Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

My husband is the Emperor of the Human Empire.

Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t fall in love with him because of his lofty status. When I first met him, he was just a poor boy carrying two large suitcases.

Ill-fitting old clothes with lots of patches, worn-out shoes with flat soles and raised edges, a sunken, thin face with sharp lines, and a pair of big, rough hands that had obviously seen a lot of hard work.

These distinctive characteristics are enough to prove the poverty of his family.

I had tried my best to imagine the poverty of his family, but what still exceeded my expectations was that he was actually an orphan without a father or mother.

At the age of 11, at an age when other children were still dependent on their parents, he had already started working early and spent all his time besides studying on working and taking care of his family.

Yes, in addition to himself, his adoptive mother also adopted a dozen younger brothers and sisters. They were either born with disabilities or suffered from acquired misfortunes. The youngest child was not even old enough to go to school, and he was like a bird in a nest. Like a baby bird, its mouth has grown and it is waiting for feeding.

He was also very caring - or rather, very caring towards his possessions.He named his owl "Fourteen" and regarded it as his No. 14 brother. He hoped that it could live in this world as tenaciously as them.

To be honest, I never thought at the time that I would entrust the rest of my life to such a man.

But that day, when I met him for the first time, I saw his dark eyes very clearly——

What kind of look is that...

Even though the burden of life is so heavy, there is no sadness or sorrow in his eyes, only a calm and calm temperament, as if everything is under his control, and no change can escape his precise calculation.

I have only seen this kind of style in my father and some gangster godfathers who had deals with his father.

But no matter what, it shouldn't appear on a poor boy who even bought a wizard's robe second-hand.This is simply like putting a 7.62mm caliber rifle bullet into the chamber of a 9mm caliber gun. It is simply impossible to happen.

But the mystery surrounding him goes far beyond that.

He uses a unique metal wand. He had contact with the headmaster of Hogwarts alone before enrolling. He can memorize an entire thick and heavy book "A Thousand Magic Herbs and Fungi" and has two eyes. It also emits a nice blue light when fighting with others.

I have to admit that the moment he pointed three wands at Malfoy's head, he was really handsome.

I became inextricably curious about this mysterious man.

Fortunately, he and I were assigned to the same college, which gave me more time and opportunity to observe him and study whether this guy was a fool with an excessive desire to perform.

But he is obviously not...

In the first semester of school, he created a sword-shaped wand. With the help of me, the Prime Minister of the Empire, and the Grand Mother Sister of the Healing Church, he defeated Snape, the Potions Professor, and killed a man with a big sword. The troll deliberately put into the castle, and the principal defeated Voldemort, who had obtained the power of the evil god, in the underground space of the castle...

But what I remember most clearly is the navy blue scarf he knitted for me when the weather just started to get cooler.

It's really...warm.

I was born on the dark side of society. My father was the largest arms dealer in England at the time.

In order for me to survive in the dark side of society, from the day I first learned to walk, my father and uncle required me to be strict, cold, and merciless with the standards of a soldier.As long as I fail to meet the standards at all, I will receive iron-blooded punishment and endless additional training.

Although I know that my father and uncle are doing it for my own good, and they did soothe my pain with dozens of times of love after training, but those scars have faded from my skin, but they remain in my heart forever. .

I don't hate them, but I can only pretend to love them.

The first of Finlay’s family mottos: “We don’t rely on anyone.”

But when he wrapped that navy blue scarf around my neck, I still wanted to throw myself into his arms and cry loudly.

Why...why do you make me feel so at ease...

When the rat tide comes on Christmas night, he puts on the pitch-black armor he made by himself and fights for us to find a way out of the desperate situation.I looked at his eyes covered by the auspicious device, and the flashing red light of this violent machine made my cheeks heat up. Although it was untimely, I did confirm at that moment that my feelings for him had gone far beyond that of a friend. limit.

I like him, I'm in love with him, I'm obsessed with him...

But he is not without flaws.

Maybe it's because boys' development is slower than girls', maybe because he puts too much brain power on machinery and construction, and he hasn't noticed my feelings for him for a long time.

This guy is an absolute pragmatist, and the gifts he gives have no romantic flavor at all. They only give them based on what I don’t have on hand. They’re just like a piece of wood that can’t get into anything!

And he is just too smart. I often can’t follow his train of thought, or even understand what he’s talking about——

"You know? f·f, I actually..."

In the lounge of the Healing Church monastery, Ohm watched the news on TV about the extermination of the blue-skinned aliens on Pandora by the Second Legion, the Dragon of the White Emperor, while gently kneading Fiorina and laying it on his knees. The thighs with clear muscle lines on her body suddenly said coldly: "...I like pigs very much."

"!"

Fiorina, who was originally in a daze, suddenly had two extremely dangerous rays of light in her eyes. The five fingers of her right hand clenched slightly amidst the crackling sound of the joints. She asked with a smile: "Are you thinking that I am fat?" Oh, dear? Love?”

"Your body fat rate is only 17%. Anything lower may affect hormone secretion in the body. How could I think you are fat?" Ohm looked at his suddenly angry wife with a strange face, "But I What he said is indeed true, I really like tamed animals like pigs, cows and sheep.”

——That’s it!Thoughts change so quickly!I have no idea what he is talking about!

Fiorina complained silently in her heart, waved her hands feebly, and said, "Tell me, my dear, why do you like them?"

Since you can't change it, just accept the status quo...

Although he is the emperor of the human empire, who makes him my favorite person in the world and the best husband in the universe?

"The reason is simple, f·f."

Ohm's palm moved up a little along the inner side of his wife's thigh, and his dark eyes stared unblinkingly at the TV, amidst her moans, at the millions of Pandora's blue-skinned aliens who were impaled to death by steel drills.

He spoke, and the words he spat out were like traces carved by light and flames.

+From birth to death, the only desire of beasts is to create more value for humans. +

+Their blood, their flesh, and their skins are all dedicated to mankind without reservation. +

+ cultivated our land, filled our bellies, and warmed our bodies. +

+I like animals. +

+ I want these alien races that live in the galaxy and compete with us humans to become my favorite beasts who are dedicated to creating value for mankind. +