Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

When Harry and Hagrid walked through the streets and came to the door of Rodel Church, they only saw the church door open, a lonely figure sitting on a bench, and the long-separated sunshine from London filtered through the colorful splicing. Glass draped quietly on his shoulders.

Today, Blaze Messiah took a good job from a kind-hearted old woman with his cute appearance.

Help fold wool socks that need to be packaged for sale, and you can get a penny if you fold twenty pairs!

And it’s given on site!

This group of little guys who were on summer vacation all ran to work happily. They were all good and sensible children. They knew how much effort Sister Malika spent on their food, clothing and tuition, so they wanted to rely on their own efforts. Make it easy for Sister Malika.

Sister Malika had gone to a restaurant in the city to do cleaning work early in the morning, so Om was now the only one left in the church.

Hagrid looked around, raised his hand to knock on the door, and cleared his throat forcefully: "Ohm Messiah?"

Just as he was wondering whether Dumbledore had forgotten about it, the ohm suddenly bounced up, as if there was a spring under his butt.

"Yes sir, I am Om Messiah."

Ohm looked at Hagrid, who was at least as tall as two adults stacked on top of each other, and said in amazement: "Oh my God, you are so tall, sir!"

Not only is he tall, the bearded man in front of him is like a brown bear standing tall!Wearing a coat with many splicing marks, only a small piece of his face emerged from his fluffy hair and beard, and his two eyes were as black and bright as beetles.

This was an unusual man, and like Dumbledore, he was immediately distinguishable.

Ohm thought so and walked to Hagrid with the two hundred galleons given by Dumbledore, the seventy pounds he had saved, and the letter from Hogwarts.

"Sir? Ha!" Hagrid patted Ohm on the shoulder: "Don't be so formal, just call me Hagrid. I'm here to take you shopping in London according to Mr. Dumbledore's instructions. Let's go quickly!" "

Ohm didn't expect this giant to be so strong. Even with his strength, he couldn't help but bend his knees.

Only then did Ohm notice that there was a boy accompanying Hagrid. This giant attracted all his attention, so that he only now noticed the messy-haired boy with glasses.

Ohm's eyes lit up, this was obviously a little wizard who went shopping in Diagon Alley!

Aren’t they the same kind!

"Hello, my name is Om Messiah, nice to meet you."

Ohm has been in the market for so many years, and he has long developed a thick skin and a familiar character. He naturally reached out to the boy with glasses.

Harry, who had never had many friends, was a little at a loss. He shook Ohm's hand and said in a mosquito-like voice: "My name is Harry Potter. Nice to meet you..."

The boy in front of him has palms as hard as wood, covered with prickly calluses and scars. He has a thick frame, but is very thin. His bronze skin is tightly stretched on the bones, his cheeks are sunken, his facial features are deep, and his hair and eyes are pure black. , the smile on his face that seemed to bring out sunshine made Harry very fond of him.

Hagrid looked at Harry with a smile and said, "Looks like you have made a new friend? Ohm and you are both freshmen this year. We both live in the Whitkinson District. It just so happens that we can go to Diagon Alley together."

"God, I didn't know there was a wizard so close to me." Ohm closed the door of the church and said to Harry: "It would be great if we could get to know each other earlier, we will definitely be able to Be very good friends.”

"I think so too!"

Harry couldn't help but imagine that if he had known Ohm before and the two little wizards had joined forces, wouldn't he have been bullied so miserably by the Dali trio?

What's more, Ohm's appearance doesn't look weak in combat!At least he looks more capable and stronger than his cousin who is becoming more and more like a pig!

"It's not too late to get to know each other!" Hagrid said loudly, shaking his thick beard: "We are going to take the Muggle subway next, so that we can reach the Leaky Cauldron quickly!"

"I know a shortcut to the tube station, sir, I mean, Hagrid."

Ohm volunteered to stand up. Compared to Harry, who rarely went out, and Hagrid, who had barely been to Muggle towns a few times, no one knew how to take shortcuts better than him.

"Great, it seems we can save some time and leave it to you Ohm." Hagrid said happily, he was just wondering how to find the subway station.

Ohm led the way while paying attention to the interaction between Hagrid and Harry.

Hagrid seemed to take Harry very seriously, trying to keep him in his sight at all times, and always making a fuss about ordinary things.

"Did you see that thing, Ohm?" Hagrid pointed at the car parking meter on the side of the road and yelled: "It's another Muggle trick, huh?"

To be honest, even if he didn't do this, his huge size would always attract people's attention, and even Ohm and Harry were looked at many times.

The thick-skinned Ohm could still bear it, and Harry already wished he could walk with his face covered.

"Hagrid, what do you mean muggle?"

This word appeared frequently in Hagrid's mouth, which made Ohm ask curiously.

"I know this question!" Harry, who had already been given some simple science knowledge by Hagrid on the way, answered, "Muggle is the name wizards give to ordinary people who don't know magic."

Ohm nodded and asked: "Don't wizards usually use things made by ordinary people?"

"Why use Muggle stuff?" Hagrid snorted: "Wizard stuff is far better than theirs! The pictures in their newspapers don't even move!"

"That means the wizard has a newspaper with moving pictures!"

Ohm said in surprise that he found it difficult to associate newspapers with moving pictures. Isn't that equivalent to using a piece of paper to replace the function of a television?

"Of course, look!" Hagrid took out the Daily Prophet that just arrived today from his pocket.It was still flat in the morning but was wrinkled by the mess in Hagrid's pocket, and was stained with a stain that looked like blood.

But Ohm clearly saw that the pattern on it was moving!

The person being printed will eat the cake in the picture in one bite; the broomstick made of ink does indeed carry the wizard flying; a wizard with eight teeth exposed is holding up a book with his own face printed on it proudly—— Even the covers of books in newspapers move!

Ohm was fascinated by what he saw. He really wanted to know immediately what kind of magic was used to do this. This was several dimensions beyond ordinary people's books!

If I sell movable books to ordinary people, will I not have to worry about money for the rest of my life?

No, if it was really that simple, someone would have done it long ago.That is to say, wizards are not completely free. There must be an administrative department similar to Congress that governs wizards and prevents them from appearing in the eyes of ordinary people. Otherwise, I would not have any news about magic in these years. Neither can be obtained.

With his mind spinning, Ohm folded the magical newspaper and returned it to Hagrid: "It's really amazing, Hagrid. I never thought that the wizard's creations could be so wonderful."

"Of course." Hagrid casually stuffed the crumpled Daily Prophet into his pocket, looked at Om's eyes full of desire for magic, and said with a smile: "Don't be impatient, you little guys are under Dumbledore's teachings. Come on, I will definitely become a great wizard in the future."

He winked at Harry: "I believe that very much."

Ohm had been to London several times before for work reasons, such as delivering goods and so on, and he helped Hagrid and Harry buy subway tickets with ease.

Although Hagrid knew how to get to the place called Diagon Alley, he obviously didn't use Muggle methods to get there before.

His huge size caused him to get stuck directly at the subway ticket gate. Ohm pulled him in front and Harry pushed him from behind. He finally got on the subway.

Hagrid occupied two and a half seats. While complaining about how inconsiderate Muggles were, he took out a light yellow circus tent-like thing from his pocket and knitted it.

Now even people in other carriages turned to look over!

"Have you got a letter for you?" Hagrid asked, counting the stitches.

Although Ohm is complaining in his heart, you just said it now, what if I didn't bring it?

But he still quickly took out the letter that he had read hundreds of times from his pocket: "Of course I brought it, Hagrid."

"Okay," Hagrid said, "There's a list of necessary supplies inside."

Only then did Harry notice that there was a second page of letter paper in the envelope. He was so excited last night that he didn't notice it at all.

He unfolded the note and read:

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

[uniform]

First-year students need:

1 Three sets of plain work robes (black)

2 A plain pointed hat (black) for day use

3 pairs of protective gloves (made of dragon skin or similar materials)

4 One winter cloak (black, silver buckle)

Please note: All student clothing must have name tags

[textbook]

……

……

[Other equipment]

a wand

A large pot (made of pewter, standard size 2)

A set of glass or crystal vials

a telescope

a brass balance

Students may bring an owl or a cat or a toad

We would like to remind parents that first-year students are not allowed to bring their own broomsticks (the letters in this line are all bold and capitalized)

Ohm wanted to say that he had memorized these things, but he didn't say anything as he watched Harry read the list with interest.

"Can I buy these second-hand, Hagrid?" he asked loudly over the noise of the subway.

"Of course! I'm as familiar with Diagon Alley as you are with the alleys of Whitkinson District!" The subway made a screeching sound of brakes, and Hagrid had to raise his voice. "Except for wands and potion ingredients, everything can be bought second-hand. of!"