when harry potter met league of legends

The approval statement was, of course, a little joke that Allen himself made on the parchment. This was not a copy of the game, so where did the mission permission come from? Could it be that he could pick up Oliver Twist after a series of missions?

Or the Raging Sea and other purgatory-level missions?

In fact, it was just an ordinary letter of certification, with a short paragraph written on it in an ancient script that Allen didn't recognize, and a signature at the end - it probably wouldn't be three pats on the back of the forehead anyway.

Things like closing the back door and leaving.

Although I don’t know what it is, judging from the expression of the professor, it must be some kind of valuable item, and it is probably needed by Hogwarts - otherwise, why would the professor look distressed as if he had lost the money?

?

After carefully putting away this plot prop, Allen decided to get up and go to the library. Listening to lectures was completely useless. He didn't think that he would have such a good psychological quality to face the cold looks of those people, even though the time when he just beat people was very painful.

It's cool, but not every professor will reward a student with a task after being beaten.

However, when he was on his way back, Alan did not dare to let down his vigilance at all - at present, his hatred value in Ilvermorny had probably solidified to the level of hostility, and he would probably overturn if he was not careful now -

-Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and it is easy to dodge an open spear but hard to defend against a hidden arrow. These old sayings are no joke.

Even the darling of the generation of Aurors, Mad-Eye Moody, still had to lie down in a box when he was attacked by a group of Death Eaters. Allen didn't want to make a mistake that would end him in the castle because of a momentary failure to check.

I stayed in a simple hospital for several days.

Unfortunately, whatever he was guarding against came more easily - at the entrance of a passage, he was stopped by a group of people.

Moreover, what surprised him was that all the people in this group looked familiar - but Allen really couldn't remember what these guys were called.

"Hey - Hogwarts kid - do you remember us?" The speaker was a thin boy with pale cheeks and yellow hair. At this moment, he was half leaning against the corner, with a bit of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.

, the body assumed a relaxed posture - unfortunately, the left hand and the wand in his hand, which were held so tightly that they were almost turning white, clearly revealed his excitement.

Although he couldn't figure out where these unnamed fish came from, Allen was still ready for a fight - the position surrounded by these fish in front of him destined him to be impossible.

The man who chopped melons and vegetables like he did at the beginning prepared them into dishes and served them.

"Don't rush to take out your wand - kid, that won't be fun." The leading man stood up from a position half leaning against the wall. At the same time, the nine wands were pointed firmly at Allen.

"To be honest - I don't really agree with this method. After losing the game on the court, you shamelessly rely on blocking people to avenge the loss - I always think this is a coward's behavior." He said with a slight voice.

He is gentle and what he says is barely reasonable.

It's a pity that what he says is what he does - if he doesn't agree with it, why does he bring so many people here?

At this time, Allen finally understood the identity of this group of people - it was nothing more than a mixed team of guys who had been dropped from the broom - because there were too many guys who fell off, it had exceeded the full seven people of a team.

Group.

"It's a pity - although I don't want to trouble you - but you are too arrogant - it is enough for you to beat our Maobao Academy during the competition - why did you put nearly half of our academy's four

Did the senior student go to the hospital?"

...

Allen looked confused - no wonder people were making trouble for him - he was trying to trick this academy into death - he would never let him go!

No wonder the hatred level of those little wizards is so high - it turns out there is a double buff bonus...

Although he sympathized with the unfortunate family, he had no intention of letting them send him to the hospital.

"Um, I'm sorry, you changed your vest, I really didn't recognize it - and I really didn't know it was your college that taught classes over there." - Allen expressed his apology insincerely.

It's a pity that the wizard opposite obviously didn't understand this cold joke, and they had no intention of meeting each other and sharing their sorrows.

These people are a bit unscrupulous - Allen looked at a few Quidditch players who were not smiling at all, while secretly moving his hand away from the wand - behind Allen, a few seeds were

Those guys had already fallen behind when they were talking nonsense.

Although he could defeat these guys with all his strength, it would be too shocking, so Allen decided to use some tricks - after all, with the help of traps and props, he could defeat a group of seniors and single-handedly crush them.

The past is two different concepts.

Using fists to knock down a bunch of wizards who haven't had time to cast spells is a joke after dinner. Although the guys who were beaten will become a shame in people's mouth, it is not surprising at all - I believe Hagrid did better back then.

Dumbledore is still working as a transfiguration teacher.

It's not surprising to use traps and props to defeat a bunch of wizards. People would just laugh at the idiots for not being prepared at all, allowing a low-level wizard to take advantage of it - but the hard steel on the front is completely over the top.

If you can withstand the attacks of bricks and wine bottles, people will shout "The Great Success of the Iron Clothes Shirt". If you can withstand a bullet, people will admire you and say that the master's magic skills are unparalleled and that the Fire Cloud Evil God is the best in the world - but you...

If you can withstand Barrett/armour-piercing bombs/Katyusha/depleted uranium bombs or whatever - then I'm sorry, open the door, there is your courier.

Of course, express delivery of water meters can only go so far. If you are so good that you can withstand the world's nuclear-level attacks, as long as you deliberately seek death, then you can do whatever you want - unfortunately, Allen has not yet

Reach the level of Voldemort and Dumbledore.

Just when Allen was thinking about which guy to kill first so that he wouldn't win the battle so easily, the Quidditch players seemed to have no intention of continuing to talk - it seemed that the academic guys

Sure enough, you are still too thin-skinned, so just take action. Can't you make you look more just by pulling something you haven't had for a long time?

Just when Allen was about to tell this group of wizards the irrefutable truth about fighting without talking nonsense, he and the guys raised their heads at the same time - not far away, there was a strange movement.

It was a vibration that made the entire ground tremble slightly - accompanied by an identifiable roar - this sound made Alan, who was still playful at first, suddenly change his expression, it was a bear roar.