Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

"It's such a nice weather today, the birds are singing, the flowers are laughing..."

Fulgrim, wearing briefs, lay on his back on a lounge chair by the lake, sniffing the petals of the pansy intoxicatedly, and praised: "No matter what era, the flowers on ancient Terra are so fragrant and charming."

"Flowers are the reproductive organs differentiated by plants in order to reproduce." Robert Guilliman was lying on the lounge chair next to Fulgrim, wearing his extreme boxers, "So, you are tasting the labia of the flower."

"You've never failed to disappoint me, Robo," Fulgrim said harshly.

He threw away the flowers in his hand without interest, picked up the sunscreen lotion on the small table, and lifted the white hair on his temples to Ferus who was fishing: "My dear Medusa, can you please Will you use your cold iron hands to help me apply sunscreen lotion on my back?"

Ferus stared intently at the fish float on the lake: "No time. I have a strong feeling that there will be something soon-" "-Do you know that you soiled the sheets I washed the children!! !”

Archduke Finlay's roar rose like a bomb from the backyard of the lake house.The Emperor's Children, the Iron Hands, and the Ultramarines all turned around, and saw a man wearing dark blue overalls with a face as pale as paper escaping from the yard in panic, with one bare foot and a blaster. His mother held up her slippers and chased after him, shouting angrily:

"There were motor oil dots all over the sheets! And those damn blood stains! Do you know how hard it was for me to pick out the right fragrance for each of my kids?! And now it's all ruined by you - you! You! !”

The white-faced man wanted to resist with the sharp knife in his hand, but Fiorina's slippers were obviously more lethal. With the low sound of breaking wind, the man was thrown far away from the ground, accompanied by a series of crisp bones. The sound of breaking.

"Ho! Someone is going to be in bad luck!" Fulgrim lay down on his recliner with great interest, watching the unlucky guy being beaten all over the floor by the mother of the original body, "Mom, please be careful. She doesn’t like other people dirtying her things.”

"How could that idiot let her get angry?" Guilliman looked worried, his sapphire eyes staring at the man running away with his head in his arms. "If we don't divert her attention, she can stay angry like this for hours."

"Don't!"

Ferus watched with satisfaction as the man's hood was pulled off by his mother, revealing a fierce and confused face in panic.

The Primarch of the Iron Hands grinned and said: "I love hearing my mother yell at people - don't get me wrong, this is not a complaint, but she is a bit neurotic at work. You should really listen to this. Why did she yell to me when I was handing over weapon data at the Mars foundry base - 'Ferrus! This data arrived a full 23 seconds later than expected! Now put the prototype drawings on my desk immediately! And an espresso with more helium-[-]!'"

Ferrus put his hands on his hips, imitating the tone and expression of the mother of the primarch so perfectly that Fulgrim was amused.The Phoenix Lord spent a lot of effort to stop laughing, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from his long eyelashes: "I can guarantee that my mother must have infected my father's mysophobia, otherwise she would not be so angry."

Guilliman watched Fiorina throw the ignorant guy headfirst into the ground, angrily turned around and walked toward the lake house with his slippers on.The Lord of Five Hundred Worlds considered it and said: "Then... will my father's cooking skills also..."

"It's impossible." Ferus said firmly, "My mother is very strong, but she has not yet reached the point where my father unconsciously distorts reality. Or she has not realized that she can do it - thank God... …”

"Psychic energy is a kind of idealistic power that distorts reality by its own will, Luo Bao." Little Phoenix gently poked Guilliman's temple with his long white fingers. "Father's early experience in the orphanage made him have a strong interest in food. He has a strong obsession, and this obsession is distorted by his boundless spiritual power, so my father can use ordinary ingredients to cook food that makes Nurgle vomit."

"I say Nurgle, don't mess with his cauldron."

Ferus made no secret of his ridicule: "Learning to cook from my father is not more deadly than his divine plague?"

+Hey!Brats! +

Ohm poked his head out of the second-story window of the lake house, holding an uneaten sweet roll in his hand.

+I'm listening to everything! +

There was also a whisper that sounded like pus and phlegm in the void: "This is very impolite, cursed child. And...I have to admit that I was heartbroken by your words..."

+My name is already engraved on your heart, Nurgle. +

Ohm raised his head and looked at the vast galaxy beyond the sky. The invisible and immaterial spiritual energy soared into the sky like an eagle, and transformed into a golden giant holding a sharp sword outside the territory.

Spiritual energy rotates, the law of heaven and earth!

Looking at the decaying green scattered among the stars, the Dharma Appearance and the True Body sneered disdainfully at the same time: +Now, before I even think about burning anything, get back here quickly. +

"It's always like this... You are more stubborn than me, more violent than Khorne, more greedy than Slaanesh, and more cunning than Tzeentch..."

The Plague God let out a whimper and swept away dozens of galaxies, and the trace of consciousness he found completely dissipated into the void.

"The evil god's tentacles can actually penetrate the world line..." Guilliman looked at the sky solemnly.

"Where do you think the World Line Jumper in my father's hand is from? Of course it's subspace!" Ferus returned his attention to the fishing rod in his hand, "For this group of people who were born before they were born, For the evil god who exists, the barrier between world lines is basically a prostitute's skirt, you can come in when you come in, and leave when you want."

Ohm glared at Iron Medusa sternly from the air: +Watch your words!I don't want to whip you into a spinning top with a belt in front of everyone! +

"Okay, Dad." Ferus shrank his neck.

"Father, mother is still angry." Fulgrim said with an evil smile on his face, "We don't want that idiot to ruin her good mood on vacation."

+Hmph, let me teach you how to appease your lover’s anger. Watch and learn from me. +

Ohm unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his strong and well-defined chest and forearms. He raised his hands to push back the long black hair on both sides of his face.

+The first thing is to show your charm, and then——+

"Ohm!" Fiorina shouted angrily in the yard, her olive green eyes really burning with anger, "Come down and collect the sheets! We have to wash these things before night!"

+Okay, wife. + Ohm shrank his neck.