My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 478 Dragon Snake Falcon

"You are very brave, young man," Grindelwald tore off the warm smile that usually hung on his face, revealing the cold eyes that were so firm and ruthless deep in his soul, he looked down at Tom, raised his wand, and said softly Said, "I think I need to teach you a truth, bravery without strength is worthless."

There was no ups and downs in Grindelwald's tone, he was just stating a cold fact.

"Coincidentally," Tom narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and raised his head without fear and said, "This is also the life creed I have always believed in."

"is it?"

Grindelwald shook his head, and didn't take Tom seriously. Although there was a brief fight before, the Dark Lord was not serious about facing the two young people, let alone the current situation. Exactly what he wanted to see.

He raised his arm and pointed his wand precisely at Jin who was supported by Tom. Seeing the anger erupting on the boy's immature face, he felt a little disdainful and emotional.

"pity……"

A colorless spell spewed out from his wand, it was invisible and invisible, and could only rely on the air ignited by the high temperature to capture its momentary position, which was hotter than the purple Fiendflame, even if it was just touched One point will be wiped out in an instant. Facing the boy who has a miserable life experience under his feet but still stands up to resist, Grindelwald has no mercy in his heart. It is better to destroy this kind of stubborn stone blocking the right path. In comparison, there is nothing that cannot be sacrificed.

"It's an honor to be the first sacrificer of a new future." His lofty attitude made Tom feel instinctively nauseated, and Grindelwald even regarded death as a gift to Jin, "If there is a next life, be a wizard Bar."

The invisible flame is like a roaring dragon. The heat of the curse not only did not make the people around feel warm, but greedily plundered all the heat that could be plundered around, making the people present feel a chill like falling into an ice cave, They seemed to be stared at by a pair of chilling eyes, and the scythe of death was waving above their heads, ready to remove the head already in the bag at any time.

The air that has been deprived of temperature condenses into a ring-shaped water mist around the flames, like the dark clouds that a dragon flies into the sky, and there is a faint tendency of a violent storm. This kind of spell has rarely been seen in these years, Tom Mi Open your eyes, and sure enough, as Nelson said, Grindelwald left a Horcrux of Haierbo, and even squeezed out a lot of powerful spells from ancient times.

The flame passed through the iron fist in front of Jin without hindrance, and the molten iron emitted amazing heat, dripping on the ground, leaving a layer of charred coating on the remains of masonry.Even the killing intent emanating from this curse can bring such great fear. It is hard for people to imagine what kind of nightmare Jin will experience when he is locked in front of the flame. No one doubts Grindelwald's determination to kill him. The magic spell is completely different from Grindelwald's frolicking with his disciples. Maybe Grindelwald has been dormant for too long, or maybe his Nurmengard has been busy doing some serious business these years. The Dark Lord's deadly oppression, and now, Grindelwald is helping them recall that fear.

Jin's pupils have dilated and slackened, even if the curse has not hit him, bits and pieces of his short life have already appeared in his pupils, and the passing clouds resurfaced like a revolving lantern, his vision was filled with that invisible flame, The soul walks slowly towards the god of death who is waiting for the arrival.

Perhaps, as Grindelwald said, becoming a wizard in the next life would be a good choice.

Jin's eyes flickered, and in the next second, the flame that crushed his consciousness was blocked by black. Tom's clothes fluttered and he strode forward, standing firmly in front of Jin, blocking him from the flame. Picking up Nelson's wand, the dark robe danced wildly under the vigorous magic power. Tom, who is proficient in black magic, can only feel the power of the flames like a bystander. He can smell the breath of death, which is not like once Attacking is more like an order, this spell is enough to take the life of any strong man!

His pupils were instantly covered in blood-colored scarlet, and a strong sense of death welled up from his body, as if a murderous demon had released the vengeful spirit attached to his body. He no longer cared about hiding his black magic, Faced with such an almost certain death situation, the aura of black magic instantly roared violently on his body.

He held up Nelson's wand, a black beam of light tore through the clouds, and slammed into his hand holding the wand. Except for the wand, Nelson handed over everything to him, including the eyes high above the clouds overlooking all beings .

"Die." Grindelwald gave an order to Jin's life as it should be.

"Dead?" Tom's expression became a little distorted due to wild laughter. Under the influence of black magic, he couldn't even control his desire to destroy and destroy. On the dragon, he roared loudly, "Have you ever seen death?!"

As if the blood vessels were broken by too much roaring, Youbi's blood vessels protruded slowly on the neck, which was a little pale against the black collar, dazzling like the green ooze born on the white jade of the companion, and the magic power of the curse flowed from the tip of the staff. Gushing out, he must use his most powerful magic power to resist this attack-defense is futile, and only by using the most powerful spear to confront the enemy's needlepoint can he win a chance for the boy behind him!
It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, a giant black snake spewed out from the tip of the staff, and slammed into the fire directly in front of it. The metal-like scales were more real than real snake scales, shining with a deadly deep black light , as if able to absorb all the surrounding light, dimming the sky around the ruins, green venom flowing in the lines of the scales, Grindelwald showed a moment of surprise, looking straight at Tom, he can Feel the power contained in Tom's counterattack, which is even a "brother" with his own flame, from the most evil dark wizard in history-Help the dastardly.

But such an evil and insidious spell, which has committed countless sins, looks upright in the hands of Grindelwald and Tom. The black giant snake roared, and despair spread among the crowd. Some knowledgeable wizards recognized its Source - Dementors!
But it is obviously more evil and stronger than the dementor!They didn't understand how such a young wizard could use such evil magic. Could he be an old dark wizard who drank Polyjuice Potion?With such doubts, the desire to escape spread among the crowd, and the joy in their hearts was swallowed up by Tom's spell. Just like a real dementor, the giant snake feeds on fear, and when the people around As the fear spread rapidly, the giant snake became stronger and stronger. The scales shining with metallic luster were as beautiful as the purest amber, and the green patterns covering them seemed to be decorated with exquisitely inlaid emeralds. In the mouth, the razor-sharp fangs that could pierce everything flowed with venom filled with despair. They dripped and fell on the ruins, instantly corroding the originally solid bricks and stones into useless waste. The monsters crawled out of the venom, they were not finalized, they looked like lumps of flowing mucus, only a pair of bright blue eyes shot out a terrifying cold light.

Tom almost used all the powerful spells he could think of on his spirit words, and the giant snake crushed the flame cloud surrounding the flames in an instant, wrapping its strong body around the On top of the prey, not only did he not choose to defend, but he chose to attack one step faster than Grindelwald!

The giant snake's scales slid slowly over the invisible flames, making a tooth-piercing rubbing sound. The strong scales melted instantly under the high temperature, revealing the black mist rolling inside the black snake's body, melting The black liquid dripped on the ruins, and twisted figures crawled out of it one after another. They jumped onto the giant snake in a posture beyond human imagination. , gnawing at the bodies of the flames, even though they would be melted the moment they leaped onto the flames, tireless figures still climbed out of the dripping magic power.

In the forest of Albania, Tom did not choose to let Daguerre go, but he chose to destroy this entangled wizard in a more extreme way, just as Nelson got everything in Helbo, he got Daguerre. Everything about Gail, Daguerre has a magic that uses magic power and waste to create a walking body, and Tom just got a Borgin Burk eye, he combined these two strange magics, and This is a curse similar to Borgin Bock but much stronger, and it has played a considerable role in delaying at this moment.

This eerie scene aroused people's fear. It was hard for them to understand that Tom would use such a spell for protection. It was like ghosts walking around him in the night, and the cries and pleadings could not stop ringing out, and the despair and despair became stronger and stronger. Fear made the black snake's body swell even more.

Green venom, blue eyes, a non-human army, and the power to restore fear to pure magic and make use of it—Grindelwald looked at the black snake blocking Tom, narrowed his eyes, and he looked at it from here. There are too many shadows of old acquaintances on the snake. Those dark wizards who are amazing but go astray are defeated by Nelson and Tom one after another. To protect what they hold dear.

"It's touching," Grindelwald shook his head, "but what's the use of that?"

In the face of absolute power, any gimmicks can only be used to survive. As his words fell, the invisible flames bound by the black snake swelled up suddenly, and the formless flames were like sharp swords. It pierced deeply into the black snake's body, and the spirit spell has characteristics similar to those of the Patronus, just like Nelson was seriously injured when the silver falcon hit the barrier, Tom's already fair face suddenly turned pale, and his body suddenly stopped Suddenly, despite clenching his teeth, scarlet blood still flowed from the corners of his mouth and nostrils.

Grindelwald raised his hand, and the flame withdrew its edge. He didn't intend to strangle this talented young man. Seeing that the battle was settled, he weakened the power of the flame, and focused most of his attention on nothing. Dumbledore, in his opinion, this is the most uncontrollable variable in this drama.

Looking at Tom who was spitting blood, Dumbledore sighed softly and raised his hand: "Tom, I've told you many times, don't get close to black magic."

Before Tom could respond, he went on to say: "I can't control you, and I lost my sight, Tom, magic is not good or bad, they only show emotions with the user... You are the best student I have ever taught, go on Come down and leave it to my cowardly teacher."

The flaming dragon roared in the air, and the body of the black snake that collapsed into black smoke slowly extinguished like a candle in the wind. Grindelwald also cheered up and prepared to meet the enemy's attack.

But the moment Dumbledore turned around to face Grindelwald, Tom's weak but firm voice came from behind him.

"Professor, this is Gnar's business."

Dumbledore turned around in confusion, and saw countless silver lights flying out of the iron fist pierced by the flames, waving their wings and flying out in a row, more orderly than the most prohibited army he had ever seen, accompanied by the surge of mayflies What came out was a vigorous white mist, the lost mist mixed with the life of each deceased was expanding its body, filling the collapsed body of the black snake.

He blinked, and beside Tom, a phantom of pure white flickered for a moment, and Tom held up his wand as if two people were holding it at the same time.

The magic power far surpassing that of Tom alone condensed on the tip of the wand, and the giant formed from the wall at the entrance of the World Expo was scattered among the mayflies, leaving only a skeleton composed of gears and levers, and a deep white crack was emptied out by the magic power gushing from the tip of the wand. Torn apart, it becomes longer and longer, as if the canvas of the world has been cut into a hole that leads directly to the sky.

A towering, strong, hard, flexible, straight, seamless, perfect, industrial, and magical arm protruded from the crack, and on the silver armor, countless runes were connecting together, conveying Dumbledore looked at this arm that was so complicated that it seemed to be a creation of a god, and could even imagine how Nelson would paint in that pure white world every lonely night.

The silver falcon, which had been silent for a long time, raised its head and uttered a long, brutal cry. Its cry seemed to pass through time and space, and reach everyone's heart. The feathers and muscles fell off from its body, and flew towards the skeleton that remained in place. , the big hand firmly grasped the shining silver skeleton, the body deconstructed and peeled off in an instant, the silver parts rushed towards the skeleton like a galaxy, more gears, sliders, and lenses poured out from the cracks, and attached to the skeleton On his body, the Patronus burst from the silver falcon's body and rushed into the giant's fiery one-eyed.

Tom waved his wand, and Nelson's phantom beside him dissipated and merged into the giant's blood vessels. The black snake clung to the giant's arm with his movements, forming a series of ferocious and chilling battle patterns. In addition to the silver light in Alexander's one-eyed eyes, there was also Added a touch of burning blood.

He jumped up, jumped on top of the giant's head in the black smoke, sat on the throne that belonged to Nelson, and solemnly inserted his wand into the armrest.

"Come on, Alexander, let us help him clear everything!"

Tom's voice echoed clearly in the air, and the castle on the giant's shoulders burst into dazzling light. It raised its right arm, and countless layers of runes flickered wildly. Hunting sound.

The iron fist fell, and there were signs of melting when it was close to the flame, but it didn't stop, just for a moment, the ground shook like an earthquake.

The world is quiet.

(End of this chapter)