when harry potter met league of legends

Wizards have a magical knowledge called divination.

Although few people have this magical talent, this does not affect Hogwarts at all from creating two courses specifically for this unpopular course - Divination and Arithmetic Divination.

Although Allen didn't know whether he had this talent, he was certain that the song he just thought of definitely foreshadowed what happened to those third graders.

You know, when Jing Ke stabbed the King of Qin, two... Bah, bah, there was no return.

That night, the bathrooms in the four colleges were full again.

Fortunately, the four deans made preparations in advance, and the plan of letting the great soul singer Peeves sing again was completely ruined.

However, the misfortune has apparently just begun.

No one laughs at those herring-smelling wizards, not because they are morally superior - but because they live in fear.

Almost all the empty classrooms were occupied, and the house elves even took out the discarded mats from the previous batch to supply the students' rapidly growing needs.

Almost all teachers leave minimal homework to give their students time to practice the spells learned in the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Professor Flitwick even spent half a class on helping students become familiar with spells that were not part of his teaching content.

From the experience of the third-year students, it is obvious that Dumbledore's new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is a very good teacher, and it is obvious that he has just started.

However, what is supposed to come always comes back. Even though there was no Defense Against the Dark Arts class all day on Tuesday, which gave these extremely nervous students enough time to breathe, Wednesday still came despite their unwillingness.

At noon, a group of exhausted second graders described what they had experienced in the morning in an escape-for-life tone. Although it was scary, it was still much inferior to their seniors.

What they faced was a group of goblins carrying Muggle paint eggs and slingshots - under Professor Sigma's wand, these pranksters reluctantly took the tools they didn't like - rather

Rather than doing this, they would rather hang the little wizard in the air and fly a kite.

However, they soon discovered that the tool in their hands was a good one, and the colorful colors of the paint bombs hitting people's bodies were particularly in line with the aesthetics of these little villains.

Each little wizard is assigned five goblins, and their task is to use disarming spells to get rid of the weapons of these guys flying around in the sky - of course, if they can kill these little bad guys, Professor Sigma will give them extra bonuses.

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However, the second graders are not much better than the first graders - the defense teacher they had last year was the kind who read from a textbook, and you can't expect them to learn much.

However, fortunately, the psychological damage caused by the paint bombs to them was not that serious. Although a few of them had not succeeded and their whole bodies turned into guys with the appearance of killing Matt, from the perspective of their red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple hair.

Judging from the tone of the blonde with brown hair showing off his narrow escape, they seemed to think the morning class was pretty good.

However, no one dared to relax at this time, especially the fourth grade students who had classes in the afternoon. They now felt like red-eyed gamblers waiting for the dealer, Professor Sigma, to draw the dice in the bowl, whether it would be a blessing or a curse.

It all depends on God.

Facts have proved that what they expected was correct.

Professor Sigma received the students with his infectious smile.

Although he spent a lot of energy in the two classes in the morning, he still seemed energetic.

Facing all the fourth graders, he showed his white teeth and gave a perfect smile.

However, behind this smile was a voice that made all the students tremble:

"Good afternoon everyone, as you know, due to the shortage of teaching aids, we had to take a very boring class last week. (The students below said they would like to continue that class.)

But luckily, today, we invited some very interesting children. With their help, maybe we can complete the test of this class well."

According to Murphy's Law, things tend to develop in the most unlucky direction.

Well, that's exactly what these students thought.

Professor Sigma indeed invited a very interesting group of children.

Demon Weasel.

A little guy with beautiful fur.

But unlike other guys who are exterminated because of their fur, their lives are very good.

The only restriction on their numbers is their low reproductive rate. Although their nests are well protected by every discoverer, the number of these little creatures has never increased.

When a little monster reaches adulthood, it will go out to catch its first food, and then leave its first excrement on the nest where it spent its entire childhood to prove that it has reached adulthood.

After this, the abandoned nest is recycled, and the mixture of the entire nest and feces is smashed together to create an incense that can calm even an adult dragon from its anger when burned.

You can imagine how expensive this would be.

However, the most important reason why the magic weasels that can create such magical items have not been bred is that they are too smelly!

Except for a few wizards in Egypt who are cultivating this magical creature, wizards elsewhere keep a respectful distance from this magical creature.

Their only means of protection is to eject a green mist-like stinky liquid - it evaporates very quickly and cannot be saved, but it has the effect of penetrating status magic - for example, the head soaking spell that the fourth-year freshmen just learned.

Professor Sigma's requirements for them are very simple. Enter through the front door of the classroom and then exit through the back door to qualify. Of course, whoever can get a pocket watch that he "accidentally" lost will receive a high score of 30 points.

Naturally, no one attempted this huge challenge at the beginning. They only had one purpose - to get out successfully.

But it is a pity that the monster weasels who have been changed into a living environment obviously have no intention of living in peace with the students.

After half of the fourth-grade students tried it, no one could manage it without vomiting after coming out. Here, they have to thank Professor Sigma for the goggles kindly provided, otherwise many students will be unable to do so.

No half-day trip to the school hospital.

However, what is surprising is that in the end, a Gryffindor successfully completed the challenge that was considered impossible.

While vomiting, he raised a dark silver pocket watch in his hand, full of pride.

He just did one more thing - a flying curse!

"Bah bang bang!" Professor Sigma gave respectful applause.

"As expected of brave Gryffindor, you have earned thirty points."

"What I want to tell you is that no matter how difficult it seems, don't forget to try it once before giving up. Maybe it's really not that difficult!"

This passage slightly revived Professor Sigma's extremely declining popularity.

However, Allen sneered: "Isn't it just chicken soup? I can just drink it here!"

But even Allen has started practicing magic like crazy. It's almost Friday, who knows how Professor Sigma actually plays!

ps: Professor Sigma’s pretense is over, your friend Allen is ready to go online