Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

These words are so solemn that words cannot bear them, and so sacred that sounds cannot record them.

But Hansel heard it clearly. The person in front of him was no longer a young girl, but Him on the golden throne, talking directly to him through the girl's eyes!

Not only him, but everyone in the entire city echoed the stirring words of this giant bell in their ears.

The huge portraits of the emperors hanging on the walls of the building also came into action at this moment. Their faces that embody the admiration of all men in the world stared at the mortals on the earth, with deep black eyes in their eyes. There was no anger or disappointment.

There is only pity and hope.

The Emperor, He loves all.

With just a look, those who were ashamed of the empire knelt down and howled, and the guilt rising in their hearts pierced their hearts like a steel drill, making them confess their disloyalty and doubts in pain.

Those who are still loyal look up to the glory of the Emperor with pride, and their hearts are filled with peaceful joy and happiness, giving them more courage to face the unknown tomorrow and future.

Because they know that the Emperor is watching them, watching every mortal who lives bravely.

Before Hansel could recover from the shock, tears rushed out of his eyes. As the blood-stained pistol fell to the ground, his knees fell heavily in front of Fragil, and he knelt there. In the radiance projected by his eyes.

+Sad, pitiful, hateful+

A gust of wind rushed into the Legal Department, and Hansel's face was pinched with slender steel palms, and he even heard the sound of his skull being crushed.

Hermione, who was unharmed, lifted the terrorist directly from the ground like a balloon filled with hydrogen, and said coldly: "Tears cannot wash away your sins. Only blood can let the world know the meaning of peace." Precious. Rip Hansel, be judged by the Skyhawk!"

Cruciatus!

Huge and sharp pain swept through Hansel's body, and he was forced to let out a miserable howl in the severe pain of disintegrating flesh and blood all over his body.

This spell directly acted on his nervous system. Even if only a speck of dust fell on his skin at this moment, for Hansel, it was as torture as if all the bones in his body were smashed to pieces with a sledgehammer.

"You will be installed into the atonement engine by my own hands, and you will live in sin forever under the stimulation of chemical implants. The pain and guilt will burn your nerves, and even death cannot stop your suffering!"

Hermione's eyes were as sharp as knives. It wasn't until Hansel completely lost consciousness in the heartbreaking pain that she threw the terrorist to the ground as if he was throwing away garbage, and stared at the law enforcement officers around him. They: "Okay, very good! You are really giving the empire face. You actually allowed terrorists to openly walk into the Ministry of Justice with weapons. Has the peaceful life of these few months corrupted you into moths?! Chief of Justice! What? Come out!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a black woman rolled out of the crowd and strode past the smooth-sectioned corpses. She didn't bother to straighten her messy curly hair and the hat on her head, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee beside Hermione. In front of him, he said tremblingly: "I have seen Your Excellency the Great Nun..."

"In accordance with the provisions of No. 16, Section 20, No. [-] and Five of the Measures for the Supervision of Public Officials, public officials who neglect their duties shall be punished with thirty lashes, dismissed from imperial public offices, and private assets will be inspected and implemented immediately!"

Hermione took off the long whip studded with metal spikes from her waist, let it hang loosely on the ground, and sternly said to the sweating Attorney General: "Can you plead guilty?!"

"I...I..." the Chief Legal Officer's plump lips wriggled, "I admit...I plead guilty - ah!!!"

Before she finished speaking, Hermione suddenly raised her whip, the end with sharp metal barbs whistling sharply in the air, directly tearing a deep and bloody wound on the chest of the Chief Advocate.

The screams of the Attorney General did not make Hermione stop her movements. She swung the whip one after another like a precise machine. The long thorns embedded in the high-strength polymer whip were like the fangs of beasts, and they kept moving. The dripping flesh and blood was torn from the body of the sinner in front of him.

This seemingly cruel and life-threatening action was actually stuck at the limit of human physiological pain tolerance. Even though the attorney general was already dying from the previous 29 lashes, he had to endure the last and most painful one clearly. whip!

From the spine to the tail vertebra, all the flesh and blood was smashed and smashed, and the spine wrapped in dark red flesh was exposed to the air. Even the surrounding law enforcement officers who were used to seeing blood couldn't help it. It was shocking.

Putting away the long whip that was still dripping with blood, Hermione turned her blood-spattered face to the law enforcement officers, and said coldly in the fearful eyes of the other parties: "Send her to the Heretic Tribunal for the next step of interrogation and examine."

"Yes! Your Excellency, the Sister!"

Watching the law enforcement officers hurriedly moving the Chief Advocate away with a levitating spell, Hermione let out a heavy breath of angry breath. Just as she was about to leave to return to the fortress monastery 60 kilometers away, she suddenly felt someone pulling her. Power Armor's Robe of Loyalty.

Turning around, I saw the little girl who conveyed Ohm's words. Her slender fingers were stubbornly holding the corner of the burqa, and it seemed as if she would never let go.

Staring at the other person's eyes that were the same color as hers but clearer, Hermione couldn't help softening her tone and asked: "Imperial citizen, is there anything else you need my help with?"

Fragil wasn't quite sure what happened just now. She only felt a warm and pleasant light, heard many sounds, and as soon as she came back to her senses, she witnessed the flogging in progress.

She looked up at the demigod with extraordinary organs in front of her and asked, "Sister Sister, can I become like you in the future?"

Such a question full of pure expectations made Hermione, a person with "obsessive-compulsive answer disorder", couldn't help but be stunned.

Could this child still ask such a question after witnessing a flogging that was too cruel and bloody for some trainee nuns?

However, it is not difficult to see from the girl's serious eyes that she truly admires and desires to become a battle nun and become a member of her side.

"Can I ask why?" Hermione said gently, falling to one knee and bringing her blood-stained face to eye level.

"Because then I can punish the bad guys!" Fragil waved his fist angrily, "The Emperor told me that there are many, many bad guys in the galaxy, and they all want to make my parents lose their jobs! Although I I don’t know what the Milky Way is, but I must punish those bad guys, just like you, sister.”

Listening to the other party's childish but firm words, Hermione couldn't help but chuckle.

There is still hope for the future of the empire.

She took off a dagger from her waist and put it in the little girl's hand. She pinched the girl's baby cheeks and said with a smile: "Of course, citizen of the empire. Trust me, You can be anything you want to be.”