Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"What's the matter, father?"

004-Perturabo on the side asked a little strangely: "Has the subspace evil god begun to invade the real world on a large scale?"

"No... nothing."

Careful sensing was fruitless, as if the pins and needles sensation coming from his left arm was just an illusion.

My left hand was broken in the boudoir of Slaanesh when she faced the incarnation of Slaanesh. Could it be because of this...

In short, keep this in mind first and be prepared.

Ohm turned to look at Perturabo and said helplessly: "You unlucky boy, can you put down that toaster!"

"But, Dad! This is the trophy I got from the French!" Perturabo opened his palms to show Ohm the small machine that he had maintained so shiny. "Besides, don't you think its shell Isn’t the curvature and popper sound cute?”

"Oh--"

Ohm slapped his forehead hard, turned around and shouted: "Vulkan! Arrange something for your fourth brother! He has been dangling this damn machine in front of me all night!"

Vulkan jolted over, holding an absurdly large heavy melta gun in his hand. His eyes flashing with machine soul flames looked at Perturabo expectantly: "Fourth, I need one. A room that can be used to test the lethality of the 'World-Destroying' melta cannon. See if you can..."

Perturabo's eyes suddenly burst into flames (in the physical sense), and he yelled: "Why do you have to go to me for such a non-technical matter! Can't you go to Ferus?!"

Vulkan said in a good voice: "When it comes to building a house, who can be better than you, fourth brother. Even the current Hogwarts was built so quickly under your guidance. You are Among our brothers, he is the most powerful architect."

"Hmph, that goes without saying!" Perturabo snorted heavily and put the bright silver toaster under her arm. "Where do you want to build that little shabby house? Take me there to see it. If there is light, The ventilation is too bad, I won’t help you!”

"You two! Don't play with fire inside me!"

A golden little head suddenly popped out from the ceiling, and its white face was bulging with anger, like a dumpling that had just been released from the cage.

"Of course, sister, how could we possibly experiment with the promethium spray gun in your body?" Vulcan said hurriedly: "The two of us are going back to Hogsmeade now, and I'll leave it to you in the next few hours. Come take care of daddy."

Om smiled and said to Xiao Cry, "Just sail the boat, dad can take care of himself."

As soon as he turned his head, Om had a serious face again and said to Perturabo and Vulkan: "Why are you two still here? Didn't I tell you to go do something serious?"

Her father's attitude made Perturabo immediately become dejected and said gloomily: "I know, Dad..."

Looking at his back, Ohm sighed inwardly and said, "Perturabo."

004 stopped when his name was called, and turned to look at Ohm in confusion. The words "What else do you want from me" were written directly in his eyes burning with the flame of the machine soul.

"I want to say that your toaster is indeed very cute." Ohm lowered his head and inserted Odin's Gungnir into the flame to heat it, and said without looking up: "But you can't play with this during working hours. Little machine, this will distract your brothers and sisters, do you understand?”

"Father……"

Perturabo never expected that Orm would agree with his point of view. He pounded his breastplate hard and replied loudly: "Yes, I completely understand!"

After saying that, he took Vulkan and walked into the huge fireplace in the corner of the ship's workshop without looking back. He sprinkled a handful of sparkling Floo powder into the tiny flames at his feet, and the fire was rising. The green flames that rose up shouted: "Hogsmeade!"

Ohm watched his son disappear into the flames, pulled out Gangnir, which was burned red by the psychic flames, and placed it on the anvil. He laughed and cursed: "Two silly boys..."

"If I could pick up a hammer, I would nail this bottle to the fireplace so that these two guys can never step into my body again!"

Little Crying flew in a big circle in the air, lying on Ohm's shoulder like a cat, and watched with big blue eyes as Ohm kept hammering Gangnir's gun with the "Smasher" power hammer. He stood up and asked curiously: "Dad, what are you doing?"

"Forging a brand new weapon, I hope it has the cutting ability of a great sword and can attack enemies from a distance like a spear."

Remembering that he was almost able to cut off Khorne's dog head, Ohm couldn't help but increase the strength of his arm in swinging the power hammer, and continued: "I will remake this spear made of the branches of the so-called World Tree. , extract all the metals and runes on it, and re-plasticize them."

Xiao Cailian tilted his head: "Can things like runes be refined?"

"Once upon a time, dwarf craftsmen forged a chain called Gleipnir to chain the giant wolf called Fenrir. It was made of the roots of mountains, the footsteps of cats, the beards of women, the breath of fish, The bear's Achilles tendon and the bird's saliva, these six things are forged and strong."

The lightning claw on Ohm's left arm shot out psychic lightning, further defeating Gangnir's physical form, and said: "Although these are just stories in myths, the forging magic mastered by the dwarves and elves on the other side of the Lonely Mountain It’s very similar to this, both are to condense invisible things into real forms. As the savior of Lonely Mountain, it makes sense for me to learn a little forging magic from dwarves and elves, right?”

Xiao Cailian immediately gave two thumbs up, dragging her golden hair that was five to six meters long, jumping up and down in the workshop like a big happy jellyfish: "It can't be more reasonable!"

001 Servo Skull shook up and down in the air, handed the biology book in his robotic arm forward, and asked: "Father, do I still need to continue to serve you - oh, wait a minute. Father, Horus He sent news that he has led the recovery of all lost territories in the British Isles that have declared independence, and all cultists who believe in evil gods will be sent to the stakes within 24 hours. He asked me to ask you, if you have time to go back and watch the ceremony? "

"It's enough for him and Lorgar to attend, I'm at ease." Ohm's eyes were filled with spiritual brilliance, absorbing the countless runes escaping from Gangnir. "Help me bring them with you." A message telling him to discuss with Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, and the retired military officer Robert Guilliman more often, and to look at a problem from more aspects, which will be good for his growth."

001 floated slightly in the air: "Follow your will."

Ohm didn't say anything else. The forging had already reached the most critical stage of reshaping. Even he had to concentrate on it because he wanted not only a powerful weapon, but also a god-killing weapon that could send the tyrannical evil god to death. soldiers.

The runes drawn from Gangnir flew out from Ohm's eyes, like the glimmer of summer night, or like the schools of fish swirling in the deep sea.

These shining characters collide and arrange in the air, constantly forming various sentences.

Burning, freezing, corrosion, disease, joy, sure hit, death, harvest, thunder, heavy rain, earthquake, hurricane, flash flood, tsunami, death...

These characters not only have meaning, but also can spread their meaning into the surrounding real space.

If left alone, these magnificent characters will bring extremely terrifying disasters to the world. Hundreds of natural disasters will erupt in one place at the same time. No living thing can survive this impact!

"Hmph, want to run away?"

Seeing that the characters in front of him tended to escape, Ohm stretched out his lightning claws, mobilized hundreds of thousands of psychic powers, and grasped them in the air.

Suddenly, all the trembling and restless characters suddenly froze, a little more obedient than a deer caught in the headlights. Ohm allowed Ohm to arrange them into the meanings and sentences he wanted, without daring or being able to resist at all.

"Sunshine and thunder, immortality and hurricane, certainty and randomness, fission and uniqueness, and the most important..." Ohm grabbed the runes he wanted and combined the nine representing the nine worlds that the World Tree leads to. The runes are placed in the palm of the hand, arranged in a complete ring, and finally two runes are placed in the middle of the ring, "Sword and Spear."

The spiritual energy surged, reuniting these scattered runes, condensing them, compressing them, and then——

hum! ! !

Amidst a harsh buzzing sound, a strange-shaped weapon with a huge blade and a thick long spear shaft was held firmly in Ohm's hand.

"I give you your name, for the sunshine that blooms in my hands, and for the thunder and lightning in front of me!" Ohm slammed the gun barrel to the ground, and the golden thunder suddenly wrapped around the blade of the sword, "Wake up, Sun God gun!"