Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Walking out of the principal's office with Sirius, Ohm waved to a servitor who was doing daily inspections in the corridor: "Ask your brothers where Harry Potter is now."

The machine soul fire in the eyes of this machine servitor numbered 1001 flashed for a moment, and the problem spread through the special connection between the machine soul fire, and soon he said: "The most powerful and holy Lord, Mr. Potter at this moment He is resting in the Primaris Workshop, do you need me to notify Vulkan to wake him up?"

"Tell him to keep the status quo." Ohm patted 1001 on the shoulder, "Thank you for your help, my son, continue to perform your work."

"Merciful Father, I just did some trivial things..." 1001 fearfully bowed the Eagle Salute to Ohm, and left with brisk steps in a high-spirited manner. "

Sirius watched the back of 1001 disappear around the corner of the corridor. He turned around and said to Ohm in his usual sarcastic tone: "They are so easy to coax. They become happy when you touch them. They are just like dogs."

"No, they are actually the most difficult people to please in the world." Ohm was no longer too lazy to argue with Sirius, who always liked to speak harshly, and retorted as he walked without looking back, "Do you know why? Because there are people in this world. There are more than a billion people, but only one person's touch can make them feel happy from the bottom of their hearts. And that person is me. It's 'me' that makes them happy. If someone else does this, the most likely way is to gain loyalty. of explosive bombs.”

"Then you are the leader of the Gestapo of the Third Reich? You have a large group of loyal thugs under you. Whoever is displeased will be sent to hell - 'Bang!' with a sound." Sirius made a gun shape with his fingers. , making a shooting motion towards his temple.

Ohm scratched the soft hair on his chin, thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "To a certain extent, you are damn right."

"Aha!"

Sirius suddenly became happy and stretched out his translucent arms to warmly hug Ohm's shoulders: "If your kid is in the same class as me, he will definitely become one of our predators! We like your unruly attitude. Catering to the rebellious energy of the public! I should also think of a nickname for you... How about calling you 'Big Muscle King'?"

Ohm turned to look at Sirius with a dull face. Seeing the serious look in his eyes, he silently put the experimental project of "exploring the possibility of beating ghosts" to the highest priority.

The two of them walked to the eighth floor of the castle in this embarrassing silence. Along the way, many young wizards who used fitness equipment on both sides of the corridor to exercise came up to ask Ohm how he summoned the giant mechanical creation that was hundreds of meters high. , were all blocked by Ohm's words, "If you want to learn, I will teach you if you get No. 1 in your grade in the final exam."

The servitors had already raised the door of the Primaris Workshop and waited for Ohm's arrival, while Sirius marveled at the Silly Barnabas Tapestry opposite the Primaris Workshop.

"I have been to this place at least thousands of times when I was in school," he said, "but I never thought that there is an undiscovered secret room here. Hogwarts can always bring surprises to people. If you live If the dot map is still in my hand, I will definitely update it immediately."

"I'm sorry, I don't know where the Marauder's Map you mentioned is now, but judging from the current transformation of Hogwarts, maybe it would be a better choice to draw another one? The students will thank you for marking them Outside the public exercise area." Ohm waved to Sirius, "Come on, I can't wait to see your godson's face crying when he sees his godfather who has returned from the underworld."

Sirius showed a sly smile: "Maybe you can record this moment and show it to everyone to appreciate when Harry gets married."

"What?! Harry is my best friend, he can be called a brother! I simply don't agree with your proposal-"

Ohm smiled like a big bad wolf trying to trick a little lamb into opening the door: "——I can't refuse!"

The two of them laughed in unison, and Ohm quickly summoned a few servitors and asked them to take drawing boards and follow him, ready to record Harry's expression when he was frightened.

Everything was ready, Ohm and Sirius looked at each other, Shi Shiran walked into the Primaris Workshop, passed through the hot parts forging and assembly area, and walked towards the specially designated design drawing area.

Pushing open the wooden door that had been specially soundproofed, Ohm said loudly: "Harry, look who's coming - HOLYSHIT!!!"

On the single sofa where Harry usually likes to sit, a solitary head is seen leaning on the armrest of the sofa. The cervical vertebrae, trachea, and blood vessels are clearly visible on the cross-section of the neck, and the iconic round black head is clearly visible. The glasses were crookedly worn on his pale face.

No matter how you look at it, this is the scene of a beheading!

"Merlin's briefs! Harry! No!!!"

The servitors were busy writing on the drawing boards, and Sirius's already pearly white cheeks were now a bit whiter.He flew forward and tried to hold Harry's head, but the illusory hands could only penetrate through the flesh in vain, unable to affect the real world at all.

Uh, no, it does have an impact.

For example, Harry's head suddenly trembled, he gasped, opened his eyes suddenly, looked blankly at the translucent figure in front of him through his crooked glasses, opened his mouth, and said with some disbelief: "Sirius. ? But haven’t you already...don’t I also—"

"Harry Potter!"

An angry roar interrupted Harry's self-doubt. Ohm strode over angrily and lifted off the silver-gray cloak covering Harry: "For the sake of the God of Death, he worked so hard to make the Deathly Hallows. , the invisibility cloak is not for you to use as a blanket!!!"

"But it's really soft. If you don't believe me, try it yourself..." Harry retorted weakly, and then became happy again, "Sirius! You're back!"

"Yes, Harry, I'm back." Sirius's voice was choked, "I am a disqualified godfather, but I promise you, I will never leave you again this time. Can you give me another chance?" ?"

"Of course, Sirius, of course!" Harry happily stretched out his hands to hug his incorporeal godfather. Although he could only embrace the misty mist and the cold touch, he felt so warm in his heart.

I have a family again, and that's the most important thing!

Ohm watched Harry and his godfather embrace each other, and suddenly thought of Sister Malika's embrace. A sour liquid suddenly surged in his chest. It swirled around the most painful wound and refused to go away.

At this moment, the servitor beside him handed over a piece of parchment like a treasure.

Ohm took it and took a look, only to see that on the parchment, the servitor used very fine strokes to carefully describe the scene where he was scared and screamed by Harry's head just now, and the wolf fur all over his body exploded like New Year's fireworks. When he opened his eyes, he looked bloated and strangled by his clothes, like a Michelin tire man.

This made him shake his head and laugh, and handed the parchment back to the servitor and said: "Frame this painting and hang it on the wall opposite this position to remind this glasses guy not to sleep with the invisibility cloak on in the future. "

"I shall carry out your will with my life." The servitor bent down and took the parchment with both hands.

Since the Creator attaches so much importance to this painting, let’s go to Commander Vulkan to create a gorgeous frame later!

We must let everyone’s eyes be caught by it as soon as they enter this room, and they must jointly admire the holy face of the Creator!