Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Boom!

The giant sword hit the ground hard, throwing up a handful of masonry debris.

"It's so enjoyable! It turns out that with great strength, you can really do whatever you want!"

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Fiorina's fair skin. At this time, she was only wearing a sports vest and a pair of shorts that were almost dug into her thighs, but she was holding the sword so openly. Standing, the gray hair on the shawl is free from the wind due to the release of magic power, like the clouds on Valkyrie's shawl.

Boy, this doesn’t look like the figure a 12-year-old girl should have at all!

Ohm breathed a long sigh of relief, took the displeased giant sword away from her hand, rubbed her head again, turned to Harry and said: "While waiting for Hermione, let's replenish our strength first. "

"Hey! Why don't you care about me?" Fiorina jumped up, hugged Om's head in her arms, and rubbed his long, straight black hair into a mess, "Aren't you afraid of my body?" Is it uncomfortable? What if the cast anvil is not installed in place and causes-"

"Come down! Your sweat is all on my face!"

Ohm yelled, pulled Fiorina off his body, held her armpits with both hands, and lifted the guy who had grown in size but still had the mind of a child in the air, and said angrily to her The pair of olive-green eyes said: "Look at how energetic you are. It's more energetic than a newborn poison-horned beast. How do you look like you need care?"

"Speaking of which," Harry said while chewing a sandwich of rubidium mashed potatoes and comparing the sizes of Fiorina and Ohm, "will we stop growing when we reach Lena's height, or will we get implants next month?" How about continuing to grow taller after using the bone forging furnace?"

Before Om could say anything, Fiorina broke free from his hands, put her hands on her hips and said loudly: "Of course I will continue to grow taller! I want to grow taller than this guy Om, and then I can grow taller." He...hehehehe..."

Wiping off the sweat from Fiorina on her face with "Clean Up", Ohm struck Fiorina's increasingly hardened skull with a hand knife: "Although what you said is right, don't laugh. You have to look so much like a strange uncle!"

Fiorina groaned and squatted down while holding her head: "It hurts! Why does it hurt so much!"

"Because after you grow taller, the position of your head is exactly at Ohm's best point of exerting force, so it will be particularly painful." Harry sucked the protein porridge, "And before Ohm hit you, he would hold back, wouldn't you? Do you know?"

Looking at Fiorina squatting on the ground and moaning, Ohm sighed helplessly, took off his robe and covered her body, and said, "You are such a big person, it's time to be more mature."

"I don't want to become mature!" Fiorina stood up and put Om's robe on her body like a sheet. "I want to always be a child who does whatever I want!"

Harry suddenly complained: "Such irresponsible remarks are only made by children."

His originally lean body had become much stronger now, and his girlish-looking facial contour had now become square and masculine.

The only problem is that Ohm feels that Harry looks more and more like a certain bodybuilder from that country on the other side of the Atlantic...

If the black-rimmed glasses on his face were replaced with sunglasses, the robes were replaced with riveted leather jackets, and the wand was replaced with a Winchester shotgun, it would look more like...

The door of the Primaris Workshop was opened from the outside, and a head with long platinum hair cautiously poked in. He shrank when he saw the room full of servitors, and then said in a semi-flattery and smooth tone. : "Excuse me, is Mr. Messiah here?"

As soon as these words came out, the servitors suddenly became commotion, and Vulcan directly raised his adamantine dragon-headed sledgehammer and pressed forward like a mountain: "What is your purpose? Tell me!"

Facing hundreds of pairs of skeleton eyes shining with scarlet light, Platinum Head's face was covered with cold sweat, and his tone was trembling: "I...I just...just want to..."

"It seems that I can't wait for Hermione to come out with you." Ohm stood up and arranged his hair that was messed up by Fiorina, and said to the two of them, "I hope this person who disturbed me is not just wasting my time. "

Fiorina directly raised her arms and said enthusiastically: "I'll go with you. You smart people like to talk in circles. I'll help you push the topic to the end!"

"That's right, let's come together." Om stretched out his hand towards Fiorina: "Give me my robe."

Fiorina hugged her weak and pitiful self tightly: "No."

Ohm pulled out a sledgehammer from the shrine around Basaka's neck: "I'll give you the Crusher in exchange."

"Smasher? Bring it to you!" Fiorina grabbed the smasher with her hand, "But the robe is still mine!"

"You guys go quickly." Harry picked up a whole plate of Orichalcum spaghetti and said, "I think the servitors almost scared the old man to death."

Lucius Malfoy was indeed about to faint.

He finally saved himself and his wife's lives from those murderous armored warriors, finally proved that he was not contaminated by any Chaos Evil God, and finally managed to escape from the hands of the Heretical Tribunal who were picking bones. After he and his wife were released on bail, they finally found the location of the "savior" in the changed Hogwarts Castle...

We have already gone through so many hardships, but we are still being challenged by these undead-like creations, saying that people without Hogwarts student IDs are not allowed to enter the Primaris Workshop. This has been frustrating for two days in a row. Lucius, who had not taken any water, his eyesight turned black and his steps became shaky and unsteady.

When I was studying at Hogwarts, I never had a student ID card!

When I was still a school director, there was no place in this whole castle that I didn’t know about, and there was no place that I couldn’t go to!

As the current head of the Malfoy family, he was always the only one who had to deal with other people's problems. When had Lucius himself ever been so arrogant?

Never!

"Okay, kids, go back to your posts."

Just when he was about to fall into coma, Lucius heard a deep and powerful voice like a loud bell.

"Your will is the direction we will move forward!" The servitors roared excitedly and left quickly.

Lucius steeled himself and opened his eyes, only to see a giant standing in front of him who was three and a half meters tall, as if he was holding the sky and the earth. He was far more majestic than the mechanical skeletons just now. On his handsome face There were a pair of deep, dull black eyes, staring at him as if he could see people's hearts clearly. He didn't speak, but seemed to be urging him to speak.

So he spoke, his brain running fast due to lack of sugar, and the first words that came out of his throat made Lucius want to slap himself:

"Is this fucking 12 years old?"