Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

In the boundless light, Ohm sat in an indifferent and peaceful posture.

There was no sadness or joy in his heart, as if he wanted to become one with the armor on his body and the throne beneath him.

Ohm is listening to the prayer of metal, looking down at the praise of gears, and smelling the incense of pistons.

He saw it, yes he saw it.

He saw the raging human skull, the loyal and holy eagle wings, and the eternally pure and flawless "i" forged from metal.

He saw mountains of thick armor, extraordinary swords that cut across the sea, and giant machines flying across the sky.

All people, all creation, all machinery.

They were all chanting, singing, and praising!

Their voices merged together and turned into a torrent of waves!they said:

"Forever angry! Forever pure! Forever loyal!"

He woke up.

Ohm knew he was awake, but he couldn't open his eyes, there was no strength in his body, every muscle fiber was in severe pain, and there was a terrible feeling of emptiness and hunger deep in his body.

He had completely overdrawn his spiritual energy, and now he had to pay the price.

He vaguely heard the girl's voice, and before he could figure out who she was and what she said, he passed out again.

When he woke up again, Ohm managed to open his eyes and saw the tall and flashy dome of the school hospital, scattering the sun spots shining in from the window.

In addition to smelling the unique disinfectant smell of the school hospital, my nose also smelled a wonderful, warm aroma.

Such a familiar smell, it’s her...

Ohm found that his mind was as hard to operate as a rusty gear. It took him a full ten seconds to realize that there was a person lying beside his bed.

Turning his eyes with difficulty, Ohm saw the familiar short gray hair as fluffy as a dandelion. He used great effort to open his lips and uttered a whisper-like sound: "f·f..."

The little head shook, and Fiorina raised her head suddenly.Om saw that there were still marks of sleep on her cheeks, and the corners of her mouth turned up with difficulty, showing a dry smile, and said: "Be careful of catching a cold..."

Fiorina rubbed her eyes vigorously to confirm that Ohm was really awake, jumped up suddenly, opened the curtain and ran out, shouting: "Madam! Madam Pomfrey! Ohm is awake!" "

"Quiet. This is the hospital."

A kind but unmistakable voice stopped Fiorina's yelling. Ohm heard a quiet footsteps approaching quickly. His bed curtain was pulled open, and the warm afternoon sun shone on his face. superior.

Walking in was a woman wearing a black and white nun's uniform with a stern and kind face. She was Madam Pomfrey from the school hospital.

She leaned down, covered Ohm's forehead with one hand, put her other hand on Ohm's wrist to measure his heart rate, and asked in a gentle voice: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere, Mr. Messiah?"

Fiorina stood on tiptoe behind Madam Pomfrey and poked her head around, her big olive green eyes showing concern.

"Yes, ma'am. My stomach..." Ohm nodded solemnly, and suddenly smiled when Ms. Pomfrey's expression changed greatly: "My stomach is so hungry, I feel like I can eat a whole roast turkey now. Yeah. Ouch!"

Madam Pomfrey tugged Ohm's ears angrily, obviously dissatisfied with his joke, then took out her wand and tapped Ohm's head and chest a few times. After confirming that everything was fine, she stood up and said to Ohm: "Someone will bring food later. I will go and inform Professor Dumbledore that you are awake."

After saying that, she left quickly, but Fiorina suddenly came up to her and asked with her hands on her hips: "You guy, I still treat you as a good brother. Why don't you call me when we fight?" Going to help you out?"

"You all know?" Ohm said doubtfully.

Based on my understanding of Professor Dumbledore's character, unless forced, I am afraid that this matter will become an eternal secret in the hearts of the two of them.

He shouldn't tell everyone the shocking news that Voldemort died just after he was resurrected, right?

"Of course I know. Professor Dumbledore said it himself. You two went to explore the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. Then weren't you knocked down by a despicable red hat after a fierce battle with the Basilisk?"

Fiorina sneaked close to Ohm's face like a cat, "Tell me, is the basilisk thirty feet long or forty feet long? Harry and I both bet on forty feet, only Hermione doesn't believe there's a basilisk that big."

Ohm was silent for a moment, and then he understood Dumbledore's intention. The old man didn't want this school to plunge the students into panic.

So he smiled at Fiorina and said: "I'm afraid I have to disappoint you. The basilisk is only 28 feet at most, but it is already a giant among basilisks. By the way, how long have I been sleeping?" "

"Ah?! Damn it, you're so young... You've slept for a full 24 hours." Fiorina took out a small notebook from her arms in frustration and wrote something on it, "Now I owe Hermione ten Six chocolate frogs, Harry owes Hermione twenty pumpkin pies...forget it! She doesn't eat sweets anyway, so they won't all be mine by then!"

Seeing the girl getting excited, Ohm couldn't help but laugh.

Didn't he kill Voldemort just to bring more happy smiles to the world?

For the sake of a better world, please die, Mr. Voldemort.

The house elf brought a large bowl of white porridge with honey and a small piece of bland bread.

Although it is very simple, this is undoubtedly the best food for Ohm after not eating any water all day. It is easy to digest and provides a strong feeling of fullness.

But Ohm soon discovered to his embarrassment that his arms were as weak as overcooked spaghetti and he couldn't even lift a spoon!

"F·f, can you..." Ohm looked at Fiorina pitifully. The food was placed in front of her but she couldn't eat it. The pain was really unspeakable.

It's like when your waistband gets stuck when you really want to poop, that kind of - bah bah bah!What do I think about while eating?

It must be because Voldemort's transformed form was so disgusting and left such a deep impression on him.

All thanks to Voldemort!

"Look at how hard you are working, let go and let me feed you, brother." Fiorina picked up the big bowl, sat down next to Ohm's bed, scooped up a big spoonful of steaming white porridge, and didn't even blow it. Stuff it into Ohm's mouth.

Ohm, of course, refused to obey. He closed his mouth tightly and made a "Uh-huh" sound from his throat.

"Drink, drink quickly." Fiorina tried to force a breakthrough, "Grandma, why don't you drink!"

As soon as Dumbledore stepped into the campus hospital, he heard a powerful scream:

"It's burning to death!!!"