Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

At 05:30 in the morning, Ohm was sitting in the restaurant reading a book as usual.

It's just that he is no longer sitting at the Ravenclaw table, but sitting at the teacher's desk, with a silver candlestick that Filker strangely took from the library.

"I knew you would be able to achieve extraordinary things, Professor Messiah." Filch diligently helped Ohm light the candles on the candlestick, "I knew it from the day you first entered school!"

Ohm nodded kindly to him, while reciting "Alchemy: The Art of God" that Nico gave to him without pause.

Ohm certainly knew that the reason why the poor old Squib respected him so much was because the armor he made for him could forcibly extract the magic power that he could not mobilize from the body, thus achieving an effect similar to casting a spell.

Although he could only push and pull objects through the air, the old man who dreamed of using magic was already very satisfied.

Even his feelings for Mrs. Pings have warmed up a lot, which is why he can take out the candlestick in the library...

Ohm memorized the entire "Alchemy: The Art of God" in one piece, planning to understand it in detail later.There are more important books to read now!

That is the "Soviet Style Exercise Code" and the "German Style Exercise Code"!

After all, I have never had any experience in teaching classes, so I need to learn some skills from these two professional books immediately.

Especially last night, Professor Flitwick went out of his way to find me and spent more than 20 minutes complaining about how much these students like to be lazy.It can be seen that Professor Flitwick has really been holding these words in his heart for a long time. In those 10 minutes, Ohm could only nod and say "Ah", "Why is this", "No way", " This is too much." Other than echoing voices, I really couldn't say a word.

It was because of Professor Flitwick's tragic experience that Ohm ran to the library all night last night and stayed up late reading as a professor.First, he read and memorized the "British Gymnastics Code", and then hurriedly borrowed the Soviet and German ones while Mrs. Pince was still asleep.

If you don't want to make yourself a good leader in an instant, at least you can't make people laugh!

Ohm thought so.

As the sky grew brighter, more and more people began to enter the restaurant, including students and adult wizards who were going to work later.They couldn't help but stand in awe when they saw that someone as powerful as Ohm had arrived earlier than them and was still studying seriously.

Ohm noticed that many people were looking at him, put down the book in his hand, stood up, smiled gently, and saluted everyone with a hawk salute.

Everyone hurriedly returned the greeting, and then went about their own business, no longer focusing on Ohm.

This was the effect Ohm wanted. He sat down comfortably. Just as he was about to continue reading the "Suzhou Style Exercise Code", he heard a cold snort coming from beside him.

Ohm sighed inwardly, and looked at Moody who had just sat down with a smile on the surface: "Is it because there are nails on the chair, or is it that your short nose can't hold the wind, Moody professor?"

"Put away your false smile, Professor Messiah." Moody took off the flask from his waist and took a sip. "My eyes have already seen through your true face. As long as I am alive for one day, you can't even think about it." Let the magical world be your voice."

What Moody is pursuing is to restore Britain to its original state, rather than to allow a new government group to rise on the heels of the fallen Ministry of Magic.

Ohm recalled his dream, and the smile on his face became more sincere, saying: "If I can make their lives better than before, then they will be eager for me to rule and lead. Even if I don't want to be Rulers, they too will crowd me to the throne.”

"Of course, I'm just talking..." Ohm leaned on the back of the chair that was specially enlarged for him. Under Moody's increasingly dangerous gaze, he smiled at the people in the restaurant who were busy filling their stomachs. The man spread his hands and said, "I won't do that, at least... not now."

At least after retaking London...

Squeak - squeak!

The legs of the chair made a harsh friction sound on the ground. Moody stood up suddenly, walked over lamely and grabbed Ohm's collar, who was sitting still. Said: "As long as you dare, I will kill you——"

"Alastor!"

Professor McGonagall hurriedly came over and separated the two. He supported Moody, who was breathing heavily with excitement, and said in a low voice: "Have you forgotten what Albus told you? Ohm, he is definitely worthy of our trust!"

"If he is really the savior, then Voldemort is dead now!" Moody jerked twice, and his two eyes of different sizes almost protruded from his sockets. "If he is really the savior, then Voldemort is dead now!" My Aurors will not be eaten by those damn rats until their bones and dregs are left!"

"You are right, Professor Moody." Ohm calmly adjusted his collar that was messed up by Moody. "There has never been a savior. We cannot place our hope for the continuation of the race on a certain person through an illusory prophecy. on the body."

Ohm stood up, and his huge size instantly attracted everyone's attention. He pointed at the people in the restaurant and said: "Look! Everyone present has hatred and anger for Voldemort in their eyes! Everyone is eager to fight to wash away it. The shame of running away! Everyone is their own savior! Professor Moody, if all people, wizards and ordinary people, can use their own hands to exert their own strength in this war. Then I firmly believe that mankind's The glory will last forever!"

Moody didn't even have to turn his head to look down. The deafening sound filled his eardrums. Everyone was raising their arms and shouting excitedly: "The glory of mankind will last forever! The glory of mankind will last forever! The glory of mankind will last forever!"

Fiorina, who had just entered the restaurant with a sleepy look on her face, waved and shouted a few words, then fell asleep on the table.

Ohm opened his arms and slowly lowered his arms, and the shouts of the crowd stopped immediately.The young man turned towards Moody and stretched out his right hand: "I guess you have understood my thoughts, so let us face the darkness and chaos together and fight side by side."

Moody's magic eyes trembled slightly, and he saw the shadow of the first generation Dark Lord in the boy's eyes.

The raging fire of ambition, which seems to be engulfing the entire world, is burning in this young man's eyes!

But, why can his gaze be so pure, without any selfish desire mixed in it?

Could it be that... he really... just wanted to save and save?

Under everyone's gaze, which was like steel needles, Moody stretched out his right hand with difficulty and held Ohm's hand tightly.

"Very good." The young man narrowed his eyes with a smile, leaned forward slightly, and shook his palms up and down, "From today on, we are comrades."

Moody let go of his hand in silence, turned around and left the auditorium without saying a word.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Moody's back uneasily, handed the thick pile of parchment to Ohm, and said, "This is the content that was taught before the combat class, as well as the content of this class. You should be able to use your student scores when you go to class later."

"Thank you very much, Professor McGonagall. Would you like a cup of black tea?" Om nodded gratefully to Professor McGonagall. He needed this to determine what he should teach.

"Of course, why not." Professor McGonagall watched Ohm make herself a cup of sugar-free black tea. After thinking about it for a while, she said: "Alastor... didn't mean any harm. It's just that that night, many people were taken by him. All the Aurors were killed. This incident hit him hard and made his already extreme character even more intolerable. So, Ohm, please—" "Don't worry, Professor McGonagall."

Ohm placed the porcelain cup with black tea on the tray and handed it to Professor McGonagall. He controlled his psychically simulated skin and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter even if he really opposes me. As long as he doesn't stand on the opposite side of humanity, I will always Consider him a comrade who can be trusted to support you.”