Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

The tip of the holly wand suddenly emitted white light, and accompanied by Harry's continuous psychic energy, a large golden-red bird with long tail feathers flapped its wings and took off!

It originates from the phoenix tail feather that serves as the core of the staff. Its shining body is as warm and bright as a flame. It cuts a wide path in the diseased field of Nurgle himself, and its crisp cry is more sweet than the playing of any musical instrument in the world.

The yellow-green filthy clouds in the sky could not bear this beautiful thing. The strong emotions coming from the positive side made these filthy and dirty things tremble and tremble, and even the smile on Nurgle's loving father's face was no longer gentle.

"No!" Nurgle yelled, "So active! So novel! Such a leap forward! It should not exist in the universe!"

"I'll tell you."

Harry held the wand steadily and resisted the growing pain in the lightning scar on his forehead: "This is human love!"

The materialized curse hit the giant cauldron of plague stew, and Nurgle's stubby fingers were unable to grasp the handle of the spoon. Both of these objects were countless times higher than the tallest mountain in the real world. The origin of the evil god flew out from the hands of the evil god who controlled it!

"No!" Nurgle's silly laughter showed panic. He immediately leaned forward and wanted to regain control of his original power, but God's Punishment Moonlight did not give him this opportunity.

"Go back to your filthy old lair!"

Hermione embedded the reality gem into the end of the hilt of the moonlight sword in her hand. The dark silver blade immediately burst into flames, and a narrow and dazzling light edge erupted from the propeller grille behind her. She was like a hunter who has found his prey. Like a falcon, it shot straight down from the sky, and the extremely majestic sword brought Nurgle's cauldron——

one!knife!two!Break!

As the joyful roar of the machine soul resounded through the sky, the sky-high soup cauldron completely lost its physical structure, and the evil god it symbolized suddenly turned into an indescribable abstract shadow. All traces of disease on the planet Jiajia were like mist at the same time. Evaporates as well.

But just when Nurgle began to be rejected by the material world, Harry felt that his skull was about to crack along the lightning scar. The intense pain made his body in Holy Terra look as pale as paper, and countless leaps flashed before his eyes. Move the light spot.

The Prime Minister of the Empire has never been so weak, as if the spiritual energy in his body that will never be exhausted suddenly left him, and now the person wrapped in a linen robe sitting slumped on the golden throne is just a boy living in a closet.

The weird and twisted will is boiling in the skull cavity, that is not his voice, those are not his eyes!

He saw it...he saw it!

He saw the cauldron returning to the subspace boiling to its limit. Large, full turquoise foam floated up from the bottom of the cauldron and exploded one after another. A long, skinny, dead white hand like a weird spider suddenly popped out of the soup!

"Ohm Messiah, Harry Potter..."

The sound was both cold and slimy, like mold growing in a damp corner. It was like black spots spreading on the fruit. It penetrated into the brain of Demon Mark Malcador, causing the prime minister's eyes to turn white, and a little light shot out from his pupils. red light.

Yes, the red light, the snake-like narrow pupils, the pale and slender body covered with black veins, the grotesque appearance that has transcended the human category!

That's not his voice, that's not his eyes!

"Harry..."

Where is this?It looks like a palace, but also a desolate wilderness. Who is this anxious brown-haired woman in front of me?Ah...it's her, Om Messiah and Harry Potter's little Mudblood follower...

"Harry."

He couldn't hear it, Mudblood.The life-killing curse that year caused the fragments of my soul to remain in his body and merged with his soul.I am him and he is me.How ironic it sounds that the only ending for the boy who survived was death...

"Harry!"

Following a violent shudder, Harry was like a drowning man who had just been rescued from a frozen river. His bloodshot eyes widened, and he kept swallowing the air that was left with the stench of Nurgle. His heart was completely filled with pure terror. Fill up.

He didn't care about lying on his back in the big crater created by falling from the sky, he didn't care about responding to the concerned greetings from his lovely daughter, and he didn't care about proving to his wife who took out a bolt gun that his psychic clone was alive. Contaminated by chaos, he frantically raised his hands to cover the unbearable burning scar on his forehead, and shouted in an extremely dry and hoarse tone:

"Voldemort! He's back! More powerful than ever!"

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Holy Terra, the Golden Palace.

Archduke Finlay leaned up and dodged the "tentacles" summoned by Slaanesh himself. The flaming blade sharply cut off these irregular purple cylinders, and at the same time, his left hand pulled out a pink handle from under the white panther's cloak like magic. The pistol shot out dozens of bloody holes in Sha Lishi's body!

Sally screamed with joy, and the pain caused his colorful skin to flush with excitement. He jumped backwards like a snake with the impact of the bullet, and his long tail with barbs and cones rose from the bottom up. Attack Fiorina's face!

The spiritual energy and personality of both sides are almost the same, making this battle "simple". Only by using the most primitive, direct and pure method can we truly and effectively kill the opponent.

Fiorina smiled wildly and waved her sword to block the evil god's tail stab. At the same time, she fired a shot to the side, her feet on sharp heels suddenly rushed forward, and the long knife burning with eternal flames stabbed Slaanesh directly. chest!

Slaanesh's body was weak and boneless, and he twisted his body in a posture that was impossible for humans to achieve. He climbed up the arm of the Holy Queen like a poisonous snake, and caressed the flawless cheek of the purple phoenix with a hint of teasing.

"What a beautiful face~" Slaanesh suddenly transformed into Fiorina's appearance, her purple pupils containing endless screams smiling and chanting, "When I think about you being able to sleep with the cursed one, I I’m so jealous that I almost go crazy~”

"How about I talk about 'sleeping in the same bed' in detail?" Fiorina said with the same smile.

"it is good--"

The empty bullet hit the relief wall of the throne room at an extremely precise angle, refracted and danced repeatedly among the exquisite reliefs standing here, and finally shot through the side of Slaanesh's head with a lewd smile on his face!

A flaw that only existed for a billionth of a second appeared just like that.

The Burning Moon's smile suddenly turned ferocious, and the five fingers of his left hand inserted deeply into the shoulder of Slaanesh, tearing it off from his body. His freed right arm bent at the elbow, and with the violent power of a Glory Queen-class battleship, Bombing on Sha Lishi's Tianling Cap!

There was a loud thunder-like sound, and Sha Lishi's head was smashed directly into the chest, and it burst out from the lower back!

"The atmosphere of Slaanesh is like a scourge, endangering the youth of the empire. As the empress of the empire, how can I allow you to be so presumptuous? Take your life!"

Just as Fiorina swung her sword towards Slaanesh, the Imperial Chancellor on the Golden Throne suddenly jumped up like a manic patient, and let out an emotional cry from his chest: "Voldemort!!!"

Immediately afterwards, he fell face down to the ground, with the Burning Eagle Staff pressed beneath him.

The fire went out.