Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Horus pushed open the door behind him, which was quite huge for Fudge. The oncoming noise almost made Fudge fall over.

The first thing that catches the eye is the towering fir tree. Sanguinius with wings on his back flutters in the air. He is holding a basket full of colorful balls and light strips in his hands, facing the man who is carrying a wing-shaped jetpack. Corax said: "Hmm... maybe we should put big colored balls on top? This way the whole thing will look more symmetrical and natural from below."

"I think it's necessary to decorate the light strip first so that it can set the overall tone." Corax said and glanced up, "Conrad! Haven't you put the stars on it yet?"

"I'm trying now!"

On top of the arch-shaped dome, Konrad Coates hung upside down like a real bat, holding a long screw in his mouth. He used a cross screwdriver to firmly fix the star engraved with the light spell on the fir tree. On the sharp and constantly swinging treetops.

This job made him quite annoyed, and he shouted inarticulately: "Fulgrim! Can't you come over and help me, you pervert?!"

On the bench in the hall, Fulgrim was combing Elena's hair and said without raising his head: "First of all, I have more important things to do now. Secondly, I would rather go out without makeup than help You stinky bat with no aesthetics—Okay, Elena, this hairstyle goes well with your clothes, and it simply takes your beauty to another level."

Elena, who was wearing a palace-style dress, looked at her bun with flowers on her head in the mirror, with a honey-sweet smile on her face: "Thank you, Fulgrim, I will do it specially for you." To write a song.”

"That would be my honor." Fulgrim gracefully stroked his chest and saluted, his figure as graceful and beautiful as a swan or a peacock.

Through the reflection of the makeup mirror in her hand, Elena saw Fudge, who was slightly embarrassed and flustered. She immediately stood up in a standard and polite manner, and greeted him with a polite smile: "Mr. Fudge, can you see me in this wonderful festival?" I am happy from the bottom of my heart to see you.”

"Me too, Miss Elena."

Facing the Messiah without an official position in front of him, Fudge's expression was obviously much more relaxed. He subconsciously turned his bowler hat in his hand and said, "I came here this time to—" "—give you your Pull out the cable and strangle you alive!!!"

Fudge's unspoken words were completely covered up by the loud noise coming from the side. Angron, with his dreadlocks dancing wildly, was like a furious beast, stretching his neck with bulging blood vessels and attacking Magnus, whose face was bandaged. He yelled: "I have made great contributions to the empire! I have made great contributions to the empire! What qualifications do you have to accuse me of being a heretic, you coward who cowers beside your father?!"

"Calm down! Angron, calm down!"

Vulkan put his hands on Angron's arms and lifted the struggling beast from the ground.

His deep voice was like lava flowing in the mantle of the earth, slow but containing unquestionable power: "Now that guests are visiting, do you want to make father lose face in front of the guests?"

After hearing this, Angron gasped and stopped struggling. He spat a mouthful of hot metal solution at Magnus's feet. He turned to look at Fudge, who was so shocked by the murderous aura that his face turned pale. His steel teeth burst out. A frightening smile emerged from his wide mouth: "Welcome."

Fudge felt a cold breath running from his heels to the back of his head, and stammered: "Thank you... thank you..."

"Don't worry about this idiot, Mr. Fudge." Magnus was being wrapped up by Lorgar with a bandage mixed with wire threads on his severely damaged face. His voice came out from behind the layers of cloth, dull but clear, " This guy is so stupid that he can't even think of a suitable war cry, so he can only adapt the cultist's chant in praise of the Brass Throne. If it weren't for the fact that he and I stepped off the production line at the same time, I would have doubts about the processing in his head. Is it a defective product that is not up to standard? Otherwise, how could he do such a stupid thing?"

Angron's eyes shot out red fire, and he roared: "You——"

"Everything is quiet!"

With a roar like a lion, a bearded man wearing a black tuxedo with blond hair spread like a mane appeared between Magnus and Angron like a ghost. His body was so tall. Tall and tall, almost like an ancient tree standing a hundred feet tall, and there is only unshakable composure in those dark green eyes like leaves.

001-Leon Jonson!

The template and model for all the Emperor's descendants, only he represents the Emperor's original expectations, while the other brothers are all copies!

He had been serving Ohm in the form of a servo skull before. When Christmas came, his father used extremely powerful spiritual energy to reshape his body and once again walked in the territory of the empire.

"Magnus, a truly wise man does not use insults to gain a moment's victory. The moment you turn your suspicions on your brother, you have already lost."

Leon looked at his brother who was facing the enemy, and said calmly and straightforwardly: "And you, Angron, if you really want to promote your father's power and character, you should do it with actions rather than with ignorance. Speak the slogan. I know that your actions are for the empire, but as the emperor’s son, you must be responsible for your words and deeds.”

These words silenced both Angron and Magnus, and the tit-for-tat atmosphere disappeared without a trace amid the Lion King's scolding.

The eldest son nodded apologetically to Fudge, exchanged a look with Horus, and said, "Now, you two, shake hands and make peace."

Although they were very reluctant, Angron and Magnus still stood up and walked towards each other, holding each other tightly with their broad and thick palms, gnashing their teeth and exerting force, as if they were going to crush each other's palms. Same.

Leon snorted from his nose, stretched out his hand to guide Fudge to the side hall next to the hall, and said, "Father already knows about your visit, please come with me."

Fudge followed the Lion King's towering body like a city wall, walked straight across the noisy church hall, passed through a door that was five meters high, and passed through a short corridor, arriving at a place that was even more "hot and lively". "The place.

The broad and towering walls are covered with all kinds of exquisitely crafted bolt guns and power weapons. Bullets of different calibers and functions are placed casually and neatly in the corners. Promethium fuel barrels and various thermal weapons are placed on the wall. There is only a few dozen centimeters between the molten weapons, which is terrifying just to look at.

What made Fudge almost pop his eyes out was a massive and thick power armor like an iron castle standing against the wall. Most of the armor plate on it had been removed, exposing the servo joints and artificial muscle bundles underneath.

He knows this huge creation. It is a war weapon called a cavalry terminator. It is an unyielding existence that cannot even be harmed by artillery shells!

And this solid armor that was difficult to remove even in a workshop environment was easily removed by someone else!

In fact, the person who dismantled this war machine was just a little girl with two mechanical arms installed on each shoulder!

Leon had already anticipated Fudge's reaction. He leaned over and gently touched Xiao Lani's hair. He turned to the Minister of Economic Affairs and said, "Don't be surprised, Mr. Fudge, this extremely powerful Terminator Power Armor is just a Messiah." It’s just a children’s educational toy from Yajia.”