Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"Luo Qixi! No! I'm here to save you!"

Seeing that the girl from the scale-clad clan was about to bleed to death, Alice, whose head was covered with blue tentacles, spoke loudly. The staff inlaid with huge gems in her hand rippled with aqua-blue brilliance, and powerful healing magic was brewing rapidly. .

"Stop the curse."

With a flick of the metal wand, Billy Sambury turned the magic on Alice's wand into nothingness from the air, and said in his usual soft voice: "Exposing one's intentions in battle is simply like letting a child The boy sticking his butt up in front of the priest was so stupid that it was beyond my imagination..."

Alice felt her magical power disappear in the invisible spell, and a strong sense of fear spread into her heart like a tide. She couldn't help but exclaimed: "This... how is this possible! I used But divine magic cannot be interfered with by any kind of spell!"

"Then your god is really weak and pathetic."

Billy shook his head slightly, glanced over Alice's shoulder, and said, "Brother Ixion, I will leave her to you."

Who is he talking to? !

Alice was startled, turned around and looked behind her——

The fist, as rugged and hard as a rock, quickly zoomed in her field of vision, carrying a destructive power comparable to that of a heavy cannon, and hit her beautiful face directly!

The facial bones exploded instantly, and the Haiyong girl was directly embedded into the marble floor by this punch. The bones in her body made a crisp sound of breaking and cracking, and she looked like she would not survive.

He raised his foot and crushed the chest of the tentacle-covered alien, causing blood to splash onto Ixion's baby face that always had a smile on it, making it suddenly look weird and terrifying.

The Astartes from France stretched out his hand with a smile, grabbed the tentacle on Alice's head, and said with a cheerful smile: "Brother, I hate aliens the most."

As soon as he finished speaking, his clenched palms were lifted up evenly and firmly, without even the slightest hint of mercy!

Accompanied by the pleasant sound of flesh and blood tearing, Alice's scalp was completely torn off by Ixion!

Opening up the non-Asian scalp in his hand towards the sun, the cheerful and cheerful boy showed a satisfied smile: "It is really a good collection. I will tan it carefully and wait for the grave sweeper." When the time comes, bring it to my parents to take a look."

"Yes! Speaking of which, it's almost Christmas, and I haven't chosen any Christmas gifts for my family yet!"

Inspired by Ixion's words, Ciri suddenly clapped her hands, showing an expression of sudden realization, but soon became embarrassed: "Well... should I give my dad a new power sword, or should I give it to my father?" How about giving him a bottle of fine dwarf liquor? It’s really hard to choose..."

As she spoke, she lifted Xilu up from the ground, and tore her right arm into pieces amidst the horrified screams of the long-eared girl: "Power sword."

Tearing off the left arm: "Dwarven Spirits."

Wring off the left leg: "Power sword."

Twist off his right leg: "Dwarf strong drink."

Shiri finally unscrewed the long-eared girl's head, which was twisted in pain, and shouted happily: "Aha, power sword! Dad will definitely like it!"

Sukhbalu walked to Aaron with Rudeus, who was only breathing out but not taking in air, in one hand. While waiting for the Heretic Tribunal to come and wash the floor, he looked at Ciri who was jumping for joy among the broken corpses like a child. , whispered to Aaron: "Your girl is too wild, can you be sure, brother?"

Aaron's eyes did not move away from Shili's cheetah-like slender and strong waist for a moment. He said: "Brother Golden Tiger, I think that men should tame the fierce horse so that it can only carry the load docilely. The goal is to run wildly. Isn’t this the greatest romance for us white scars?”

"...You better talk about horses, brother Aaron."

"Ah, talking about Christmas gifts." Aaron abruptly changed the topic and clasped the head of the scaled girl Luo Qixi with one hand, "This is the first time I have seen a skull with horns like this in my life. . If you use it as a Christmas gift, there shouldn’t be any problem, right?”

"My nation's tradition is not to celebrate Christmas, Brother Aaron, so I'm not sure." Sukhbalu raised his thick eyebrows, "But are you sure you want to give a dead man's head as a gift? I I don’t think this has any good meaning. Unless the person receiving the gift particularly likes skulls, otherwise..."

"I can rest assured that!"

At the same time as the Tribunal's troop carrier descended from the sky, Aaron happily took off Luo Qixi's head from his neck, cleaned it with magic and put it into the small shrine on his waist. He said with a smile: "I dare There’s no one in the world who loves skulls more than my brother.”

After handing Rudeus into the hands of the judge, Sukhbalu raised his hand and scratched his head. Although he didn't quite understand why Aaron was so sure, this did not prevent him from slowly spitting out:

"6."

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September, 1992th, 12.

Great Britain, New London, Parkinson's Ward, Privet Drive, Rodel Church.

This building, which was previously destroyed by the ratmen, has become even larger and more beautiful due to the hard work of the construction workers.

At the same time, this is also the only place in the Aquila Empire where a statue of Jesus is allowed to be erected.This is not to worship this inanimate idol, but to commemorate a great mother.

Without her dedicated and dedicated efforts, there would not be the huge empire that spans Europe, America and Asia.

Although it has been expanded, this church still looks too small and simple compared with the towering skyscrapers around it. The gray walls are covered with ivy, which is still lush even in winter. The painted The glass church windows were tightly blocked, showing no intention of fading away.

Even in the atmosphere of Christmas approaching, there are still countless citizens of the empire, braving the snow and biting low temperatures, just to walk around this church, hoping that the gods in the church can Pay attention to them and seek good luck in your life in the coming year.

Oh, of course not the dead remnant of Jesus Christ, who is not qualified to bless the citizens of the empire.

In the hearts of the people of the Empire, the only faith, the only god, the only leader is the God of Thousands of Machines, the Lord of Courage and Glory——

Emperor, Om Messiah!

Former British Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge raised his hand to adjust his tie 131 times. Even in his capacity as the Minister of Economic Affairs of the Empire, he still felt extremely nervous and uneasy when meeting the God on Earth. .

This is not because he has done anything harmful to the empire, but because there is a tragically thick barrier between him and the emperor, whether it is strength, identity, or character.

However, no matter what, etiquette must still be done.

Fudge took several deep breaths in front of the door of Rodel Church, adjusted the smile on his face to an impeccable arc, raised his hand to hold the huge door knocker made of wrought copper, and gently knocked on the door.