Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Just as Fiorina exclaimed, Ohm gasped again, quickly raised his hand to cover her mouth, and at the same time stuffed the small shrine with exquisite relief into his robe.

Fortunately, the students around him were either reading or cheering for Ogre who was dueling. Except for Penello, who was collecting signatures, and turned his head to look at it strangely, no one noticed that Ohm received a piece of money that was enough to buy half of it. A Parisian stone.

This made Ohm relax a little, and he flicked Fiorina's forehead hard. Before she bit her back, he quickly withdrew his hand and unfolded the letter included in the oil paper package.

The letter was written in playful cursive calligraphy:

To my loyal book fan, Om Messiah,

When you read this letter, you must have discovered the true identity of the red stone in the shrine, right?Please forgive me for being naughty as an old man. I didn't mean to scare you.It's just out of an alchemist's inexplicable pride, hoping to exchange his best work for your shocked eyes.Hope my little idea works.

When I first heard Old Bee (you know who) say that one of his students created souls out of thin air, I thought he finally had Alzheimer's.But unfortunately he is still sane and looks like he will be for many years to come.After touching the magic sword with a machine soul that you refined with my own hands, I have to admit, Ohm, you really scared me so much that I almost wet my pants.You are definitely the first alchemist in the world to come into contact with the realm of God.So I decided to entrust you with this incomplete Philosopher's Stone, hoping that you can refine it into a real Philosopher's Stone - or just use it to make some gold?up to you.Anyway, I don’t want to drink the elixir again in this life, it’s really unpleasant to drink.

By the way, this shrine is an alchemical item that I cast the Traceless Stretching Spell on, and it has about 100 cubic meters of space inside.It's yours, consider it my Christmas gift to you.You can just reach into the shrine and get it, but that's very troublesome and you often won't find what you want.But you can put a servitor you refined inside (hope I spelled it correctly) and let it hand things out to you.

Merry Christmas.

You faithful,

Nicholas Flamel.

After reading the letter, Ohm took out the small shrine from his pocket. Looking at this spiritual crystal that shone with extraordinary light, he seemed to be able to see through it the free and easy smile of an old man after hundreds of years.

He pursed his lips, his eyes instantly became firm, and he used his spiritual energy to activate the traceless stretching spell on the shrine. He watched the magic stone disappear into the shrine with a ripple-like fluctuation, and murmured: "I will definitely make it. The one who produced the complete Philosopher’s Stone.”

"Huh? What did you say? Why did the magic stone disappear in the blink of an eye?" Fiorina came over and raised and lowered her hands towards the shrine, accidentally inserting her entire upper body into the inside of the shrine, "Ah! Where is this place? It's so dark. Ah! I'm stuck! Boss Ohm, help me!"

Ohm helplessly looked at the lower body with her legs kicking on the ground in front of her. This girl always wanted to die like a cat and had her hands yawned.He grabbed the hem of the girl's robe with one hand and yanked the shrine upwards.

With a "pop" sound, Fiorina regained her sight, but this guy who was keen on seeking death obviously didn't care about eating but fighting, and was making a fuss about letting Om grab her ankles and go in again.

"Maybe I should throw you in and lock you up for a few days? Maybe only in this way, you will learn to be more careful next time you touch something you don't understand?" Ohm stuffed the shrine into his robe with a straight face, holding both hands He pinched Fiorina's cheeks with baby fat and pulled them apart forcefully.

Many magic items carry very vicious curses. If they touch them recklessly like Gray-haired Dumpling, then at least some of the body organs will be lost forever, or at worst, there will be multiple noseless souls in the head like Quirrell. Nagging.

Tsk, why did I think of going to Xiasan Road again?

All thanks to Voldemort!

"I got it!" Fiorina shook her head and broke away from Ohm's ruthless iron hand, looking at him expectantly, "Then can you carefully put me in and take a look?"

Well, this girl not only has the curiosity to eat but not fight, she also has the courage to admit it and not repent!

Girl, have you ever considered using your head to play against a poisonous horned beast in heat?

"Don't even think about it! If you have anything to put away, you can come to me at any time." Om rubbed Fiorina's much longer hair, glanced at the clock, and said, "Let's go, it's coming soon." Class begins."

"Boss Ohm, can I really come to you at any time?" Fiorina suddenly showed a constricted expression on her face.

"Of course, what's wrong?" Ohm asked in confusion as he arranged the parchment sandwiched in the Transfiguration class books.

Fiorina suddenly acted like an old hooligan who had drunk too much in a tavern. She reached out and put her arm around Ohm's waist, saying, "Then while you are taking a shower, can I also..."

"You can come to me at any time when it's convenient for me." Om pushed Fiorina away with a look of disgust on her face, and the mustard from the corner of her mouth almost got on her robe.

"Oh↘↗"

For some reason, Ohm looked at Fiorina's fox-like narrowed eyes and felt that things were not that simple.

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After the Transfiguration class...

Boom boom boom!

"Boss Ohm, can you please let me put my schoolbag in? It's too heavy." Fiorina knocked on the door pitifully.

"No!" Ohm refused decisively, holding a fist on his chin with one hand, his face even more livid than Rodin's Thinker.

"Why? Didn't you say that you would come to you at your convenience?" Fiorina knocked on the door persistently.

"Then why are you looking for me when I'm taking a shit?!! Do I look convenient?!!" Om was furious, "And this is the boys' bathroom, how did you get in?!!"

"Just walked in~ Qiu Zhang told me that convenience in Chinese means going to the toilet. Do you think I am very obedient this time?" Fiorina herself didn't care at all, but around her My buddy had been standing in front of the urinal for half a minute without peeing. His face was so red that he was going to explode. He was extremely embarrassed.

The gray-haired dumpling glanced over, patted the man on the shoulder and encouraged: "Relax, be more confident, it's not like I haven't seen this before."

The man's face really stopped blushing, and suddenly became extremely white.

"F! f!" Om stood up from the toilet angrily, cleaned up, picked up his pants, pushed the door open and rushed out.

Fiorina ran and screamed: "Ohm Messiah got up from the toilet! Ohm Messiah got up from the toilet - Ouch!"

Ten minutes later, Professor Flitwick looked at Fiorina who was standing in class with confusion, and asked with concern: "Miss Finlay, are you feeling unwell in any way?"

"Oh, no, professor, she's just too sleepy." Ohm said with a smile: "She thinks she won't fall asleep in class this way, right, f·f?"

Fiorina huddled her hands in her robe, suppressing the burning pain in her vaginal area, gritted her teeth and nodded: "Yes!"