Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Lard played a big role.

High-quality lard is very expensive, but it is very useful on steamships - not only can chefs use it for cooking, but lard can also quickly burn to high temperatures in boilers. Firewood and coal alone cannot burn high enough pressure. steam.

Rich men bought new steamboats. If they wanted to compete in racing, they would definitely have to prepare ten or twenty additional barrels of lard.

Fairies know this trick too.

Although Narlak never planned to use the "Crane" for racing, the "Elf Guild" he wanted to drive had complex and energy-consuming steam engines that could not be repaired without enough lard. Drive at full capacity.

This goblin always hoards lard when he has nothing to do. Whenever the price of this kind of goods drops on the market, he will rush to buy and stock up immediately.

Therefore, the quality of the lard he purchased may not be that good (not suitable for cooking), but the quantity is definitely sufficient.

The main focus is to win by quantity.

Being transported from Swamp Street to the Crown by Morty, Bourne first noticed the wooden barrel containing lard after falling onto the boiler deck——

Although pigs are ordinary animals, they are actually quite resistant to many spells and transformation spells.

Therefore, it is almost a universal consensus among wizards to dislike pigs. British wizards even once outrageously claimed that they were "allergic" to anything pig-related except pork chops.

After taking the "Elixir of Fortune", Burnford mentally thought of how to use the lard, and when he told Ouyin and the others about the plan, the three dwarves told him about the lard barrels on the boiler deck. In fact, it was only a small part of the supplies stored on the Krona. That goblin Narlak had accumulated dozens of tons of lard on the ship!

So Bourne hurriedly led a few of them to the lower cargo deck and moved as many barrels of lard as possible into the boiler deck.

When he felt that it was almost time (the Felixir was taking effect), his intuition told Bourne that it was time. He immediately asked Ouyin and the others to leave the Krona and return to the shore to take shelter for the time being.

And he immediately recited a magic spell.

"Tom Riddle's diary is coming!"

It was this curse that allowed Tom, who was almost burned by the fire, to escape from Haierbo's hands and fly all the way to the boiler deck with him. Moreover, it also attracted the Haierbo.

As soon as they met, with the help of the two "costumes" left by the three Ouyin brothers, Haierbo's attention was attracted, and Bourne took advantage of it and set a fire.

The raging flames ignited first the small gallon barrels thrown out of the "costume" and then the large unpacked hundredweight barrels of oil that had been moved to the place. !

The grease exploded violently, not only turning the boiler deck into a sea of ​​flames, but the resulting air waves even washed away the uppermost hurricane deck, turning the entire steamer into a burning "mountain of flames."

The originally extinguished boiler was also ignited, the exhaust pipe hissed out two white steam columns reaching into the sky, and billowing black smoke poured out of the towering chimney.

The hull of the Krona trembled slightly at first, which was caused by the inertia of the heavy piston during its stroke. The paddle wheel whirred very fast, like a train wheel, and the vibration of the crankshaft kept beating the deck.

The cable wrapped around the pier was snapped like a broken rubber band. The steamer rushed out of the berth, pushed away the nearby docked boats, and rushed directly into the middle of the Thames River.

Bourne rode his broomstick high into the sky, overlooking the ship of fire, and his wand was transformed into a bolter suitable for one-handed holding.

The gun is in hand, the bullet is in the chamber, and the enemy is in the bullseye.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Continuous screams came up from the river, which were Haierbo's screams and roars. Because he found that he couldn't apparate anymore!

The hot lard flowed everywhere, which itself had a considerable impact on the wizard's spellcasting.

In addition, the Krona's secret "Fairy Factory" also stocked a lot of unprocessed fairy iron ore raw powder. It was instantly roasted by high-temperature flames. This magical metal powder showed its power. Characteristics - It melts easily when first refining - Fairy iron powder turned into molten iron all of a sudden, and they flowed everywhere, some even seeping into the boiler deck.

Lard + fairy molten iron, the combination of the two just forms a powerful combination that can interfere with magic.

Halbo's apparation was interrupted.

He tried several times unwillingly, and as a result, serious accidents such as "separation" occurred.

If it weren't for his special body structure at this time and the reorganization ability of those amorphous magic oil paints, he might even be seriously injured.

But even so, he still felt the heartbreaking pain for the first time in a long time - not only because of the separation, but also because his body was licked by the flames - magic oil paints are indeed not afraid of separation, but they are afraid of fire !

The hot flames formed by burning lard caused Haierbo's body to melt quickly like a candle, and a strange colorful figure appeared on the deck under his feet.

Condescendingly, Bourne narrowed his eyebrows while relying on his hearing to capture, and finally locked onto the enemy who was constantly running towards the upper deck, trying to dive into the water to save himself.

"The Candle Emperor's will will destroy the monsters in the cave!"

He recited a prayer to the Emperor loudly. This time, he was 100% sure that the emotion bursting out of the bolt gun in his hand was: Opportunity! soul! big! Joy!

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Due to the addition of the "restore like new" spell, the ammunition capacity of the bolter seems to be infinite for a short period of time.

And because of the joyful machine spirit of this weapon, Bourne doesn't need to worry about whether it will overheat.

Bullets trailing flames fell from the sky one after another, just like small missiles. They all carried the same enthusiasm - to kill the enemy and return glory to the Golden Throne!

Ordinary bullets can only rely on inertial motion after being released. The bullets fired from a loyal bolter are fueled by unparalleled loyalty.

They are still accelerating during the flight, and they are actually competing hard with each other, hoping to get the first kill.

Not only are these bombs guided by Bourne's precise aiming, they can even actively adjust their flight trajectories and angles!

Just as loyalty will not let down every loyalist, these explosive bombs were like a rain curtain, covering Haierbo's head and face as he was running for his life.

Without exception, all hits!

The rapid output and power of the bolt gun in Bourne's hand can be compared to the scene of a volley of rocket launchers from a major country in the future.

After the bomb hit the target, the aftermath was just like a giant holding an invisible sledgehammer, and then hit the "small steamer" traveling in the middle of the Thames River.

Centered on the impact point, the Krona was not only torn in half, but the two halves of the ship were even tilted at a staggering angle.

In the diary held under Bourne's arm, Tom Riddle's body was also shocked and floated out.

Although he was extremely weak at this time - it could even be said that his time was running out - the soul fragment of this Horcrux was still so excited that he let out a series of incoherent fanatical roars.

"Yes! Yes!

"That's it! That's it! If you can kill that son of the beach, that's great!"

"Born Slughorn, I admit that you are powerful. Avada Kedavra is not as useful as what you have in your hand!"

At this time, even Bourne couldn't help but feel a little surprised, because he actually didn't expect that the weird wizard (he didn't know that the other person was Haierbo at this time) could actually turn the black man who had always been good at disguising himself into a gentleman in his youth. The devil was so angry.

"Then he is really not an ordinary scumbag," Byrne concluded his evaluation, "However, if the torrent of metal fired by the loyal bolter hits, that guy probably won't survive..."

However, just when Bourne thought that this long night should be over, the accident happened again.

"Ok?"

A large area of ​​the Thames was covered with burning debris, and some flames even burned on the grease layer on the river.

But at the boundary between water and fire, there were some ripples, and one round thing after another poked out of the water.

Those are pale heads.