Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"Who else could it be but you?" The thin woman with a faint mist wrapped around her body sneered, "Burns, you are in charge of the police station, and you have dozens of police officers with guns and cannons under your control. You are very powerful. .”

"That's right, Burns." Two chairs to the right of the woman sat an old man with a bald head and a beard who seemed to die at any moment. "Without those puppets, you wouldn't be able to gain Father Anderson's approval and become a One of us who made the rules. Now it's time for you to repay Father Anderson."

"Mr. Mayor!" Sheriff Burns shouted angrily at the old man, "You control all the residents in the town, and you are the most powerful one among us! And Ms. Misty, your mist The avatar is completely immune to physical attacks! Aren’t you two more hopeful than me at getting rid of the Messiah family?”

"The two of them can't take action." Cain, the ancestor of vampires, said gloomily.

Sheriff Burns was indignant: "Why?!"

"Because they are both wanted criminals by the Holy See."

Father Anderson stared grimly at Sheriff Burns, using the power of his eyes to pin the fat coward back into his chair.He said: "The influence of the two of them is too large, and it is easy to attract the hawks and dogs of the Holy See. Although we are not afraid of the Holy See, it will delay the implementation of our plan. Don't forget our true purpose - the origin. .”

Upon hearing this word, everyone around the round table fell into silence, with longing and piety in their eyes.

"Origin." The mayor, whose life will come to an end at any time, repeated this word obsessively, "As long as a few hundred more valuable souls are sacrificed, it will mature from the branches. We will create the only true god who belongs to us. , even God has to give up His position..."

"Infinite life! Infinite power!" the first-generation president of Jushan Hospital roared enthusiastically.

“One Messiah is worth hundreds of souls!”

Misty Lady Misty screamed, urging Burns to make up his mind: "My good Sheriff, go and complete the task Anderson gave you!"

"Wait! Wait!" Burns was both nervous and annoyed. He was very disappointed with the recklessness of his colleagues. "Aren't you worried that the Messiah family is from the Holy See?"

The rule makers looked at each other, and then burst into laughter. The mayor laughed especially loudly, as if there was an engine roaring in his old body.

There was a faint smile on Father Anderson's lips. He gently patted Burns on the shoulder and said, "It seems that you have not fully adapted to your new identity and are still looking at the world from a mortal perspective. Listen up. , we have already-"

The door of the chapel was violently pushed open. Father Anderson suddenly stopped talking and turned to look in the direction of the door.

The visitor was a rough man wrapped in a tattered jacket. The clothes on his body were dripping with water, as if he had just taken a shower with his clothes on.He was strong, like a towering signal tower, with a hockey mask on his sparsely haired head that was already yellowing with age.

This man seemed to have no ability to speak, and could only make a series of indistinct grunts from his throat, sounding like an irritable beast.His sausage-thick fingers played with a rusty machete.

"Jason," Father Anderson gently called the other person's name, stretched out his hand and gestured in the direction of the round table, "Welcome."

The man named "Jason" whimpered loudly, walked to his seat in three or two steps, sat down, and inserted the machete into the wooden table with a "dong" sound, looking extremely irritable.

Ms. Misty, who was sitting next to Jason, couldn't help but joke: "It must feel pretty good to be torn into pieces by the eldest daughter of the Messiah family, right?"

Jason glared at her through his hockey mask but made no sound.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Father Anderson said, "The reason why I am sure that Messiah's family is not from the Holy See is because-"

"——It's because although people in the Holy See can use the power of God with the help of sacred relics, they are still essentially a group of Muggles. Or No-Majs, Wisdom, Mortals... whatever you want to call them, in short, they are a group of people without supernatural powers. . It only takes a simple 'Muggle expulsion' spell to prevent anyone from the Holy See from finding this place - except for those who read the tourist brochures we distributed."

The owner of the movie theater said quickly. He seemed to have completely ignored Father Anderson's gloomy gaze, and just asked anxiously: "Now I just want to know, is the place where the 'origin' is stored safe?"

"Of course it's safe, Wally." Father Anderson forcibly controlled his tone of reproach, "We hid it together. Have you forgotten?"

Wally, who was in charge of the cinema, crumpled his top hat and said sadly: "After my employees committed suicide one after another, I urgently need to confirm a few more times. You know, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder!"

"That has to wait until the fifth day." The mayor said sadly, "We hid it in the time node. Only when the tourists come to the town for five days, can we take out the source and use the soul to Ripe it..."

Wally, the owner of the movie theater, sincerely praised: "So that's it, what a genius idea!"

"Haha, of course!" the first-generation president of Jushan Hospital laughed strangely, "That's what I proposed -"

He was just about to boast when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Why does "Wally" use such an outsider-like tone to praise?

Father Anderson's reaction speed was much faster than that of the mummy. He suddenly protected Sheriff Burns behind him and growled in a sinister tone: "You are not Wally, who are you?"

"Who am I? That's a great question!"

"Wally" smiled peacefully, with crystal-like cunning in his eyes. He flattened his top hat and put it gently on his head as a crowd of monsters stared at him.

Psychic rotation·dragon and snake are invisible!

In an instant, his curly ginger hair turned into jet-black hair, his thin and short figure became tall and slim, and his waxy wrinkled skin with exposed veins was plump and shiny.He... to be precise, "she"!Wearing a snow-white tuxedo, she playfully stuck out her slender scarlet tongue to the shocked crowd and said:

"Good afternoon, everyone, I am Alpharius Messiah."

As early as Rogal Dorn and Perturabo entered the Screaming Cinema, the cinema owner had already been strangled in the office by blue snake scales, and all the food was devoured by the sweet but poisonous cherry mouth. Soul and strength.

Father Anderson's pupils tightened. He quickly exchanged a look with the mayor and Ms. Misty, and said hoarsely: "I admit that you are strong, Messiah. But you are only one person, do you also want to challenge us, the rule makers?"

"Oh, my dear priest." Alpharius covered his mouth charmingly and chuckled, "When did you have the illusion that I am alone?"

"Varied--"

Father Anderson's body shook violently, and a blood-stained spear tip suddenly penetrated his chest. The poison that affected both the mind and body was being injected into his body along the capillary tubes on the spear blade, making every inch of his flesh and blood His body and soul were trapped in a state of paralysis, deprived of even the right to blink and breathe, and could only passively listen and watch!

Behind him, "Sheriff Burns" held a double-pointed spear and lifted Father Anderson up with one hand. "Burns" spoke, but his voice was mixed with a clear teenage voice: "Hello, Father, I am Omega Messiah. Also, long live Hydra!"

"You two guys!" Cain, the ancestor of vampires, stood up suddenly, "Don't panic, everyone! There are only two of them! If we all join forces, we will definitely be able to -"

A big wet hand grasped the head of the ancestor of vampires, and pushed Cain's beautiful head inch by inch behind him, reflecting an aged and yellowed hockey mask on his rose-colored irises.

"Jason?!"