Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Walking out of the Necronomic Technology Research Center, the cold wind of France instantly enveloped Ohm's body, but the warmth contained in it heralded the coming of the new year.

Turning his head to look at the tall building behind him, Ohm left a psychic clone stationed in the Louvre to prevent the undead community underground from choosing to resist after realizing that they had been discovered.

Of course, even if they start rioting 3000 meters deep underground, I can crush these living robots to death through thick rock formations, but there is nothing wrong with leaving extra insurance.

When the surrounding guards saw their immediate superior appearing, they all stood at attention and saluted, looked at the man in plain clothes with almost fanatical eyes, and shouted: "See the Emperor, and die for your loyalty!"

"Exemption."

Raising his hands to draw in the air, a golden portal opened in front of Ohm. He put his hands behind his back, turned around and said to the guards: "You will still need to be on duty here in the second half of the night. If you find any unplanned movement coming from the ground, please immediately Scream my name."

The guards lowered their hands in salute. Captain Dolino took the initiative to step forward and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"We are all fighting for humanity. We are all parts in the giant machine of the empire. There is no distinction between high and low parts, Dolino." Ohm stepped into the portal and said to everyone present. : "Please remember that the brilliance of the individual can never cover up the brilliance of the collective, nor can the glory of mankind be deflected by personal glory. You have done a good job, and I am very pleased."

The late winter wind and snow seemed to have turned into warm rain at this moment, and the guards straightened their waists like poplar branches. The pride in their hearts was difficult to describe in words.

After all, the person who praised them was Him on the Golden Throne, the god walking on earth!

Ohm knew that these people did not listen to his words at all. Being worshiped as a god, he sighed in his heart and stepped into the golden portal.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed. Ohm came to the foyer of Rodel Church. Alpha was lying on Omega's head, snoring softly. His saliva slid down the rock-like scales. He had obviously slept for a long time.

Resisting the idea of ​​giving her a mental breakdown, Ohm took off the dark gray cashmere blouse from his upper body, put it on his arm, and walked into the corridor leading to the church hall.

In front of the heavy wooden door, the black cat Wright was squatting there, meticulously licking his paws and body hair. The first time he saw Ohm, he let out a soft meow. It trotted over and rubbed Ohm's shoes with its head and body.

Ohm smiled and picked it up from the ground with two fingers, put it in the palm of his hand and rubbed its belly with his fingertips: "Are you waiting for me to come home, Wright?"

Wright meowed, jumped onto the window sill from Ohm's hand, and skillfully opened the window bolt with his claws, and "flowed" out through the narrow gap like water.

"What a cute little guy."

Ohm smiled, bent down and opened the window a little wider, then pushed open the hall door——

The roar of bolters and the roar of chainswords instantly filled the eardrums, as if they were on the battlefield.

"Harry, Fiorina!" Ohm looked at the red and purple shadows colliding rapidly in the hall, and raised his voice and shouted, "This is my home! Can't you guys change the place to compete?!"

"I have already advised them both..."

Hermione, who was sitting in the corner reading a book, said quietly: "But these two guys have to fight over how to eat foie gras."

Ohm was shocked: "What's the point of arguing about this?"

Fiorina shot away Harry's chain sword, raised her foot and kicked on the belly of Gryffindor's think tank. Like a kite flying in the air, Fiorina drew an arc in the air, steadily. He landed steadily next to Ohm and said loudly: "The evil god of subspace is here today, and the foie gras can only be eaten fried!"

"You just have never had foie gras fried rice before you have this idea!"

Harry raised his hand and patted the footprints on his clothes, and said angrily: "Yang Shenghua made me foie gras fried rice once. It was so fragrant that you could even swallow it on your tongue. Your old traditional method no longer works. , fried rice is the real king!”

"You are eating your shit - you are rebelling against Tiangang!" Fiorina's Chinese proficiency has obviously improved a lot. She, who is half French, jumped on her feet and said, "If you don't pan-fry foie gras, it's like... Elizabeth was not Queen of Great Britain, Louis XVI was not on the guillotine, Kennedy did not parade in a convertible, Lincoln did not go to the theater to watch a play, there was no boy in the priest's bed——"

"--cough-cough!"

Ohm coughed twice, raised his hand to hold Fiorina's head, and said: "F.F., I need to remind you that the Queen of Great Britain is not Elizabeth. It's me, your dear husband, Ohm ·Messiah."

"Oh." Fiorina fainted for a moment, then suddenly stood up, her emerald-like eyes flickering and blinking, she stood on tiptoes and said to Ohm, "Then can you wear the queen's little dress for me? Take a look?"

"What a sacrilege!"

As a battle nun, Hermione's face was as hard as wood, but her hands were covered by the book, and she quietly took out a small camera from the shrine on her waist, and stuffed the papers into it. Said to Ohm: "Of course, if you want to wear it, I won't object."

Giving an expectant Hermione a roll of her eyes, Ohm rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows and said confidently: "Since Harry and F·F are so different, let me use these two methods." Method, make a foie gras dish separately to see what it is——"

"——Don't! Don't!"

These guys who were still in the three-point world just now united their front in an instant, and Harry's beard turned a few strands white from the shock.

He said in horror: "I beg you, Ohm, for the sake of the physical health of all mankind, please be like my mother and stay away from the kitchen in this life!"

Ohm was dumbfounded: "But hasn't your mother already——" "——That's what I meant!"

"You can't stop his craftsmanship even if you stay away from the kitchen!" Fiorina's face was full of despair, "I can't think of any other way to stop a person who can use boiled water to soak instant noodles into a highly toxic form. …”

After being discouraged by his friends, Om rolled back his rolled-up sleeves and said, "You guys, can't you have some confidence in me... What do you think, Hermione?"

Turning his head, Ohm saw Miss Beaver with a solemn expression and her hands tightly clasped in front of her chest, apparently praying.

Hearing Ohm ask herself, Hermione raised her eyes and deliberately said loudly: "God of all opportunities, please bless Ohm and Fiorina's child, so that the innocent life that has not yet been born will never drink from him. Milk powder prepared by my father himself."

At the end, she added: "By the way, I want to protect Fiorina. I hope she is okay."