Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Rodel Church.

Taking off his somewhat prim and serious dark brown woolen long windbreaker, Ohm sat comfortably on his exclusive single-back sofa in front of the fireplace, feeling the warmth and heat emanating from the Gubulai fairy fire, and couldn't help but Let out a sigh of comfort.

What could be more comfortable than using a fire to get rid of the coldness on a humid early spring day?

Alpha walked to Ohm's side with light steps, climbed up the ladder to the short round table, placed the glass on her back within reach of her protector, and asked solemnly: "Do you need it?" Want something to drink?”

"Just orange juice."

Ohm said casually, and opened the stained glass window of the church with his fingers.

The owl holding the newspaper stopped tapping the window frame with its beak, flew in with its feathers wet by the morning mist fluttering, placed the newspaper with moving pictures on the table, and hooted towards Ohm. .

"Okay, okay, let me look for it..."

After rummaging around in his trouser pocket for a while, Ohm grabbed a handful of scattered coins, counted out five of the smallest denominations and put them into the skin pouch on the owl's feet, while drying the wet feathers on its body with psychic energy.

The barn owl hooted gratefully, pecked Ohm's finger gently, flew up vigorously, got out of the window, and disappeared into the thick white mist.

At the stall where Ohm used magic to enlarge the newspaper, Alpha pulled out the diesel-powered wand from the maid's apron, tapped the glass that was almost as tall as her, and said, "Orange juice is like a spring."

The diesel-powered engine shrunk in the body of the staff immediately made a subtle sound of operation. The thermal energy-to-magic runes engraved on the body of the staff emitted a somewhat dazzling light, and bright orange juice flowed out from the tip of the staff at an extremely fast speed. Fill the glass at a speed.

Ohm opened the "Empire Daily" and asked casually: "Has the King of Ocean and Water surrendered?"

"Thanks to you. Facing the power of the Punisher Titan, he didn't last long before he was seriously injured." Alpha wiped the remaining drink liquid on the tip of the staff with a handkerchief, "The death of the Black King became the most overwhelming psychological factor for him. The last straw in the defense line, he has surrendered to the empire's divine machine, but he still has some feelings for mortals..."

"Contempt?" Ohm asked calmly, and at the same time he turned the page of the newspaper and began to read the report about the sharp decrease in the number of pill addicts in China due to the efforts of the Sons of the People Chapter.

Alpha nodded, and immediately added: "He just hasn't woken up from the dragon's dream yet. Please give me some time, and I will make him realize that now is the age of humans."

"I hope he can understand your painstaking efforts as soon as possible, Alpha." Ohm said as he turned another page and saw the report on the labor camp in Northern Siberia. "You know, I, a mortal, don't have much patience..."

A biting chill climbed up Alpha's back, and the cruelty hidden in the Emperor's words made her feel horrified.

She had no doubt that the being in front of her who could kill the Black King by himself could easily decide to cut off the head of the King of Ocean and Water, crush the soul of the Dragon King, and quickly lower his head for the sake of the human being he loved most. Said: "Yes, Your Majesty, I understand."

With that said, Alpha was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Ohm again.

Pointing to the report in the newspaper, Ohm said: "I read in the article that there are many underage fans of those idols who want to raise funds to 'buy' those idols who have no talent, morality and intelligence from the Tribunal.

"This kind of behavior is very bad. Send all the underage fans who want their idols back to Siberian labor camps to let them experience what it means to suffer in the world.

"Remember, the main purpose is to let them experience the hard work in labor and know how to be grateful for everything their parents have done for them, instead of using the hard-earned money from their parents to support a group of losers.

"As for the adults who initiated the fund-raising, let the Inquisition investigate their motives and intentions. Although the empire is vast and sparsely populated, it does not mean that scum and cancer can also enjoy the status of citizens. Do you understand?"

Alpha nodded respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Go down."

Alpha left as quietly as he had arrived.

As Ohm drank orange juice and read "Shock!"When the robber tried to rob the store and was shot by a member of the Sun Auxiliary who was shopping in the store, Angron walked out of the side hall of the church.

His hair was disheveled, a towel hung from his shoulders, and his skin was steaming with moisture. He had obviously just finished a morning workout in the private gym in his room.At the same time, he was holding two huge watermelons in his hands, looking very confused.

"Dad." Angron showed the thing in his hand to Ohm, "I found this on the kitchen table. Did you or mom put it there?"

"Although I also want to buy you fruit to eat."

Ohm put the glass in his hand back on the short round table, shrugged at Angron, and said, "But unfortunately, I can't afford it. So your mother can only put it there." .”

"Then let's eat it!" Angron excitedly put the watermelon on the table and broke it open with his bare hands.

The red melon flesh looked very tempting. Angron picked up a piece and took a big bite. He nodded and said, "It's so sweet! Dad, you can have a piece too!"

As soon as Ohm took the watermelon, a golden portal opened in the center of the room.

Magnus, wearing a white coat, walked out holding his messy red hair. He looked at the experimental data in his hand and kept thinking: "It is known that the subspace coordinate parameters are not consistent with the parameters of the real universe. What should we do?" With the current mental strength of mortals... hmm? This smell?"

Xiao Fifteen raised his one eye from the paper in his hand and landed on Angron's extremely smooth hair. He shouted in disbelief: "You stole my super smooth shampoo!"

"I have asked you before!" Angron said confidently, "But you have been saying some difficult things in the laboratory, so I will take it as your acquiescence."

Magnus, who was already annoyed because the experiment didn't go well, exploded instantly. He pointed at Angron's nose and cursed: "You are really a -"

Since it was inconvenient to curse directly in front of his father, a series of fierce Morse code sounds sounded from Magnus's mouth.

"You have the nerve to accuse me! Who took off my barbell plate without permission last time and used it to pad the table legs?" Angron put his hands on his hips and replied without hesitation, "It's you! Magic Pony! You (Gentle and polite binary greeting)"

Leman Russ walked out of the corridor leading to the side hall with his Christmas gift - two fat little wolf cubs: "Well, who of you saw me giving Freki and Grid bought--"

His amber eyes fell on the melon rind in Angron's hand: "-Watermelon..."

For a moment, Ohm felt that he had arrived at the shooting scene of the animal world. The reason was mainly because the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers coming out of Riemann's mouth were so full of life and vitality.