Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

A few years ago, when Ohm was still in elementary school, he was framed by his classmates.

The boy told the teacher that Ohm had stolen his pocket money, a total of 20 shillings, but he could not find it from Ohm, so Ohm must have spent it all.

Because of his identity as an orphan and a poor student, the teacher almost immediately believed the boy's story, accused Ohm in public, and asked him to immediately compensate the boy.

Ohm remembers very clearly that the boy didn't have 20 shillings at all, he just wanted to make some "legal" extra money in this way.

At that time, I actually tried to defend myself, trying to change her opinion by citing evidence and emphasizing that I had received a good tutor.

Then I got the most perfunctory answers from the teacher, such as "I can't even slap him", "Why does he accuse you instead of accusing others", "Suffering is a blessing, the teacher is doing this for your own good".

That boy even preached to the class all day long, saying, "Ohm Messiah is a thief who steals people's money." Not only did he keep urging Ohm to return his non-existent 20 shillings after class, but he also took the lead in leading the class. Classmates on isolated ohms.

Ohm tried to have a rational discussion with the boy, but all he got in exchange was "You bitch without a father and a mother", "A beggar who didn't eat enough dinner for my dog", "The one with long hair". Such insulting words.

Then, the boy saw Ohm smile.

Immediately afterwards, he was enveloped by invisible power.

He couldn't speak, couldn't move, couldn't even blink, he just stayed frozen in place with that nasty, mocking expression on his face.

The teacher was frightened. She called the principal, who called the doctor, who called the fire brigade. The strong men from the fire brigade held the boy's body and pulled him, but they couldn't get him out of the way. Move in place.

Even the circular saw that could break open the security door only scratched the floor under the boy's feet, but could not separate him from the floor.

As for the boy, although he couldn't move, the physiological activities in his body were still going on, and Ohm smiled and used spiritual energy to speed up the metabolism in his body.

So, after several hours of persistence, the boy who couldn't bear it could only excrete a large amount of feces and urine accumulated in his body. It was tightly wrapped by the psychic membrane on his body, and was fully and evenly smeared on him. In the crotch, on the thighs, on the body, and even in the mouth and eyes.

An hour, a whole hour.

This boy defecated for a whole hour!

At first, the boy could still see a trace of a human shape, but after an hour, he was completely covered in his own feces and urine, and he could no longer see even a centimeter of exposed skin.

It's just a piece of shit with limbs.

Okay, Ohm has to admit that he was really a little disgusted when he played it, but the effect was really first-class.

When he released the boy from the invisible psychic prison, the guy covered in feces and urine went crazy. He pointed at Ohm's face with a faint smile and let out a long miserable howl. Yelling, he rushed out of the classroom and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The angry teacher found Ohm and asked why the boy became like this.

Ohm just showed that iconic smile: "Teacher, one slap can't make a difference. Why is he the only one who has become like this, while the others have not changed? Suffering is a blessing, teacher, this is good for him."

The teacher was naturally very angry, but looking at Ohm's eyes that seemed to be radiating a faint light, she was instantly speechless.

From then on, Ohm will no longer be troubled by such low-level methods of frame-up, and now, it is just that the person who framed him has changed, and the matter of framed himself is a little bigger, and there are more people corresponding with it. There are some differences, but there is essentially no difference.

It doesn't stop Ohm from finding that person, beating the shit out of that guy, and letting him swallow it in bite by bite!

Ohm lowered his head and looked at Uesugi: "Old man, you seem to be quite strong, so the task of protecting Eriki will be left to you. Keeping up with me should be no problem, right?"

Uesugoshi's eyes widened slightly: "I'm just an ordinary community pastor. Whether you want to occupy Japan or massacre is none of my business, so why should I go with you?"

Ohm's thumb crossed his shoulder and pointed at the picture on the TV in the church: "In their eyes, we are 'comrades' standing together. Don't you think that those people who are blinded by hatred, Do you still have extra sense to distinguish the difference between you and me? How naive... Oh, by the way."

He looked into Uesugoshi's eyes, the light of Legilimency flickering slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Actually... I also like to sleep on the benches in the church. Although it is very uncomfortable, it makes me have a sense of illusion. A sense of déjà vu. It’s as if as soon as I open my eyes, I can see my mother sitting next to me, reading the Bible for me..."

"You guy..."

Uesugi stared hard into Ohm's eyes. His mother's topic was an eternal pain in his heart. As long as there was a trace of falsehood and deception in Ohm's eyes, he would explode on the spot. Even at the risk of being shattered, he had to get rid of Ohm. Tear off a piece of flesh from your body!

However, there is no falsehood, no deception, just the familiar...sadness and regret...

Uesugoshi couldn't be more familiar with this emotion. He could see it on his face every time he looked in the mirror.

An extremely strong feeling suddenly flooded into Uesugoshi's heart: This man... is telling the truth!

He gritted his teeth hard, and even the muscles on both sides of his cheeks flexed violently at this moment, showing every detail.

Finally, he closed his eyes, sighed, and said: "It seems that we have more similarities than I thought... Okay... Okay! But don't expect me to help you with anything. Busy, I'm just a ramen chef, I have no weapons and no murderous intentions. Being able to lead this girl and follow you without falling behind is the best I can do."

"Very well, that's enough."

Ohm looked at the people pouring in from the doors and windows, holding sticks or knives in their hands, and their eyes were obviously abnormal and psychedelic, and calmly raised their feet.

He said softly: "The king has no way out, he can only find his own way. This sentence..."

Step down!

In an instant, pale psychic flames exploded from the surface of all objects, burning to ashes all traitors who dared to raise weapons against the Emperor!

Ohm slowly walked out of the church door and looked at the rebellious thieves pouring into the street like a tide, with a faint smile on his face:

"Aren't you talking about me?"