Spell Players at Hogwarts

Facing Saber, it must be admitted that Lynch was very conflicted.

In terms of personality, after being shaped by himself, he is at least 80.00% similar to the stupid king in his impression.

However, what is very fatal is that under Lynch's personal pragmatism, Saber, who originally did not understand people's hearts, seems to have become... more stubborn.

Especially the posture of drawing the sword whenever there is a disagreement. This is really in line with the code of knights.

By the way, how does a stupid man pull out a sword?

Really systemic wind king barrier?

"The ball is sacked!"

Hearing the sword dancing, he didn't have time to think about where the sword came from, so he opened his mouth and said a sentence in Saber's family language.

This is called awakening the local accent!

Bah~

The sword chant continued unabated, and there was no time to explain. A certain smart wizard could only turn his head in a hurry and pass...

"Uh……"

Lynch's chest was split open, and his white chest was exposed for a moment, which made Hermione couldn't help but look away.

"Please reorganize your language Master!"

The sword edge dissipated. Although I don't know how Saber could do it, but being beaten by his own work, even if Nico Flamel came, he would probably only praise him for knowing how to play.

"Don't deceive yourself saber!"

Feeling the coldness in his chest, Lin Qi didn't bother to tidy up, but just puffed out his chest to show off his strength.

"You are my work, how could I deceive you? If you don't believe it, look at the cards on the table. As long as I shake it, you will return to this little card."

"But I didn't do this saber!" Lin Qi reached out his hand affectionately, "As a creature with independent consciousness, even if I created you, you should not become an object or a weapon. In comparison, Next, I hope you can become a living being and don’t have to bear the so-called responsibilities of Camelot. You are your Saber!"

Lin Qi opened his hands and tried the basic usage of the mouth escape ninjutsu in the hot-blooded series.

Of course, if Saber doesn't agree... then there's nothing Lynch can do.

Big deal... delete your account and try again?

Hermione blushed and nodded eagerly.

"Yes, Saber, although Lynch usually seems unreliable, he rarely deceives people."

Lynch: (￣ー￣)

"If you can speak, speak less. You won't be allowed to speak again next time."

However, Hermione didn't pay any attention to her. The little girl just took two steps forward, reached forward with her small green hands, and Hermione grasped the swaying hair in her hand.

"Saber, we just want to be friends with you."

Hermione gently stroked Saber's dull hair with her hand, and within a few moments, Hermione's face flushed with pleasure.

"You can feel our thoughts, right?"

"Miss Granger...please...please don't do this."

Saber's voice was intermittent, and in a daze, Lin Qi understood the little girl's intention.

It doesn't matter whether she is unconvinced or not, the main thing is that the little girl is a little addicted to rua.

"Let go of that stupid hair!"

Lin Qi shouted angrily, what kind of behavior is this, betrayal, naked betrayal, if this can be tolerated, wouldn't it be...

"To shut up!"

Hermione's eyes flashed fiercely, probably because she was using McGonagall's exclusive skill that you can understand by looking at her.

"Humph!"

Lynch frowned, completely confused as to why Saber was so close to Hermione.

Probably because of their gender and their poor status.

Fortunately, Hermione was not completely lost in the gentle land of sucking cats. After giving someone a look for the first time, the little girl chirped words of comfort to Saber.

After thinking about it, all of Saber's knowledge was completely filled in by Lynch himself, so getting close to Hermione... should be confirmed after Saber goes to meet Flinda.

However, Saber is still Saber after all. Although Saber has been shaken in the face of mountains of irrefutable evidence, the stubbornness passed down to some people is still entrenched in Saber's heart.

Probably, I know I was wrong, but it is absolutely impossible for me to admit my mistake.

A 13-year-old wizard created a heroic spirit, and that bad old man Merlin was sealed in an oak tree.

I, Saber, even if there is no way to die, I will never turn into the appearance on the card and mix with you wizards.

This is the last pride of King Da Mao!

What's wrong with Dumao? Not only does it consume less magic power and is easier to conceal, but the extremely concentrated magic power is also incredibly lethal when used.

Even if they were created by you, elves should have the right to choose their own image.

Half an hour later, as Hermione licked her lips dryly, Lynch also resigned to his fate and allowed the little red fur to float beside him.

Just think of it as creating a suspended saber voice bag.

Lynch sat slumped in his chair and stared at the ceiling blankly.

"Saber, you are indeed... you were indeed created by Lynch."

"Miss Granger, please don't keep saying such strange things."

Da Mao, who was out of control, gradually regained his composure, and the cold voice seemed to explain to the two of them that she, Saber, Artoria Pendragon, did not understand people's feelings.

"Don't worry about it Hermione."

Lynch waved his hand and planned to move Saber's training back a little.

"Miko, can you bring us some dessert, strawberry pudding with lemon juice."

"I just want a glass of pumpkin juice." Hermione panted slightly, the blush on her face and her dull pupils seeming to be still recalling the afterglow of the battle.

"By the way, add more milk!"

The little girl added this, and not long after, a large bowl of strawberry pudding and two drinks appeared on the table.

And from beginning to end, the little elf who has his professionalism engraved in his bones never showed up.

"Thank you Miko."

Hermione lay lazily on the rocking chair created by the transfiguration spell. She stretched out one hand to take away the pumpkin juice and silently enjoyed the joy brought by the sweets. Lynch, who was a little far away, stood up straight and swaying. When the body was about to enjoy the sweetness of strawberry pudding, a red crystal-like hair stopped in the center of the field of vision.

"saber?"

"Master!"

The red hair trembled slightly, as if he was restraining something.

"Excuse me, what is this pink thing?"

"Ah?" Lin Qi was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the basic setting of the silly king.

"Of course it's pudding!"

Lynch smiled like an old father.

"Please don't show this expression Master, you make me think of something with white hair."

"no problem, no problem!"

Lynch quickly waved his hand, and under the control of magic power, the strawberry pudding shook and floated in the air. As the pudding moved, the parabolic hair gradually deviated from its original trajectory.

This is really an incredible power.

"What's wrong Saber, what's the problem?"

"For safety reasons, I do not recommend Master that you eat such food of unknown origin. Even if you are also a wizard, there is still a big gap between you and the wizards I have seen."

"That's right." Lin Qi showed a smile, "Of course I can't compare with Master Merlin now, but Mi Ke is an elf worthy of my life, and Mi Ke's daily meals are carefully prepared by Mi Ke."

Saber didn't speak, but the stupid hair was still moving and bending silently.

"If even Mi Ke can't be trusted, then I might as well starve to death." Lynch continued, then stretched out a hand to take the silver bowl containing pudding firmly in his hand.

"Now that Master said so..."

Saber's voice is still cold, but under the feeling of contract, the desire hidden in the voice...

"Saber, you need to try it too. Miko's craftsmanship is great. This strawberry pudding is praised by everyone who has tasted it."

"No need, Master, as your bodyguard, I should always maintain..."

"By the way, Saber, if you are like this, you won't be able to taste any trace of the pudding even if you use magic to break it down."

bang~

The wooden floor was cracked and the men's dormitory downstairs was shivering.

"It's too much."

"That's not too much, Saber. No matter how much you want to use it... eating with your hair, it will feel very inappropriate."

Lin Qi tensed his shoulders. What does it mean to retreat in order to advance but to play hard to get?

"It is indeed against Master, but I still think your behavior is very... very..."

"Ah!"

Lin Qi took a big mouthful and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweetness of strawberry pudding suddenly exploded in his mouth. This wave...

choke~

The harsh friction sound sounded in the void, and someone's heart suddenly skipped a beat. It wasn't like he was sweating, it was just...

"Saber, if you want to eat too, Miko won't mind."

Lynch continued to induce. At this moment, Lynch suddenly realized Dumbledore's difficulty.

Probably, there is just no difficulty.

"Is what you said true, Master?"

"of course."

"I swear by the sword in your hand!"

"Uh...can a wand do it?"

Lynch coughed twice and then stood the wand in front of him.

"I, Lynch Shafik Kristoff, swear by the wand in my hand that as long as I am alive, I will ensure that Miss Artoria Pendragon has all her food needs. The above..."

"That's enough, Master!"

Saber's voice was loud, and you could tell that the foodie king couldn't resist the charm of delicious food.

"Then, have you considered... I mean, without a human body, there is no way to enjoy the joy of food."

Compared to her previous stubbornness, Saber was still full of righteousness at this moment, but how could the charm of the Zhenxiang God Cult be something that her little Quilt King could resist?

"In this case, there is nothing we can do about it. Let's just leave it as it is." Saber said quickly, Hermione was stunned for a while and even the pumpkin juice in her hand...

"But, what should I do?" Saber asked Lynch seriously, "I am a swordsman, magic and so on..."

"Follow your inner Saber. This is not a difficult transformation. At best, it's just about getting back your original appearance." Lynch pointed his wand on Da Mao's head, "Control your magic power and transform it into the look that everyone desires most. , show it before my eyes."

It's up to you, Pikachu!