Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"The one who has the ability to defeat the Dark Lord is approaching... He will grow in a sacred place, possessing energy that the Dark Lord cannot understand... No one knows his past, and the two-headed eagle will sing at his birth ...The Dark Lord will be trampled and destroyed by his iron boots, and he will become the shining sun that shines on the world..."

In the stone basin, after finishing speaking, the woman made of white mist shivered suddenly, blinked blankly, and said apologetically: "Sorry, I may have dozed off accidentally..."

Dumbledore waved his hand, and the white mist dissipated, and the wisp of silk-like substance penetrated from his eyes. He said to Ohm, who had a puzzled face: "This is Trelawney, Professor of Prophecy at Hogwarts." I believe you have understood the prophecy that the lady made 11 years ago, Ohm, you are the one who defeats the Dark Lord in the prophecy."

Ohm frowned. He always felt that this matter was not that simple, and asked in confusion: "I still don't understand, Professor. Since I am the person in the prophecy, why did Voldemort want to kill Harry?"

"He didn't go there to kill Harry." Dumbledore took out a stack of dark silver magical fabric from his pocket.

When his palm held this object as thin as water, Ohm suddenly discovered that Dumbledore's palm disappeared, leaving only a pink wrist section on the cuff, with skin, muscles and pale bones clearly visible.

"It looks scary, doesn't it?" Dumbledore shook the thing in his hand away. It was a long hooded cloak that was lighter than tulle. The threads on the surface shone with a glimmer of magic. "This is death. The Invisibility Cloak, one of the Three Holy Artifacts. Voldemort believed that as long as he gathered the three Deathly Hallows, he could transcend death and become immortal... because he was too afraid of aging and decay...

"Unfortunately, 11 years ago, the owner of this invisibility cloak was James Potter, so Voldemort went to kill Harry's parents in an attempt to obtain the Holy Artifact... and what's even more unfortunate is that... A few days ago, I borrowed the invisibility cloak for research..."

Dumbledore looked sadly at the Deathly Hallows in his hand and murmured: "Voldemort should have come to me..."

"I read "The Tales of Beedle the Bard"... I didn't expect that the illusory legend was actually true!" Ohm stretched out his hand to touch this extremely wonderful creation. It was not sewn with the skin of the invisible beast, but made of It is woven with some kind of thread. It is obviously an opaque cloth, but it seems that the object behind it can be seen through it. Just looking at it will give you a subtle sense of dislocation.

"Then why was Harry able to survive the Death Curse?" Ohm asked the last question in his mind.

"Because Lily," said Dumbledore, "Wanted to protect her child, Lily cast a powerful and ancient spell, driven by a power that Voldemort could not understand: love. A mother's love for her son Love reflected the death curse on Voldemort himself, making him unable to survive in physical form.

"He lost his body and became something even more broken than a ghost, with only a shadow and steam left. He ran away, running into the vast forests of Romania. Until he met Quirrell and thought he had risen The moment has come, and he returned to the castle that witnessed his growth."

"I see, I understand everything." Ohm nodded, stood up, turned around and left, "The path of destiny has been revealed, I will kill Quirrell now. Just look at it, Professor, I have nine ways to do it Kill him, nine kinds!”

"Ohm, wait! Now you still-"

Dumbledore suddenly stopped talking, and Ohm also paused at this moment. The two of them looked at the ground at the same time. Their eyes seemed to penetrate directly through the thick floor and saw an indescribable sight.

In Ohm's psychic perception, a disgusting squirming and sucking sound suddenly came from somewhere deep underground in the castle. An indescribable disgust rose from the bottom of his heart, and his whole body's psychic energy involuntarily accelerated. The speed of flow.

It's as if what is about to appear below is the mortal enemy of himself and even all mankind!

Is this smooth and narrow fluctuation of magic power Quirrell?It felt like something had fundamentally changed in him, and he was far more powerful than before.

It seems that Voldemort obviously has some plans and methods that even Dumbledore doesn't know about, and he is currently implementing them, and he is trying to summon something from that weird outside world!

"Space is distorting. Something is coming from outside the domain. How is this possible?! Fawkes!" Dumbledore clenched his wand seriously, and the phoenix chirped, fluttering its wings and flying to the old man's shoulders.

"Wait a minute, Professor!"

Just when Dumbledore was about to be enveloped in golden-red flames, Ohm ran over and grabbed Dumbledore's arm and said, "Go and move all the students in the castle out, and let me go underground to remove this mutated Kill the culprit!"

"Ohm, you..." Dumbledore looked at Ohm's resolute eyes seriously, finally nodded and said, "I will be back to support you soon. Go help him, Fox."

Seeing Dumbledore's permission, Orm threw off his robe, threw out his wand and shouted: "Thunder Hurricane, fly towards me!"

Suddenly there was a shrill sound of breaking through the air outside the principal's office window, and a huge sword with smooth and tough blades crashed through the glass and pierced straight into the floor in front of Ohm.

Followed closely was a set of thunder armor, which automatically unbuckled and belted as it approached Ohm, swallowed Ohm's entire body, and then automatically buckled and locked it.

In just a few seconds, Ohm transformed from a gentle scholar to a flawless steel pagoda. With the armor on his body, his heart became extremely peaceful. He pulled out the hurricane sword, and the pale psychic flames and the armor runes came together. shine!

Ohm nodded to Dumbledore, indicating that he was ready, and then watched the old man disapparate, disappear without a trace in a loud explosion, and turned to look at Phoenix Fawkes.

Fox let out a soft cry, flew over and clasped Ohm's shoulders with his claws, and magnificent golden-red flames burned out of thin air, completely blocking Ohm's sight.

At this moment, Ohm felt like he had passed through a long and narrow tube, and every rib was tightly pressed against his internal organs.

This outrageous feeling came and went even faster. In less than a blink of an eye, Ohm found himself directly in a dark and empty water-filled square.

This is undoubtedly the underground of the castle. In front of him is a huge statue like an old monkey. The statue's beard hangs down to the bare instep. In front of the statue is a swollen and rotten human body, covered with tumors and abscesses, and with raised scales. A giant snake that sheds its organs and can even see its internal organs directly from the ulcers on its body surface!

Ohm recognized it from the shape of the snake's scales. It was clearly a basilisk that had lived for who knows how many years!

Even with such a disgusting and disturbing appearance, the basilisk is still alive. Its two eyeballs, which can kill people just by looking at them, have fallen out of their sockets and are hanging from their mouths by thick, rotten optic nerves. Above the head, it is clearly——

"Quirrell, no, Voldemort!"

The dirty environment, disgusting enemies, and the weird atmosphere that distorts reality all the time. These factors inspired Ohm's inner rage. His eyes burst out with psychic lightning, his black hair danced like flames, and the sword blade wrapped in flames went straight. Refers to the pale figure on the snake's head.

It was a humanoid object with only the upper body. It was Quirrell. His back was turned to Ohm, his legs were fused with the head of the basilisk. His bloodless skin was covered with emerald green and deep purple herpes, and a rash grew out of the back of his head. The deformed and twisted face was twisted like melted wax. The red eyes were like two vertical lines like a snake. There were only thin slits moving where the nose should have been.

The disgusting thing laughed like an infant, its ominous pupils looked down upon the little knight on the ground, and squeezed out a sentence from his lips full of blisters and ulcers.He said: "Om Messiah, the enemy of my destiny, you will be my best sacrifice to my loving father. Listen! Sevenfold curses, sevenfold diseases, sevenfold blessings!"

A loving father?what does that mean?Code word?

Before Ohm had time to think about it, Voldemort, who had become one with the basilisk, raised his hands and shouted crazily: "Sevenfold curse! Sevenfold disease! Sevenfold blessing! At the cost of the soul of my servant and the flesh and blood of the basilisk, grant me eternity. Come, come, come, my life and undying power! Come, O gardener of gardens, O cutter of stems, answer my call!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the basilisk's belly full of putrid smell exploded instantly, and a thick mechanical claw burst out of its chest, enveloping pus and feces, and hit the water-logged floor heavily!