Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Because Nico said he had to wait for 030-Three Buckets to bring the braised pork he made, so after observing the mixed-blood Veela who had grown to more than two meters in height after the Thunder Warrior surgery, Ohm ordered the servitors to put her cut off his head to make a servo skull, and walked to the restaurant with Dumbledore.

Since he jumped three feet between closing his eyes and opening them, Ohm was a little uncomfortable walking at first. When going down the stairs, he often took two or three steps at a time and almost stepped directly into the disappearing steps. middle.

But Ohm quickly got used to this superior perspective. The muscle-casting anvil and bone-forging furnace in his body were also rapidly fine-tuning the muscle divisions and bone structure, and crisp explosions were emitted from the body.

When all the bones and muscles were adjusted, Ohm felt refreshed, as if a thousand pounds of weight had been lifted from his body.Every joint and every movement was done as it pleased, and it didn't look cumbersome at all because it had grown so tall and strong.

The closer he got to the restaurant, the more Om could hear the noise coming from inside.Presumably, the Christmas holidays are over now. Although King's Cross Station has been destroyed by the Ratmen, the little wizards who go home for the holidays will still be connected to Hogwarts through various means.

Even if it's not for school, being able to stay under the nose of Professor Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard in the world, is much safer than staying at home where rats may take over at any time.

What's more, Professor Dumbledore also allows the parents of young wizards, whether they are wizards or Muggles, to live in Hogsmeade.

(Note: I learned from Aunt Rowling’s interview that there are about 3000 wizards in the UK, not as many as there are in one university. So even if all the wizards in the UK live in Hogsmeade, as long as they use magic to cover more A few houses can solve all wizards’ living problems.)

When Ohm walked down the stairs, he found that all the students who were about to enter the restaurant were looking up at him in awe. Many of them spontaneously folded their hands in front of their chests and saluted to him.

"In the past few days, it has been spread that you were resisting the rats in the Ministry of Magic and covering the people's retreat." Dumbledore raised his head and said to Orm, who looked puzzled. "Many students were at the scene. They saw with their own eyes how you flapped your wings and killed the enemy, so they designed this gesture to show respect to you."

As he said that, the old man laughed and said, "You have greater appeal to students now than I, the principal."

Ohm was not thinking about this, he just remembered the Eagle Ceremony designed by Sanguinius the moment he saw this gesture.

How could they be...so similar?

He nodded to the students who were saluting, and also folded his palms in front of his chest, crossed his thumbs, and touched his two shoulders with his fingertips.

At the same time, the pure white wings that had been restored on the back suddenly enlarged, pierced the robe, stretched out, bent and lifted upward, like an upside-down "w".

Coupled with Ohm's huge body that far exceeds that of ordinary people, and under the background of those holy wings, he is simply a god descending to the world.

The students inside and outside the restaurant suddenly became excited and did not care about eating. They just wanted to crowd towards Ohm and get closer to this classmate who left many legends.

But at this moment, a serious voice shouted: "You are so powerful, do you want to do another five kilometers without power assistance?!"

When other students were silent, Ohm looked towards the castle gate. In the wind and snow, several tall figures stepped into the foyer with steady and flexible steps.

It's Professor McGonagall!Her thin body was wrapped in thick ceramic armor, and her shoulders were wrapped in huge arc-shaped shoulder armor.The entire armor is made up of large, simple and curved armor pieces, exuding a strong industrial aesthetic.

As soon as the power armors beside her stepped into the hall, they couldn't wait to raise their hands and take off their helmets, revealing their young faces covered with sweat.They are all sixth- and seventh-grade students. Originally, they should be holding books and chewing on their backs, but Voldemort's resurgence forces these children who have not yet graduated to learn skills that can protect themselves.

The power armor they wear is designed by 018-Vulkan, which is more suitable for students' body types and is ceramic armor with built-in power skeleton.Not only is the size of the armor adjustable, but the output range of the power skeleton is directly controlled in the hands of the teacher's machine and can be adjusted remotely.

Whether you want to increase the output to let the children experience being as light as a feather and as fast as a galloping horse, or you want to turn off the output to let the students work hard, it is something that can be done with just one thought, and it is extremely convenient.

It can also be remotely controlled, allowing the power armor to directly take the tired and paralyzed children back to the dormitory or the school hospital. This not only saves students the time of getting lost on the stairs, but also prevents people from pretending to be sick to avoid training.

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Professor McGonagall held her deliberately red-painted helmet under her arm. Her sharp eyes shot out from under her square-framed glasses, passing through each student, and finally landed on Ohm's face. Her expression softened and she said: " Good evening, Professor Messiah, I'm glad you're back to health. We old people finally don't have to teach for you."

"Professor Messiah? Substitute?" Ohm looked at Dumbledore in surprise, "When did I become a professor?"

"Otherwise, Ohm?" Dumbledore replied with a smile: "Didn't you say yourself that today's wizards are in poor physical condition and need specialized training for close combat? I have launched a new required course. , 'Power Armor Control and Demonic Sword Combat Class', now you, Professor Messiah, will be the instructor of this class."

Seeing the serious look in the old man's smile, Ohm was speechless, and then nodded calmly: "...I understand, and I will teach them well."

How could Ohm not understand that Dumbledore was clearly providing himself with an opportunity to develop his power.

As long as these students are trained well, it is equivalent to having a company that has been trained by oneself, all members are equipped with power armor, and can skillfully use magic and sword skills.

With such a team in hand, no matter it's a rat tide or anything else, there will be no way to stop Ohm's progress!

Everyone walked into the restaurant, and Ohm immediately noticed that the space here was much wider than before, and a fifth long table appeared. Sitting on it were all adults, including former officials from the Ministry of Magic and ordinary people.

His family members were sitting there. They all seemed to be living well in Hogwarts, especially Larcade, the gluttonous little fat man who hadn't seen each other for a week and had gained a lot of weight.

Malenia wore a brass helmet on her head, completely covering her lips.The helmet had no eyeholes, and there were grille-like hollows on the edges. A small wing carved from fine gold stood above each ear, which maximized her already excellent hearing.

She was also the first one to notice Ohm. She tugged on the sleeve of Sister Malika next to her and pointed in Ohm's direction.

When the other little guys saw the eldest sister's actions, they immediately jumped for joy and screamed strangely and ran towards their Ohm boss, wondering why he had been sleeping for a week.

Ohm knelt down and hugged everyone. He was startled by the two additional mechanical arms installed on Lani's prosthetic leg. He was even stepped on by Marlenia on the instep, and finally he hugged. Sister Malika.

Sister Malika didn't say anything, she just reached out and touched the skin simulated with psychic energy on Ohm's face, pursed her lips slightly, and nodded affirmatively to Ohm.

Just do what you want to do, I will silently support you behind your back.

Many wizards stood up from the table to express their gratitude to Orm for saving his life at the Ministry that night.

Orm accepted their thanks with a polite smile, followed Dumbledore to the teacher's chair, and sat on a specially vacated chair next to Professor Snape.

And the chair that originally belonged to Quirrell is now occupied by an old man with long gray hair, a face full of scars, one eye is small and black, and the other is big and blue, and he can't stop spinning around. Occupied by wizards.

As soon as Ohm sat down, he noticed that the old wizard's crazy eyes were locked directly on him, never looking anywhere else, and curiously asked Professor Snape: "Who is that person?"

"Alastor Moody." Snape squeezed two words out of his big nose, and added gloomily: "An old madman."