Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"Of course..." Om smiled like the big bad wolf in the fairy tale who ate seven lambs in one go, "No!"

The next moment, the fluffy feather in Ohm's hand scratched Fiorina's most sensitive neck, causing the gray-haired ball to tremble like an electric shock, screaming and tightening its neck.

"Hahahaha, no... Hahahahaha! You can't... you can't do this!" Fiorina raised her head and shouted, "Hermione! Help me!"

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"Lina?"

In the restaurant, Hermione felt something in her heart, couldn't help but whisper, and turned to look.

But he was surrounded by Gryffindors who were cheering him on, and that little lunatic was nowhere to be seen.

Maybe I heard it wrong.

Thinking of this, Hermione raised her head and drank a whole bottle of butterbeer. She exerted force on her hands and knocked Harry's wrists, which had finally gained a slight advantage, onto the table with a bang. She stood up and raised her hands high. roared:

"Who is the winner?!"

"Granger! Granger! Granger!"

The surrounding lions beat their chests hard and used this as a drum to shout Hermione's last name, with proud expressions on their faces.

Hermione looked at Harry triumphantly: "What are you waiting for? Do it quickly."

"Oh, damn it!"

Harry punched the table angrily, took out a 15kg dumbbell from under the chair and did twenty curls in a row. Then he put his other hand on the table and said to Hermione: "Do it again. ! I was just a little bit close to beating you!"

"Almost? Huh..." Hermione lit a battle accelerant for herself, held it in her mouth and held Harry's palm without hesitation, "You're still far away! Mr. Savior!"

"Are you ready?!"

Lee Jordan grabbed the two people's clasped palms with both hands. After seeing the two nodding, he shouted loudly: "3! 2! 1! Start!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

Harry used all his strength when he came up, his face turned red and the blood vessels on his forehead burst out!

"Weak! Weak! Weak! Weak! You are so weak that I think you are cute, Harry!"

Hermione grinned, her forearms with smooth and clear muscles were covered with vine-like veins, and after a long stalemate, she pressed Harry's hand firmly on the table.

with no doubt!The outcome is decided!

"Hermione Granger wins!"

Lee Jordan's provocative and loud pronouncement pushed the joyful atmosphere around the Gryffindor table to the climax. These restless lions laughed and hugged each other, looking more serious than the parties involved. More than happy.

"Their relationship is so good, I'm a little envious."

At the Eagle Head's table next to the Lion Court, a Ravenclaw girl stopped her quill and said to her friend with some envy.

Her friend immediately put down the book and continued: "Yeah, unlike us, we study whenever we have time."

"No, no, I just wrote for fun." The girl waved her hands repeatedly, "Even this year's courses, I only reviewed them once, and I didn't study all the time."

"Ah, yes, yes, I was just bored reading this "A Brief Analysis of the Principles of Transfiguration", so I didn't think about entering the n·e·w·ts class for further study next year." My friend also pushed the book in front of him slightly away. A little bit, holding his hair with a smile.

silence.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them began to read hard in unison, with the rustling of quills and the same look in their eyes.

See if I can't kill you, you little bitch!

"Ah..." Harry rubbed his wrists dejectedly and said to Hermione who drank the second bottle of butterbeer, "I lost again. I feel like I will never be able to beat you..."

Hermione patted Harry's shoulder generously, stuffed the half-drained battle accelerant into his mouth, and said, "Don't be discouraged! For a moment just now, I still felt stressed. As long as you train hard, you will be able to catch up with me sooner or later."

"It's just catching up, not surpassing?" Harry bit into the slightly moist battle accelerant and said with a wry smile.

"What a beautiful thought you have! You actually want to surpass me?" Hermione fanned her red cheeks, "It's so hot, I'm going to get some more iced drinks. The loser has to do twenty curls, don't you? forget."

"Go ahead, I won't cheat." Harry reluctantly picked up the dumbbell and raised his chin at Hermione.

"Something's wrong, Harry."

When Hermione walked away, Harry's roommates, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan, sandwiched him on the left and right, leaned into his ear and said, "You guys usually practice in the dormitory." She is the most ruthless, and her wrist strength is one of the best among the boys in our grade. How come she keeps losing to Miss Know-It-All?"

Harry used his elbow to push the two guys away from each other, took a sip of combat accelerant, and said while doing curls easily and freely: "No way, right? No one really thinks I'm not as strong as Hermione, right?" ?You all thought I lost, but in fact I already won."

"?"

Seamus raised half of his eyebrows (the other half was burned off when he practiced the "Clear Water Like Spring" spell by himself), with confusion on his face: "What on earth are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"It means-" "-What are you talking about?"

Hermione came back, holding two bottles of ice-cold pumpkin juice in her hand, looking at the three boys strangely as they gathered together like a three-headed dog from hell.

"Let's talk about how to train to keep up with you." Harry said without changing his expression, "We believe that you must be so strong because of some secret plan."

Hermione made a disdainful sound from her nose: "There is no secret plan, it's just to work harder than others."

"Then can you guide me?" Harry looked into Hermione's brown eyes sincerely, "Please, Professor Granger."

This word of professor simply called Hermione into her heart. She was the Gryffindor who admired knowledge the most and could not refuse this title at all.

She handed the bottle of pumpkin juice to Harry, raised her face and said, "There's really nothing I can do about you. Since you ask for it, I have no choice but to teach you something useful. Don't get me wrong. It’s not because I want to help you! It’s just that I feel so pitiful that you can’t always win!”

After saying that, the little beaver flicked his hair and said to Harry arrogantly: "What are you waiting for? Let's start now!"

"Let's eat first, Professor Granger." Harry took Hermione's hand and asked her to sit next to him, "You will have the strength to exercise after you are full."

"Well, what you said makes sense." Hermione put a large piece of steak on Harry's plate, "Give me some more meat. How can you be strong with such a skinny body?"

"Okay. Would you like some bratwurst?"

Harry responded happily, gave Dean and Seamus a "do you understand?" look, and began to use a knife and fork to break up the steak on the plate.

"?"

Seamus was still touching his burned-off eyebrows in confusion, and Dean already showed an expression of realization.

"Shit!"

He slapped his thigh hard, looked at the back of Harry who was picking up food with Hermione, and said to Seamus who was not in a situation: "While others haven't found the car keys, Harry has already started to step on the accelerator." Got it!"

Seeing Seamus's completely confused expression, Dean said angrily: "You idiot, you don't understand even if you say it!"

At this moment, Neville Longbottom suddenly stood up and said: "Hermione! I also want to become stronger! Please guide me!"

Looking at Harry who looked embarrassed, Dean calmed down immediately, patted Seamus on the shoulder kindly, and said, "It seems you are not the only one who doesn't understand amorous feelings."