Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"so……"

Fiorina is wearing a light gray sleeveless high-necked thin T-shirt, a college-style bean paste red suit, a quarter red and brown plaid skirt, white knee-high socks, and shiny women's Oxford leather shoes. , with his hands tightly crossed on his chest, looked at the laughing Ohm and a large group of people behind him angrily and amusedly, and said: "Are these guys the live audience watching our date?"

Just as Om was about to speak, Marlenia covered his mouth from behind.In order to prevent her identity from being recognized, Ohm also used psionic energy to shrink her body to its previous appearance. She also took off her brass prosthetic legs and winged helmet, directly exposing her eyes covered with white shadows.

Marlenia smiled and turned her face in Fiorina's direction and said, "Don't worry, Sister Lina, we will never interrupt your date."

Ginny was wearing the Gryffindor House student uniform, supporting Malenia's body in a youthful and pretty manner, and added: "Besides, since Malenia served in the Tribunal, she has been like this all day long. There are really too few days to rest, so we just take advantage of this opportunity to spend time as lovers."

"I have already booked a restaurant, and we will have dinner together in the evening." Aaron carried Shirley on his back dotingly, gave Fiorina a thumbs up, and grinned with big white teeth. , "It's a perfect arrangement, isn't it?"

"Well……"

Fiorina seemed to reluctantly accept this arrangement. She turned to look at the rickety old man beside the fireplace who was holding a burning eagle staff and wrapped in a black robe, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind: "Then this old man What kind of idea is that? I remember that he is not the leader of the newly established Assassin's Court?"

"Aha! Sure enough, even Fiorina you can't see through my disguise!"

An old but energetic tone came from under the old man's hood, and his thin fingers as thin as firewood lifted off the black robe, revealing Harry Potter's handsome and cunning face.

In just a blink of an eye, the haggard old man turned into a three-meter-long man. Harry proudly showed Fiorina the black robe that looked like flowing mist, and said: "I made the invisibility cloak It has undergone some modifications and used modern magic industry to add some new functions to it. Including but not limited to disguising me as an old man that no one can recognize, and at the same time blocking my breath to avoid being recognized. "

Fiorina's eyes widened: "Has your boy always been in charge of the Assassin's Court? Are you the fucking Malcador who typed back my documents dozens of times a week?!"

"After all, it is an agency that supervises the management of the entire empire. If I were not worried that my direct appointment would generate public opinion about Ohm's "nepotism", I would not have to spend so much effort to redesign an identity."

Harry folded his black robe into a square the size of a lighter and stuffed it into the inner pocket of his silver-gray suit. He opened his arms to welcome applause from everyone present and said in a sullen voice:

"Farewell, prison! After the children of Ohm returned, I was finally freed from work!

"As the actual person in charge of the Tribunal, the Assassin's Tribunal, and the Cultural Relics Protection Tribunal, I can finally have a day off without having to review government affairs!

"Huh? Fiorina, why are you leaning over here? Is that a bolter? There must be no bullets in it, right? Wait! Wait, wait! Don't-"

The bolter in Fiorina's hand made a deafening roar. Even though Harry ran away with his head in his arms regardless of the image, the flames emitted by the blank bullets still scorched the hem of his suit, making him look like he was in a Spanish bullfighting festival. A bull with its tail set on fire.

The roar of the bolt gun could not cover up the anger of the purple-robed Phoenix. She screamed: "You know that I am acting as regent, but you dare to fight back the documents I sent you! Die for me!"

"Those documents of yours cannot fundamentally restrict the power of the empire's management. It is completely in line with the formal procedures for me to send them back!"

Harry screamed loudly, and used the agility he had developed in Quidditch to slide a shovel directly under the dining table.

But when he raised his head, the purple phoenix was waiting in front of him, and the muzzle of the bolter was already pressed between Harry's eyebrows!

"Jie Jie Jie!" Fiorina, who was tortured by repeated revisions, let out a villainous laugh, and the bolt gun poked Harry's sweaty forehead hard, "Now let's see where you run! I'm going to Find four big guys with a lot of cloth in the Word Bearers Legion to send you files and documents to sort out day and night!"

Harry immediately looked up to the sky and shouted: "Ohm! Save me!"

Ohm, who was helping Lani decide what clothes to wear today, said casually: "Harry? (no concern)"

Just when Harry was desperate, green fire suddenly burst into flames in the fireplace. Hermione, dressed in casual clothes, walked out of the middle. While sweeping the ashes from her body with her wand, she looked at Fiorina who was escorting her to the squatting position. Harry, who was in the corner, couldn't help but joked: "Hey, isn't this the respected Mr. Malcador, the first Grand Master of the Assassination Court? We haven't seen him for a few minutes, why are you acting like this?"

The fire of hope suddenly rekindled in Harry's eyes, and he said repeatedly: "Hermione, you are the smartest battle nun in the world. Please help me explain to Fiorina. I definitely didn't mean to make things difficult for her on the process!"

"Ah, speaking of this..."

Hermione took off the silk scarf from her neck, and the soft fabric suddenly turned into a dark silver sword in her hands. She did not hesitate to press the cold sword blade against the back of her husband's neck. The nun Wenhe said: "This rule that 'Battle Sisters are not allowed to interfere with the Tribunal' was also approved by your boy, right?"

"The Battle Sisters are the apostles who walk on earth on behalf of the Emperor. Your enemies are not officials of the Empire, but aliens and heretics..." Harry explained under the attack of guns and swords, "Besides, I founded the Court of Assassins. , isn’t it just to clearly differentiate and attribute the empire’s currently relatively ambiguous supervisory powers... It’s my honor to be able to reduce the unnecessary workload of the Battle Sisters..."

"You..." Hermione sighed, the moonlight sword in her hand turned into a silk scarf again, and turned to look at Fiorina, who was still pouting unhappily, "How should I say, to save my face, first Let this guy go?"

"Humph!" Fiorina snorted heavily, and the bolt gun quickly shrank in her hands, turning into a dark black hairpin, which was pinned to her forehead.

Just when Harry breathed a sigh of relief, Fiorina suddenly turned around and growled: "Don't think I'm going to let you go just like that!"

Om gave Harry a wishful look, skillfully bent his arms for Fiorina to hold, scratched her nose, and asked, "What about us?"

Fiorina waved her hand proudly: "Let's go!"