Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

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A snow shovel as huge as an excavator bucket was inserted into the thick snow layer, scooping up a large amount of snow from the ground paved with red bricks, and piled it uniformly in the corner of the yard.

Ohm straightened up, looked at the clean yard, with a satisfied smile on his face, and said to Alastor Moody, who appeared like a ghost next to him: "Finally, everything is cleaned up."

Moody's magic eyes were spinning crazily in his eye sockets. He bowed slightly and said, "No one who participated in the Three-Body Game will be spared. All will be burned at the stake."

"very good."

Ohm put the snow shovel back in the tool room and said with some regret: "These people are the elite class in society. If they can use all their knowledge to improve the social environment, the rate of progress of human society will be even faster." Faster than now.”

Moody's magic eye suddenly paused. After some deliberation, he took a step forward and lowered his voice and said, "Is it necessary to keep those scientists who master aerospace technology and galaxy technology and let them serve the empire in a new capacity?"

"unnecessary."

Ohm closed the door of the tool room, turned around and looked into Moody's eyes. The words in his mouth were as cold and sharp as ice edges:

"They once had such qualifications. However, when they chose to betray their own race and be loyal to the Trisolaran people whose life forms were completely different from humans, there was no room for change.

"No matter how valuable they are, or how much knowledge they possess, after committing crimes against humanity, these sinners have only one ending - death.

"Grand Judge Moody, I hope you will remember: no betrayal is too small to ignore, and no sacrifice is too great to accept.

"Killing these human traitors is removing the Trisolaran's eyes on the earth. Even if completing this task requires sacrificing part of the empire's scientific research speed, it is completely acceptable."

Moody did not treat Ohm like a child like before, but bowed respectfully: "I understand."

Leaning over to brush the snowflakes off the old man's shoulders, Ohm softened his tone and said gently: "Step back."

Seeing the Grand Inquisitor, who terrified criminals in the empire and made citizens applaud loudly, disappear into the shadows cast by the trees, Ohm looked up at the cloudless blue sky above his head, and suddenly chuckled: "Want to tower over us? Dream on!"

For Ohm, who can cover the earth-moon system with spiritual energy, the actions that the participants in the Three-Body Game thought were extremely secretive were as if they were happening under his nose, and there were no secrets at all.

ETO, Earth-Trisolaris Organization, want to use external power to save decaying human society?Then I invite you, the spiritual Trisolarans, to experience for yourself what it feels like during the three-day volley.

I hope the temperature of the fire torture can satisfy you...

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The back door of the house suddenly opened, and Belle Finlay, who was as thin as a monkey and was wearing a white plush nightgown and holding a cup of coffee in his hand, stood in the door frame, looking like a malnourished stick insect.

He looked at the clean yard in surprise, but he quickly came to his senses and waved to Ohm: "Come in, kid, it's cold outside."

Ohm withdrew his thoughts from the Trisolaran star four light years away, turned around and walked towards the house built for ordinary people, kneeling down at the door so that the door frame was almost level with his brow.

Facing Fiorina's father, Ohm showed a sincere smile and said, "Hello, Uncle Finlay."

"I've seen your expression before."

Belle Finlay took a sip of coffee and said firmly: "When I went to Lena's mother's house, I had the same clear and stupid expression.

"If you don't want this memory to become your dark history and keep you awake because of embarrassment every night when you think about it, it's best for the two of us to relax a little and not be so restrained.

"By the way, I broke three brooms in a row while sweeping the snow at Lina's mother's house, and I even swept away a layer of the ground in her yard. Young man, you are still far behind."

"You are right."

Om took this kindly and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, Uncle Finlay, although I would like to, but I'm afraid there is no time in this world for you to sit in. I have to go to Russia to complete something that only I can do. ."

"Oh, Lina is busy, and so are you. Even that little guy Troy went out to play with your Goff." Bell held the hot coffee cup in both hands and sipped the brown-black cup. Liquid, with a somewhat lonely expression, said, "Busy, everyone is busy, it's better to be busy..."

"I'm sorry, Uncle Finlay." Om listened quietly to Bell's complaint, "It's just that I'm going to Russia now. After I unify the five permanent members, I will take Lina to see you as soon as possible. ,I promise."

Bell shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, stood on tiptoes to brush the snowflakes on Ohm's clothes, and said briefly: "Be safe on the road."

Ohm nodded seriously and said, "I will."

The care of the elders is like this. Even if they know that the probability of something going wrong is as small as that of a Korean man, they still can't help but give a few more words. Although it may seem very verbose, it definitely represents the truest wish in their hearts - -Peace is good enough.

Just when Ohm was using psychic energy to build a golden portal to Russia, Bell suddenly raised his voice and said: "Boy, next time you come to my house, remember not to call me uncle."

Ohm turned around and glanced at the old man in surprise. He saw a hint of trust in his eyes. He immediately understood what Bell meant and replied with a smile: "I know, Dad."

Without waiting for Bell to respond, Ohm stepped into the golden portal in front of him, feeling his body being squeezed into a rubber band that was stretched to the limit, and he was suddenly "ejected" from one place to another.

The same cold wind is biting, and the same white snow is falling.

Shinichi wears armor to protect his body, his scarlet cloak flutters, his lightning claws open and close, and the Emperor's Sword surges and burns!

Ohm, who was fully armed, was already standing on a high platform made of stones. He looked at the numerous soldiers in green military uniforms below the stage, looked at the red stars on their felt hats, and looked at the worn but carefully crafted soldiers in their hands. The maintained weapons seemed to return to the era when the lion was not dead.

However, the unbreakable alliance has been broken, and no matter how similar they are, they can never be restored to the original one.

The soldiers stood as solidly as sculptures in the wind and snow that was strong enough to break branches. Their eyes looked at the emperor on the stage, their eyes full of firm belief.

Yue Zhong, Yang Shenghua and Ye Jiangming clenched their fists tightly. The three people who had been persecuted by Zhangtian Pavilion had never waited for others' speeches with such anticipation as at this moment.

In response to the soldiers' determination, Ohm held the hilt of the Emperor's Sword with both hands and said loudly to the soldiers in the audience: "Sons of the people! Let us gather the broken country together, defeat the evil reactionaries together, and start moving south together. The journey! Zhangtian Pavilion, that regime that has been rotten to the core must be crushed! Those enslaved people must be liberated!"

After a slight pause, Om looked at the pursed lips of the sons of the people, and suddenly shouted: "Ula!"

The military-green sea boiled instantly. Everyone clenched their weapons, determined to annihilate the enemy, and roared in unison: "Ula!!!"

At this moment, the people recognized the Emperor and handed command over to Ohm.

The Emperor's Sword was pointed forward, and Ohm completely set the tone for this speech: "Everyone is here, let's go!"