Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Southern France, Pyrenees Mountains.

This is the southernmost tip of France, the boundary between France and Spain, and a natural barrier for the French to stop the Arab invasion 1300 years ago.

And today, 1300 years later, this huge mountain range once again played a role in blocking foreign enemies for the French.

Only this time, those gathered at the foot of the mountain are no longer Islamic warriors wearing turbans and wielding Arabian scimitars, but the boundless zombies of the plague falling into the arms of Nurgle!

Surrounded by Spain and France, Andorra is the smallest principality in the world. As more than 468 people in the country are bewitched by the glow of life emitted by Nurgle, the [-] square kilometers of land has become the paradise of evil gods. Become a big shit egg in the Pyrenees Mountains that can explode at any time.

These creatures, whose bodies and appearances have been distorted by the power of subspace, have completely lost their self-awareness, and whose souls have been completely devoured by evil gods, are driven by instinct and are heading toward France, Spain, and the Buenos Aires whose schools were built on the top of the Pyrenees Mountains. Sparton Magic School charges away.

In their swollen and suppurating eyes, the radiance of magic is so tempting. If those wizards can be sacrificed, they will definitely get more love and blessings from their loving father!

And just when they climbed halfway up the mountain, sudden avalanches and mudslides completely buried these filthy and disgusting creatures. As massive amounts of magic flowed past, the snow mixed with mud quickly solidified, and these heretical evil spirits were like It was like it had never appeared before, completely disappearing under the earth and rocks.

Above the perennial snow line of the Pyrenees, there is a majestic manor that will amaze everyone. Every wall is as white as milk, every eave is as delicate as red dates, and every window is as beautiful as red dates. As colorful as flowers, when sunlight shines into the house through the windows made of stained glass, complex and magnificent colorful patterns will be revealed on all planes.

But Olim Maxim was not in the mood to appreciate this beautiful sight. She frowned in pain due to the overdraft of magic power, pressed her temples with fingers wearing huge opal rings, cleared her throat, and shouted: " Furong, get my medicine!"

After a while, the door to the room was opened from the outside.

Fleur Delacour, who had waist-length shiny silver hair and blue eyes with a slight silver light, walked in elegantly and quickly, holding a bottle of vitality tonic as bright as a red apple in her slender hands.

Looking at the principal leaning back tiredly on the office chair, Fleur said worriedly in her slightly hoarse voice: "Your medicine, Mrs. Maxim. This is the third time you have taken a tonic this week. If this continues, your body will not be able to support it. We should go with Hogwarts..."

Madame Maxime poured a bottle full of tonic that was as viscous as syrup, drank the red liquid, and her eyes suddenly became more radiant.

If an ordinary person drank this dose of tonic, his nose would have started to bleed.But as a mixed-race giant, Mrs. Maxim only had a trace of blood on her cheeks and had no other reaction.

After hearing Furong's words, she waved her hands nonchalantly, returned to her usual dignified sitting posture, and said: "The number of plague zombies that came up the mountain today has been reduced a lot. I believe that it won't be long before all of them are sealed away by me." Under the ice and snow, there is no need for those British guys to watch our jokes. Besides, our biggest enemy now is not the little zombies who can't even walk, but the ones who are about to tie us wizards to the stake. of the Vatican.”

At the mention of this place name, Mrs. Maxim felt her blood pressure jump up.

God knows what happened to Pope Paul III, who insisted on exterminating all wizards and heretics so that everyone could only look at the unlucky man who was nailed to the cross and pray.

This is so stupid!

But they actually got the power given by God. Those who believe in God have all kinds of abilities. They can create fire, frost, steel and other elements out of thin air, as if they have really been blessed by the gods. .

It is for this reason that they were called blessers by Paul III.

Also relying on the team composed of these well-wishers, the Vatican quickly conquered the entire Italy from a small country in Nie Er in a short period of time, establishing the largest and most powerful Papal State in modern society.

They did not stop their progress to unify Italy, but immediately attacked Switzerland to the north and formed an unbreakable alliance with the Germans who also believed in Catholicism.

With the combination of the technology of the Holy Sepulchre and the abilities of the Blessers, an evil beast capable of sweeping across Europe revealed its hungry and bloodthirsty fangs once again after 50 years.

Although Madame Maxime admired their actions of killing vampire Jews, she was extremely disgusted by the behavior of the two Axis coalition forces, which did not spare even the wizards who were living a stable life.

Seeing Madame Maxime's resolute attitude, Fleur couldn't say anything else. After all, there was a deep feud between Britain and France, and it was reasonable for her to adopt such an attitude.

The half-breed Veela tapped her chin with her finger in distress and thought for a while. Just when she was about to suggest that her principal go talk to the rough guys in Durmstrang, she heard the sound of claws tapping on the window.

clatter.clatter.clatter.

It's stiff and rigid, without any vitality that an owl should have. It's almost like a programmed machine. Just listening to it makes people's hair stand on end.

Mrs. Maxim stood up suddenly and saw that on the clean and flat window sill, there was a big mechanical bird wrapped in black film wings and driven by engines, connecting rods and gears. It was burning on its humanoid skull. With his faint red eyes, he looked at the environment in the room.

The moment she saw this mechanical creation, Mrs. Maxim's first reaction was: Are the Germans coming? !

But she soon overturned her view, because there was a gleaming golden double-headed eagle emblem on the skull of this big bird.

If it’s not the Germans, then which force will it be?

Seeing that the big bird was still tapping the window glass persistently, Madame Maxime held her oak wand in her hand and cautiously opened the window.

"Ah, finally..."

The mechanical bird immediately jumped in, shaking and stretching its wings like a real bird. The jaws of the skull's head opened and closed, and made a gentle sound with a metallic buzzing sound: "It's really cold on the top of the mountain, isn't it? Self Let me introduce you, I am the mourning bird number 00001 used by Lord Purple Phoenix. Oh, with this majestic figure and noble temperament, madam, you must be Mrs. Maxim, right?"

Seeing that the visitor spoke English with a slight London accent, Mrs. Maxim frowned slightly and said, "That's me. Who sent you here, and for what purpose?"

"Excuse my abruptness, madam, I mean, Madame Maxime."

No. 00001 spread his wings gracefully, curtsied gracefully, then straightened up, looked into Madame Maxime's eyes with his eyes burning with the fire of the machine soul, and said: "In obedience to the Emperor's will, I hereby I am here to inform you: The flagship of the Skyhawk Empire is about to enter Beauxbatons’ airspace, and you are about to have the honor of meeting His Majesty the Supreme Emperor, so please be prepared.”

"Entering the airspace?" Mrs. Maxim's eyes widened, "When?"

Number 00001 was silent for a moment and said: "Now, please raise your head and admire the majesty of the Sky Eagle Empire."

"Quoi?! (French: What)"

The hybrid giantess looked up in shock.

I saw the sky falling.