Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"Yue Zhong! Don't change the subject for me!"

An old voice came from the mirror suspended in mid-air in front of Yue Zhong. Its hoarse and noisy voice was like a combination of countless toads and countless crows. Just listening to it made people feel upset. , wanting to pierce his eardrums!

Yue Zhong covered his ears with true energy. This disgusting voice had no effect on him. He still said with a playful smile: "I have already said it, Elder Yu. Under the emperor's attention, I am already I am an imperial man through and through. Neither Zhangtian Pavilion nor the puppet government that has been controlled by you has the right to impose any form of sanctions on me."

"you!"

The old man in the mirror had a gloomy look on his face. He was turning a string of rosary beads made of baby hearts and livers in his hand, making a piercing ghostly cry.

No matter how unhappy he was with Yue Zhong, he had to admit that what he said was indeed the truth. With the behemoth of the Sky Eagle Empire backing him, even if Zhangtian Pavilion had eroded the entire land of China, it still could not attack the nominal " Yue Zhong and Ye Jiangming initiated sanctions for "treason".

unless……

The small mung bean eyes sunk deep in the eye sockets rotated several times. The old man, whom Yue Zhong called Elder Yu, sneered: "Yue Zhong, Yue Zhong. Don't think that I can't do anything to you if you hug the empire. Today I will show you what it means to draw fire under the cauldron and take a good look at the powerful strength of my Zhangtian Pavilion! I will let the Sky Eagle Empire, which relies entirely on the so-called emperor, exist in name only from today on!"

Yue Zhong's expression changed greatly: "Madman Yu, are you trying to assassinate the king but you can't do it?! No, you don't dare, you absolutely don't dare!"

"Hmph! Is there anything in this world that I, Yu Zheng, dare not do?!"

Elder Yu smiled sinisterly, the dark wind blowing in his luxurious yellow robe: "I not only want to take off the emperor's head, but I also want to teach the empire what equality, freedom and fraternity mean! Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

Seeing Elder Yu and Yu Zheng turn into a ball of black wind and disappear on the other side of the mirror, the "frightened" and "flustered" expressions on Yue Zhong's face instantly disappeared, replaced by a smile like an old fox: "You still know how to smoke?" Xin Shu, I don’t know how to stimulate generals? Elder Yu Zheng, for the future of mankind, please take Zhangtian Pavilion to death."

Yang Shenghua, who had witnessed all this with his own eyes, was rubbing the heavenly eye on his forehead in stunned silence at the moment, muttering to himself: "You guys who play tactics are so dirty..."

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Harry picked up a large piece of meat noodles with chopsticks, blew a few random blows on the hot steam rising from the surface, and then put it into his mouth eagerly.

Feeling the pleasure of his teeth breaking through the chewy ramen noodles, Harry stuffed the peeled garlic cloves into his mouth. The aroma of the pasta and the spiciness of the garlic cloves cleverly blended together, rising up like a double spiral staircase against each other. From the mouth to the forehead, it finally turned into a thin layer of sweat and was discharged from the body heartily.

Leaning on the backrest of the restaurant chair, Harry sighed with satisfaction: "Comrade Xiao Yang is right. If you eat noodles without garlic, the flavor will be less than half! Oh, do you still eat your noodles?"

"Huh? Oh, you can eat it."

Ohm suddenly raised his head in surprise. He held a plainly framed book in his hand, but the words and thoughts contained in it simply could not let him take his eyes away from it.

"Hey, you're welcome then." Harry smiled playfully and pulled the untouched big meaty noodle in front of Ohm in front of him. Looking at his friend's unblinking concentration, he couldn't help but joked: "You're so She looks like Hermione about to take an exam. What book fascinates you so much, O-ahem, Wolfgang?"

"After seeing your changes during this period, I couldn't help but become curious and interested in that red trend of thought, and wanted to know whether it could really change a person from the inside out in such a short period of time. So. I specially asked Luojia to find this book for me from the Imperial National Library..."

Ohm, who used a fake name and appearance, closed the book in his hand and turned the cover. The title of the book was displayed in front of Harry:

"Гocyдapctвonpeвoлюцnr (State and Revolution)"

Author: Vladimir Ilyich Lenin

Harry gaped at the unadorned cover. Seeing this book in the hands of the most powerful owner of the Empire was as shocking as seeing a whole elephant in the refrigerator.He pointed at the cover of the book and then at Ohm's nose, and said, "You...could it be that you want to kill yourself?"

“I don’t know if you know a Chinese-English saying: Duck opens its eyes—duck doesn’t close them.”

Ohm once again opened "State and Revolution" and carefully traced the author's own thoughts between the lines, as if he had transcended the barriers of time and had a face-to-face conversation with that great man across the table.

He followed the trajectory of that great man, stepped on the steps made by the national class, watched the collision of assets and proletariat, and had a clear understanding of the final demise.

All of this made Ohm deeply impressed by the great man's charisma. He couldn't help but said to Harry across the table: "It would be great if we could work together with Comrade Lenin to build imperialism with Skyhawk characteristics." What a delightful thing.”

Harry was about to become the first Astartes in the world to choke to death on ramen. He shouted to Ohm between coughs: "Wolvogan, do you want to listen to what you are saying! Someone with a red mind How could the great mentor be the architect of the imperialism he hated most?!"

"So I added a premise, Harry." Ohm tapped the table with his knuckles lightly and said in a probing tone, "The imperialism with Skyhawk characteristics has always been people-oriented and returned everything to the people. You should I know that all contradictions in this world are contradictions of productivity, and the billions of servitors under my command can work 24 hours a day, freeing mankind’s precious and creative brains from repetitive and painful work. Conceive the possibility of the future. Maybe classes and barriers will definitely exist, maybe the victory of the proletariat is just a mirror image, maybe the constructed national form is destined to be destroyed. But you said, there is something closer than the empire on this earth. The country conceived by Comrade Lenin?”

"Fuck..." Harry murmured, unconsciously scratching his unyielding hair with his hands, "What you said... seems to make some sense!"

Seeing that he had persuaded his friend, Ohm was just about to continue striking while the iron was hot and explain his understanding of "State and Revolution" when an extremely unpleasant voice suddenly came from outside the Chinese restaurant: "Emperor's son, your game of house." It has ended!"