Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Whoa!

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, people immediately started making noises, crying and shouting, and they became a mixed mess.

Even they themselves couldn't hear clearly what they were saying and who they were talking to.They just want to vent their inner emotions toward any object, so that the panic will no longer weigh heavily on their hearts.

Ohm saw Hermione on the periphery of the crowd. Her face was extremely pale, and she was even stiffer than a walking zombie. She seemed to have lost her soul. She didn't cry, but her tears could not stop flowing.

Her parents are in London...

A few people with the emblem of the Ministry of Magic on their robes even slumped down on the ground, pulling their hair with confused eyes, "It's over, it's all over. The Ministry of Magic was actually taken away by a group of beasts with no brute force." … We will become the laughing stock of all Europe!”

Facing the chaotic crowd, even if Dumbledore raised his voice again and shouted for silence, it would not help. Everyone was shocked by fear and became blind and stupid.

Boom!

Thunder on the ground!

People felt their eardrums were numb, and even their internal organs were vibrating uncontrollably. In an instant, everything became quiet, even the Hogwarts professors who were helping to maintain order and rescue the wounded were no exception. They also turned their attention to— —

ohm!

He floated up, the pure white metal wings on the back of the berserker armor were raised high, and the blue electric light jumped back and forth between the wings. The rumbling roar like winter thunder just now was the psychic lightning repeatedly shuttling between the wings at high speed, and the air was penetrated. The sound of ionization.

The crowd looked at this holy and terrifying angel of death in awe. Every wizard who witnessed the battle of Ohm could not forget the sight of hundreds of rat-man heads rising into the sky while the chainsaw roared.

In their eyes, this mysterious man wearing thick black armor is more than ten times more mysterious than the "mysterious man"!

The loyal auspicious bird captured everyone's expressions and presented them to the Supreme Lord as if they were face to face.Ohm lowered his head in disappointment and stared at the panicked wizards like the Holy Spirit looking down at the lost lambs.

He thought he could see unyieldingness, anger, and hatred in these people's eyes.

But when Ohm looked around, everything he saw was shrinking, avoiding and fearing!

Even the officials of the Ministry of Magic, who should have stood up and led the people now, were either looking at Dumbledore pleadingly; or they were crossing their arms and looking at themselves sincerely.

Is that person praying to me?Shouldn't he first maintain order at the scene and let all the people who come to take refuge have a safe place to rest?

Shouldn't his hands, which were crossed in prayer, be used to heal the wounds of others?

Ohm pondered for a moment and said loudly and firmly: "London has completely fallen!"

People looked at each other, seeing the same confusion in each other's eyes, wondering why the angel would repeat this fact again.

"While you are crying, whimpering and wailing. Voldemort, he has quietly recovered his body and returned to this world again!" Ohm released more shocking news without stopping.

A loud gasping sound suddenly sounded. The wizards all gasped when they heard the name, and more than half of them fell to their knees.

Voldemort!The Demon King, who looms over the magical world with one hand and makes every wizard tremble, is back at this juncture when the Ministry of Magic is captured by the Rat!

Many people's eyes were filled with death, and they even wanted to cast a spell on themselves on the spot to end this miserable life. But at this moment, a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded: "You lied!"

Everyone turned to look and saw a woman who looked like a toad wearing a messy pink knitted sweater. Next to her was Minister Fudge who was tugging at the hem of her dress.

The toad woman pointed her stubby index finger at Ohm's nose and cursed: "The mysterious man is dead! You, a despicable and shameless liar, don't let the magic world panic again!"

She opened her fat, short arms to the crowd: "This rat plague is just because our Ministry of Magic failed to prepare an emergency plan, allowing these stupid beasts to take advantage of it. As the Senior Deputy Minister of Magic, I! Dolores Umbridge! Promise to re-establish the Ministry of Magic at Hogwarts within half a year! Lead everyone to a better future!"

A silence.

Until a clear young voice spoke as gently as a heavy hammer: "Dad, it was she who injured you and robbed our fireplace."

Among the crowd, a young boy was holding his father, who had whip marks on his face, and pointed his immature fingers straight at Umbridge!

In an instant, everyone looked at Umbridge with contempt.

An official who gave the common people a back seat at a critical moment of life and death actually came forward and promised to rebuild the Ministry of Magic and lead everyone to a better future?It's really disgusting. It opens the door to disgust - it's so disgusting!

"Nonsense! I -" Umbridge was about to quibble, when a powerful and invisible energy instantly froze her whole body in the air.Fudge beside her breathed a sigh of relief, silently trying to shrink himself even smaller in the corner.

Dumbledore put down his wand and said in a deep voice: "About this, I can personally testify that Voldemort has indeed been resurrected!"

After Umbridge's interruption, everyone felt less desperate. They looked at Dumbledore and the man in black armor hopefully, trying to get a solution to the problem from them.

Ohm nodded to Dumbledore, looked around at the faces of the people around him, and heard a metallic buzzing sound echoing on the surrounding walls: "What we are about to face is not only the Dark Lord who has regained his body, but also the fight against him. Countless cruel and cunning ratmen under his command confront each other! Every minute and every second, these ratmen become stronger under the leadership of the Dark Lord! Last night, they were still using crudely made swords; tomorrow, they may lift their own swords. Their wands!

"They chewed the bones of our dead relatives with their filthy teeth; they daubed blasphemous symbols on our buildings; they overturned the whole of London in one night with their despicable raids, except for those of us who escaped. In addition, all wizards and ordinary people have become food and slaves for these rats!

"Their number is increasing every second! Do you think they will stop after occupying London?! Wrong! Big mistake! Today is London, tomorrow it may be Birmingham! When we wake up the day after tomorrow, it may be We have been drowned in the ocean of rats! So we cannot stagnate and retreat, but must rise up and resist!

"While you are crying here, don't you want to dig out their beating hearts with your own hands to avenge your loved ones?! When you are cowardly and retreating here, don't you want to crush their pointed skulls with your feet and look at the snow-white Brains are spewing out in all directions?! When you are afraid of pain here, don’t you want to torture these son-of-a-bitch heretics with magic spells until they scream and cry?!”

Ohm suddenly raised his right arm high and yelled: "Answer me! Do you want that so-called bullshit Dark Lord to be so scared in front of our iron hoof that he will pee and pee, and kneel down to beg for mercy?!"

"Think! We'd love to do that!"

"Please lead us! I want to avenge my daughter!"

"Those damn rats can't stop me from going back to the store! Even the mysterious man can't take away my Galleons!"

……

The crowd was boiling, everyone raised their right arm high, and everyone's eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred.They all lost loved ones, property, or both overnight.

What Ohm has to do is just to draw out the anger in their hearts and inspire their inner fighting spirit.

To counterattack London, Ohm also needs weapons, lots and lots of weapons, weapons enough to arm every wizard from head to toe!

I need more servitors and raw materials!

He raised his arms and shouted to the crowd: "Forever angry! Forever pure! Forever loyal! In the face of the glory of mankind, all heretics will be judged!"

"All heretics will be judged!" The crowd roared in response, and everyone seemed to have found a goal to move forward.

Especially Hermione, she gritted her teeth viciously, not even caring that her carefully maintained gums were bleeding.

"Sure enough..." Dumbledore looked at Om's back with relief, "You are the real savior..."