Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

At this moment, the owner of the Pig Head Bar came out and said to Ohm with a straight face: "Your wolf dog drove away my customers and damaged the tables, chairs, benches and countless cups in my shop. How are you going to compensate me?" I?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Aberforth." Ohm knocked Barsaka's ceramic head apologetically and said to the bar owner, "How about this? When I find Professor Dumbledore, I want you to give him Another punch on the bridge of the nose."

Regarding the conflict between the two brothers, Om had heard Professor McGonagall talk about it before when she first assumed the position of principal.

Aberforth thought carefully for a moment and said, "You'd better do what you say."

Then he slammed the door shut, and the sign hanging above flipped from "OPEN" to "CLOSE" at the same time.

What he wanted was not compensation at all, he just wanted an attitude about Hogwarts' attitude towards his brother.

At least judging from the current contact with the Messiah Professor, Hogwarts will not give up the search for his mysteriously missing brother for the time being, but if nothing is found after a long time, it will be hard to say.

"It's true that dragon eggs are contraband on the Ministry of Magic's banned list, but..."

After appeasing the bar owner, Ohm turned his attention back to the wizard with a mature hairstyle in front of him and said: "...You broke the law of the Ministry of Magic, what does it have to do with me?"

The Mediterranean wizard opened his mouth in shock. He simply couldn't believe that such words would come out of the mouth of a powerful local figure.

Leaning over to pull him up from the ground, Ohm used a cleaning spell to sweep away the dust from the man's body, and continued: "But there are a few things I really want to know: How many dragon eggs do you have left? Can you provide a stable supply? Are there more varieties to choose from? And most importantly, what do you call them?”

The Mediterranean wizard kneaded his fingers awkwardly: "Just call me Hiccup. Mr. Messiah, I..."

"After seeing that I can command the servitors, do you..." The man in front of me was still hesitating, Ohm smiled more and more amiably, "...still don't trust me?"

Feeling the powerful pressure rising like a tsunami from the man in front of him, Hiccup turned pale and waved his hands repeatedly, saying: "There are many more dragon eggs! My clan has a dragon training farm on a small island in Norway. , I can stably provide about 50 dragon eggs every year. In addition to the Norwegian Ridgeback, I can also provide the eggs of the Swedish Brachysaurus and the Romanian Ceratopsaurus, and even the fertilized eggs of the Hesidian Black Dragon can be stolen for you. come over!"

"Fifty pieces!" Hagrid exclaimed, hugging his dragon egg like a son, "Merlin's nose hair! Your clan's dragon training ground must be huge!"

"Big, yes big."

Hiccup smiled bitterly and said: "Our clan was almost destroyed in this largest dragon training ground in Western Europe. 80.00% of our feed depends on imports from the outside world, but since those chaotic madmen appeared in the world, After Apparition was banned, our trade chain was broken. No wizard dared to Apparate to our small island with goods anymore. We can only rely on us dragon tamers to ride brooms across the vast sea to the mainland. Buy supplies on the plane, then turn around and fly back. Not only is it slow, but it also doesn't carry much. During this time, the big lizards on the island are so hungry that they want to eat people."

As he spoke, he looked at Ohm for help, obviously hoping that this powerful giant could help him.

"How pitiful..." Hagrid's face was full of pity, but he didn't know whether it was for the person or the fire dragon.

"In that case."

Ohm pulled out a piece of parchment from the shrine around Barsaka's neck, and used his spiritual power to control the quill to write quickly on it. At the same time, he said to the gamekeeper: "I will write to Professor McGonagall now and tell her about this sanctuary." The Dragon Farm matter, and my views on this matter. Hagrid, please take Mr. Hiccup to visit Hogsmeade and wait for Professor McGonagall’s reply.”

"Oh! I'm very happy! Staying with such a master of dragon training, I will definitely learn a lot about fire dragon training!" Hagrid stuffed a dragon egg the same color as black coal into his hand. In the empty pocket, a slap the size of a cattail leaf slapped Hiccup's shoulder gently, almost pushing him to the ground.

"Remember not to give him too much brandy." Fiorina hid her AA12 in her robe. "I don't want him to spit on Professor McGonagall."

"Thank you! Thank you! Our fire dragon can be saved!" Hiccup reached out to Ohm excitedly.

Ohm handed the parchment to the skeleton bird summoned through the machine soul, transferred the vegetable basket in his hand to his left hand, held Hiccup's whole forearm in his right hand, and said with a smile: "Don't be too happy. Morning."

"Huh?" Hiccup was dumbfounded. Before he could say anything, Hagrid picked up his collar and slipped into the Pig's Head Bar.

Holding Elena's hand with a face full of "I don't quite understand, but it feels so great", Ohm walked towards home with satisfaction.

Fire dragons are good things. Their powerful bodies and magic power allow them to become excellent war machines after training.Even if you die in battle, the remaining skin, bones, fat, muscles, scales and blood can be recycled, processed and sold again. Even the stool you pull out on weekdays can be transported to Professor Sprout's greenhouse for nourishment. Those magic plants.

It can be said that from the outside to the inside, from top to bottom, every inch of tissue has its own unique value and effect. Every healthy adult fire dragon can be called a golden mountain that can breathe fire.

And now, if Professors McGonagall and Professor Snape work well together, they might be able to earn a dragon training ground out of thin air for Hogwarts. Such a good thing is not something you can get every time you come to Hogsmeade. met.

However, it is not ruled out that the clan behind Hiccup has strong resistance to the move of the dragon training farm to the Forbidden Forest.But so what?At worst, I could drive the Eagle's Nest to the island for a "descendence".

"My intuition tells me that you must be brewing some bad plans now." Fiorina held Elena's other hand and looked up at Ohm, who seemed calm on the surface.

"Where is it?" Ohm said, "I dream of filling the world with PeaceLove, how could I do bad things?"

"You know, Boss Ohm?" Elena sighed and said, "The more activity you have in your heart, the less expression you have on your face. Just now your face almost turned into a sculpture, which shows how much you have in your heart. Ideas pop up.”

Just when Ohm looked surprised, Elena added: "Only I have observed this pattern. Even sister Marlenia, who is closest to you, doesn't know about it. Of course, she can't be blamed for this. Who can let her know?" Her eyesight is bad."

"Aha! Now I know it too!" Fiorina tapped Ohm's eyes with her finger, "Don't try to deceive me again with your thinking look! Tell me your plan now!" I invite you truthfully!"

Although it didn't matter whether he told the gray-haired group about this plan or not, at this moment, Ohm suddenly remembered that the "A Thousand Ways to Deal with Witches" he had read recorded a method to counter this kind of questioning, and he held it in his arms. The experimental and playful mood asked back: "Then do you know what it's like when you think?"

Fiorina was stunned for a moment. After searching the memory in her brain at high speed to no avail, she quickly asked: "What does it look like? Is it stupid?"

But at this time, Om smiled and said nothing, with a mysterious and teasing look on his face.

"Hey! You should tell me quickly!" Fiorina felt like there were a hundred cats scratching their claws in her heart, and it was extremely itchy.

Strictly following the steps in the book, Ohm still chose to remain silent, but instead vaguely quickened his pace, as if he was trying to escape into the home next to the Mechanical Church.

This drove Fiorina crazy. This feeling of being intrigued and unable to let go was not pleasant at all.She pulled her hair and shouted, "Om Messiah! I'm going to kill you!"

Now, she had completely forgotten about asking Ohm about the plan, and was only thinking about getting the result of the previous question from his mouth.

Seeing that Fiorina was really angry, Ohm immediately stopped practicing the knowledge in the book, stopped and told the furious gray-haired dumpling exactly what he thought about the dragon training farm.

"Tch, that's it? With your expression, I thought you were planning to sink Western Europe."

The gray-haired dumpling scratched his neck and thought for a while, then asked: "When the time comes, can I experience opening a church - ah, no - driving a Titan? The big guns on it look very exciting!"