Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Leman Russ was ordered to leave. As soon as he walked out of the thousand-meter dark silver lion gate, he saw his two brothers standing not far ahead.They ignored the flattering government officials beside them and just looked at the Wolf King quietly, obviously waiting for him.

No matter how much worry and pressure he had in his heart, the Wolf King still showed a big smile to his brothers. He stepped forward and beat Guilliman's chest, and said during the roll call of the Forbidden Army: "What's wrong, guys? Are you here?" Are you waiting for me to hold a party?"

Dorn put his hand on the Wolf King's huge arc shoulder armor. The reaction speed of the Primarch made him speak extremely fast. Dozens of Gothic letters were superimposed together, like a short whistle."This is not the place to talk," he said curtly.

"Unless you want to have someone shouting your name in your ear every time you walk through the door and answering endlessly shallow and imbecile questions," Guilliman added.

"I understand, that does make people irritated." Riemann waved apologetically to Constantine, who was guarding behind him by the Lion Gate, and said to his brothers, "Let's go to the open area outside the palace and find a corridor. .”

Guilliman frowned: "Are you serious?"

"Of course, Luo Bao." Riemann's smile was a bit meaner. He was always happy to give nicknames to his brothers. "Who would have thought? Instead of going to the conference room, the three of us would have a meeting in the corridor?"

"good idea."

Dorn said, grabbing Guilliman's shoulders. The dark golden halo radiating light from behind his head flickered, and the three of them instantly turned into distorted images, spinning and disappearing in place.

They Apparated. In the golden palace of the emperor, this is a privilege that only a very few people have. In the human empire with a population of one trillion, only a few dozen people are allowed to Apparate in the palace. Even Ordinary imperial guards are not eligible to apply for this right.

The next moment, the three of them appeared in a long and deserted corridor. The steel boots of the power armor made a heavy muffled sound on the obsidian ground. This thunderous sound echoed on the tall and gorgeous Roman-style fine gold columns. Collision back and forth with the curved mithril dome.

Guilliman said straight to the point: "You have all noticed. After His Majesty returned this time, the luminous sphere never left his palm. Whether it was our conversation or every decision His Majesty made, it was That sphere listens.”

"That's a warp god, albeit a weak one," Dorn said.

Riemann's ice-blue eyes widened: "Is this why you called everyone here?"

"Don't you find it strange, Leman Russ?" Guilliman's thick golden eyebrows seemed to be permanently locked in a frowning angle by a stasis field. "No one hates God more than His Majesty, but now he But he always carries the sphere like a treasure! Whether he is talking to us or issuing decrees, it never leaves his palm."

"Although I don't understand what you are talking about in a roundabout way, I roughly understand what you mean."

Riemann inserted his fingers into his thick golden hair, scratched his scalp vigorously, and said nonchalantly: "If that thing is important, then father will definitely tell us clearly. Since father did not tell us clearly, then It means that that thing is not that important. Luo Bao, God’s will is unpredictable, you have already overstepped your bounds.”

Seeing Leman Russ's unsparing appearance, even Guilliman couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He condensed the flames into bitter sarcasm and spat it out at his brother: "Then what is not transgression? Wolves on Fenris? Those beasts—"

boom!

Guilliman's back hit the intricately carved wall so hard that even the Primarch couldn't help but groan at the blow.Leman Russ grabbed the clothes on the chest of the Lord of Five Hundred Worlds with both hands. His eyes were bloodshot, and he bared his protruding fangs. He growled ferociously: "They are willing to sacrifice their lives for the empire and humanity." Pure heroes! It’s not your turn to criticize them!”

"That's interesting." Guilliman couldn't touch the ground with both feet, but he still said condescendingly to Riemann, "Do the heroes you talk about do it voluntarily?"

"you--"

"Stop!" Dorn reprimanded sternly. He forcefully inserted himself between the quarreling brothers, pressed his hands on their chests, and pushed them away.Looking at the two people who were still at war with each other, the guardian of Holy Terra roared in a low voice: "For the sake of father, both of you, please calm down!"

The Wolf King sneered, and just as he was about to speak, the three of them heard a childish cry from the corner beside them: "Everyone, come and see, it's the original masters!"

The three original bodies turned around and saw a little girl about five years old, wearing a black robe embroidered with a green and silver serpent emblem. She was looking at them happily at the moment. She was a Hogwarts student. A student of the Gryffindor school of War College.

The girl's emerald green eyes were as clear and shining as gems. She looked at the originals without fear and asked: "Master originals, are you fighting?"

Before Riemann and Robert could react, Dorn hugged their shoulders. His usually expressionless face now smiled kindly and said, "No, kid, we were just having a heated discussion. Right?"

Looking at the muscles tattooed on Dorn's teeth, the corners of Guilliman's mouth raised unnaturally, as if the muscles on his face had forgotten how to smile.He said to the girl: "We are just discussing some academic issues, such as genes and..."

Before he could finish speaking, a large number of children came noisily around the corner. The chests of their black robes were decorated with four kinds of animals: snake, badger, eagle, and lion, which respectively represented that their talents were more inclined to coordination. , hold on, strategy, attack by force.

As soon as these little guys saw the originals, they were as excited as hundreds of burning fireworks. First, they all saluted the eagles towards the originals, with such force that they almost turned them over, and then Then he chattered around the original body and asked questions.

"Oh my God, Your Highness Russ, you are so tall!"

"Your Highness Dorne, can you sign your name for me?"

"Your Highness Guilliman! What do you think of the situation with the Eye of Vengeance!"

Compared to Dorn's discomfort and Guilliman's restraint, Leman Russ quickly got along with the children. He laughed and allowed these future flowers to climb up and down his armor, and even Ride on his neck and take a photo with him.

Just as their mentor rushed over waving his pointer, Riemann knelt down and said to the girl who first spotted them: "I don't know your name yet, lovely little lady."

"My name is Lily, sir." The girl's smile was as sweet as a flower, her slightly curly brown hair spread over her shoulders from both sides of her face, and her bright green eyes were more dazzling than the finest emeralds, "Lily... Potter."