when harry potter met league of legends

Life is like eating a pack of Bibi's multi-flavor beans with your eyes closed, every second is a surprise.

For example - when Allen got the required mission props and was trying to be a good boy, the door to the administrator's lounge opened.

The two people who walked in first had faces that were difficult to distinguish even by familiar people - at this moment, the two (?) faces that Allen was familiar with were expressions of frustration - of course, when they discovered Allen, their faces first

Surprise then relief.

Needless to say, everyone who walks in the door is familiar with them - the Weasley brothers.

Allen never thought that he would be able to see this couple falling in love and killing each other for the first time (?) - it was such a strange feeling, why it looked so dirty.

At this moment, Allen felt that this month of confinement was really nothing, and he didn't know if it was witnessing history.

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Do you know what can make you go from embarrassed to arrogant in an instant when you are at your most embarrassing?

A good gay friend.

In a world where this principle works, we have done many things with our friends that we don’t even want to recall, and then when we meet each other many years later, we smile at each other, and the dust covered by time on our memories and friendships is instantly erased.

This is also the reason why many friendships established in high school are far deeper than friendships in college - this is the fifth iron in life - making two mistakes together.

Of course, back to business.

The twins who were originally crestfallen turned from worrying about what kind of punishment they would be punished the moment they saw Allen to - "Hey? Brother, why did you come in too?"

Of course, due to the pressure from Filch behind them, they only made eye contact.

However, they soon learned what it means to have the same person but different destiny.

After a scolding, they were sent to wipe an empty classroom.

But probably because Mr. Filch had something to do, he went elsewhere after assigning the mission.

Of course, work still has to be done, and the supervisor's name is Allen.

So, after Mr. Filch left, the twins began to persuade.

"Alan, I don't think you will just sit idly by, right?" Fred spread his hands and said.

"Yes, this classroom is big enough for a game of Quidditch!" George added.

Allen is unmoved. His expressions and movements are not strong enough and he is unqualified! Please continue your performance!

"Oh my God, Alan, can you bear to let us spend our whole weekend in this ridiculously big house?"

Haha, come and work with me for a day. You are right. I have to spend all my time doing it today!

Only when the twins spoke did they discover a problem - Allen was punished with labor for knocking Slytherin over by himself a few days ago.

But at this moment, he actually committed suicide and said that it would cost him everything...

This is quite courageous to talk about being short in front of a fairy...

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In the end, after seeing Filch not coming back for a long time, Alan seemed ready to let the matter go, but he still took action to help the twin brothers - if he had taken action from the beginning, he might have to pay for it, considering that he still had to

After doing most of the work for half a month, Allen decisively chose to let them do it first.

A clean house made cleaning a lot easier. The twin brother, Allen, muttered something like, "You are so interesting." The entire classroom was cleaned.

This not only means the liberation of the twins, but also the liberation of Alan - the only thing to remember is not to be met by Professor Snape, who might do something wrong while he is still angry.

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It was another night, and Allen, who had been reluctant to fall asleep, became the last person sitting on the sofa in the lounge.

With the floo powder sprinkled in, the flames of the fireplace turned bright green - and Alan was very sure that this thing was definitely a one-way ticket. Not everyone could enter and leave the school at will without Dumbledore's permission.

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But it doesn't matter, he has returned to the city.

Waiting on the other side of the flame is a long-lost friend.

The owner of a second-hand bookstore.

"I said, young man." At this moment, he was sleepy-eyed. He was wearing pink puff-sleeved pajamas that made him look harmless and even a little inconsistent - this thing obviously didn't match the uncle. However, Allen was not at all.

Dare to look down on him, the wand on his body was placed in an easy-to-reach position - at this moment, he picked his nose with one hand and said: "Your crow woke me up early in the morning and said there was a big deal. I hope your

The deal is worth the trouble for me to stay up so late, ah~!" After saying that, he yawned greatly.

For this store owner who looked impressive in his skills but also impressed in his clothes, Allen felt that he had entrusted the wrong person, but he still firmed up his judgment - no one can stand up to a man who has a lot of money.

He managed to survive by opening a second-hand bookstore in the alley—and he knew very well that this uncle was selling prohibited items.

Allen slowly took out half of the bottle and placed it on a less dirty table.

These trading items made the boss instantly interested - he lowered his head and carefully observed the solution in the bottle, then opened the bottle cap and smelled the smell, and he woke up from his yawning state.

"The venom of Acromantula?" He asked himself, then nodded to confirm his judgment: "Good stuff, there's a pint of this bottle, it looks fresh, Merlin's best, this kind of stuff

It’s literally liquid gold!”

"Fifty galleons a pint." Alan said slowly.

"What? Are you kidding? This kind of treasure costs fifty galleons?" He was stunned for a moment. "So? It came from something wrong?"

"When did fifty galleons of profit need to be brought on board?" Allen pursed his lips.

"What I'm talking about is, when will fifty galleons be needed? Kid, what I said last time is indeed correct. You are indeed not the age you look." The shop owner also smiled, "Okay, here are four bottles.

, I should pay you 200 Galleons, then, happy transaction!" The shopkeeper waved his magic wand, and a cloth bag flew out from the corner of the store, and golden Galleons poured out of it.

"No, no, it should be 400 Galleons. The remaining four bottles of Valor will be delivered tomorrow." Allen tried his best to show a pure smile.

"Interesting, kid." The shopkeeper was slightly stunned and laughed wildly, and dropped another pile of brand-new Galleons: "Although it's against the rules, I'm happy, take it, kid, I'll wait for you here the next day.

parcel!"

ps: This chapter is released on time. I have something to do today. I will make up for the missed chapter tomorrow.