Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

There is a yellowed map posted on the wall of the corridor of the mental hospital, marking the departments and wards on each floor.Relying on Superman's memory, the two original bodies just glanced at it and completely memorized the map in their minds.

"I'm going to the dean's office to look for clues." Norton pointed to a room on the map. "If I find anything, I'll notify you immediately."

Sanguinius nodded and turned into a stream of golden-red light relying solely on his physical strength, disappearing around the corner of the stairwell.

Because they were worried that psychic disturbance would damage the spell-casting environment, neither the Archangel nor the White Emperor Dragon Master would use any psychic powers by default.

"As long as it has anything to do with the safety of other people's lives, this guy will become far more impulsive than usual..." Norton looked at Sanguinius's back with a hint of relief in his eyes, "No wonder he is the most beloved father. My beloved son. Do I still have this kind of humanity?"

The thoughts in his mind and the actions of his body went together at the same time. Within a few seconds, Norton arrived at the door of the dean's office. An old but still solid wooden door blocked his way. There was a thumbtack fixed on the doorpost. A dusty notice:

The dean is out.If you need to enter the Dean's Office, please go to the nurse's station to get the key to the Dean's Office.

Looking at the yellowed paper, Norton turned the rusty door handle and found, not surprisingly, that it was locked.

"It's such a classic scene."

The White Emperor Dragon Lord smiled casually, and then...

One punch!

It was like a thunderbolt, and the wooden door exploded!

"I am a blacksheep, and I will not be bound by rules."

Norton walked into the dean's office stepping on the sawdust on the floor. His brilliant golden eyes shot like lightning, and he confirmed within one hundred thousandth of a second that this was an empty room. Except for the dusty desks, chairs and bookshelves, Nothing of value.

Great, now the search scope has been expanded to include the entire mental hospital.

Just when Norton was about to turn around and leave, the TV set on the dean's desk suddenly turned on automatically and shed a pale light.From the speaker that was in disrepair, a child's distorted and hoarse voice came out, calling: "Brother..."

This all-too-familiar voice made Norton stop abruptly, turned around the dean's desk, and looked into the depths of the TV.

In a room with soft cushions on the walls and floor, a boy with black hair and a shawl was curled up on the ground hugging his knees, looking expectantly at Norton outside the TV with his golden eyes: "Brother, you Come to me??"

"Constantine..." Norton stretched out his hand in disbelief, as if to touch the stained screen, "Why did you..."

"Brother, I don't want to stay here. They feed me medicine and beat me..."

Constantine on the TV stretched out his hand towards Norton. His slender arms were covered with scars burned by cigarette butts and electric shocks, and his young face was as thin as a skeleton.

"Brother, can you take me out of here?"

The lonely Bronze City at the bottom of the Three Gorges, the brotherhood of loneliness and dependence for thousands of years, and the memories that surged from the bottom of his heart like a tide, made Norton's fingertips tremble.

He said nothing and obediently placed his palms on the TV screen.The next moment, five slender, cold fingers grasped Norton's palm, and Constantine's voice sounded in his ears at the same time: "Brother, you finally found me..."

At this moment, as if the physical laws of the universe no longer apply, the black-haired boy crawled out of the TV, transforming from an illusory image into a real entity!

He held Norton's hand and called softly: "Let's go home, brother. It's just you and me. Back to the Bronze City, I will paint for you and you will play the piano for me, just like before... let's go, Let’s go…”

The surrounding darkness became thicker and thicker, billowing in the air like thick fog, and there was a faint sound of gurgling water, like an ancient bronze city deep under the water.

Constantine pulled Norton towards the darkness, but he had to stop after only two steps. Norton still stood there, his feet seemed to be rooted.

"Brother?" Constantine tilted his head in confusion, "Do you want to go back to those people? They are just created war machines, how could they treat you as a brother? Only me, Only I will stay with my brother forever..."

"Konstantin..."

Norton softly called his brother's name. He arranged the messy black hair of the young man in front of him, looked deeply at his thin cheek, and said with a smile: "I almost forgot that he was once so thin, so weak, and so in need of protection. Thank you for letting me see him again as he once was. But..."

Two lines of blood and tears fell from the corners of Norton's cleft eyes. The White Emperor Dragon Lord furiously held "Constantine's" head with both hands and roared: "Why do you want to change into his appearance! Why do you want to taint his memory in me?" You look like this! You immortal beast! Go to me—go! Die!"

Using both hands at the same time, "Constantine's" face was broken like a clay mask. Underneath it was a twisted and ferocious child's face, with strong malice in its tiny eyes.This evil spirit struggled desperately, trying to escape the wrath of the White Emperor Dragon Lord.

But... how is this possible?

"Hey!!!"

Hold your hands together!Norton squeezes the evil creatures alive!Crush it into smoke and dust flying all over the sky!

Anger burned the heart of the King of Bronze and Fire, and the transparent flames condensed by spiritual power burned everything in the office. At the same time, he could clearly perceive the trace buried deep in his transparent soul. It's human nature.

There was a flash of golden light, and a frowning Sanguinius appeared at the door of the Dean's Office. He glanced at the ashes on the ground and asked, "What's wrong?"

Norton did not answer the question, only said: "Sanguinius, have all those people been rescued?"

"...No, Norton, there are no living people here anymore, only evil spirits disguised as ordinary people."

"Really? It doesn't matter. This boring game has made me tired."

Lifting his foot and stepping hard, Norton blasted through several floors in an instant, slamming into a deep cave dozens of meters underground.He trampled on the bones accumulated over the centuries, exerting the overwhelming power engraved in his body with every move he made. Whether they were ghosts, evil spirits or zombies, he was easily killed to pieces!

Deep in the crypt, there is a mummy covered in gold and silver. The luxurious jewelry is all blasphemous and twisted symbols. His appearance is the same as that of a corpse, but his eyes are blinking like a living person.

He is the first director of this mental hospital, the real wizard!

The moment Norton appeared in front of him, the first-generation dean showed a cruel smile and used all his strength to blast out a powerful thunder and lightning!

Faced with this blow that could turn a mortal into ashes, Norton endured it without expression. He walked up to the culprit despite the dazzling arc of electricity and the increasingly surprised and fearful eyes of the first-generation dean, and smashed the first-generation dean with one punch. With his long head, he took out the shriveled brains and stuffed them into his mouth to chew.

The memory-taker's organs were working at high speed. Norton unfolded the copy of the "Nakt Codex" and countless crooked syllables poured out from his throat. The figures of him and Sanguinius were shrouded in a bright white light. , when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the door of Jushan Town Hospital.

In front of the dark hospital door, the two of them turned to look at each other in tacit understanding.

"Are you in a good mood?" Norton, who was disgusted by the evil spirit, asked.

Sanguinius, who failed to save anyone, looked extremely sad: "Of course it's not good."

"It's a bit of an eyesore that the hospital stands here."

"I brought two power hammers made by Vulkan."

The activated decomposition force field hissed in the air, and in the stream of gold, red and bronze, Jushan Hospital silently appeared on the map of the town...

Completely annihilated!

The Archangel and the Dragon Lord finally felt a little better and walked towards the lake house. Their attention was attracted by the conversation of their father and mother on the backyard wall. The two of them involuntarily and silently leaned on the wall to listen. After a while, I suddenly heard Leman Russ's voice coming from behind: "What are you two doing that is so shameless?"

then……

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Sanguinius smoothed the sheets off the clothesline one by one, wiped the non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead, and said, "That's it."