Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

After finally coaxing Marlenia off of him, Ohm pulled his sleeve and wiped the saliva from the corner of Marlenia's mouth, which was holding on to his left hand.

I don't feel any pain in my shoulder at all, but it's not due to numbness.On the contrary, Ohm's skin can clearly feel every tooth in Marlenia's mouth. Maybe this is also a special effect of the anvil.

Hmm... When you transplant the cast muscle anvil to those death row prisoners for testing later, you must remember to test it.

When Fiorina saw Marlenia holding Om's arm and not letting go, she couldn't help but joked: "You two have such a good relationship, you might as well get married in a few years."

"Impossible." Ohm and Marlenia said in unison.

"I have brought this girl up since she was a child. I have done everything like bathing her and wiping her butt. You still want me to continue to serve her? Impossible!" Ohm poked Marlenia's cheek with his index finger, "Do you still remember? Once you had diarrhea, and you pulled me on my back when I was carrying you halfway to the toilet. After that, I suffered from severe mysophobia!"

"Oh, don't you remember why I have diarrhea?" Seeing Ohm exposing her shortcomings, Marlenia sneered, "It's not because my dear and good brother insisted on cooking rice porridge for me personally, but ended up bringing a pot of swill. It's something like that, even you can't eat it yourself. I still ate half a bowl of it based on the principle of not wasting food, and I had diarrhea for three days."

"Both of us can testify!" Aaron said. He and Cosmos raised their arms high, with fear of the food still in their eyes.

Ohm refused to budge, nodded repeatedly, and said in a strange tone: "Ah, yes, yes, I still remember that I washed the sheets you soiled at that time. The smell was simply——"

"Hey, stop, stop! It's almost lunch time, and it would be rude to continue talking." Fiorina quickly raised her hands to stop the two of them from continuing to reminisce about their childhood over shit and piss, "I can see it, you guys Both of them have unique skills. But..."

She tilted her head and looked at Ohm: "Is your cooking really that bad?"

"Lina, you don't...want to give it a try, do you?!" Marlenia stared in Fiorina's direction.

"That's right!" Fiorina raised her chin and slapped her chest loudly, "I have eaten countless unpalatable things since I was a child when I was undergoing wilderness survival training, from live scorpions to half-rotten berries. I’ve tasted them all! I don’t believe that the food you cook, Ohm, can make me taste bad!”

"Hoo? You actually want to challenge my cooking skills?" Ohm opened his arms slightly, with a disdainful expression on his face, "Had you known that my cooking skills can cause diarrhea, would you have chosen to approach instead of running away! "

"How can I break the myth of your poor cooking skills without getting close to you?" Fiorina raised a provocative smile on her lips. She wanted her iron stomach to prove that Ohm's cooking skills were nothing more than that.

"This is not something to be proud of at all!" Marlenia kicked each of them on the calf in annoyance.

Aaron patted Cosmos on the shoulder and said, "I'm going to build a coffin for this warrior. You go pick some flowers for her to send to her for the end of her life."

Cosmos raised his eyebrows and signed quickly, omitting the curse words, which roughly meant: You want me to look for flowers in winter?Are you entertaining me?

"That's wrong, snowflakes are flowers too. Bring some snowflakes back and build a pure white tombstone." Aaron looked at Fiorina's fluffy gray hair with a nostalgic look, "It's the same hair color as the one she was about to pass away. It’s a good match, that’s it.”

On the other side, the servitors carefully guarded Larcade and his children, who were at the age where "dogs are too old to be seven or eight years old".The Supreme Lord had personally given an order to protect them, and the servitors were afraid that these little ancestors would bump into each other.

Especially Lani, the little girl had just gained an arm. She wanted to pick up everything she saw, even charcoal, which tortured the fire of the machine soul in the eyes of 002 who was following her. A lot.

Seeing these big guys hunched over nervously and following the children around, Sister Malika was too embarrassed to stay here and disturb them. She immediately clapped her hands and said loudly: "Children, don't disturb your brother's work. Now, let’s go downstairs and help those injured.”

"Okay -" everyone replied in a long voice, consciously lining up in front of Sister Malika from shortest to tallest.

"Wait a minute, Mom." Ohm took out a large stack of aluminum masks with protruding mouths that resembled pig faces from the shrine and handed them to Sister Malika. "These masks can prevent you from inhaling the wounds that may be carried by injured people. Germs. If you accidentally come into contact with the blood of an injured person, remember to find the wizard with black robes and black hair who looks like you owe him a lot of money and ask him to help check his body."

"I will, Ohm, you must remember to go downstairs for dinner later." Sister Malika raised her hand and pinched Ohm's cheek, "Why do I feel that you have grown taller again?"

"Maybe it's because of puberty." Ohm said without changing his expression, squatting down to help Sister Malika lift the door.Fortunately, he used psychic powers to hide the criss-crossing lines on his body like tattoos in advance, otherwise Sister Malika would definitely think that he secretly went to join the underworld.

Watching the little guys go downstairs, and as soon as they returned to the workshop, Ohm heard the sound of tinkling and carving in his ears.

It was Mr. Ollivander. He was sitting in front of the table, his thin back bent like a drawn bow. The rubidium carving knife in his hand was carefully trimming the talisman on the barrel made by Fiorina. While writing, he pointed out some minor mistakes Fiorina made from time to time.

The gray-haired dumpling who usually made a fuss and could not sit still for a moment in class was sitting quietly next to Mr. Ollivander.She looked at it carefully and attentively, and her two round green eyes seemed to be about to cross each other.

"Ohm, come on!" Nico yelled with laughter. In his pale and colorless palm, he held a multi-jointed mechanical organ that exuded a charming mithril luster. It was a replica of the bone forging furnace in Ohm's body. "Let's Let’s go put this little thing into the body of the experiment and see the effect!”

"As expected of you, Nico." Ohm looked with admiration at the seemingly simple and crude piece of metal in the old man's hand, but it was actually a metal product that divided a whole piece of mithril into thousands of tiny parts and then reassembled it. "Have you cracked the mystery of that organ in my body in such a short period of time?"

"This is the advantage of the elderly. I have accumulated a lot of ancient wisdom and knowledge. And many new things often have wonderful reactions with the old antiques in my mind..."

Ohm and Nico walked into the experimental site behind the Primaris Workshop, which was originally the room where Fiorina tested the gun.Dozens of restraint beds welded with iron bars and steel plates are now temporarily placed, still bearing the residual heat of the welding flames.

There were people bound on several beds who had been "brained" by the servitors. When the remaining death row prisoners saw Ohm coming in, they cried out for help with their blocked mouths.

But how could Ohm pity these social scum? He pointed at the death row prisoner who screamed the loudest and said to 001: "Go and push that energetic guy over. 002, record the entire experiment. 003 to 008, Sterilize the surgical instruments. 010, prepare ten standard doses of first aid potion, don’t let this guy die so easily.”

Ohm took off his pajamas, put on the white coat made by the machine servant using the alchemy array, put on rubber gloves, hair cover and mask, smiled and said to Nico Flamel who was also dressed: "Old man, let's start together. This is an epoch-making 'Thunder Warrior Cultivation Program'."