Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"Okay? No, young man, I'm not okay at all."

Belle Finlay arranged her black tuxedo meticulously with her fingers, and there was a hint of annoyance in her eyes: "Originally, I thought that doing a mechanical organ transplant on my daughter would be the most horrifying thing you can do. But the speed at which you two are progressing makes me feel very deeply uneasy. I really-"

"What he means is that he is afraid that you will take the same path as him and Lina's mother, who prematurely consumed all their passion and ended up on the path of divorce and separation."

A bright bald head popped out from behind Bell - God knows how Bell, who was as thin as a stick insect, could hide people behind him - the fair and round Ingwill Finlay hugged the black cat Wright, smiling. He walked up to Ohm: "But I believe that with your strength and ability, Lina will be able to constantly feel fresh stimulation and her passion will never die. By the way, I hope her eldest lady's temper has not affected you. Regarding our relationship, I have indeed pampered her a little too much in the past few years..."

"No, Mr. Ingwill, I should rather thank her for tolerating my busyness. It was she who burned the beast's fur on me with the flame of love. To me, she is Princess Belle of the Beast Prince. A special existence that no one can replace.”

Ohm bent down, stretched out his fingers to tease Wright, who was napping in Ingwill's arms, and said seriously to Fiorina's two elders: "As long as the sun and moon in the sky are still chasing each other, I It will never change my love for her."

Bell asked as if to make a point: "What if one day the moon stops spinning and the sun goes out?"

"Then I will have people install an engine on the moon and push it across the sky. And I will become the sun in the world that will never go out!"

Ohm raised his left hand, feeling the subspace energy and psychic energy rushing through the palm and fingers, bursting out powerful and magnificent energy, and said with great confidence: "Believe me, gentlemen, I can definitely do it!"

Bell was silent for a moment, then turned slightly to make way for the restaurant, and said, "I'll look back and think of a way to see if I can get two F-16s from the United States. There are wars everywhere in the world now. Your The fact that there is no air force in the military makes me very uneasy."

"Of course." A smile appeared on Ohm's face, and he understood that Bell recognized himself, "Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Bell."

Bell just nodded lightly, but Ingwill enthusiastically took Ohm's hand and walked into the restaurant, saying loudly that he would open a bottle of rare red wine tonight to add to the fun.

Fiorina wore an apron and watched over the promethium gas stove while the scallops were seared in butter.

Hearing the movement behind her, she turned her head and glanced at Om who was being dragged by Ingwell. She put the spatula in her hand into the hands of her father, who was specially wearing a tuxedo, and said curiously: "They both asked What do you mean? You don’t have any particularly strange questions, do you?”

Looking at the girl in front of him who had been supporting him, Ohm smiled softly and said, "I just confirmed a few things. Are you right, Mr. Bell?"

Bell, who was in front of the stove, didn't even turn his head and just said "hmm" with his nose.

But this cold attitude soon disappeared as he drank glasses of red wine.

After drinking, Mr. Bell completely changed into a different person. He made all kinds of bold words frequently, saying that in just a few years, Fenley daily necessities department stores would be opened all over the world, so that everyone could freely buy their own products. Wanted firearms.

Even after going up, he held Ohm's hand and called him brother-in-law, passing on all his years of divorce experience to Ohm, complaining about the difficulty and preciousness of marriage, and telling Ohm not to follow his own old path.

When the dinner was over, he was completely drunk and unconscious, and he was still humming: "It's so hard for me...Om brother...even the time it took to take off the little cotton-padded jacket...it was earlier than others." Ten years……"

Ingwill patted his shoulder with relief: "Look on the bright side, brother, at least you can hold your grandson more than ten years earlier than others."

He waved to Ferus who was standing beside him: "Come, call grandpa."

Om pretended not to see Ferus's pleading look, took Bell's arm and stood up, saying, "I'll take you back to your room to rest..."

"Need not!"

Bell suddenly stood up straight, with stern eyes and clear words: "I'm not drunk, I can leave by myself!"

Then he tripped hard on his left foot.

Looking at her father who was completely unconscious with Ferus holding his arm, Fiorina leaned close to Om's ear and said, "Are you talking nonsense like this when you are drunk?"

Om looked at Fiorina speechlessly: "You, the guy who promised Harry five Quidditch teams after drinking some eggnog, have no right to say anything about others..."

Watching her uncle and father disappear up the stairs, Fiorina said to Om: "With these two here, you don't want to go to my room tonight. Why don't we go out and play something exciting?" "

"Then I completely -" A smile appeared on Om's face, "I can't refuse!"

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The full moon hangs high.

The supposedly silent town was burning with soaring flames. People with twisted and deformed bodies gathered on the streets, holding hatchets, pitchforks, axes and torches in their hands. They looked at the corpses of "beasts" burning in the flames and laughed. Dancing in the sound, praying towards the unknown invisible existence.

But their pupils that collapsed into paste, the thick black hair growing on their bodies, and the syringes filled with blood they held in their hands all proved one thing.

Now they, these madmen like the masses, are the real beasts.

Pure human skulls were reduced to ashes in the bonfire, and crazy alien monsters roared wantonly beside the bonfire.

What a blasphemy!

The sound of a tin can rolling down suddenly sounded on the street, instantly attracting the attention of several madmen on the street.

Behind the sacks, Chloe watched in despair as the life-threatening can in her arms rolled further and further away, and listened to the footsteps in the distance that symbolized death getting closer and closer.

She could feel her body shaking, but she had to suppress this fear and not let her breathing reveal her position.

But this is all in vain.

The staggering and fast footsteps came from far away, and Chloe watched helplessly as a black-haired arm crossed the sack cover built by the hunters and picked up the tinplate cans rolling on the ground.

then……

There seems to be no more.

That arm never appeared again after picking up the can.

Chloe breathed a long sigh of relief. It seemed that she had not been discovered, and there was still a glimmer of hope for survival!

She tightened the food she had gathered in her arms and was about to get up when she suddenly felt the hairs on the back of her neck standing upside down.

Looking up, she saw a pair of mushy pupils, staring at her quietly.