Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"Everyone! Come closer to me!"

Looking at the huge horned rat head laughing wildly in the sky, Harry issued a deafening command through the loudspeaker on his helmet, forcing the attention of the panicked little wizards.

"Do as he says!"

Hermione put on her helmet and roared, merged the two Mercy knives, took out the bolt pistol from her waist and fired repeatedly into the sky.

But it didn't help. The bolt bullets spraying tail flames passed through the dimensional storm in vain, and were broken down into countless fragments from the "space" level by the green energy, which could not hurt the tall Voldemort projection like a building at all. Half a point.

Instead, dozens of wide, deep green wells suddenly opened up on the lawn, from which tens of thousands of rat-men poured out like a flood!

Just as Ohm's soul fire "polluted" the subspace, Voldemort's magic was also "polluting" Hogwarts's School of Nursing Curse at this moment, allowing this magic similar to Apparition to be used in the school.

"Salamanders! Free fire!"

Vulkan shouted violently, and the machine soul fire in his eyes shot out more than three feet like a welding gun, and the adamantine dragon-head sledgehammer in his hand violently hit the ground!

The fire burned wildly, and a thick wall of fire rose from the ground, temporarily isolating the surging rat tide, buying time for the students to retreat and Harry's next plan.

Just as the students were rushing to the front door of Hogwarts, a large number of owls and skeleton birds suddenly flew out of every window of Hogwarts Castle. What they held in their claws were not envelopes and mails. Instead, there are hundreds of belts, bolters, chainsaw weapons, and power weapons!

The little wizards took the belt from their hands in a daze, tied it around their waists at Harry's instruction, and simultaneously pressed down the carved skull wings on the wide belt buckle with both hands.

"Those who want to destroy me!" Harry pulled the trigger of the chainsword and roared amidst the roar of a fiery dragon.

"Destroy them all for me!"

The students responded loudly without hesitation.

This passage is so familiar that every student present has copied it at least three hundred times!

"Authorization confirmed, start dressing."

The skull on the belt made a cold and boring mechanical sound, and all the parts of the power armor suddenly flew out from its wide-open mouth, completely wrapping their bodies in the surprised but natural eyes of the students.

The skeletal birds that soared above the crowd gathered their wings and landed, handing the chain swords and bolt guns to the hands of the students while chanting a hymn: "Praise the God of All Machines, Praise the Ohm Messiah."

The wall of fire dissipated, and the clan rats wearing tattered leather armor and holding crude weapons were shocked to find that what appeared in front of them was not a weak human cub that could be bullied at all, but a steel man standing two meters tall and weighing [-] kilograms. Buddha!

The red omen was filled with cold emotions, and the low roar of the chain saw seemed like the god of death was scratching their scalp.

In just a short moment, every student raised the bolt gun in their hands, opened the safety and pulled the trigger while shouting: "Soul of the Machine! Accept my gift! Swallow this light, and then breathe out death." !”

The magic power washes away, and the machine soul is delighted!

Amidst the roar of gunfire, bolt bullets flashing with faint light flew out. Under the guidance of the auspicious instrument and the stability of the power skeleton, they blasted every rat-man who dared to advance into the sky with incomparable accuracy. Scattered flesh and blood mud.

Immediately afterwards, the iron-mountain-like servitors on both sides used melta guns to burn into flying ashes. Apart from the floating smoke and the molten weapons on the ground, nothing could be left.

"My brothers and sisters! Charge with me!" Hermione stepped on the pile of corpses of the ratmen she had killed with the Mercy Blade, roaring wildly from the pig's mouth-shaped respirator.

Harry's whirling chainsword cut seven ratmen in half, and the blood stained his helmet and breastplate bright red.He raised his gun and aimed at the giant rat man appearing behind the rat tide while shouting: "For the sake of purity and glory, and for the eternal peace of our relatives, kill!"

"kill!!!"

The little wizards wearing power armor were already furious at this moment.

The people from the Lion House held a chain ax in each hand, jumped up suddenly and smashed into the depths of the rats, setting off a wave of flesh and blood like a meat grinder; the Badger House simultaneously cast the Iron Armor Curse under Cedric's command, Skeleton Birds and Owls replenished ammunition back and forth between the Primaris Workshop. They used solid steps, bolters that never overheated in their hands, and comrades standing side by side to push the rat tide back to their original position step by step.

The little snakes are not willing to give up their aristocratic temperament even on the battlefield. They hold long "Achilles" power halberds and stab every rat who resists tenaciously through the gaps in the little badger's iron armor. ; The Ravenclaws invariably carried heavy ammunition bags on their backs, holding a heavy bolter fed by a belt in each hand, laughing maniacally as they poured ammunition into the rat tide.

It always feels like déjà vu, but who does it look like...

"Look here! Stupid rats!"

Fiorina smiled like a little madman and jumped out of the window of the Ravenclaw Tower. She was wearing black power armor, and the "Saint Wings" type jetpack behind her had two spherical jet ports. The power armor supporting her and hanging two heavy six-barreled bolter cannons hovered in the air.

"Kneel down and give thanks! Because you will die under my latest work!"

The "Destruction Meteor" six-barreled heavy bolter cannon rotated at high speed amidst the buzzing sound. The two iron streams composed of bolt bullets were like the whip of God, whipping out bright red streaks from the vast ocean of Skaven. Wound!

"Hahahahahahaha!!! Go to hell, you bastards!!!" The flying flesh and blood of the rat man made Fiorina laugh wildly, her body twitching unconsciously, obviously she had climbed to the top top.

At this moment, dozens of large, troll-like rat-men crawled out of the deep green well behind the rat tide. They casually grabbed the clan rats at hand, whose bodies were wrapped in pickled robes, and roared. They were thrown directly towards the castle.

Even though the little wizards instantly exploded the clan rats that were forced to fly with the help of auspicious devices, what exploded from the filthy bodies was not flesh and blood, but streams of disgusting green smoke. .

They are the causative agent of the plague, the plague monks among rats!

Even though the respirator of the power armor helmet was engraved with the "Pure Breath" rune, the Gryffindors who were charging deep into the rat swarm still gasped hard one after another and collapsed to the ground feebly. .

In just a few seconds, they were infected by the plague!

Just when Hermione immediately led the group of Gryffindors behind her to rescue the fallen lion cubs, an antique chariot suddenly rushed out of the castle!

Nico Flamel held the reins and stood on a chariot made entirely of mithril. He slashed left and right with a power halberd, killing all the ratmen blocking the way.

And the "horses" that can pull this extremely heavy chariot are actually three men who are two meters tall, with extremely well-developed muscles, and their skin is covered with neural interfaces!

Their shoulder blades were pierced by iron hooks, and they were tied tightly to the chariot with chains. They were naked, and only the mortal chainswords in their hands could protect their bodies.

But they don't want to protect at all!

Their minds have been destroyed by Nico's day and night research, and now they just want to drag Nico into the depths of the rats, kill themselves, and destroy that damn old madman together!

"Nicholas Flamel..." The incarnation of Voldemort in the sky sneered: "You old immortal guy, do you also want to stop me?"

"Dear Tom, I have to correct you."

Nico used his power halberd to lift a rat-man high, and said with a smile: "I am not the one who can stop you."

"It's me."

In front of the incarnation of Voldemort, Ohm stretched out his wings and stood up out of thin air. The palms of his lightning claws turned up, revealing the black muzzle.

"Good morning, dear Mr. Voldemort, today is a good day, the birds are flying and the flowers are laughing. On such a beautiful day, people like you should listen to the tolling of the death knell!"

boom!