Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

When the Hogwarts Express arrived at King's Cross Station, it was already past four in the afternoon.

When the three of them walked out of the station, Ohm noticed that even though it was winter, you could still see big, oily black mice at the sewer openings on the roadside, staring with their mung bean-sized eyes, wagging their pink pointed noses, and greedily looking out. Snooping.

This made Ohm couldn't help but frown. Although there were a lot of rats in London in the past, they didn't run onto the streets before dark like now.

It seems that what Sister Malika said in her letter, "There have been a lot of rats recently" is an objective fact, not a pleasantries like "the weather has been bad recently".and……

Ohm witnessed with his own eyes a rat that was probably as long as a forearm and ran out of the sewer. It flew upside down on its four short legs and rushed towards a homeless man who was sitting on the roadside eating bread.

Before the bearded homeless man could react, the mouse jumped up his pants and tried to bite off the bread and the homeless man's fingers with its razor-sharp upper and lower front teeth.

The homeless man had never seen such a ferocious and huge rat. He couldn't help but let out a scream of terror, twisted his body and fell to the ground, throwing the rat away.

At this moment, Ohm took the opportunity to emit a spiritual light from his eyes, freeze the mouse in the air, and stepped forward to crush its skull with his heel.

Although the "Reasonable Restraint of Minor Wizards Act" promulgated by the Ministry of Magic clearly stipulates that wizards and wizards who still have traces on their bodies and are under the age of 17 are prohibited from using magic outside of school.But Ohm, who studied under Mr. Ollivander, knew that traces did not exist in wizards, but in the wand that every wizard must have.

In other words, if someone can learn to cast magic without a wand before the age of 17, then he can get stuck in the "Restraint Act" bug and use magic outside of school at will without worrying about being warned by the Ministry of Magic!

And Ohm is the one who can ignore warnings!

"What's the matter, Om? What happened?" Harry looked at his good buddy suddenly walking away in surprise, and followed him.

"It's just a pest." Ohm kicked the flat-headed rat corpse into the dirty snow pile on the roadside. He looked at the dirty coat of the homeless man lying on the ground, and the corners of his eyes twitched. After two attempts, he finally did not reach out to help him, but leaned forward slightly and asked: "Are you okay, sir?"

The homeless man climbed up in embarrassment, patted the sewage and snow on his body, adjusted the sunglasses on his face, and said a little awkwardly: "I'm fine, thank you, kind boy..."

"Where are you going? Come and help me find where my father is." Fiorina came angrily from behind Ohm, "Really, they promised to pick us up, but now they can't find him. , I really don’t know if I can rely on it... Huh?! Are you——"

Fiorina was stunned, pointed at the homeless man's nose, and screamed: "Dad?!!"

"Eh?!"

Ohm and Harry turned their heads to look at Fiorina so fast that they could almost hear a "click" in their necks.

Didn’t you say that your father is the most powerful arms dealer in the UK? !Why are you acting like this?Wandering to the roadside to eat bread and being bullied by rats?

"Shh!"

The tramp pulled his sunglasses to the tip of his nose, revealing the same olive green eyes as Fiorina, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't yell so loud! It took me an afternoon to finally convince the police officers that I was really a tramp. Now You three come with me, but don’t get too close, okay?”

Fiorina slapped her forehead, wiped her face vigorously, and said: "Dad, you should still remember that you spend hundreds of thousands of pounds every year to attack the top brass of the London Police Department, right? Why are we still doing this? It has to be like a secret agent contact? Can’t you just drive over and pick me up in an open and honest manner?”

Ohm couldn't believe his ears, that was hundreds of thousands of pounds!That much money can fill up the swimming pool!And this is just the police station in London. If every city in the UK had one, how much would it cost?

Belle Finlay, who was dressed as a homeless man, led the way while nervously scanning everyone on the street who looked like a policeman to him, and growled like a dog guarding food: "Finlay House Rule No. 11: Never trust greedy pimps! If you give them benefits, they will only ask for more! We Finlay will only-"

"——Only trust your own people." Fiorina rolled her eyes, "It's been so many years, but the psychological shadow caused by your police lover has not been eliminated?"

"You little kid, what do you know?" After hearing her daughter reveal her scars in front of her classmates, Bell grabbed Fiorina's ears angrily and said, "Turn this way, we are almost there."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned around and ducked into the alley.

Neither Om nor Harry could get a word in during the whole journey, but Om was sure that he had encountered police patrolling more than once on the road he had just walked.Without exception, the eyes of these policemen stayed on Fiorina's father's face for a long time, and some even nodded to Bell.

It can only be said that Bell's disguise was completely to show off to a blind man, but those hundreds of thousands of pounds were indeed not wasted.

After passing through several deep and dirty forks, the front suddenly opened up.A black Bentley that had been lit was parked in this open space. A short, plump, bald man with an amiable face was leaning against the car door and smoking a cigar.

As soon as he saw Fiorina, he immediately threw the cigar to the ground and stamped it out. He opened his arms and shouted with a smile: "My little princess, come to your uncle quickly!"

"Uncle Ingwill!" Fiorina shouted happily, running over and giving the fat bald man a hug, "You're fat again!"

"But I have lost weight!" Ingwill smiled and pulled up his right trouser leg, revealing the metal prosthetic leg underneath. "Look, I have a new leg."

"Cool!" Fiorina's eyes sparkled, "How did it become like this?"

"When your uncle and I went to the Middle East to discuss business, that son of a bitch took the goods but didn't want to pay, so he stuffed a grenade into our car." Bell took off the dirty felt hat on his head. , tore off the fake beard on his chin, balled it up and stuffed it into his hat.

It can be seen that he is extremely tall, but his shoulders are very narrow, like a malnourished stick insect.As he took off his coat, he said: "It's a pity that Ingwill reacted too quickly and pushed me out of the car. Otherwise, Fiorina, you would have inherited the Finlay family business this year. Speaking of which, you three Where is my personal luggage?”

"It's here, Mr. Finlay." Ohm took out the small shrine and gestured, "It's all in there."

"What kind of magic gadgets are they, huh?" Bell glanced casually and said to Ohm, "Are you interested in helping me smuggle a batch of goods to the United States?"

"What are you talking about? I am a good, law-abiding citizen and a top student at Hogwarts. How could I do such illegal things?" Ohm said righteously.

"As expected of you, Om!" Harry looked at the long-haired boy with adoration, his whole body exuding the light of justice.

"Then what do you mean..." Bell remained unmoved and neatly combed his short, iron-gray hair.

Ohm stretched out his right hand, rubbed his index finger and thumb, raised his head and said with a smile: "I have to pay more."

"Good boy, I just like your personality!" Bell hooked Ohm's shoulder, "Come on, let's get in the car and talk. The price is negotiable!"

Harry felt as if he was struck by thunder: "As expected of you, Ohm..."

"Little princess, do you know what your bastard father said to me after I woke up from a coma?" Ingwill pinched Fiorina's nose.

"?"

Fiorina shook her head in confusion.

"He told me," Ingwell cleared his throat, imitating Bell's voice, "'You're lucky you only have a little scratch on your right leg.'

"I said, 'That's great, can I see it?'

"He lifted me up, pointed to the palm tree, and said, 'Look, there it is!'"