Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

England, Wiltshire.

Lucius Malfoy woke up in the morning sunlight shining into his bedroom outside the window. He gently pulled his arms out of his wife's arms and sat up from the bed gently.

Last night, Narcissa spent a lot of energy writing a "sincere" shouting letter to the Ministry of Magic. Now that she was sleeping soundly, it was best not to wake her up.

Those despicable goblins in Gringotts actually allowed the treasury of us pure-blood families to be occupied by some unknown rats.

The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are a bunch of lazy bastards. They receive the salary provided by our pure-blood family, but they are so slow to react when our property is threatened.

It's really funny to talk about rescuing Muggle-born wizards. Are those despicable things like mud still one ten thousandth as important as our wealth that has been passed down for dozens of generations?

I hope Fudge has resolved this matter, otherwise this year's political donations, hum...

Looking at his wife's sleeping face, Lucius kissed her cheek gently, put on his nightgown, and picked up his cane where the wand was hidden.

He walked slowly to his study as a habit, waiting for Dobby the house elf to bring him today's Daily Prophet.

But when Lucius used a magic spell to open the study door, a figure was already sitting on the expensive fine gold frame covered scarlet velvet armchair.

The dim sunlight shone in from the bay window behind the figure, casting the entire face into deep shadows, making it difficult to see clearly. There was a smell of sewer floating in the air.

Although he had lived in comfort all year round, Lucius did not regress at all. He immediately pulled out the wand hidden in the cane with a carved silver snake head. The tip of the wand pointed steadily at the man's head and said: "Friend, if you If you are here for money, there are two hundred galleons in the box in the drawer on your left. If you are here for our lives, I will pay four times the price for the life of the person who wants to kill me."

"Four times? That's really generous, Lucius." The figure clapped slowly and said in a voice with a hiss in his throat: "Think about it, you must have lived a very comfortable life during the years since I disappeared, right? By betraying those comrades who have fought with you and collecting their property, your status in the Ministry of Magic has increased..."

When this man revealed his deepest secret, Lucius's pupils suddenly tightened. He took half a step back and shouted inwardly: "Who are you and what do you want to do!"

"Who am I? Hahahahaha!!!" The figure couldn't help laughing as if he had heard some funny joke, then suddenly fell silent and whispered: "If it weren't for your timidity and cowardice, Throw me into the sewers of Knockturn Alley, I really won’t be able to take possession of the body so quickly, my dear Lucius... Do you really not know your master?"

As he spoke, the figure took out a book with a black cover that looked very familiar to Lucius and opened it.The pages were blank, without any words, only a pair of cold eyes as red as blood with vertical pupils.

This look, as cold-blooded as a cold-blooded animal, has made the magic world fearful for decades, and Lucius will never forget it in his life!

"Lord Voldemort!"

He quickly threw away his cane and knelt on the ground. He walked to the figure in front of his knees and was about to lean over and kiss the person's instep.

But when Lucius lowered his head, he saw only a pair of clawed animal paws, stained with blood and sewage. They clearly belonged to some kind of rodent, and there was no trace of human beings anywhere!

Lucius was startled for a moment, but he quickly reacted, kissed him without hesitation, and said, "I will always be your humblest servant, and everything about me belongs to you..."

"Oh?" Voldemort used the instep of his foot to lift Lucius's chin, "Everything?"

Forced to raise his head, Lucius saw Voldemort's ferocious face now composed of a rat head and dozens of long horns.His pupils trembled violently, but he said with a firm voice: "Yes, everything."

Voldemort grinned his dirty yellow chisel teeth and said, "Then I want your son... to do something for me."

"This..." Thinking of his only son, Lucius showed a hesitant look on his face.

"Aren't you unwilling, my dear Lucius?" Voldemort stretched out his fingers with curved claws and tapped Lucius's cheek. His red and bulging mouse eyes seemed to be interested in Lucius. The resistance is quite expected.

Lucius pursed his lips tightly, trembling from the tips of his hair to the tips of his toes, but he finally nodded heavily: "I do, Lord Voldemort! I will -"

He stood up, picked up his cane, which represented the power of the head of the Malfoy family, broke it suddenly on his knees, raised it high with both hands, and said loudly: "I will swear allegiance to you!"

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As soon as Ohm and Dumbledore stepped into the foyer of Hogwarts Castle, Hagrid, who was guarding the door here, shouted with his loud voice: "Look! Dumbledore is back!"

The panic-stricken people who were sitting in the restaurant immediately stood up when they heard Hagrid's words and swarmed towards the foyer, scrambling to raise their inner questions.

"Professor Dumbledore, can we go home? You must have fought off the rat plague, right?"

"Have you seen my daughter? She is only six years old, with big and bright eyes, and long ginger hair... Please tell me, have you seen her? Have you?!"

"Okay, okay, professor, take me back! I still have a lot of money that I haven't taken out in my shop..."

"Do you remember me, Professor Dumbledore! I used to be your student! Can I stay in Hogwarts and take refuge? I don't want to face those rats!"

……

Among these people were parents looking for their children, young and ignorant children, officials whose clothes were stained with blood, and so on.They crowded and pushed each other without any scruples, just to get closer to the most powerful white wizard in the world.

Looking at these zombie-like people, Ohm felt an inexplicable sense of joy in his heart.

Fortunately, Mr. Nico Flamel gave him a shrine, so that he can protect his family and friends intact; fortunately, he has powerful psychic powers and is skilled in magic spells, and can fight a way to survive from the rats; fortunately, He studied knowledge without any slack and used it to build strong armor and powerful weapons for himself.

But then, a strong feeling of compassion came to my heart.Ohm simply didn't dare to think about how many people would call the names of their dead relatives in their dreams in the future; how many people would become food for the rat tide in their sweet sleep; and how many people would be eaten by the rats in order to save the lives of others. Corpse bones.

It's all because I'm not strong enough, far from it!

Questions like this kept coming from their mouths like a tide, and Dumbledore had no choice but to use the Macrophony Charm on his own throat with his wand, and said to the frightened crowd: "Quiet!"

The huge sound made the window panes rattle, and the crowd suddenly became silent, but the longing for the normal life in the past became more intense in their eyes.

These burning eyes made Dumbledore feel more and more uneasy. He really could not imagine what these people whose nerves had been stretched to the limit during the night escape would do after telling them that London had completely become a paradise for rats.

But hiding it will not bring any benefits, but will make their emotions that have been accumulated all night explode in a more violent form.

"It's a pity!" Dumbledore frowned, "I'm afraid we won't be able to return to London in a short time!"