Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"Of course, I am Fiorina Finlay, the only daughter of Bell Finlay, the largest arms dealer in the UK!"

Fiorina looked proud.

The confused Hagrid looked at the two people holding hands and laughing wildly, scratching his messy hair in confusion. He didn't understand why the two people suddenly laughed like dark wizards.

Ohm proposed to fire two shots to test his skills. After getting Fiorina's consent, he asked Hagrid for a pile of whiskey bottles that he had drunk.

He carried the wine bottle to Hagrid's pumpkin patch, placed the bottle on the wooden fence, stepped back five or six steps, and took the pink furry bunny from Fiorina's hand.

"Children, be careful with my pumpkin!" Hagrid poked his head out of the door and looked worriedly at Ohm adjusting his gun grip according to Fiorina's instructions.

"Don't worry, Hagrid. All I bring are rubber bullets. Not to mention pumpkins. Even if they hit someone, they will only hurt for a while." Fiorina said carelessly.

Ohm nodded to Hagrid, indicating that he knew what he was doing, then he straightened his arms, leaned his upper body forward slightly, tightened his abdomen, stood with his feet open, looked through the pink fur rabbit's sight hole, and aligned his aim with the target.

boom! boom! boom!

After firing three shots in a row, three whiskey bottles shattered. Ohm's strong body and high-speed nerve reactions allowed him to perfectly control the firearm in his hand. Although the shooting movement was a bit stiff and unnatural, his accuracy was very good!

The first time I used a pistol to shoot, the feel was completely different from that of a wand.

Compared with a wand that relies more on the user's own control, a pistol with a mature aiming system is undoubtedly more accurate and convenient for shooting at long-distance targets. Even if you have never used a firearm before, the bullets fired can still hit the target. ten.

As for the magic spell, not to mention that its flying speed is much slower than that of bullets. The extremely fast attenuation speed of magic alone, like most people's "fainting", even if it hits someone 20 meters away, it will only hit someone. Being able to push a person to stagger a little makes it much weaker in terms of long-range lethality.

Ohm became excited. He seemed to have seen the real future of the metal wand. It should not be limited to the shape of a stick. It could use multiple parts like a pistol to complete the task of firing magic spells.

With their minds full of fantastic ideas, Ohm and Fiorina bid farewell to Hagrid.When the two returned to the castle, Hagrid's robe pockets were stuffed with rock biscuits and he was holding a huge cup cake in his hands.

In the following period, Ohm lived a very fulfilling life every day.

In addition to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he found that every professor in the castle had his own unique skills, just waiting for the little wizards to calm down and learn them.

Professor McGonagall, who is in charge of the Transfiguration class, is just like her appearance, she is a very strict lady. Someone in her own class was late or made trouble, and she gave everyone a slap in the face in the first class.

"Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous spell you have in your Hogwarts curriculum. If anyone dares to desert my class, I will ask him out and never let him in again!" she said. , turned the podium into a big white pig that was shaking its head and being naive, and then changed it back again amidst the exclamations of the whole class.

Ohm knew how to please such a strict teacher, that is, to be stricter with himself!

He can perfectly complete the tasks assigned by Professor McGonagall in every class.Ask him to turn a match into a needle, and he will turn it into a gold needle with exquisitely carved textures.Ask him to turn yarn into noodles, and he will turn into a spaghetti that is fragrant and filled with sauce, as if it had just been cooked out of the pot.

With this hand transformation technique, the well-behaved, sensible and talented Ohm soon became Professor McGonagall's favorite student. In every Transfiguration class, Ohm could win ten points for Ravenclaw, and he didn't even have to transform. class homework.

Professor Snape admired Ohm's rigorous attitude towards potions. Every potion he prepared could almost perfectly restore the effects recorded in the book.

Although this student's long black hair was much cleaner and neater than his own, he could still see his own shadow in Ohm.

But Professor Snape was very dissatisfied with Ohm's overly cautious dispensing style. In his opinion, the refining of potions required not only caution, but also taking risks with appropriate risks.

"Messiah, you know that adding more dried mint leaf fragments will get better results, why do you add so much cautiously like a stingy Siberian squirrel?"

Snape sniffed the "one-stop" nasal congestion potion prepared by Ohm with his huge aquiline nose, and asked with a straight face in the silent silence of the whole class.

"But, Professor." Ohm spread his hands helplessly, "The medicinal materials I bought are only enough to last until the end of the semester. I don't want to run out of medicinal materials during the final exam."

Snape glanced at him sideways, coldly said "Get it from my storage room", then turned around and continued to inspect the cauldrons of other students.

Herbal medicine classes and magical creatures classes made Ohm more uncomfortable. Although he could learn wonderful knowledge, it was difficult for him to avoid getting fertilizer and magical animal hair on his robes, which caused him to suffer from mysophobia. Like many people, every time After herbal medicine class, I have to run back to the dormitory and take a shower.

Fiorina teased him for being a "clean little princess", and then was flicked to tears by a frustrated Ohm.

"I would have tolerated it if it was just ordinary soil," Ohm hid on the edge and watched Fiorina wrap the mandrake seeds with fertilizer with her bare hands and roll them into balls so that the seeds could absorb sufficient nutrients. Said: "But the fertilizer we use is fermented from dragon dung!"

From that day on, there was a little gray-haired witch among the people who went back to the dormitory to take a shower.

After receiving Professor Flitwick's letter, Mr. Ollivander readily agreed that Ohm would learn dueling skills from Professor Flitwick, but he still hoped that Ohm could use his vacation time to experiment with metal wands in the shop.

Every Tuesday, four, six, and three days a week, Ohm would go to Professor Flitwick's office at six o'clock every night and come back exhausted two and a half hours later.

Professor Flitwick's training methods are quite extreme, and his amiable and gentle appearance hides a violent heart.

From the beginning, he asked Ohm to put aside the silent casting and wandless casting, and use maximum power to output at the humanoid target made of orichalcum alloy.

"Bomb blast!"

Ohm roared hoarsely. While running back and forth quickly from side to side, he shot out psychic light bombs from the tip of the staff, causing the target to fly into the air. It was twisted and scattered by more light bombs in the air. .

"It's not fast enough, Ohm! Don't slow down your feet, and your opponent won't stand there stupidly! Pay attention to your aim! If you can hit the chest first, don't hit the head first. Your magic output is still not at the limit! Repair as before !”

Professor Flitwick stood on a chair cushioned with books, shouting encouragement while repairing the broken humanoid target, "Continue!"

"Huh...huh...I am, there is no limit! Explosive bomb blast!"

Ohm beat his sore thighs hard, letting the pain activate the remaining physical strength in his body. His eyes were filled with blue light, and his lean and muscular body was moving around the office like a cheetah.