Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"I--"

Just as Hermione was about to stand up, Harry reached out and grabbed her sleeve and pushed it down.

"I'll go first, sir."

"Then it's you, come in." Nico waved nonchalantly, took off the mask stained with blood on his face, and took out a new one from the gap in the ceramic ribs on his chest.

Hermione sat down angrily, her arms and legs tightly crossed together, looking like they would not be separated for centuries.

"F.F., how are you feeling? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Om looked a little nervously as Fiorina sat up from the bed and rubbed her eyes with her fists.

"Huh? What? Is it over already?"

Fiorina stretched out a lot, rubbed her belly and said: "I took a sip of anesthetic as soon as I went in and lost consciousness. It felt like I had slept. Mr. Nico's goods are really too good." Pure.”

"Don't worry, she's fine." Nico said while changing the scalpel blade on his fingertips. "The anvil and her have integrated smoothly, but she may feel hungry frequently in the next few days. Just remember to ask Santong to cook some 'hard food' for her."

Before she finished speaking, Fiorina's stomach began to growl. She raised her face and smiled silly, saying to Ohm: "Hey, I'm hungry..."

This guy's anesthetic is definitely not overpowering yet!

Calling up the three barrels waiting in the castle kitchen through authority, Orm and Hermione sat together and watched Fiorina jump off the operating bed and move her hands and feet. The stitching marks on her chest had completely faded under the influence of magic. , the skin exposed by the collar is milky white, without any blemishes.

After Fiorina used her own power to jump three meters high for the first time and landed firmly on the ground, she couldn't help but screamed in surprise: "I feel like I'm going to become Superman! By then I will You can do whatever you want!"

"Why do you, Superman, sound like a fellow countryman?" Hermione couldn't help complaining, "If you really want to do something, just do it. Come on, give Ohm a hard slap on the ass." .”

"What's the problem? Look at me -"

Seeing the kind expression on Om's face and the big, thick hand like a cattail leaf fan, Fiorina, who was eager to give it a try, immediately tightened her neck and covered her butt: "Pretend I didn't say anything. …”

The door to the Primaris Workshop opened, and three barrels pushed a huge dining cart shrouded in white cloth and quickly walked in, retreating all the way to the bouncing Fiorina before stopping.

"Miss Fiorina, I have slightly modified the recipe based on the different physiques between you and the Supreme Lord, appropriately increasing the proportion of scarlet polonium to ensure that you can grow taller and slender after eating my meal."

As he spoke, Sanbub opened the plate cover on the dining car, revealing the butter-fried fine gold ribs, mithril sashimi with rubidium mustard, and orichalcum pasta with red sauce and salt that hit the gold plate. There are a variety of dishes such as baked scarlet polonium lobster tail, and the classic - steaming ceramic grain protein porridge is naturally a must-have.

Although she had often seen Ohm eat these things before, when she was about to swallow these things that didn't look easy to digest, Fiorina couldn't help but swallow nervously.

"Please have a meal." Santong adjusted the bow tie he wore specially and gracefully extended his hand to indicate.

Ohm saw Fiorina's hesitation, so he said in an encouraging tone: "You can try the protein porridge first. It actually tastes the same as chocolate cereal soaked in milk."

"Really? Don't lie to me!" Fiorina relaxed a little and scooped up a spoonful of protein porridge with a strong smell of egg yolk and engine oil. "It smells so bad!"

But the growing hunger in her stomach was no joke. She pinched her nose and took two deep breaths through her mouth, then stuffed the protein porridge into her mouth as if taking medicine.

But at this moment, Ohm spread his hands and smiled: "How do I know? I have never eaten chocolate cereal soaked in milk."

"Um?!!"

Fiorina wanted to greet Om cordially, but her mouth was now full of protein porridge, and when she was about to speak, the contents of her mouth slipped into her throat with a gurgle.

Ahhhhh!Really enough...huh?Actually...it's not bad to eat?

It feels like oats that have only a little sugar added and have been soaked for a long time. It is definitely not delicious, but it is certainly not unacceptable.

Those mung bean-sized ceramic particles taste crunchy. Although they have no taste, they do taste like chocolate!

With the newly implanted cast muscle anvil running rapidly, Fiorina's eyes glowed green, and she threw herself at the dining car to eat.

She almost grew while eating, and in just a few minutes, a large section of her ankles was exposed from her pants.

And no matter how she eats, the food on the golden plate will not be reduced, because in the underground kitchen, there are a large number of elves who are always ready to replenish the food on the plate.

Soon, Fiorina's shirt made a dangerous cracking sound. Hermione jumped up and used her wand to create a curtain floating in the air, completely surrounding Fiorina.

"No peeking, do you understand?" Hermione pointed sternly at the innocent-looking Ohm and the inexplicable three barrels, and pulled the curtain tightly.

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The pale Harry pushed open the door of the testing ground and walked out.

Before, Nico saw Fiorina's drowsy look and thought he had overcalculated the amount of anesthetic, so he reduced the amount of anesthetic used on Harry by ten percent.

So, Harry woke up while Nico was suturing the wound.

The feeling is really hard to describe.

Seeing Hermione running past him and diving into the testing ground, Harry couldn't help laughing and said to Ohm and Fiorina: "Look at this Hermione, she is HOLYSHIT!!!"

He couldn't help but take two steps back, and for a moment he ignored the pain of the remaining stitches on his body.

Big!

This was Harry's first feeling!

I saw a big girl about two meters tall and with long gray hair, who was wielding Ohm's huge sword contentedly!

Her face is extremely bright, her big olive green eyes are as dazzling as emeralds under the sun, and her body curves are as thrilling as a roller coaster. She is powerful and has a unique feminine beauty.

It's Fiorina!

Although her sword-swinging movements are still a little difficult, this is undoubtedly a huge improvement!

Ohm pressed his body against the wall, avoiding the traceless blade like an antelope's horns, as if he was trying to blend into the wall.

As the saying goes, a fool beats a master. No matter how exquisite your swordsmanship is, you can't predict the intentions of a fool who doesn't even know what his next move will be.

Seeing Harry, Om quickly reminded Fiorina loudly: "Stop! Being hit on the head by this thing is not as simple as leaving a scar!"