when harry potter met league of legends

The invisibility cloak is one of the artifact suits. Although it is not confirmed that it can escape the gaze of death, there is no doubt that if the user can use this artifact carefully, ordinary people will never be able to detect it.

Therefore, Harry and the others returned to the lounge safely. On the other hand, Dumbledore could only comfort himself with the reason that maybe a senior student had used the Disillusionment Curse - after all, he really didn't expect that there would be a series of events in the middle of the night.

Why did Harry go there when no one went to the toilet?

However, the lights in Dumbledore's study were not turned off until midnight that night. As for what he was doing or thinking, no one knew.

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"Yawn~." Allen covered his mouth as he came to the restaurant from the passage.

He went back too late yesterday, which caused him to be in a very bad state of mind today - if there were no classes in the morning, he would definitely stay in bed and not get up.

When Allen walked into the restaurant, he lazily greeted the friends he met, but found that everyone was mysterious and didn't know what they were talking about. This gossip made Allen lose most of his sleep.

"I said, what happened?" Allen put a hand on the shoulder of his roommate Marshall. This kid is a campus baggage in Hogwarts. Although he is quite unreliable in major matters, he is not reliable in this kind of gossip.

If he claimed to be second in news, no one would dare to claim to be first.

The boy who was originally sitting next to Marshall showed a smile that you know how to squeeze out a seat for Alan, and then the Hufflepuff table entered gossip time.

"Alan, do you know this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? He is the very famous writer Lockhart." Marshall put down the tableware in his hands and began to explain the gossip to Alan.

"Yeah, I know more or less - his book is a bestseller. I seem to remember that you bought one last year." Allen responded while stuffing a piece of gambling cake into his mouth.

"No, that's absolutely not the case." Marshall shook his head desperately, as if this way he could have nothing to do with the professor.

"Wait a minute, I don't know who went to Egypt after the summer vacation to hunt for treasures, and ended up being the mopping guy for the whole vacation." A person on the side directly exposed Marshall's lie - this made him feel sorry for Ai

Lun and others looked at each other angrily, but only they, who were roommates, knew this news.

Several people who were his roommates looked at each other - it seemed that none of them had spread the news. It was Shane who was finally found to have leaked the secret, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "But Joanna is not with me.

Do you promise that you will never tell anyone?"

Yes - she also made people swear when she told others, but then again, who is Joanna? Weren't you just dumped at the end of last semester?

Normally, this group of people would have gathered around Shane to listen to the new gossip, but today Professor Lockhart is obviously the protagonist - compared to things like the Zhang family and the Li family, it is indeed celebrity gossip.

A bit more popular.

"Say it quickly, Marshall, if you keep nagging, I'll confiscate the books in your bag." The person who spoke was Hufflepuff's new prefect who had just gathered around. It was obvious from his words.

This guy is derelict in his duties.

"Cut" Marshall made his thumb and index finger at a ninety-degree angle, and then made a contemptuous gesture with his index finger downward - the other person only borrowed a few books from him last semester, so he was not afraid of this guy's threat.

However, after completing this gesture, Marshall no longer had any intention of wooing everyone.

"Yesterday afternoon was Lockhart's debut - you know, generally speaking, professors will show off their unique skills in the first class, otherwise they will think that they can't scare us and will not

It’s like having a good class.”

There was a burst of laughter under Marshall's words. After so many professors have seen it, everyone except the first-year newbies knows this routine. However, the professors still regard this regulation as the criterion for class, and they can only pretend to not understand it.

Cooperate well with the professor - after all, the right to add points lies with the professor, right?

Of course, if the professor's debut is very good, they will never be stingy with their cheers and applause - in fact, except for a few professors, all those who can teach in this unique and monopolized school have

His unique skills that make students admire him.

After everyone laughed, Marshall continued to narrate - "Yesterday, there were sophomores in class. Slytherin and Gryffindor were in the front, and we and Ravenclaw were in the back." Several sophomores were around.

After the senior student nodded to indicate that there were no problems with his information, Marshall continued: "Do you know what Professor Lockhart did during the first period?"

He said almost in a mocking tone: "You will never imagine that the professor actually conducted a private questionnaire. Please, he is here to be a professor, not a star. Is he planning to conduct a private questionnaire?"

School idol project?”

Well, Allen thought about this question for a while, and he felt it was irritating to imagine that Professor Lockhart would gather a few people to form a group and call Nicole Nicole together to form a campus cult force...

However, Marshall lost his temper—Professor Lockhart had many female fans, and after a dozen owners who threw their eyes at him ran away with disgusted faces, he gave up and even lowered his voice.

"Okay, let's not discuss the question of this survey - let's talk about the following things directly. After Professor Lockhart completed the questionnaire and randomly added a wave of points, he directly played a game in class.

A farce.”

Marshall didn't even pause and continued speaking, as if he was afraid that if he stopped, a fan would come over and give him a curse or something.

In his concise and clear description, Professor Lockhart released a cage of elves and made it impossible to end the incident, which was learned by all students.

"Okay, another idiot like Quirrell - why have the professors been so bad in the past two years?" The people on the side complained - they still have very high requirements for the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, and the professor is so bad.

Although it is good to cancel the graduation exam, it is still not as comfortable as having a reliable professor.

"This is really sad news - but Marshall has nothing to cheer about," complained another student.

"Who said there was no more Coke - do you know what happened in the next class?" Marshall looked disdainful and gave up his reserve after finding that no one paid attention to him.

"Okay - let me tell you, that professor actually didn't believe in evil and let those guys out again in the second period!"

...

Indifferent, the air is filled with a smell called embarrassment.

In this silence, Marshall finally went crazy. He didn't know why no one laughed at such a funny thing.

He almost said something out of the blue: "What I mean is - since this professor loves those Cornish elves so much, we might as well play with him!"

Marshall's eyes turned to Allen: "Today I am betting on how long it will take Allen to solve all those things!"

The crowd showed no reaction at all, and Marshall was almost desperate - however, the next moment, countless Sickles and Nats were taken out and slapped on the table.