Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Looking at Fiorina's clear and caring eyes, Ohm raised his hand and scratched his pointed ears without moving.

"I'm glad you care about me so much, F.F. But, is this..."

"Stop it for my mother-in-law, come here!"

"……coming."

Om lay obediently on the picnic blanket, with the back of his head resting on Fiorina's voluptuous thighs.

The clouds are rolling in the sky, and the bright but not blazing sunshine of spring gently touches the creatures on the ground. It feels warm and itchy on Ohm's skin, and the damp and cold air that has been accumulated all winter in the body is just a wisp. The ground drifts out and becomes warmer from the outside in.

"How are you?" Fiorina's dishonest hand kept rubbing Ohm's ears. She lowered her head and glanced at the fighting class professor, "Do you feel a little more relaxed?"

"Pfft! Ahem...to be honest, I...sne! Hahahahahahaha!" Ohm suddenly stopped, grinned widely, and stretched out his hand to rub the gray-haired dumpling's face, "Hahahaha! Do you know? You know from my perspective, as soon as you lower your head, your double chin is exposed hahahahaha!"

"Shut up, you bastard!!!" Fiorina was furious and used both hands to tightly circle Ohm's long mouth. "This is not something I can control! Don't laugh!"

For a moment, the two of them actually held each other's heads, and neither of them wanted to let go, just staring at each other.

"Let go!" Ohm squeezed out a word through his teeth.

"You let go first, and I'll let go later!" Fiorina's cheeks were deformed by Ohm's rubbing, but she refused to give in at all.

"Let's count one, two, three, let's let go together."

"it is good!"

"one……"

"two……"

"three!"

Ohm let go as promised, but unexpectedly, Fiorina not only still circled her mouth with her hands, but also lowered her head directly at this moment, and pecked the tip of her nose with her cherry red lips.

"how?"

Fiorina stood up and looked at Ohm with her eyes widened, and traced his black and moist nose with her fingertips: "I am 50.00% French. Don't you know, this is a French kiss? A courtesy?"

The soft touch still lingered on the tip of his nose. Ohm was stunned for a few tenths of a second, and immediately reacted and said: "Isn't that right? I remember the book said that a kiss on the face must be done by both parties. In other words, you still owe me Once hiss——”

Before she finished speaking, Fiorina bit Om's mouth twice and said triumphantly: "Aha! Now you owe me!"

"Can this be considered a kiss?! Hagrid's teeth are not as harsh as yours!"

Ohm covered his face and gasped. F.F. This guy has really good teeth, so I almost didn’t bite the thread on the corner of his mouth.

"Ohm, do you still remember the song I sang on the astronomy tower last time?"

Without any interference, Fiorina was contentedly stroking the finest and softest hair on Om's chin and neck, and suddenly asked.

"Remember, the earliest record of "Ah! Vousdirai-je Maman" can be traced back to 1771. Later, Mozart created 12 variations for piano solo based on this song, which is the "Little Star Variations", which was published in 1785 In Vienna." Ohm replied without thinking. After listening to the song that night, he went to look up the history of the song and learned French by the way.

"It's really boring to talk to a know-it-all like you. If I say one word, you can reply to me in a long way." Fiorina ruffled all the smooth hair on Ohm's head and combed it back bit by bit with her fingers.

In the process, she softly hummed this children's song from the country on the other side of the English Channel. Her much gentler and more delicate voice was wrapped with notes as intoxicating as wine-filled chocolate, and she held this strong-looking and determined-willed person in her arms. But the big guy who was still soft deep inside slowly hugged her.

In her singing, Ohm felt that his spirit was surprisingly relaxed. He could close his eyes with peace of mind, smell Fiorina's scent, feel her softness and warmth, and feel her fingers on his fur. shuttle between.

It's like... lying in mother's arms...

Om fell asleep.

Since his body was fused with the Fire of Sanguinius and the Berserker Armor, he has transcended the ordinary biological structure and can maintain abundant physical strength and strong spirit without the need for sleep.

However, just because he doesn't need it doesn't mean he won't sleep.

Just like now, in an extremely relaxed state of mind, Ohm fell into a peaceful sleep, breathing steadily and long.

Looking at this guy's sleeping face, Fiorina stopped humming, stroked his dark hair and said softly: "This time, I am singing specifically for you..."

Her voice became softer and softer, and their lips became closer and closer...

Suddenly, Fiorina raised her head in awareness.In the black lake not far away, the servitors who originally worked on the battleship put down their welding guns and cutting saws at some point, and gathered on the side of the ship, holding drawing boards and holding gouache, while dipping The paint side watched Fiorina's movements expectantly with their eyes burning with scarlet flames.

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Fiorina glared at them sternly, raised her hand and drew a circle in the air.

Meaning: Stop fucking looking!Turn around!

But the servitors shook their heads in unison. Except for the God of All Machines himself, no one could forcibly twist their will.

One of the servitors numbered 582 even took out a huge piece of pure white marble from the Adeptus Mechanicus badge that he had cast the Invisible Extension Spell on. The hammer and chisel in his hand were always ready to capture that historic moment.

It wasn't until Fiorina pulled out the "Coyote" bolt pistol from her robe and pointed it at Ohm's head as a threat that the servitors reluctantly returned to work.

Although the pistol cannot harm the body of the God of All Machines, it will definitely wake him up.

Intruding on the god's rest, even if he does not blame him, he will never allow himself to continue to live in the world.

After driving away the servitor, Fiorina looked around several times like a kitten stealing fish. After confirming that no one was around, she suddenly lowered her head and kissed Ohm on the lips, nervously straightened up and looked. Ohm's reaction.

Ohm's long breathing paused for a moment, and then resumed immediately, as if he felt nothing.

"call……"

Fiorina held her chest and breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling inexplicably proud of the successful prank.

It's amazing, but also very sweet.

It was still early, there was still more than an hour before class started.

Let’s take a look at the Forbidden Forest in the distance, family members.

As soon as she looked up, Fiorina saw Harry and Hermione's heads tightly together, floating in the air, and the expressions on their faces that were mixed with surprise and joy, which contained the joy of a good harvest.

Suddenly, a curse word blurted out: "FUCK..."