My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 469 Scene Six: Violent Heaven
"I like doves, because doves represent peace, gentlemen, there should be none of you who don't like peace, right?"

The blond man turned his back to a group of prisoners of war who were taken out of the concentration camp. He kept talking about his hobbies, but on his arm stood a mighty falcon that was more representative of struggle, "but its theme does not match the era , so it should be difficult for you to see pigeons in recent years."

A team of military police stood beside him, bayonet-loaded rifles in their hands, facing the group of emaciated prisoners of war. After experiencing the torture in the concentration camp, they did not even have the strength to yell.

No one has ever seen such an officer. He led the prisoners out of the concentration camp just to participate in what he called a "game". What is the game?Is there a more despicable and hateful way to play?They were disgusted by this person's behavior, but no one was willing to leave their seats to watch the movie. They knew the trend of the battle very well and just wanted to see how these scumbags would be punished as they should.

"Do you understand?"

The blond-haired officer straightened his waist and asked questions with his hands behind his back. His demeanor aroused the indignation of the audience. How can he stand so straight?Unknowingly, their hatred has spread from the participants in the war to everyone on the opposite side, even if this person has never been on the battlefield, even if he has done nothing, even if it is four or ten minutes into the movie that he has his own for the first time. His own plot, even if his actions are placed anywhere else in the world, no one will find it strange.

The crowd stood sparsely, unable to answer his words.

"I heard that some people use pigeons to send messages, because they have the ability to sense the direction," the blond man looked at the setting sun in the distance with great interest, and said softly, "This bird was raised in a safe place, You run with it, if it goes the wrong way, you have to come back and play with those people."

After saying that, he loosened the shackles wrapped around his forearm together with Falcon, lifted it up slowly, and threw it lightly on the ground.

"puff--"

The faint muffled sound raised smoke that was so small that it could not be seen clearly. In this hellish place, the sound of life would not be louder than it.

The silver falcon fluttered its wings and flew towards the setting sun.

"What are you waiting for?" He turned sideways and saluted with the most standard movements, but this kind of etiquette disgusted the audience even more, "Let's go?"

The surrounding gendarmes shot into the sky and drove away the bewildered prisoners of war. Some of them took the lead in chasing after the hopeless hope. Gradually, more and more tired victims followed.

"Sir." After the last child ran away, the leader of the gendarmerie came up with an ugly expression, stood at attention in front of the blond man and said, "Is your behavior too childish?"

"What? You can play, but I can't?" The man asked back, "But don't worry, my pet was raised in an absolutely safe place, and there happened to be an armored regiment stationed there to receive them."

"But what if it doesn't fly?"

"Why? There are always errors in research. Are you going to shoot me on behalf of the head of state?" The man straightened his collar and twisted his neck and said, "Please pay attention to your identity, soldier."

The conversation turned the plot into a more icy despair, as the audience in front of the screen looked at each other, feeling uncomfortable from their chests to their throats.

"Mr. General, this...isn't Nelson?"

Martha tightly gripped the armrest, the back of the man on the screen more and more overlapped with the boy in her memory, her tone became more doubtful and fearful, the scene switched quickly, and a group of white pigeons came to Krakow from a distance. Flying, when they approached the round tall building, gunshots and soldiers' noisy laughter suddenly came from under their feet. The frightened pigeons deviated from the channel and hit the clean glass outer wall of the center one by one.

……

Have you ever seen a sight like that?
Asuka walked through the reinforced concrete forest, overwhelmed by the turbid smell of asphalt and fuel oil, lost in the reflection of the mirror, and hit the tall building with his head bleeding.

But before people build taller and taller buildings, they will still behave like this. This is not due to the stupidity or short-sightedness that humans joke about. They grew up on the ground and do not understand that birds and any life on the ground are different. Not the same, they are born free and indulgent, longing for a higher and farther world, they will challenge the towering trees, thick mountains and even the boundless sky.

And now, it was the time for the silver falcon to sing loudly.

If that colorful tower is peaceful under the whitewash of magic, then the shadow behind it is the opposite cruel truth stretching out its hideous claws. The painting that appeared countless times in Nelson's dreams once again... Appeared in front of his eyes——

The muddy falcon hits the muddy swamp headlong forward, the flying feathers of the dove are stained with bright blood, even though it is covered with bruises and is in danger, even though its beak is broken, even though the feathers are withered and decayed, even though the barrier ahead is already in everyone's heart It has been established for thousands of years, even though almost everyone in the world stands opposite and glares at it, even if people prefer to live in whitewashed lies, it does not hesitate to pour its own life into its beak full of cracks, it is so clear The falcon's chirping, which could no longer be clearer, resounded through the sky, and even though it was covered by a barrier, it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

The collapsed hull of the tall ship shrouded around the Silver Falcon like armor, surrounded by thousands of people who died innocently at the Second Salem Station, like an omnipotent army!
Nelson clearly saw that, led by the silver falcon, they all turned their heads, blinked at him, and made Jonas' favorite funny face.

All the magic power in his body was squeezed out by the boat, including the more powerful magic power prepared for the Time Converter than last time. Nelson couldn't even maintain the parts covered by the wand. Falling apart like snowflakes, his body was also like a crumbling sword blade, and bloodstains bloomed like flowers blooming on his young face. With Dumbledore and Grindelwald standing on the wall, this kind of fearless dispute will happen every moment, but the sacrifice of life hidden in the duel is his heaviest killing move to this world!
"Go..."

Nelson couldn't help but want to close his eyes under the tide of distress, but he still wanted to see the last moment. This desire even suppressed the instinct of his body, making his eyes stare like copper bells, staring at The figure of the silver falcon standing proudly in the sky, the barrier separating the battlefield and the hiding place disappeared because of his limit, his body lost support, and he leaned back weakly, everything above his head finally appeared in front of the eyes of the wizards in the hiding place, They looked at the scene that seemed like a fairy tale, and their hearts were full of horror.

Dumbledore's wand fluttered, and the water prison that was slowly shrinking disappeared in an instant. With Tom as the center, it condensed into the most terrifying waterspout on the ocean. The large ship, the rear half of the huge hull was instantly wiped out in the raging waves, the planks and keel cracked inch by inch, turning into the most basic water mist, and was torn and dragged out a long tail flame like a meteor.

But what use is such obstruction to a ship with a dead heart?As long as there is a sailor, a ram, or even a sampan, its progress will not stop for half a minute.

The sharp blades flew chaotically, and Grindelwald glared at Dumbledore with an angry face. The powerful magic power swept over the hiding place like mountains and seas. He even lost control of the blades in an instant, which made the blades It pierced through Nelson's shoulder, and pierced out from behind in an instant.

But pain is meaningless to Nelson. All he can do is encourage him. The silver falcon has reached the front of the barrier, headed for the weakest crack in the barrier, and slammed down hard. The sound of metal breaking came from its body. , Nelson seemed to have been hit hard on his forehead, and his eyes went black.

But this kind of sacrifice also produced the effect he longed for. The crack that was not small was hit like this, and suddenly expanded in a crackling sound, and the runes accumulated for thousands of years lost their penetrating circuit. Flickering crazily, instinctively repairing the damage, but following behind, the lost fog swarmed up, like the sun melting spring snow, the runes flickered and lost their color, and the cracks were like broken ice, expanding into holes and spreading into holes. Through the window, debris fell into the two worlds separated by a wall, attracting everyone's attention. They didn't know what was on the other side of the wall.

"What are you doing?! Are you crazy?!" Dumbledore yelled sharply, "Don't you know how closely the patron saint and wizard are connected?!"

Not only did he want to prevent Nelson from destroying the barrier, but he even wanted to protect the Patronus that Nelson had sacrificed his life for, but he wanted to do two contradictory things at the same time in this flash of lightning, even Dumbledore. Guaranteed, he threw away all the creeds that blocked him, and the magic power exuded an aura stronger than this towering building in the explosion.

Nelson's limbs were waving in the fall, and the mayflies accompanying him lost control and instinctively returned to the Creator, but the water pressure Dumbledore aroused was too strong, and these lonely mayflies did not have this kind of strength at all, Nelson His consciousness has been blurred, but his eyes are still wide open, staring at the moment in front of him.

At this moment, the runes programmed into the bottom layer of mayfly logic finally lit up. In the pure white city, the towering giant straightened up. He was taller, taller, and stronger than before, and the surrounding buildings were lightly touched. , then disintegrated into the most primitive lost fog, Alexander's one eye lit up in the mist and steam, and the dial-like complex runes in his pupils were as hot as the sun.

Even unconscious, Nelson still held on to his wand, the black walnut wand he had chosen, as softly as it had been when he first walked into Ollivander's wand shop six years earlier. The mist poured out of his hands uncontrollably, instantly turning the street into a dreamlike illusion. The sound of steel and majestic came out of the mist. Even without Nelson's control, the mature Alexander could still play the shuttle two power of the world.

The wizard walking below suddenly saw a man in a long trench coat fall from the waterspout above his head, his eyes widened, cracks like fragile porcelain were all over his body, and he was soon wrapped in white mist, they avoided the falling Nelson in horror , it was too late to cast magic, and it was too late to notice that their magic power had long been sluggish under Dumbledore's magnificent spell. Amidst the sound of gears turning from nowhere, their movements became extremely sluggish, and their movements became extremely sluggish. The speed of Nelson's descent also slowed down, but in the eyes of the people here, Nelson's falling speed was no different from ordinary.

The surging lost mist boiled even more, as if a door opened in the air, a thick arm gushing out of steam stretched out from the mist, followed by another hand, two iron hands that were bigger than the surrounding venues faced each other with their backs Looking at each other, pinching the fragile edge of space, forcibly tearing open a crack, Grindelwald's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, he lowered his head, his eyes were facing the one eye weaving time, the ruthless killing intent was like the essence Like poking straight into his mind, he actually saw the emotion that only the soul and life can surge from the iron lump that he had always looked down upon, and this emotion gave birth to even greater magic power, and Alexander's upper body squeezed out of the crack , with both hands raised upwards, as if the gods were supporting the sky.

"Om-"

The neat and tidy sounds came together, and Alexander swung his iron arm, forcibly tearing a hole in the vortex created by Dumbledore. Anxious Tom suddenly felt a burning heat from his chest, and his face showed Joyful, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the Yipo necklace from the neckline. The magic text burst out instantly, and his figure appeared behind Nelson's fall. Nelson's back hit his chest heavily, stopping it for a moment, and the two The figures fell together under the pressure of gravity. Fortunately, Tom didn't lose his wand. When they were about to land, the speed of falling finally stagnated, and Nelson stood firmly on the ground.

Tom bit his lip, wrapped Nelson's arm around his shoulders, carried him and stood in the crowd, staring at the gap in the sky, the silver falcon was in a stalemate with it, and Nelson, who was connected to its soul, was getting more and more injured. He held the blade between his fingertips, and he couldn't tell whether he had seen it or not.

Dumbledore manipulated the magic expressionlessly, sweat dripping from the corner of his brow.

Grindelwald sighed, took a step forward, and appeared beside Silver Falcon, Dumbledore's eyes widened suddenly.

"We always have to make a choice, Albus," the wand poked lightly on the gap, and the stalemate was instantly overturned, "This kind of thing should only be done by a crazy dark wizard like me... Nelson, I thought he was the calmest young man I've ever seen, who could forcefully accept even in the enemy's territory, but I was wrong, he may be the craziest person I've ever seen."

(End of this chapter)