Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Ohm opened the quilt and saw himself lying naked on the bed. This body was far more muscular than before. Every muscle bulged as if it was equipped with an engine. The muscle fibers intertwined with metal wires contained extremely terrifying strange power. .

He sat up and stood up with his hands on the edge of the bed. Suddenly he felt that the ceiling of this room was pressing down on him, and he instinctively raised his hands to support it.

But when Ohm lowered his head and saw that the top of Nico's head only reached the front of his stomach when he stood up, he suddenly realized.

It’s not that the ceiling has come down, but that I have grown at least three feet taller (about 92cm)!

In other words, my current height should be about eight feet and ten inches (approximately 270cm)!

Can this also be called a little bit? !

Damn it, now in front of Sister Malika, puberty can’t be used to cover up the past. Whose child can grow so big during puberty!

Seeing Om's slightly crazy look, Nico smiled and said: "Don't worry, kid. During the seven days you were sleeping, your mother came to see you several times. Every time she sat on the bed She cried silently, but with the guidance of Albus and I, she has understood your beliefs and accepted your mission."

"Where is my mother... now?" Ohm used psychic energy to drive his new chin, and unskillfully squeezed out a hoarse voice from his golden voice (really), "I want to see her... and me. The families..."

Mother, you must be worried about me, right?

"Don't be anxious." Nico moved his index finger slightly, and the alchemy array flickered between his fingers. The quilt on the bed instantly turned into a set of clothes that fit Ohm's body shape. "Albus and I both want to know, where did you go at that time?" Where did he go and why did he suddenly disappear during the disembodiment?"

As he spoke, golden-red flames suddenly lit up in the air, and Dumbledore stepped out of it holding the wand. His face did not have Nico's relaxed expression, but instead stared at Ohm with a serious face.

"Summon your Patronus," Dumbledore said solemnly, "Prove that you are still you!"

Nico shrugged helplessly at Ohm, pointed at Dumbledore with his thumb and said: "This kid is afraid that your soul will be replaced by something else like that child... But he didn't look carefully, just you. What kind of thing can replace that soul?"

(Note: Everyone’s patronus is basically fixed. Unless the person suddenly changes his temperament or suffers a huge change, the patronus will change. In the original book, Snape’s patronus changed after Lily’s death. Transformed into a deer, and has been like this ever since.)

"Nicholas, this child was forcibly apparated back from outside the territory. We don't know what he went through outside the territory at all, so we must be cautious." Dumbledore spoke to Nico, but his eyes did not move for a moment. Moving away from Ohm, "Come on, Ohm, prove yourself."

"Of course, Professor, you are right, caution is a necessary condition for survival." Ohm raised his hand to stop Nico who was about to say something else, and concentrated on recalling his joy when he received the letter from the owl, "Huh Divine Guard!"

The golden eagle fluttered out from Ohm's eyes and circled around in this small room that was specially isolated. No trace of chaos and distortion was found, and it disappointedly turned into countless light particles and dissipated in the air.

After confirming that the original soul was still in Ohm's body, Dumbledore relaxed under Nico's impatient white eyes and began to ask Ohm what he had experienced during the disembodiment.

While putting on his clothes, Ohm truthfully recounted his experiences in the subspace, specifically mentioning that he could observe many transformation channels in the subspace. He said to Dumbledore: "Professor, is it possible?" Is it because wizards use apparation too frequently that the creatures outside the territory notice our existence?"

Dumbledore nodded heavily and said: "During the seven days you were asleep, cult rituals organized by wizards began to appear on a large scale all over the world. Each ritual caused very serious casualties. Hundreds of wizards and The souls of Muggles will be sacrificed to unspeakable beings. Originally, the International Federation of Wizards was puzzled by this situation, but now it seems that those wizards have been bewitched by the 'warp evil god' in your mouth. "

"It seems that the whole world is about to become chaotic again." Nico said flatly. He had seen too many wars caused by human greed and stupidity in his life.

For 600 years, there has been nothing new under the sun.

"We have no control over the affairs of other countries for the time being." Ohm controlled psychic energy to simulate skin covering his terrifying metal face. "Our primary goal now is to completely crush Voldemort to death and eradicate it at the same time. All cult activity in the UK!”

Dumbledore nodded, took out the silver pocket watch from his arms, took a look at it, and said to Ohm: "I believe you, Ohm, you are the prophesied savior and Voldemort's destined nemesis. But now, you should go downstairs. Go to the restaurant and enjoy dinner with your family."

As he spoke, Dumbledore instinctively wanted to disembark. As soon as he activated his magic power, he remembered that Ohm had just said that the disembodiment passage must pass through the subspace. He immediately stopped and looked at Nico and his lower half who were suppressing laughter. Ohm, whose face was as stiff as a dead man, said: "Maybe it's better for us to go on..."

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London, the original site of Whitehall.

The original highest administrative body in the UK has now been razed to the ground by the rat people, and they have rebuilt it with steel, mud and green crystals to build a fortress that is obviously majestic but has a stingy feeling unique to rodents everywhere.

On the thick outer wall of the fortress, groups of strong rat men wearing helmets and armor, holding spears inlaid with green stones, and with scimitars on their waists were constantly patrolling and scanning.

At the top of the fortress stood more than a dozen twisting towers that pointed toward the sky like fangs. Hundreds of rat priests wearing filthy robes held high staffs roughly tied with water pipes and green stones in the towers, and used them to contain deadly radiation. Dimensional energy and his own life are supplied to the green barrier that covers the entire fortress.

Under the castle, the old site of the Ministry of Magic has been completely reduced to a place for rat people to have sex.The specially prepared female rats are larger and fatter than breeding pigs. Their limbs that are too slender compared to their bodies cannot be used to support their bodies. They can only be forced to lie on the ground forever, allowing the hungry male rats to Astride behind.

From time to time, a mother rat will raise her head with all her strength, let out a sharp howl, and release a large number of cubs with pink mucus under her.

Before the placenta could detach from the female rat's body, a male rat couldn't wait to get on it and move its body. It didn't even care that it crushed two cubs to death under its feet.

These modulated female rats are used as fertility machines to continuously expand the number of rat men. Of course, more babies will be eaten by the hungry rat men before they reach adulthood.

If any cub is lucky enough to survive, it will be treated as the lowest slave rat, armed with a randomly polished steel spear, and rushed into the human settlement to die.

If the slave rat can survive a war, then he will be absorbed into the rat clan, put on the rat's first clothes - a dirty and torn rag - and get slightly more sophisticated weapons. Continue to rush into human settlements and die.

And those cubs that have the ability to communicate with dimensional stones - those green stones - will be protected immediately, and after a short period of infancy, they will be sent to the tower of the fortress above, at the cost of their lives. Dimensional shield recharges.

And the great horned rat who arranged the tragic life of these rat-men, Tom the rat-man and Lord Voldemort, was leaning lazily on his comfortable throne at the moment, his red eyes carefully looking at the creature curled up with its tail. A crystal ball the size of a baseball.

This is the fundamental reason why Tom wants to attack the Department of Mysteries, a prophecy involving his fate.

It has forgotten how many times it has listened to this prophecy. Obviously the prophecy should have been fulfilled when the kid killed its own soul, but every time after listening to it, there is still a strong sense of uneasiness in its heart. .

No, as long as that brat lives in this world, I won't be able to feel at ease for a day!

Must get rid of him!

It just so happens that more and more warpstones have been unearthed in the ground recently, enough to arm the most powerful group of ratmen.

That old man Dumbledore must not have thought that the more the wizard uses magic, the more dimension stones will condense underground, and the stronger I will be!

(Note: In the original Warhammer design, the dimension stones are condensed by the wind of magic, so it is reasonable to have dimension stones in the world of "Harry Potter".)

Just wait, the so-called savior...you will despair in front of my army that is all over the mountains and fields...

Voldemort held up his horned rat head and said unhurriedly: "Bella."