Hogwarts Archmage

The temperature in New York was not too high in March, especially when they were still thousands of meters high in the sky. Normally the temperature should be lower, but now the temperature in the black tea house is rising sharply.

Ma En had woken up and was holding his head with a headache. Everything he experienced in the dream was broken into pieces and affecting him, but when he wanted to check, he found that he couldn't see anything clearly.

The three girls were busy adding anti-heat magic to everything in the house.

Esther put a translucent cover on her body and said helplessly: "Why is there no movement at all this time? I'm even ready for you to become another sun."

Ma En didn't know what was going on. He shook his head. A hot wave of heat rushed out of his mouth and nose along with his sigh. When it touched the protective shield on Esther's body, it even shook the shield. shake.

"Margaery said it would be fine tonight at the latest."

Hermione opened the door and shouted: "Esther, we're going downstairs for breakfast. As for Marne...you should be hungry for a while. We don't want to eat rusks."

Ma En touched his stomach and luckily found that he was not too hungry...

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George was attaching a sharp claw to the arm of one of the people he had chosen. This person's original hand had been cut off by him and thrown aside, but the blood vessels and tendons were still intact. I don't know what he used it for. The way, even the nerves are there.

And the "lucky guy" who was the first to undergo the transformation was now wailing so fiercely that even the wooden stick tied to his mouth could not reduce the decibels.

But this did not affect George. He peeled off the hard outer skin of his claws and placed all the tissues in the positions he calculated. Occasionally he saw the guy passed out and had to give him some medicine. He was very busy for a while. Huh.

About ten minutes passed, and when Lucky Man was about to pass out again, he finally finished the work at hand, picked up a bottle of potion, and fell onto his arm.

The broken wounds healed quickly, and in some wonderful ways, the flesh and skin of the two different peoples were fused together.

Wiping the non-existent sweat from his head, George untied the experimenter's restraints.

The lucky man stood up and looked at the muscles on his body that had become hard and bulging after drinking some unknown potion, and then shook his intimidating left "hand". He sat on a chopping board that looked more like a butcher than a hospital bed. The bed thought for a moment and scratched George with a paw.

The claws were very sharp, so sharp that they cut the guy in front of him into several pieces without feeling anything physical.

He looked at the pieces of flesh on the ground and felt something was wrong. Why weren't these corpses bleeding?And why are there such things as gears in the human body?Although it looks bony.

"Friend, you are a little too hasty."

The curtain at the entrance was opened, and another George walked in.

He smiled and held a needle in his hand that was as thick as an arm but only a dozen centimeters long. Inside was a liquid that was rolling like magma: "It looks like I should reshape your brain first and then do the surgery." .”

Lucky Man looked at the needle that was scary just by looking at it. He thought hard with his simple brain and decided that this thing was definitely not a good thing. He waved his paw at George again.

The claw landed on George smoothly, but it did not cut the person in front of him open again as he had guessed. Instead, it made a harsh friction sound and then stopped.

Reflecting the light in the room, the glaring sheen of metal could be faintly seen under the scratched clothes.

George didn't pay attention to his actions, but raised his hand and flicked the syringe in his hand, and gently pushed the bottom to let the air out. A drop of medicine fell on the ground, and soon burned a small hole on the marble floor. Round pit.

"Why do you think I will still make the mistake I just made?" George looked at the guy in front of him who jumped up and wanted to run with a smile, then kicked him to the ground and said.

Lucky Man tried hard to break off the foot that was on his body, but after trying several times, there was still no result. He didn't know how heavy this guy was. He even felt that if his body hadn't been transformed, this foot would be useless. You can crush yourself.

George watched him struggle for a while, until he ran out of strength, and then inserted the needle in his hand into his head.

The liquid inside was quickly pushed into the brain cavity of the test subject, and then George released his foot.

The test subject jumped twice on the ground like a dead fish. The whole head quickly withered and black smoke came out. A smell of protein with a strange fragrance came out and spread throughout the room. He also stopped. Made all the moves.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine what it would be like to have a person's head burned from the inside.

All the oil and flesh in his nose melted, and the dry skin cracked open, revealing the carbon-like flesh and blood inside. The fat flowed out of the cracks like dirty gray wax oil, hanging on his face and in his eyes. All the water in the mouth was evaporated, leaving only a small dry core shaking inside. The two lips were torn into four pieces, exposing the protruding teeth inside.

"Failed?"

George touched his head and began to recall whether there was something wrong with the operation process.

"That's right...didn't it look like a piece of steamed meat? It's all burnt..."

He was very puzzled.

While he was talking to himself, the guy on the ground had already undergone new changes.

His dark and dry face gradually filled up, and there was some scarlet moisture in his eyes. Although it was blocked by an unknown membrane and did not flow out, it was not absorbed by the small nucleus, and there was a little fluorescence on the small nucleus. .

George turned off the light and found that the two fluorescent lights were really like two will-o'-the-wisps...

When I turned on the light again, it was still the same dark appearance, but it was much fuller, as if someone had beaten it and made it swollen.

He called out tentatively: "Can you hear me?"

His half-open eyes suddenly widened, and "Lucky Man" jumped up from the ground and stood in front of him.

"Hand out."

Lucky held out his hand.

"Raise your legs."

Lucky raised his leg.

"Squat down."

Lucky Man was awkward but tried hard to squat down with one leg, but due to the lack of coordination of his arms, he fell to the ground. But even so, he still tried hard to stretch out one hand to lift one leg, and then squatted with the other leg. Down.

George looked at this guy and suddenly laughed happily.

"I'll call you Number One. Number One, go and bring the next person in."