Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"Graham, leave this to us."

The power sword in Cedric's hand pierced the slave overseer's chest, and he lifted it up as the scum screamed.

Blood spattered, and the sinner's upper body burst open like a flower, burning into charred debris in the blue magical flames.

Cedric turned to Graham, who was still firing death curses at the fleeing slave overseers, and shouted: "Don't be stupid, gather the refugees, and conduct detection according to the level [-] chaos standards!"

Although he was unhappy with being bossed around, because Cedric was a pure-blood wizard and handsome enough, Graham responded simply: "Understood!"

He immediately fixed the force field shield to the power backpack on his back through the card slot, and strode towards the refugees who were looking at him eagerly.

Seeing this war machine that could kill people silently approaching them, the refugees did not greet it as eagerly as they had prayed. Instead, they could only tremble in place, like emperor penguins facing a snowstorm. Just as tightly clustered together.

The fear in their eyes was almost visible to the naked eye. After all, they had seen with their own eyes how the two-meter-high steel pagoda killed the fleeing slave overseers in an extremely cruel and bloody way.

These refugees have no basis in their hands to ensure that these giants who keep saying they want to protect them in the sky projection will not massacre and enslave themselves and others in a more inhumane way.

"Tsk, this mental state is not good, it will affect the accuracy of the detector..."

Graham was talking to himself, pulling out the magic revolver from the holster on the outside of his thigh, and pointed the deep muzzle directly at the group of refugees in front of him.

Facing this huge firearm that was as rough and thick as a rhinoceros, the refugees suddenly screamed in terror, pushing and trampling each other, and crowded towards the center of the crowd.

Only by letting others block the gun for you can you have a chance to survive!

"Hey! Calm down! Everyone, calm the fuck down!"

Looking at the chaotic crowd, Graham cursed in his mind a curse word that was absolutely forbidden in Hogwarts, and directly pulled the trigger.

A beam of pleasant magenta beam shot out from the black barrel, and Professor Flitwick's improved happy spell enveloped these poor people who had been severely damaged physically and mentally. Their panic-stricken moods immediately eased, and they stood quietly in place, with somewhat stiff happy smiles on their faces.

(Note: The happy curse was not invented, it appeared in the sixth part of the original work.)

Taking this opportunity, Graham pulled the hammer, and the bullet nest storing the spell immediately rotated one space according to the owner's wishes.

Pulling the trigger again, "Legilimency·Legilimency" directly used the words of comfort in Graham's mind that had been rehearsed hundreds of times in advance, along with dozens of pictures of warm life scenes in Hogsmeade, and directly opened the door. Into the hearts of these poor people who have fallen silent.

In just a moment, this group of rootless and miserable people understood the ultimate purpose behind all the actions of this group of seemingly ferocious and vicious killing machines - to destroy all forces that threaten people's life safety and happiness. Eliminate them all from the land of Great Britain!Leave no one behind!

So they meekly obeyed Graham's instructions and formed a long queue.

And just when Graham took off the subspace energy detector designed by the legendary alchemist Nico Flamel from his lower back and checked each one for whether they were contaminated by Chaos, one of them turned sallow due to malnutrition. The young man raised his hands tremblingly and murmured: "Sir... I saw a little boy being carried away by two guards before. I don't know if he is still alive. Please... do you need it?" Shall I take you to find him?"

"First, we will never give up on any of our suffering compatriots; second, don't call me Sir!" Graham threw the long prismatic subspace energy detector to him. Because he didn't bring a long-range weapon, he could only complain. Watching Qiu Zhang annihilate the criminals one by one, Wood said to the young man: "Lead the way."

"Yes, sir. It's no problem, sir." The young man said subconsciously, and then immediately reacted and waved his hands, "I didn't mean to contradict you, sir, what I meant was - uh..."

Graham sighed deeply: "Shut up and take me there."

"Yes……"

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The sound of broken bricks falling to the ground pulled Kahn's consciousness out of the blurred darkness.

A huge voice with a thick metallic echo said in a low voice: "You beasts who love to eat humans really deserve to die."

This voice made Kahn wake up completely. The strong pain was burning his nerves, telling the child very clearly: Your hands and feet have been chopped off.

But Kahn's vitality has always been extremely tenacious. He used the severe pain of his severed hands and feet to stimulate the body that was suffering from severe hunger and blood loss, and managed to raise his lead-filled eyelids just a little bit. .

Just that little bit, he saw something that he would never forget in his life!

A huge dark green armor decorated with a large number of gold carvings crashed through the thick red brick wall. Angry crimson goggles stared at the two overseers who were still stained with blood at the corners of their mouths and chewed the young flesh and blood in their mouths.

"You, who are you?!"

The taller overseer yelled sternly: "Do you know that this is Lord Lamy's territory? If he says a word, soldiers will come over and shoot you on the spot!"

"You little bastard, don't be so shameless!" Another supervisor became more confident and pointed at Graham's nose with his arm bone still attached to pink flesh, "Don't think you are wearing such flashy armor. You can do whatever you want! If you have the ability, don’t run away. I must let you, a forced brat, see what a black hand is today!"

"Things like pigs and dogs, when did you have the right to threaten me?!"

Graham's face under the helmet was covered with rage as fiery as viper venom. The halberd in his hand drew a perfect trajectory and slashed across the chest and abdomen of the two scum in front of him!

The expressions on the faces of the two scumbags froze at the same time. They looked down stupidly at the rapidly expanding red line on their chests, and the body above the chest suddenly fell from the body.

Just as these two scum who were dying looked at their bodies that were still standing and let out sickening screams, Graham walked quickly to Kahn, whose limbs had been cut off, but who was still alive. Beside you, he said softly: "It's okay, I'll take you to a safe place."

Kahn looked at the scarlet bird fortune teller that was very close at hand, and in his throat hoarse from dry coughing, he said: "Sir, are you an angel?"

Graham was stunned. He used a healing spell to seal Kahn's wound without stopping. His arms covered with thick armor lifted the thin boy from the dining table and said, "Yes, kid." . But what I bring is not a reward for the good people, but a judgment for the devil!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Graham's iron boots crushed the two scum's still wailing heads on the ground, causing the smelly pink brains to splatter on the gold decoration of his calves.

"Great, Mr. Angel." Kahn closed his eyes, the will to survive drained from his body, and his soul would leave this broken body at any time.

He said in a voice as subtle as a mosquito's buzz: "I can see my parents again..."

"What are you thinking about, you brat!" Graham suddenly yelled angrily, pointing the magic revolver at Kahn's chest and firing six rounds in a row, "Resume quickly."

"Are you just going to give up your life?! I took the time to save you just to keep you alive!" Graham said viciously, taking out a first-aid bullet the color of coagulated blood from the first-aid bag on his waist. "Want to die? Dreaming! I, Graham Foley, never engage in loss-making business. You must live a good life for me and use your life to repay me in the future!"

boom!

The gun went off.

The bright red first-aid bullet shattered on Kahn's forehead, injecting the energy called "life" into his body, adding another handful of fuel to the fire of his soul that was about to disappear.

This is a second life outside of your parents!