Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"Copy these organs and implant them into other people's bodies to achieve the effect of mass-producing soldiers?" Nico repeated Ohm's words, with an expression on his face somewhere between "Notify Dumbledore immediately" and "This idea is really exciting. "between".

"Yes, Nico. I'm just an ordinary person. These organs can work in my body. There is no reason why they can't work in other people's bodies."

Ohm nodded seriously, his eyes never leaving the projection of the two organs in Nico's hand, "Modern wizards usually only have relatively powerful magic power, and the physical body - no offense - is surprisingly fragile. In the Ministry of Magic, I I saw with my own eyes that a wizard was hacked to death by two rat men armed with knives and shields. They were just weapons polished with scrap metal in the sewers. Now that Voldemort is powerful, his men will definitely make more. Good equipment. So we must give the wizards powerful offensive and defensive capabilities at both distance and near. Only in this way can we increase our chances of winning."

"It makes sense. When the bone forging furnace is successfully copied, remember to transplant one to me." Nico nodded half-jokingly, "I've had enough of this fragile body that's prone to fractures."

036, who had been feeling uncomfortable being stared at by Nico before, looked over and said, "Old man, do you want to change your body to the same one as ours? Flesh and flesh are weak and weak, but the machine has ascended. Can you understand?"

clang!

043 behind him slapped his steel skull and cursed in binary language: "Don't interrupt when the adults are talking!"

On the contrary, Nico's eyes lit up: "Can it really be changed? Can I put two more arms on my shoulders?"

"Well, it's theoretically possible...but there's a little problem now..." 036 didn't expect this old man to be so brave, and said a little lost in words: "We haven't mastered how to make your brain 'alive' yet." Put the earth into our bodies..."

I thought Nico would retreat in spite of the difficulty, but with a wave of his hand, dozens of dirty people with their hands and feet tied tightly emerged from the void and fell to the floor of the Primaris Workshop. superior.The old man said generously: "These are the death row prisoners that I bought from magic prisons all over the world. You can use them to practice your skills. If you don't have enough, come back to me."

Just as the servitors were happily carrying these death row prisoners, who were tied up like New Year pigs, to the back kitchen - ahem - to renovate the test site, Ohm picked up a small cylindrical piece of white iron from the raw material stack. Ingot, ethereal red fire burned in the palm of his hand, turning the piece of white iron into blood-colored metal in an instant.

The first feeling you feel when holding it in your hand is that it is light, without any feeling of falling in your hand. It is like an angel's feather, as if it can fly with just a light touch.

but……

Ohm picked up the small hammer from the table at hand, placed the metal ingot on the anvil and struck it hard. Suddenly the whole piece of metal cracked and split into two halves in the middle.

Too hard and brittle, with little ductility or flexibility.Then try mixing it with other metals and forging it into an alloy, and see if you can get a metal with better properties.

With this in mind, Ohm calculated the values ​​from density to hardness of the metal ingot he named "Scarlet Polonium" according to various evaluation criteria for metal properties in "Preliminary Alchemy".

Then substitute these values ​​into the ten-pointed star formula to calculate the characteristics of the alloy that will be obtained after fusing it with other metals.

Nico's interest in scarlet polonium is obviously less than that of the mechanical organs in Ohm's body. After all, he has lived for 660 years. Where in the world has he not traveled?What strange metal has he not seen before?

So he just stood behind Ohm and took a few glances. After confirming that the values ​​​​filled in the ten-pointed star formula were indeed correct, he went to the side to play with the projections of the bone forging furnace and muscle anvil.

Servants 001-011, the ten of them took the initiative to assist Ohm in verifying the results of the alchemical deduction, and took on part of the calculation tasks, which greatly accelerated Ohm's completion of the ten-pointed star formula.

Soon, with the help of the servitor and Nico Flamel's "little tips", in just over an hour, Ohm got a method that could theoretically ensure the hardness and flexibility while minimizing the weight. The alloy is proportioned!

33% high carbon steel, 18% scarlet polonium, 17% orichalcum, 12% vanadium titanium, 12% rubidium ferro, 8% fine gold.According to this ratio, and then continuously burning it with the Ancient Prey Immortal Fire to completely fuse it, you can get a metal that is "as light as ceramics and as hard as steel"!

The only downside is that...

Ohm doesn't have that much fine gold!

"Silly boy, you're not really going to use the magic stone I gave you to refine ordinary gold, are you?" Nico laughed as he watched Ohm walking around the workshop with his hands behind his back in distress, "Use it to your best advantage." There are many things you can do with your imagination and the Philosopher’s Stone.”

And just when Ohm excitedly took out the magic stone from the shrine and wanted to start refining fine gold immediately, the door of the Primaris Workshop was opened by someone.

The person who opened the door was Fiorina. Cosmos and Aaron helped her lift the door panel. Behind her were Sister Malika and Om's other brothers and sisters.

Even Mr. Ollivander is here. His hair, which was already as messy as cotton, is now even more messy. There is a layer of dust on his clothes. His two light-colored eyes are bright. Although he is a little embarrassed, he is still. Looks pretty good.

As soon as he saw the legendary alchemist Nico Flamel here, he didn't even bother to say hello to his apprentice, and immediately came to Nico's side like a little boy who saw his idol.

A little embarrassed, Ohm put down his hand that was about to say hello to Mr. Ollivander, and caught Marlenia who threw herself into his arms.

Even though Marlenia couldn't see with her eyes, she could confirm where her brother was just by hearing, and the brass prosthetic feet made a clicking sound when she stepped on the ground.She first hugged Om hard, and then bit her brother's shoulder without hesitation.

"what!!!"

A scream echoed throughout the Primaris Workshop.

The servitors who were originally discussing how to perform a craniotomy in the back laboratory were frightened by the "wailing of the God of All Machines" and accidentally tore off the head of a death row prisoner. They had no time to clean it up and immediately He rushed out carrying a bloody bone saw and hammer.

Although it doesn't quite comply with the operating procedures, the death row inmate doesn't have anything to complain about, right?

Ohm heard the movement behind him, and gestured to the servitors repeatedly, pointing at his younger brothers and sisters who started to poke around curiously in the workshop and shouted: "Leave me alone! Go and watch them for me, don't Let them get burned by the stove!”

Hearing the burn, Lawrence trembled and timidly hid behind Sister Malika.

When Sister Malika saw that her son was safe and sound, she first breathed a long sigh of relief, made a sign of a cross on her chest, then immediately walked over with a straight face, grabbed Ohm's ears, and scolded: "The wings are too hard." Are you capable? Do you dare to brave the rat tide alone? Let me see if you dare again in the future..."

Poor Ohm, with Malenia hanging around him who refused to let go, and his mother grabbing his ears and having to tilt his head, he could only promise again and again: "I will never dare to do this alone again next time." It’s done, Mom!”

"There's a next time?!" Sister Malika was so angry that her lips turned white, and she twisted her hand hard - but it didn't move.

After all, the cast muscle anvil in Ohm's body has spread the metal fibers to the whole body, and the ears will naturally not miss it.

Grandpa Andre stared blankly at the huge workshop with all kinds of tools, and shouted to his son and Bernal: "Maybe we can use our skills to occupy a piece of territory among these jugglers. !”