My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Almost there, just ahead."

The two trotted to a place further west than the western suburbs. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians and houses on the street, and the surrounding smog was so thin that it was hard to detect. A field scene with few moon stars.

"Tom, do you think Parseltongue can be learned?" Gnar asked while running, he was very curious about this language that he couldn't hear.

"I think it should be very simple if you just say a few sentences." Tom said out of breath, while thinking, Parseltongue is different from learning an ordinary foreign language. Normal language learning starts with listening and ends with learning a foreign language. From simple communication to complex sentences, Parseltongue is just the opposite, "but I think it may take some effort to understand and even communicate."

"Oh." Nelson lacked interest. After all, this is a rare magic skill, and he was just curious.

"But I will teach you. I think with your ingenuity, you should be able to learn." Tom walked to the edge of a cliff in front of the two of them, put his hands on his knees, and leaned down to look down. "We have arrived .”

Nelson stepped forward, looked into the cliff, and saw the cracked riverbed at the bottom of this shallow "canyon". This is a river that has changed its course for some reason. The side is flat, and directly below Nelson there is a protruding concrete pipe that can accommodate one person.

"Is it here? Do we need to go in?" He frowned and looked at the pipe. It seemed to be a sewage pipe, which connected to an abandoned factory in the distance. The narrow channel created by friction between east and west leads from the bank to the entrance, and directly below the pipe is a black, radially distributed black ground. This river, which seems to have been diverted for a long time, should have spawned a flourishing ecology on the fertile riverbed. Now it is bare. It is conceivable that this barren environment must have something to do with this sewage outlet. "She won't ambush us below, right? As long as we enter, ten thousand snakes will bite our hearts and die with hatred..."

"What are you talking about?" Tom gave him a blank look, and rolled over, "Other snakes will only listen to me, and she is already injured."

"That's not necessarily true." Nelson also squatted down to support the ground, jumped up and jumped to the edge of the water pipe, "Oh, good guy."

He walked up to Tom and looked up at the cement pipe. It looked like it could be two meters in diameter. Gravity made some dust and dirt sink to the bottom into a flat path. The ground was dry enough for two people to pass side by side. A vague musty smell escapes from the inside, and the humid environment inside can already be imagined. There is no light in the pipe, but it swallows the light from the outside, like a huge mouth Same.

"Waterproof and moisture-proof." Nelson bent down, poked his shoes with his wand, and tightened his shoelaces. Tom also prepared like a cat.

Well prepared, Nelson was just about to step into the water pipe, but was stopped by Tom.

"Luminescent flashes." He took a step ahead, raised his wand and entered the water pipe, Nelson shook his head with a smile, and followed.

In this dark underground world, two uninvited guests with light sources suddenly broke in—from the moment he stepped into the water pipe, Nelson's sense of hearing changed. The existing whispers and the silent wind lingering in the ears have become ignored white noise, and there is no wind or crowd in the underground world, and the original flowing water in this pipe network has also been cut off due to abandonment. He fell into a kind of absolute silence, he could only hear the footsteps of the two people on the ground, the echo of the footsteps echoing in the distance, and the echo of the echo... The two breathed nervously The sound of the heartbeat and the sound of the heartbeat, these sounds are at the bottom of the bottom in life, and they are the bottom sounds that everyone will forget to ignore.

"It's not as wet as I thought." Tom turned to Gnar and said, the echo echoed for a long time, and he seemed a little nervous.

"It must have been abandoned for a long time." Nelson stretched out a finger and wiped a thick layer of ash from the wall of the tube. He had to use his wand to create clean water to rinse the finger. "Hey, I hope it's not poisonous."

"If it was poisonous, the snakes here would have been poisoned to death." Tom walked forward without looking back.

"I know it might be a psychological reason, but I really feel itchy fingers." He wanted to find something to ease the terrifying atmosphere brought by the absolute silence, "Besides, some venom may not be a big deal to snakes, but to humans But it's highly poisonous..."

The two chatted one after another, moving forward along the pipe wall. After a while, the echoing voice in the pipe stopped abruptly, and the two stood in place holding their glowing wands. Their vision suddenly opened up, and there was a sudden noise in their ears. The sound of scales scraping through gravel, the sound of wings flapping the air, and the ubiquitous rustling sound suddenly appeared, and soon became clear and vivid. , it turned out to be a huge void created by the subsidence, which looked no smaller than the Hogwarts banquet hall.

Nelson could see bats flying around in groups in the air in the distance, and many glowing insects clinging to the walls made the entire cavity filled with a touch of orange-yellow enough to see things, the creatures underground and the ground He tried to compare them with known creature illustrations, but pessimistically found that they were too different from ordinary creatures, and they might even be magical animals.

"They don't look very powerful, like goblins, flower fairies or something." He comforted himself.

After adapting to the light in the cavity, the two extinguished the light of their wands, and saw a long and narrow passageway similar to a covered bridge under their feet, leading to a flat platform in the middle of the cavity. There was a thick stone pillar on the platform, and a black The huge boa constrictor perched on the pillar, looking at them with its head raised and spitting out a letter, its green pupils reflecting a cold light.

Soon, all kinds of creatures flying in the air spread out to the surroundings, away from the "bridge", Nelson stretched out one foot and stepped on it, and it frantically dropped the dregs on its body.

"This is probably left over from the previous pipes. There are no foundation steel bars or anything." Nelson said to Tom, "If you walk on it, you may fall to your death."

"Hmph!" Tom squinted at the giant snake in the center of the hollow that was staring at him, then turned to Nelson and said, "You wait here for me first, and I'll call you over if there's no problem."

After all, he didn't wait for Nelson to speak, and raised his hands on both sides of his body. A thin black mist began to form from the hand holding the wand, and gradually grew into a slender snake that slithered around Tom's arm. From time to time, he raised his head and roared at the python in the distance. Nelson noticed that the green pupils of the black python were flickering with human fear. Tom smiled disdainfully, and held the snake on his arm with one hand. Black mist, and crush it!

The black mist twisted and swelled, and soon covered Tom's lower body. A gust of wind blew up in the calm underground cave, lifted him up, and then jumped up and flew in the direction of the black python. The black mist draws out a beautiful tail flame.

"It's still handsome to be able to fly." Nelson muttered to himself, looking forward to it. He watched Tom landed lightly in front of the black python in the distance. The black python confronted each other, his lips moved slightly, as if he was talking about something.

Soon, Tom raised his wand and pointed at the black python with a grim expression. One person and one snake were in a stalemate for a moment. When Nelson and the big snake behind Tom were waiting impatiently, the black python slid down from the entrenched pillar and hung down. He bowed his head in front of Tom and closed his big eyes.

The black mist snake behind Tom dissipated with a "bang", in fact, Nelson was not sure if it was a "bang", he was not even sure if there was a sound, he just thought that such a scene of disappearing into thin air should be accompanied by a dubbing like "bang" .

Tom put his hands on the giant python's head, turned around with a smug smile, waved his other arm at Nelson, and shouted, "It's time to come, do I need to go pick you up?!"

"No!" Nelson also yelled at Tom. The voices of the two echoed in the hollow for a long time, and even the already dangerous "covered bridge" was shaken by the sound waves, making it even more crumbling. Nelson felt as if he was being provoked. He knelt down and inserted his wand on the "bridge" in front of him that looked like it would fall at any time. He supported the wand with both hands and muttered words. It took all of my strength.

I saw that the soil clods stuck to both sides of the "bridge" peeled off one after another and turned back and pasted back. When they returned to the original place, they really became hard stone slabs. The surface of the "bridge" widened as the stone slabs thickened. Thick and short stone pillars protrude from the left and right sides, and iron chains grow from the top to connect with each other. The whole bridge body is like a domino that starts to turn inside out from Nelson's magic wand, turning into a real simple corridor bridge.

Nelson pulled out his wand, wiped off the dirt on it with his hand, and stepped on the brand new bridge in front of him. Coincidentally, the deformation rate of the covered bridge was subtly consistent with his footsteps, it seemed as if every time he took a step, he made the ruins under his feet feel ashamed and actively renovated himself.

Tom on the opposite side looked at his friend who was walking towards him with a calm face, put down his raised hand holding the wand, and greeted him. At this moment, he didn't care who came here. The way of coming here is more cool, building a bridge and flying It is difficult to find a standard for comparison. He just regrets that there is no audience to applaud the magic of the two geniuses at this moment, and that there is no audience to promote the scene that seems to be a miracle at this moment.

"Her name is Nagini, and she is a blood-cursed orc who was poisoned by black magic. She just fled back to London from the United States." Tom went up to him and held Nelson's hand. "I forgive her, and she is mine from today on." The subordinates are also my friends."