his hand. The officer trotted up to the flag, and with Tom watching, he walked towards it, walked right in without pausing.

Tom was startled, walked forward quickly, and came to the banner, stretched out his hand to probe inside, there was something else inside this thin banner, he took two steps forward, only in time to see A hall made of crystal was smoked by the flying dust inside and retreated.

It looks like it hasn't been decorated yet.

Tom looked towards the black tower-shaped building at the end of the road. Along the way, all kinds of strange-shaped buildings stood everywhere. Their unique styles allowed tourists to understand the countries they represented just by looking at them. It will show various characteristics and prosperity. The wizard architects racked their brains to present the colors of their respective countries in front of the world in a fairy-tale form. With the help of magic, these buildings can go against the common sense of construction and use various Unbelievable ways to express their whimsical ideas, and located in this World Expo Park, wizards from every country squeeze out their most exaggerated imagination little by little under the stimulation of the heart of comparison. The country wants to be called "boring" by the world on this occasion.

Along the way, there are yellow sand pyramids that seem to come out of history, white buildings covered with stars and moons, and carved beams and painted buildings, just like a fairyland on the clouds of a heavenly palace. Just looking at these buildings, Tom has already apologized for his previous contempt. up.

"Not bad?" His shoulder was patted from behind. Tom turned his head and looked at Nelson who suddenly appeared at an unknown time. He said out of breath, "Sorry, I was delayed on the road for a while."

(End of this chapter)