Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"I'm curious, Belisarius Call."

Felix looked at the young mechanical priest in front of him, stretched out his hand to hold the other's mechanical prosthesis wrapped with flexible metal tentacles, and said, "What is the use of that furnace you are studying?"

"Ah! Very good question!" Nicol Flamel said enthusiastically. "Please explain it to this young gentleman, Kaur."

"According to your will, Great Sage Flamel."

Kaul bowed to Nico Flamel, adjusted the speaker embedded in his throat to ensure that it would not emit any electric bursts, and said: "As we all know, the Supreme God of All Machines, His Majesty the Emperor, , personally designed nineteen extraordinary organs and selflessly bestowed them on every Imperial citizen.

"These extraordinary organs make us stronger, smarter, and rational, but in the face of increasingly powerful and numerous enemies, the demigod-like extraordinary Space Marines also appear weak and powerless. Therefore, under the guidance of the Godless Emperor, the Primaris Space Marine Project began implementation.

"The Primaris Space Marines will be even more powerful, superior to today's Legion Marines in every aspect. This will be possible thanks to the creation of three new extraordinary organs designed by the Gods of the Machine: the Anthem Pituitary, the Tendon Coil, and my shamelessly named Bey. Lizarius Furnace.

"It will be implanted between our two hearts and is usually in a dormant state. When the implanter suffers serious injury or mental shock, it will release homemade chemicals similar to anti-irritants. These chemicals It also helps in wound regeneration and awakening consciousness.

"The effect is so strong that it can even be said to bring the dead back to life. The only drawback is that every time it is activated, the furnace needs a period of time to secrete and replenish these substances.

"The task of my mentor and I is to use existing technology to mass-produce these three organs and ensure that they will not mutate due to large-scale production and can be safely implanted into the bodies of space warriors."

"It sounds..." Felix frowned, trying to find the words, "...like Astartes turned into Astartes all over again."

Kaul smiled lowly and said: "Yes, Felix. In principle, it is indeed the case."

"I understand."

Felix took a deep breath and said to Nico Flamel: "Let's get started."

Nico Flamel smiled and nodded. He waved the largest mechanical arm on his body and summoned an empty cryogenic warehouse, which was specially prepared for Felix.

Looking at the blue liquid in the container, Felix hesitated and couldn't help asking the Mechanical Sage again: "Are you sure that this will allow me to serve the Emperor better?"

After all, he is a 13-year-old child... In other words, not all 13-year-old children are Ohm Messiah...

A stream of nostalgic data flashed through Nico Flamel's metal prosthetic eyes. He bent down and stroked Felix's short golden-red hair, pointing to the thousands of cryogenic dormant chambers in front of him, and said:

"Listen to me, child, you will become a Space Marine of a kind unimaginable outside of this place. That is exactly what I am here to create, under the direct command of the Emperor Himself! You will be better than you have ever been before. The Space Marines were better, stronger, stronger, superior to them in every way.

"You and these sleeping children will one day conquer the galaxy; this dormant chamber is not a prison, but a passage into a future where you will serve the Emperor in a new way. Your future is not broken; Blessed by the Holy Om Messiah.”

Felix looked at the other children, who were floating in their own cryogenic chambers, wandering between life and death.Row after row, thousands of them.At the same time, he also thought of the advanced armors previously displayed in the armed niches, where the sleeping machine spirits were silently waiting for their owners.

These are the suns of the Empire, the hopes of mankind, the plans of the Emperor of All!

It's okay, Felix.

The boy said to himself in his mind.

Even if you fail, there are so many brothers and sisters who can fight for mankind!

He stepped forward, letting the cold methanol-like solution flood his body. He closed his eyes amid the sound of the liquid flowing, crossed his thumbs on his hands and folded them on his chest, turning into a solidified aquila salute.

For the sake of humanity and the Emperor, accept the unknown future!

At the moment when his consciousness was about to fall into darkness, Felix heard an eagle cry that penetrated the clouds and sky from the gurgling sound of the solution.In the dark field of vision, a bright and warm golden sun emerged, shining and soothing his young soul.

+Go to sleep, Felix.Go to sleep, my child. +

----

+He is a loyal warrior and may become the hope of mankind in the future. +

Ohm looked back at Ultramar, nodded to Guilliman under the throne and said: + I can understand why you value him so much, Robert.I can also feel that you still have something to say in your heart. Don't be restrained at this moment and tell me what you think. +

"Your Majesty," Guilliman paused for a moment, then took out a book that was too large even for the Primarch from the storage niche hanging from the servo skull behind him, "I have a thorough understanding of the system of the various Space Marine legions of the Empire. We conducted a survey with the number of people and compiled a summary and guidance book on this matter, please read it.”

+"Code of Astartes"? +

Ohm used his psychic energy to photograph the book in Guilliman's hand from a distance, and enlarged it to a size suitable for his own reading: + It is recommended to maintain the current legion model... maintain the principle of careful selection of company commanders and above cadre-level officers... All legions must share all information unconditionally.Leon will definitely not like this...Use terrain and distance to your advantage when facing enemies——+

"——Perturabo and I agree with this view." Dorn said quickly and flatly.

"But Riemann's wild wolf may be driven crazy." He added.

"He can ask Sanguinius and Angron for advice on how to be a general who leads the soldiers, instead of a mad dog running around." Guilliman's already frowning frown deepened now, "I I’ve lost count of how many times he disrupted the Ultramarines’ ambush plans. Fortunately, he’s been in the subspace these past few years—”

"I smell the smell of Lao Qi and Xiao Thirteen!"

A gray shadow rushed into the throne palace, opened his arms and hugged his two brothers tightly, laughing and saying: "Dad! We haven't seen each other for five years! Oh, Rogge , your beard is so ugly! Robert - can I call you Luo Bao? Forget it! That will confuse you with Rogge! Hahahaha! We must eat and drink and celebrate tonight!"

Looking at the popping veins on the foreheads of Dorn and Guilliman, as well as Riemann who was still smiling enthusiastically, Ohm silently covered his eyes with the Codex Astartes: + Don't let the carpet be splattered with too much blood. . +