when harry potter met league of legends

Although he felt that it was impossible for Voldemort to die like this, Allen could not find him yet.

Then, the next step is to find teammates - although black gold and black equipment is a good strategy, for the sake of undefeated character, this kind of thing cannot be done.

Teammates are miserable - no matter which side they are on.

With such a strong self-explosion, even if Allen and Anne jointly defended, they were almost injured. What's the use of them even joining forces for collective defense?

Fortunately among the misfortunes, no one died. Even if the worst one has been beaten to death, according to the medical level of the magic world that does not follow science, it is still possible to save him.

But it doesn't matter, there is a master therapist here right now - even if Allen has no job after graduation, there is no pressure to apply for a therapist.

Just when he was about to release the healing spell on the most seriously injured person, a powerful wave of magic power suddenly came from behind him.

This caused him to stop his witchcraft preparations for rescue and turned his head to look at the place where the magic power was gathered.

At the place where the giant exploded, a small short body suddenly appeared - it was only half the height of an adult, and even Allen was a head taller than him.

This is a small sand puppet. Its condition looks very bad - there are two green lights on its face, a dark hole appears where the mouth should be, and the sand on its body keeps falling off.

Falling, as if it has declined and fallen into pieces...

Logically speaking, there is nothing scary about such a little thing, but the words that came out of its mouth made everyone present feel as if a snake was crawling over them.

The dark mouth opened, and a dry voice came out from inside - "I met the little wizard again - let me think about it, what is your name? Allen?"

Its short body swept over everyone present - when its scarlet gaze fell, those on the ground felt as if they were being stared at by the God of Death.

"Hey, little wizard, you know how to recruit a group of people this time? Do you just rely on these wastes?"

"However, these wastes can be considered useful - if it weren't for them, I don't know how long I would have to live in that kind of fear - speaking of which, I really have to thank you."

"Let me think about how I can repay you - how about letting Death hug you?"

...

The awakened Voldemort seemed to be a chatterbox, constantly exuding fear - indeed, a conscious Voldemort, even in a seriously injured state, is far more terrifying than the previous beast-like creature that relied solely on instinct.

Therefore, Allen's choice was to abandon the wand, clasp the ten fingers of his hands tightly together, and then suddenly break away.

As his fingers spread apart, each of his fingers was stained with a wisp of starlight. When Allen opened his arms to the sky, countless starlights descended from the mid-air and formed on this land through Allen's hands.

There was a huge light.

Under the shroud of this light, the wounds on the wizards lying underground quickly improved, even those who were beaten and dying - Soraka, Son of the Stars - the ultimate move - pray!

Sorry Mr. Voldemort, it's late at night and the stars are very bright.

In Voldemort's surprised eyes, a miserable crow sounded in the air - Valor, who had gathered a large number of crows for Allen, took action at this moment.

Most of the power of the self-destruction attack just now was concentrated on the ground under Voldemort's control - he was in an instinctive state at that time and did not even notice the existence of Valor in the sky.

Even with the blessing of the Eagle Spirit from Ashe, Valor still could not find Voldemort in the explosion, but Allen would not easily think that the enemy would die like this.

Previously, he didn't even have time to defend himself, so he didn't have the chance to use this group-healing ultimate move. When he had the chance to use it, he hesitated - if he were Voldemort, would he come to harvest the residual blood when he saw it?

So, he decisively chose to treat it slowly - as for the injured brother, what, he said that in the wind and rain, this pain is nothing, wipe away the tears and don't ask why!

Now it’s more embarrassing - just like when Death Song is preparing to kill five people, Soraka releases a big one, when AP Sword Master prepares for five kills, Soraka releases a large one, and Sword Queen prepares Blade Waltz for five kills.

When Soraka put a big...

In short, you can lose the team battle, but Teemo must die. If you want to win the team battle, kill Soraka first.

Let’s not consider how far Teemo’s tears flowed. Let’s first consider Voldemort’s psychological shadow...

Fighting two wizards is not the same concept as fighting a group of wizards - besides, he is not in full condition yet.

Originally, he was talking so much nonsense because he was also seriously injured in the explosion. He tried to rely on the fact that the other party's miserable escape when they met last time had a huge psychological shadow on the two wizards, and then he chased and killed the two wizards while recovering.

A trembling little wizard - he won't let the other party escape easily this time.

As a result, the current result is that both sides are playing tricks, and Allen's skill in pretending to be cute is even better.

If this were the case alone, maybe both sides could still compete - after all, even if everyone stood up after Allen said he was a hero, their main force, Allen, still had a fatal flaw - lack of magic power.

The previous attacks and defenses consumed a lot of magic power. Voldemort would not believe the large-scale healing magic just now if it did not consume magic power - it is common sense that the more powerful magic consumes more magic power.

However, what made him despair was that Allen took out a small blue bottle from his pocket and drank it in one gulp - and the moment he drank it, classmate Tom felt that Allen's magic power was rapidly recovering.

middle.

"Mana potion - thirty-five gold coins per bottle, consumable."

Simple introduction, pain-free price, and excellent results.

This is also the only system item that Allen can get in reality, but this kind of thing is more expensive than Galleons - the source of game gold coins cannot be solved by recharging.

However, the effect of using it was surprisingly good. Allen felt that the 7788 magic power he had consumed had almost returned to its peak state.

OK, now almost all members are in full condition.

So Mr. Tom Riddle, let's fight one on one! Group fights are also fine!

If you are singled out, one of us will be picked on, or in a group fight, a group of us will beat one of you!

do not mention it!

The remnant soul of Voldemort;...

He had no time to blame. The moment Allen drank the blue medicine, Valor had already arrived in front of him with countless crows' bodies and afterimages.