Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Ohm was stunned for half a second, then immediately came back to his senses and said: "If you just want to know the answer to this question, I can tell you clearly that I am indeed only 12 years old. Now you can go -"

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Lucius held Ohm's finger tightly and said sincerely: "Mr. Messiah, please listen to me. Although I have made some small mistakes before and followed people I shouldn't have followed. But I In fact, I want to be a good person. In Birmingham, I didn’t even kill anyone. It was all done by Crabbe and Goyle. I am innocent, Mr. Messiah!"

"But the instructions to kill came from your mouth, right, Mr. Malfoy?"

Ohm coldly shook off Lucius's hand, looked at the other person's astonished eyes and said, "Don't think that I don't know anything because I wasn't at the scene. All mechanical creations are my eyes and ears. What you did in that city I know exactly what you did. Don’t think about simply taking yourself out. There is only one end for you, and that is—judgment!”

"No no no no!"

Lucius knelt on the ground, walked to Ohm on his knees, clasped his hands, and looked up at Ohm pitifully: "I am willing to offer everything, land, wealth, knowledge, you can take anything you want! Please show mercy. , let my wife and I live in Hogsmeade as ordinary people! My son is your classmate, can you bear to watch the parents of your classmate die? "

As he said this, Lucius was actually already making plans in his mind.

Living in the town of Hogsmeade is a relatively compromise plan. It is neither too close to Ohm nor too distant, and can maintain a good relationship with each other.

Moreover, if Lord Voldemort can make a comeback in the future, if he lives in the town as an internal agent, won't his status suddenly rise?

Facing the elder's kneeling, Om twisted a sarcastic smile on his lips: "Mr. Malfoy, you are so unfamiliar with Occlumency, but you still dare to think these dirty thoughts in front of me. Are you brave or timid? I really can’t tell the difference.”

Lucius' expression changed slightly. He really didn't expect that the young man in front of him could master the silent and wandless "Legilimency" at such a young age. He quickly said: "Mr. Messiah, actually I - "

A thick gun barrel was inserted into his mouth, directly turning the next words he wanted to say into a "woo woo woo" sound.

Fiorina held the gun in one hand and the power hammer "Smasher" in the other. She said to Ohm impatiently: "This old boy doesn't say a word of truth. Let's just kill him!"

"Don't worry, play with him."

Ohm reached out and held down the gun in Fiorina's hand, pulled the thick and long barrel out of Lucius's mouth, and said amidst the middle-aged man's violent coughing: "Hogsmeade is shot." Everything has laws to follow and laws to follow. You enslave your compatriots, disregard human lives, and amass money wantonly. These are all mistakes you made. As long as you make a mistake, you will be punished by the law. But our laws are also People are encouraged to make a positive contribution to the town, and we will provide incentives and rewards in accordance with the law. Mr. Malfoy, do you understand what I say?"

"Huhuhu... understand..." Lucius rubbed his throat and gasped: "I admit the crime... I admit it! I also offer the land, wealth, knowledge... but I must explain it. One thing, these...are all my sins and have nothing to do with my wife and children!"

"it is good."

Ohm put his hands behind his back and nodded slightly: "According to the information from my eyes and ears, during the time your wife was in Birmingham, she did not commit any fault other than condoning your behavior. So she would not have been arrested in the first place. Judgment, please rest assured.”

Lucius didn't say anything else. He pursed his lips tightly and dragged his hungry body to the gate of the Primaris Workshop with some staggering steps. He leaned against the door frame and turned back to Ohm and said: "My son, he... seems to be still... I firmly believe that the dark devil, Voldemort, will lead our family back to its glorious peak, and please take good care of him..."

At this moment, his gray eyes were extremely serious: "This is a request from a father."

"That's natural." Ohm smiled and nodded, "After all, he is also my classmate."

Seeing Lucius's back disappearing from the door, Ohm let out a long sigh of relief and asked Fiorina beside him: "Is what I did just now really right?"

Fiorina, who was uninterested, was stunned for a moment and said, "Which part do you mean? Want money or take care of his son?"

"Of course it costs money!" Ohm kneaded Fiorina's face that was much more mature and beautiful but still full of elasticity mercilessly, "His son has Sirius watching over him 24 hours a day, so I can't take care of him! "

Fiorina shook her head violently, threw away Ohm's hand, raised her thumbs and made a one-armed loop at him, saying: "It's only natural to do things with money, I think you did it in an honest way. !”

The girl's serious expression made Ohm feel a little relieved. He smiled and said, "Thank you, F.F. It's really been a big help."

Fiorina immediately put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction and muttered: "I feel like I didn't do much, and it made me follow me happily, like a big fool."

"how could be?"

Ohm leaned over and kissed Fiorina's smooth cheek gently: "You have done what you do best - didn't you notice that Mr. Malfoy almost peed his pants?"

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Fighting class venue.

Hermione and Ye Jiangming fought together again!

Compared with the last time, Hermione did not wear power armor this time, but her movement speed was only 30% slower than that of the full-body modified Ye Jiangming!

Moreover, what she held in her hand was no longer the Blade of Mercy. The pair of daggers were too small and mini for her now.

What was held in the hands of this lioness at this moment was a rune sword with a length of 1.8 meters and a weight of [-] kilograms!

The whole body of the sword is an ancient silver color, and there are gorgeous and calm reliefs on the sword's spine, as if it has just awakened from thousands of years of slumber, but there is a trace of moist glow flowing on the blade, like the germination of life. The flow is endless.

The ancient and the young appear harmoniously and harmoniously on the same instrument, which makes people feel an uncomfortable sense of dislocation just by looking at it.

For Ye Jiangming, who faced the sword directly, the most uncomfortable thing was that he couldn't use the joke dog training tactics like last time when fighting against a weapon of this weight.

He must face every attack from this little witch seriously, otherwise he will be seriously injured just by being brushed by this weight!

At this moment, there were only two choices before Ye Jiangming - dodge the attack and... deflect the blade!