Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord

As for Warhammer's father, no one knew who he was, and even Warhammer's mother did not reveal any information about that man until her death.

Because of this, Warhammer's status among the dwarves is somewhat embarrassing, and he has been called a bastard since he was a child.

Fortunately, Warhammer has been slow to respond since he was a child, and his brain is not very bright. He doesn't care about these criticisms. Over time, other people have found it boring. Over the years, few people have called Warhammer a bastard.

Warhammer muttered a few words, smiled naively at Uncle Iron Ax, covered his butt and left the forging platform.

After climbing out of the crater, Warhammer touched his stomach, and his stomach growled.

Warhammer hurried home and rushed into the kitchen as soon as he entered the door.

A gray-haired old dwarf in the kitchen was preparing lunch. Looking at the old man's figure, he said aggrievedly: "Grandma, I'm hungry..."

"Go outside and wait! You idiot! You only know how to eat!" The old dwarf also had a bad temper. He casually threw out a kitchen knife while cursing.

Although Warhammer was naive, he was not stupid. Although his body was thin, he was very flexible. He turned his head slightly, and the kitchen knife flew out against Warhammer's cheek, directly knocking over a cabinet behind Warhammer.

Bang, the cabinet was cut into pieces with a kitchen knife. There were two dark brown jars inside the cabinet. The cabinet was damaged and the jars were knocked over to the ground, revealing the white powder inside.

War Hammer was stunned and shouted towards the kitchen: "Grandma, you knocked over the ashes of grandpa and mother again!"

"If it's overturned, it's overturned. Just sweep the plugs together and go and fix the cabinet!" the old dwarf said cursingly, as if he didn't care.

Warhammer let out a cry and stood in front of the cabinet in a daze. He was in a daze. He was always like this, falling into a daze for no reason.

When the old dwarf in the kitchen saw that there was no movement outside the house, he stuck his head out. When he saw that Warhammer was in a daze again, he became very angry. The rolling pin in his hand was used by the old dwarf like a javelin, and it pierced the back of Warhammer's head.

It's strange to say, as if it was a coincidence or as if Warhammer had eyes on the back of his head. Just when the rolling pin was about to hit the back of Warhammer's head, Warhammer suddenly lowered his head and rubbed his nose.

The rolling pin flew out after wiping the hair, and was directly nailed into the stone wall, nearly two-thirds of the way in. The force can be imagined.

"Hehe, I...I'll fix it right now!" Warhammer smiled, stretched out his palm and exerted force, and the broken cabinet returned to its original shape.

This is the ability of magic. A dwarf can actually use magic? And can you cast spells without a wand?

If this news got out, most human wizards would be shocked.

Although the dwarves also have magical energy in their bodies, they cannot activate or use magic. They can only place their magic on weapons and engage in close combat.

Dwarves are all born warriors with natural divine power. This is a bit like the Viking wizards who use blood magic. However, the Viking wizards are human beings after all. In addition to using blood magic to stimulate physical strength, they can also use wands to activate magic. enemy.

The dwarves are completely different. All dwarves cannot be recognized by the magic wand, nor can they activate the magic power in their bodies to perform magic. Their fighting methods are relatively pure, pure melee berserkers.

Watching Warhammer use magic, grandma was not surprised at all. She was used to it. Warhammer itself was different from other dwarves. Warhammer's ability to use magic was also the biggest secret of the entire family.

Since Warhammer was born, his mother has not allowed him to use magic outside. After his mother passed away, this rule was continued by his grandmother.

Grandma rolled her eyes at the war hammer, turned around and entered the kitchen to continue cooking. However, at this moment there was a noise outside the house.

Grandma continued cooking without realizing it. She just sighed softly: "Hey, the fighting started again. I don't know how many people will die this time..."

Warhammer cleaned up the mess in the outhouse and looked outside through the crystal window curiously: "Huh? Uncle Iron Ax is fighting with... the Chongtie family!"

"It's okay, that old guy has been fighting all his life and he has never lost!" Grandma said nonchalantly.

War Hammer scratched his head, as if he remembered something, as if he was mumbling to himself, and as if he was talking to his grandma: "Epee was killed by Uncle Iron Ax... He... He said that Uncle Iron Ax drank his wine."

"What?" Grandma exclaimed and ran out of the kitchen quickly: "Epee is dead? Why didn't you tell me earlier!!?"

Grandma's face was horrified. The Chongtie clan was the largest dwarf clan in the ancient Dharma world of Danvar, with a total of twenty people. You must know that there were only more than thirty dwarves in the entire village.

As for Chongjian, he is the most outstanding young man of the Chongtie clan, and he is also the focus of training for the next generation of clan leaders. Now that Chongjian was killed by Tieaxe, the Chongtie clan will surely fight to the death with Tieaxe due to their fiery temper.

Grandma pushed the warhammer aside and looked out of the house through the crystal window.

I saw more than a dozen dwarves from the Heavy Iron Clan surrounding Iron Ax. Everyone was stunned. Iron Ax was the one who suffered the most serious injuries. After all, in this battle of more than a dozen people, even though Iron Ax was experienced in fighting, he still had difficulty with both fists. Against four, he is not Ip Man. If he fights against ten, that is to say, Ip Man will probably not gain anything if he comes up.

"Iron Axe, you bastard! You dare to kill my grandson. No matter how powerful the three Iron Clan brothers are, you will definitely die today. Our Chongtie Clan will make you pay the price!" A man with gray hair but still full of muscles The old dwarf shouted angrily, with endless anger burning in his eyes.

"Fight if you want! Damn it, I can chop off your grandson, but I can also chop off your dog's head!" Iron Ax roared angrily, picked up the battle ax and rushed forward.

At this moment, two figures rushed out of a short house not far away. They looked very similar to Iron Axe. Both of them had muscles all over their bodies, and their explosive muscles showed their wildness. breath.

Without saying a word, the two dwarves followed the iron ax and charged towards each other. The battle was in a stalemate for a while, and the dozen or so dwarves were unable to do anything to these three people.

"Hey..." Warhammer sighed, hurriedly hugged his grandma, and stammered: "Grandma, don't... don't go! You will... you will die..."

However, at this time, grandma did not listen to the dissuasion at all, and stared at the people fighting in the distance with her red eyes. What she was looking at was not the battle situation, but staring at the splattering blood. His eyes became increasingly red, and the anger in his eyes instantly exploded.

The next second, grandma shook off the shackles of the war hammer and rushed out of the room like a madman. At the same time, other dwarves in the whole village also rushed out like a madman and directly joined the melee.