Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

For the next month, Ohm devoured the second-hand books he bought from Knockturn Alley every day. Every letter on the yellowed and wrinkled pages deeply attracted Ohm's eyes.

At the same time, he also maintained correspondence with Harry and Mr. Ollivander. Although Ohm could not use magic, Mr. Ollivander was happy to explain the history of wands and some maintenance techniques to this smart and talented young man.

"Perhaps you could consider coming to my store to help during the holidays?"

This is what Mr. Ollivander mentioned in a letter. Ohm knew that the old man wanted him to become an apprentice, so he quickly discussed it with Sister Malika and moved to Diagon Alley with his gift to Ollivander. In the wand shop.

He slept behind the counter and helped Mr. Ollivander polish the wand's prototype every day, or cut various logs into suitable lengths, or experiment with newly made metal wands.

Because under the supervision of Mr. Ollivander, after Orm communicated with Dumbledore, he was allowed to use magic. Sometimes Mr. Ollivander would teach Orm some spell-casting skills, such as silent casting and wandless casting.

These two techniques are very difficult!Even Ohm could barely perform a silent floating spell, and more complex spells could not be cast silently.

Casting spells without a wand is even further out of reach. Without a wand, Ohm can only crudely use psychic energy to perform "push" or "pull" operations. The more advanced ones can only solidify people in a psychic envelope, which is basically Even if it’s not magic!

"Don't be impatient! Ohm!" Ollivander said seriously after Ohm was panting and sweating after squandering all his psychic energy again and again: "You are already great, even I can't do it at your age. better!"

There's nothing big going on with Harry, but his aunt and uncle's attitude towards him is a little better - if going from "hatred" to "ignorance" can be considered an improvement - he also has his own room and no longer has to live on the stairs. In the locker below.

He was very envious of Ohm being able to stay in Diagon Alley, a place full of wizards, but he didn't have a penny except for the wizard's currency. He couldn't even take the subway, so he could only read books over and over again to relieve his boredom.

The monkey-faced eagle "Fourteen" bought by Ohm is very active, but also quite troublesome. Compared with owl feed, it prefers to fly outside to catch mice to eat.

At first Ohm was worried that Shi Shi would starve, but when Fourteen came to feed him with dead rats in his mouth for several days, Ohm could only keep an awkward but polite smile: "Thank you, I won't eat. I really don’t—ahhh! Don’t put a dead rat on my blanket!”

That day, Om Super Mysophobic Messiah washed his blanket three times.

Apart from this, which annoys Ohm, Fourteen is such an excellent messenger that he can fly from London to Rodel Church at high speed with thirteen packages of ice cream from Florin Fosco's Ice Cream Parlor in one go , allowing the nuns and every child to enjoy delicious magic ice cream.

Ohm will only become generous at this time.

The days passed in such an orderly manner until——

"Thank you very much for your teaching during this time, Mr. Ollivander." Om said sincerely to Mr. Ollivander at the entrance of the wand shop, holding his suitcase.

Today is August 31st, and tomorrow is the day to go to King's Cross Station. Ohm plans to go back and spend one night with his family before setting off.

"If it weren't for you, my metal wand wouldn't be developed so quickly. You helped me a lot, Ohm."

Ollivander stood at the door of the store, smiled and handed over a palm-sized notebook, and said: "These are some conjectures I came up with when making the wand. You can take a look at it to relieve your boredom."

Without waiting for Ohm to thank him again, Ollivander turned around and walked into the store, closing the door behind him.

Ohm still meticulously saluted the closed door, dragged his luggage to the Wizarding Bank "Gringotts", and exchanged the remaining one hundred and seven gold galleons on his body for 530 five pounds, leaving only eight Sickles. And seventeen Nats on him.

Ohm left Diagon Alley and went to the market to spend some money to buy chicken and pork, as well as vegetables and storable potatoes. He also bought some brown bread that could last for a long time. After thinking about it, he gave it to each child. Bought a donut.

After returning to Rodel Church with these things, Boss Ohm was warmly welcomed by the children. Everyone happily ate donuts, except for Marlenia, who crossed her hands tightly and looked angry.

Ohm scratched his hair, sat down next to her, and waved the steaming donut in front of Marlenia's nose: "Lovely Marlen, don't you want to take a bite of the delicious donut?" ?"

"I can't wait to bite you!" Marlenia gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't you say you would stay with us for a month? What? Are you in a hurry to leave?"

"How could it be? If I left, wouldn't I be able to eat the delicious stew made by my Marlene? Then I would have no appetite at all."

Om took Marlene's hand out of his arms, held it in his own and rubbed it gently, saying, "I'm sorry, dear sister, I broke my promise."

"Actually, Marlene really likes eating the ice cream sent by Ohm." Aaron quietly emerged from behind the two of them, and after saying that, he ran away. Marlenia's crutch almost wiped his butt. .

"Children, it's time to eat!" Sister Malika shouted with a smile, the wrinkles on her face smoothing out.

Ohm is back, not thinner, but seems to be a little stronger. This is what makes Sister Malika most happy.

"Don't think I forgive you!" Marlenia stood up, took the donut from Om's hand and took a bite.

After the meal, Ohm handed the remaining more than 400 pounds to Sister Malika.

"Ohm, you should keep some for yourself!" Malika said seriously, pulling out four fifty-pound bills, and after thinking about it, she took out two more, and said: "Take these, there is always money outside." place."

"This money can't be used at the wizard's place, and I have kept it for myself, mother." Ohm shook his pocket, making Sickle and Nat collide with each other, making a pleasant clanking sound.

"Alas...you silly boy, when can you think more about yourself?" The nun stroked Ohm's sunken cheek, with tears in her eyes.

She made a sign of a cross on her chest, took off the dusty cross beads from her neck, and put them on Ohm's neck.

With this action, Sister Malika leaned into Ohm's ear and whispered: "After grinding off the tin on the outside of the cross, the inside is made of gold. Don't tell anyone."

Ohm's eyes widened, and just when he was about to speak, Sister Malika covered his mouth, turned around and pushed him out.

"Go to bed!" she said. "Grandpa Andre will drive you to the station tomorrow morning."

"But..." As soon as Ohm said a word, Sister Malika closed the door of the room firmly.

Ohm raised his hand and stuffed the cross on his chest into his clothes, and said helplessly: "But Grandpa Andre is 85 this year, and old Iggy really dares to let him drive with confidence..."

With thoughts on his mind, Ohm checked his luggage again and said to Fourteen who was parked on the window sill: "You stay here so they can contact me."

Fourteen nodded and continued to peck at the chipmunk he had just caught.

Ohm shook off his blanket, took off his shoes, lay down on the bench, and looked at the peeling dome of the church. He felt both the excitement of learning magic and the melancholy of leaving home.

There was a sound of wood scraping against the floor. When I turned my head, I saw that it was Marlenia who was struggling to push her bench to Ohm's side.

When Ohm just sat up and wanted to help her, Marlenia's big, blind eyes glared over: "Lie down and don't move!"

After a pause, Ohm still stood up. As soon as he walked to Marlenia, she beat Ohm's chest desperately like a cat with explosive hair, until she fell weakly into his arms.

Cosmos and Aaron raised their heads uneasily, and Ohm just pressed his palms down to show that it was okay.

"Why can't you listen to me?" Marlenia buried her face in Om's chest and said with a cry: "Can't you stay with me more?"

Among all the orphans, Om spent the longest time with Marlenia, and she was also the one who relied the most on her brother who could do everything but cook.

Ohm put his hands around Marlenia's thin shoulders and said softly: "I'm sorry, Marlen. I saw in the book that there is a magic potion that may be able to cure your eyes and legs. I just want to learn it as soon as possible. Get these skills."

He kissed the tears on Marlenia's face with his lips: "At that time, you can see with your own eyes what we look like."

Marlenia sniffed hard, pushed Ohm away, lay on her bench, and said: "You hold my hand to sleep tonight, I won't allow you to refuse!"

In the past, the young Marlenia was afraid of the dark night and the cold. During those sleepless nights, her brother's hard and warm palms dispelled her fear.

Early the next morning, Grandpa Andre, who was nearly ninety years old and had white beard and hair, but still as strong as a bull, drove his son Old Iggy's pickup truck to the door of Rodel Church. His arms as thick as logs suddenly He carried Ohm's heavy suitcase into the bed of the car.

Sister Malika arranged Ohm's clothes again, stuffed an apple in his pocket, and then kissed her eldest son's forehead, pursed her lips to prevent herself from crying.

Marlenia first hit Ohm on the calf with a cane, then hugged him hard when he was grinning, kissed his cheek, and said softly: "I will wait for you to come back, brother."

"Salute to Boss Ohm!" Aaron shouted, and all the children made a strange-looking curtsy to Ohm at the same time.

"Hahahaha, I like your arrangement, Aaron!" Ohm laughed and jumped into the car, waved goodbye to his family, and shouted: "Let's see you on Christmas! Remember to write to me!"

"Sit tight, kid!" Andre, who was deaf and deaf, always roared because he worked in a forge when he was young. After shouting, he put his foot into gear and stomped on the accelerator.

The pickup bolted out like a whipped donkey.

Cosmos, Yuno and Blaze chased behind the car for a while, and finally slowly stopped and just kept waving to Ohm.

Watching Rodel Church getting further and further away, Ohm wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand and looked in the direction where the wind was blowing.

That was the beginning of a journey.