My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 191 Duel
"I really didn't expect that this kind of ball can be thrown." Tom was still dancing and indignant after leaving the court. "The third-year Seeker, what is his name?"

"Abraxas." Alphard stalked behind a group of people with a dejected face, his face full of decay, "his name is Abraxas Malfoy."

"Yes, that Malfoy, can he play ball?" Tom turned around and asked Alphard, "Isn't he a team that paid for it? Even I know that when I can't find the Snitch You should follow the opponent's seeker, at least you can't let him get the ball casually, and what about him? What is he doing? Is he a referee? Sleeping in the sky on a broomstick?"

"I didn't expect you to care about Quidditch." Nelson raised his eyebrows and said, "After all, winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs, not to mention that it is not once or twice that Slytherin's big score is overturned by the Seeker. team tradition."

"I don't care about Quidditch, but I can't help but care about the House Cup." Tom curled his lips and said, "If Gryffindor wins Quidditch and Slytherin is lucky enough to be the runner-up, then the difference will be widened immediately, They're on par with us now."

He turned his head and glanced at Alphard again, and said, "After all, Alphard has already lost at least 150 points for us this year. If you want to atone for your sins, I suggest going directly to the field to catch a golden snitch."

"Isn't this a good thing? At least your beloved Brown won the game." Walburga echoed in a eccentric manner, "This victory is really good, you can go directly to propose to him later, anyway, the summer vacation is coming soon , you can go directly to honeymoon with Brown, and I can personally sponsor you a house next to the Aegean Sea."

"Don't worry," Alphard hurriedly made an excuse for himself, "The closer the holiday is, the more restless the Gryffindor boys will be, and they will definitely scramble to break the school rules, and then they will lose more than so many points." gone."

"Aren't you restless?" Tom shook his head and said helplessly.

"Don't worry, Tom, I don't have any school rules to violate. Doing repetitive things is not in my style." Alphard promised, "We can definitely bring back the Academy Cup! But speaking of it, Tom, you Really looking more and more like a prefect."

"I'll be in next semester," Tom said casually, and it was obvious that he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. "Professor Slughorn told me before that I didn't take it to heart, so I didn't give it to you." explain."

"Really? It's amazing!" Walburga congratulated loudly. Nelson looked at Tom, who had "I don't care about prefects" written all over his face, and smiled knowingly.

A group of people fought and made trouble, and returned to the front of the castle.

"By the way, Nel." Tom leaned closer to Nelson and whispered, "I have a party tonight, do you want to come?"

"What party? The Slug Club?"

"No, it was once... You know, I held a small mutual aid meeting in the first grade. After so many years of development, there are more and more people," Tom explained, "We have recently exchanged some... Magic, there may be a duel simulation tonight, you know, many people are not talented in magic, so they need more help, if you are free, can I ask you to be my duel partner?"

"I thought you were going to ask me to be your assistant." Nelson smiled, "I'll go to the library first, what time is it at night? I'll go there then."

"Do you think anyone can beat me in a duel and let my assistant play?" Tom said disdainfully, "When you practice against them, you don't even feel the pressure, as if you are fighting a Muggle with only a troll IQ .”

"Aren't you very happy?" Nelson smiled and walked towards the library. He had a brand new approval slip in his pocket, which was given to him by Professor Slughorn on a whim that day. He is free to enter and exit the restricted section of the library, but he cannot borrow books, he can only browse in the library.

"It's different, it's just a necessary social interaction." Tom shrugged, turned and left, and went to "necessary social interaction".

……

"It's my pleasure to introduce my best partner, my brother, Nelson Wertning Williams, the youngest independent author ever of Transfiguration Today, I'm so happy that my brother is back after years of traveling Being able to return to Hogwarts is undoubtedly the best news for me this year!"

Tom was wearing an expensive black robe with emerald patterns on the neckline and cuffs. His fair skin was extremely pale against the dark environment and the black robe. In this student activity room located in the basement of the Slytherin Tower The room is very eye-catching, a necklace of gemstones that is darker than the surrounding is dotted on his chest, deep and eye-catching.

Nelson stood beside Tom, smiling, and nodded to the students around him. He looked around, and after several years of development, Tom's "small club" had a scale of nearly a hundred people. When encountering himself who is non-violent and non-cooperative in everything, Tom is really a man of action.

Nelson noticed that most of the students around Tom were silver-green Slytherins. There were old students who were similar in age to them, and there were also enthusiastic freshmen. Nelson even saw that the student who was very tough on the Quidditch Ma Long, after several years of purification, only the most loyal group of people are left here.Nelson silently estimated the number of people, but for a moment he couldn't remember what Tom's proposition was, and what kind of slogan he used to connect these people together. Not only were there crowds, but the order was even more orderly.

Everyone surrounded Tom and Nelson, without saying a word, standing upright one by one, looked at Nelson for a moment, then turned their eyes back, staring straight at Tom, waiting for his next statement.

If Tom's charisma and desirable assertion are the reason for gathering so many, their army-like order suggests that Tom wields authority over the group that Nelson could not have imagined--albeit often through double-sided Mirror communication, but Nelson really doesn't know what Tom is doing every day. It seems that apart from learning magic in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, Tom's life has some more exciting content.

"I know that many people have doubts about the significance of our mutual aid association, which also led to the departure of a group of people two years ago. I sincerely hope that they can find a better way out, but today I have to say that they lost a Great opportunity - a chance to become really strong!"

Tom's face turned reddish with excitement, he stretched out his hand, pointed at Nelson, and said, "Many people think that the difference between an average wizard and a powerful wizard is just a good record, and they even feel that I have a great influence on the wizarding world. The cruel remarks are a bit exaggerated, but I think that people who can stay here today and accompany us to practice magic every week must have visions beyond ordinary people, but we can’t live with slogans, so I decided to start today An actual combat event is held every two months, and today, we are honored to invite the young transfiguration master, Nelson, to show us the duel of the strong—and his opponent is me."

There was a moment of noise in the crowd, but it quickly quieted down. The students around looked at Nelson with burning eyes, which surprised Nelson—these young wizards who grew up in the ivory tower were even more enthusiastic about fighting than themselves. This person who has been in the terrorist's den all year round seems to be more like a real terrorist.

"I know that many of our friends don't have good grades, and their magic is not very sharp," Tom lowered his voice and said softly, "but have you ever thought about spending countless weekends with us here? After that, has your own level changed? Go try it out and see your own progress, it will break everyone's perception of yourself - please find your duel opponent in pairs, if one side has an assistant, the other One side also needs one, as for those who can't find an opponent, please stand where you are, and I will help you distribute them."

After Tom announced the start, none of the people present dared to disturb Nelson. They just quietly started pairing each other, while the students who couldn't find their opponents stood quietly, waiting for Tom's next instruction.

In the end, with the help of several senior students, Tom divided them into groups according to his own impressions. He seemed to know the progress of each student, and he could easily tell the progress of their mastery of the spell, and even quickly Find opponents for them who are at their level.

Tom picked a few more trustworthy old students to patrol around. Fortunately, this activity room is large enough to delineate a large activity area for each pair of duelists.

After finishing all this, he clapped his hands, and the flames in the wall lamps in the activity room blazed up, illuminating the whole room brightly. Under everyone's gaze, Tom walked towards the high platform that had been built in the center, where Nelson was already there I have been waiting for a long time.

"Come on, Gnar." Tom stood on the edge of the stage, looked up at Nelson who was commanding him, gritted his teeth, and showed a smug smile. Then, he raised his hands, palms down, and a puff of black smoke replaced him. The lower half of his robe was seen, and he flew lightly up to the high platform without even using his wand.

Everyone remembered their positions and gathered around the high platform. Their eyes were equally excited and excited—the senior students knew how powerful Tom was, while the junior students had never even seen him make a move.

Tom flew up to the high platform and landed lightly, making Nelson frown.

"I knew I would come up later." Nelson thought.

The two looked at each other, walked to the center of the high platform and stood facing each other. Tom faced Nelson and grinned a bright smile that he had never seen before.

"I have wanted to duel with you for many years, and today I finally got what I wanted." Tom held the jewel on his chest, held it to his lips and kissed it lightly, then stuffed it into his neckline, and with a flick of his arm, the wand fell from his sleeve in response slipped into his hand.

Nelson took a closer look and saw that Tom was not using his own yew wood wand at this moment, but the brother wand of the dragon nerve.

"Today let you have enough fun."

Nelson smiled, put his hand into the robe, and pulled out the other wand that matched Tom from the inner pocket. He held it in his hand, feeling the excitement when it faced an evenly matched enemy, and when it faced its own brother. Yuedong, the giant dragon that had been skinned and cramped many years ago seemed to come to life, and it was making a powerful "bang bang" beating in his hand.

"I have to make a rule." Tom blinked and said, "After all, we are in school, and we have to avoid causing accidental injuries—I will not use those magics that are too powerful and have too large a range, and you..."

"I will not use the props in my pocket." Nelson nodded, and unbuttoned the robe directly, took it off, tapped it with his wand, and it folded automatically. Nelson dragged his hands, and the robe slowly He flew to the nearest wall lamp and hung on it, the iron lamp handle was even bent by the weight.

Under the robe, Nelson wore a white silk shirt over a brown waistcoat.He nodded, indicating that he was ready, and then, under the call of the old student who was temporarily acting as a referee, the two raised their right arms in unison, held their wands in front of them, and nodded slightly.

Then, Nelson and Tom turned around at the same time and walked towards the two opposite corners of the high platform. After the referee gave an order, they turned around at the same time. The next moment, two red curses shot straight at each other.

"So fast!"

A Slytherin girl in the audience exclaimed.

"It's really fast, don't they need to chant spells?" A Ravenclaw boy next to him muttered to himself, "A single step can cast three or four spells, is silent spellcasting already so proficient for them? My cousin can't cast spells silently even after three years of graduation..."

"I'm not talking about spellcasting, I can't even see what kind of magic they're using!" the Slytherin girl explained, "I mean Williams, didn't you see? He was running so fast !"

Under her reminder, everyone suddenly realized that Nelson's movement on stage was a little too agile. For a wizard who can do everything with just waving his wand, where have they ever seen someone who can run so fast? people?

Nelson and Tom were still in the stage of using simple spells to test their attacks. Small spells such as disarming spells, impediment spells, and petrification spells were thrown at each other for free. Tom maintained the magic barrier, preventing Nelson from going anywhere Although the barrier is like floating duckweed under the spell of the storm, his image completely fits the image of a powerful wizard who is immobile under the attack.

And Nelson's performance subverted their cognition even more. They saw that he was easily tossing and turning in Tom's spell, so that Tom's spell could only hit two or three feet behind his heels, and he didn't even open the barrier. , but it looks like a stroll in the garden.

The audience at least understood one truth - if magic wants to cause damage, it must first be able to hit people.

(End of this chapter)