Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

The light dissipated, and Snape couldn't wait to put down his hands covering his eyes and look in Ohm's direction.

If the antidote he is responsible for refining can break the curse that even Nico Flamel cannot break, then maybe he will have a chance to be called the most legendary alchemist today, right? !

He blinked hard to suppress the cloudy and divergent light spots in his eyes into a scene that his brain could accept.

Success or failure, it all depends on this!

Then, Snape saw Ohm shaking his head full of slender and smooth manes. Each of the black and gray hairs reflected the light of gems under the reflection of the lights in the room, as gentle as the deep black river water. And soft.

In the midst of the fluttering smooth hair, Snape vaguely saw James Potter raising two middle fingers to himself and mouthing to himself: "Thankyouandfuckyou!"

After a whole week of hard work, I only got a bottle of werewolf-specific hair care solution? !

Then isn't it equivalent to helping his deceased rival to expand the market? !

Thinking of this, Snape's expression looked like he had eaten half a fly in the spaghetti in a members-only restaurant. With a dark face, he flicked his sleeves, turned and slammed the door, leaving behind the expensive crystal neck on the ground. I don't even want to use the magic spell to bring it back.

Stroking the super soft and smooth fur on his body, Ohm sighed helplessly.

Although it is true that canary feathers no longer grow on my body, can't even the joint efforts of the professors make me return to human form?

It seems that I can only continue to maintain the werewolf form for the next period of time...

"Wow!"

Seeing Ohm's wolf hair that looked so good to touch, Fiorina screamed in surprise, pounced on Ohm, and buried her whole face in Ohm's thick and soft belly. Among the short hair, he kept rubbing his cheek.

"This is so comfortable! Ohm, can I make a pillow out of your hair?"

Holding the back collar of the gray-haired dumpling, he tore her off his belly. Om pointed at the piles of canary feathers on the ground: "These things also fell from my body. Don't tell me they were made for you." A pillow, even a thick quilt for the winter is more than enough."

"I don't want these defective products!" Fiorina yelled dissatisfied, waving her limbs wildly, "I just want the soft fur on you!"

"Then your short gray hair is also soft, so can I make a bracelet out of your hair?" Ohm sneered, showing no intention of letting up because of Fiorina's trick.

Just kidding, I’m the one who raised twelve younger brothers and sisters!Even when Aaron was a kid, I didn't even bother to say anything when he rolled on the ground and peeed in order to eat ice cream. How could I compromise because of your unsavory little trick?

"You - hum!" Fiorina struggled to break away from Ohm's hand, "Just wait and see!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran out of the small room where Ohm isolated herself. When she ran to the door of the Primaris Workshop, she turned around and ran back, licked the palm of her hand, and smeared her saliva on Ohm's smooth and oily fur.

Just when Ohm was bewildered and yelled due to the attack of mysophobia, she pinched her cheeks and made a face, and like a little fox that succeeded in its scheme, she happily jumped away from this place full of fluff.

Just when Ohm was using "Clean Up" on himself and summoning the servitors to clean up the canary feathers in this small room, Servo Skull 001 flew over from the door with a small piece of parchment, steadily He stopped in front of Ohm and clearly displayed the contents on the parchment:

ohm,

From what Severus said, your "problem" has been cured. Can you please come to the principal's office now? We have a major matter related to Chaos that needs to be discussed.

The password for the principal's office is "Civet".

Minerva McGonagall.

After reading the note, Ohm casually put on a robe and left the Primaris Workshop, heading towards the entrance to the principal's office on the third floor.

Along the way, Ohm unexpectedly discovered that his current state seemed to be quite popular with the little witch. Soon a series of chattering girls gathered behind him.The timid one followed him and whispered to him if there was anything different in his life after becoming a werewolf; the bold one just started pulling his tail and pinching the pads of his palms.

Among them, Ohm felt that the way Angelina of Gryffindor looked at him was particularly wrong. Whenever he looked at her, she and her companions would burst into hearty laughter and tease her into braiding into long, dirty braids. s hair.

After finally getting rid of these guys who were tampering with him, Ohm asked strangely to Oliver Wood, captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, who was doing physical training with the help of fitness equipment placed in the corridor: "Why are these girls so old?" Surrounding me, don't they have anything else to do?"

Wood, who was reading carefully with a large iron-covered book in one hand and performing shoulder presses with a 25kg dumbbell in the other, sighed, put down the dumbbell and patted Ohm's arm: "Professor Messiah, you are still young now, I can't Let me explain to you the 'wild complex' in the hearts of these girls... But you just need to know that the witches who surrounded you just now have a special fetish for humanoid, strong and handsome beasts like you."

He paused and added: "And you'd better be careful of the boys who suddenly approach you with brewed black tea. They...may be even crazier than girls."

Ohm's mind was so shocked that he didn't even know how he got to the door of the principal's office, but he took a few deep breaths to calm down his mind. After combing the hair on his face and head, he found the intricately carved wooden He tapped twice on the door with his fingers and opened the door to the principal's office with a calm expression.

Professor McGonagall, who heard the sound of the door opening, looked up from the map in front of her: "You're here, the Messianic Cult——"

shine!

When she saw Ohm for the first time, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but squint her eyes, because his smooth fur exuded an aura of nobility under the crystal chandelier hanging in the dome, just like freshly salvaged seaweed. Just as hydrating and lustrous!

Professor Flitwick, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, couldn't stop laughing: "No wonder Severus looked so ugly just now. He, the guy who hates washing his hair the most, actually developed a shampoo with such outstanding effects. It's really funny." Me! Ohm, you must remember to remind me to ask him for two bottles when you come back!"

"Professor Flitwick, I'm afraid that only a werewolf like me who drinks the potion after eating the shape-shifting biscuits will have an effect. You'd better continue to use the Potter family's quick and smooth fortune." Ohm said euphemistically. He looked at Yang Wenqing and Ye Jiangming, who were also sitting in the principal's office, "Excuse me, what happened that even the foreign aid delegation got involved?"

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat, threw the map in her hand into the air, and while it was hanging in the air and zooming in, she said loudly: "Since Diagon Alley was destroyed, the goblins and dwarves who originally lived in it have returned in their own way. There are clan lands, and the largest clan land is——"

She drew a circle in the air with her wand and marked a huge mountain range in northwest England on the map: "——Lonely Mountain. It is also the only place in the world where the three races of dwarves, goblins, and humans live together."

"Half of my goblin blood comes from there." Professor Flitwick took over and smiled sarcastically, "It was also those poor relatives who drove me out of my ancestral home. Now they are actually groveling and begging me to let Hogwarts take them in. What a turn of events..."

"As far as I know, dwarves and elves both possess powerful and mysterious technologies and magic - oh, sorry, you should call it magic here - so what happened to them that made them need Hogwarts?" Where are the refugees?" Yang Wenqing pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked in a deep voice.

"They dug too deep..." Wisps of silver mist representing memory flowed from Professor McGonagall's eyes, forming a human-shaped figure in the air, which looked like -

"Servant?" Ohm looked at the extremely familiar appearance and frowned tightly. His pair of pointed ears stood up high, obviously entering a state of concentration, "No, that's not right. Although the appearance is similar, the design ideas of the internal structure and the materials used are completely different.”

"The dwarves called them 'Necrons'. These combat robots of unknown age killed most of the creatures in the mountain after being dug out. They were also the trigger for the Shanyan Town outside the Gushan to be corrupted by Chaos Faith. Under the threat of death, a large number of intelligent creatures chose to sacrifice their souls to the evil gods in exchange for the power to survive."

Turning his wand, Professor McGonagall marked a group of buildings at the foot of Lonely Mountain and said seriously to everyone present: "If Lonely Mountain is completely corrupted by Chaos, we will lose the largest magic mineral production base in the UK. This is our An unbearable loss. Therefore, Professor Mesai and Mr. Yang, I need you to lead our army to take Gushan back from the hands of Chaos!"