when harry potter met league of legends

Let me ask you, when you work hard to upgrade lol to level 30, and then brag to your friends after finishing the promotion match from silver to gold with difficulty - the difficulty of climbing from bronze to silver, the qualitative change from silver to gold.

However, when you were boasting so much, suddenly a young man from next door came and said to your friend with an adoring expression - Master King, you are here. I have the honor to witness a wonderful collection of yours, Brother King, that is called

A show and a different face.

Please tell me, how deep is your psychological shadow at this moment?

Obviously, the twin brothers were caught in such a fucking embarrassing situation at this moment.

Fortunately, their dear brother soon helped them solve this difficult situation - they were the first and second examinees.

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you" - Allen smiled and raised his two thumbs - but he had no intention of bringing them closer, because this would change the style of the painting.

The two nodded and stood on the field together. At this moment, they put away their usual smiling faces - they knew their brother's temper very well. If they dared to continue smiling, they would definitely be kicked out immediately.

, there won’t even be a chance to test.

But fortunately, the performance of the two of them was pretty good-even from Allen's point of view.

It's just that the latecomer was a little weird - the next one after the twin brothers was directly knocked off the broom by the Bludger, fell to the ground and started howling in pain.

This accident caused Charlie and the others to suspend the selection - a group of people ran towards the unlucky guy who fell there. Fortunately, he only had a dislocated arm, not a more serious fracture, but this was something he couldn't bear.

pain of.

"Fortunately, it's just a dislocation" - Wood, who was nearest, nodded to several others.

"Are you kidding? Send me to the hospital quickly!!!!" - a roar like a slaughtering pig came - and with a click, the hand was taken by Wood.

Injuries on the court are normal, and every player who has been here for a long time will treat such minor injuries.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to add the paralysis spell" - Wood apologized, but he couldn't stop the joy that Allen saw in his eyes when the prank was successful.

Obviously, as the next reserve captain who is crazy about Quidditch, he is very dissatisfied with this guy who pretends to interrupt the game even though he has no ability.

Allen was happy to hear this. He had the ability to save people without pain. He could even make the guy levitate with his current magic power. But why? Because what the guy did was annoying?

Don't talk about him, even the Gryffindor next to him responded with a dissatisfied tone to his family - "Richie is a nuisance - he always brags all day long that he was not selected for the house team because he had diarrhea.

The reason—it’s embarrassing now, right?”

For Gryffindor, the ceremony of selecting team members is very important, otherwise why would they come out to watch the selection?

Please don't underestimate the Quidditch teams of various colleges - in fact, most of them are reserves for the national team - there is no way, as the only magic school in the country, the national team has no place to select people if they don't select from them.

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It's no wonder that various colleges are so crazy about the competition - if nothing else happens, these people will be members of major clubs in the future, and some of them will even play for the country - think about it, with their own

My child, while watching the International Quidditch match, pointed to the players above and said - Do you see so-and-so over there?

After their children nodded and admitted that they were their idols, they tried their best to say calmly - Ahem, don't worship me. I was in the seventh (sixth or fifth) grade when this kid entered our college, and he was still me.

I'm going to show this kid the way to school, so please don't worship me.

Similarly, this is why no one complained about the same treatment as the Quidditch captain and prefect - you know, he is the prefect of the Student Association of the All-British Magic Schools!

Although the twin brothers were from the same college, so they couldn't smile, but Allen could clearly see from their eyes that they meant to relax - the man who fell down was what they called a big shot.

After a long selection process, Gryffindor finally gathered its own team - but Allen was very doubtful about whether they could win the championship. Not to mention the secret weapons of his academy that had worked hard to train until now, it was their own problems.

All are difficult to solve.

There is too much new blood - this is not a good thing for them. Except for the adventurer seekers who do not cooperate with the team, everyone else is fighting in the formation - and these new additions are very important to the entire team.

They are simply new parts that have not been run in at all.

But this has nothing to do with Allen - as a Hufflepuff, the butt determines the head, and the weaker the opponent, the better.

"Alan" - Charlie said hoarsely to Alan, who was chatting with the twins over there - "and Fred, George, good job!"

He soon realized that there seemed to be something wrong with what he said, but he didn't know what words to use to make up for it.

"Okay, today is a good day, isn't it? Let's go have something to celebrate?" - He blinked cunningly, and Allen instantly understood that there might be contraband this time - for example

Say, a nice glass of butterbeer.

On the edge of a lawn where no one came, the six of them laid out tablecloths, and Charlie took out a sumptuous meal from a small basket - of course, as he said, wine was indispensable.

Wait? Something seems wrong - why six people?

Allen suddenly realized that there seemed to be an extra member here. In addition to Anne who came after completing the weekend Potions class for freshmen in Slytherin, there was also an extra Angelina with a weak presence.

Okay, girl, you win - I'm convinced that you made Fred's training plan so quiet.

Seeing the ignorant twins celebrating their success with his brother and Charlie, who seemed to have discovered nothing, Allen happily drank a large glass of beer - good luck to you.

Obviously Charlie was also very happy that his younger brother was selected - you must know that he taught the twins how to fly. Seeing them become the two best performers among all the batsmen in the campaign, Charlie seemed like a farmer seeing the crops that were about to be harvested.

Generally happy.

It is a pity that at this most joyful moment, Allen still acted as the executioner who interrupted all the joy. During the chat, he half-accidentally asked:

"Speaking of which - I haven't seen Percy for a long time - where has he been?"