when harry potter met league of legends

The lonely boy had a miserable childhood, was burdened with a blood feud, and suffered a devastating mental blow yesterday. After learning from the pain, he chose to seek help from his friend (laoyeye).

This is such a classic story of a young man who suffered hardships and finally mastered his skills and killed his enemies with his own hands!

Allen was very moved, and then he faced Harry and said the word very clearly: "No way!"

For Harry, the reason why he was able to stay energetic after not sleeping all night was undoubtedly the deep resentment, but Alan's words were undoubtedly like a bucket of cold water poured on his head - even the heart

It's all about cooling down.

"Why?" Harry murmured the question.

Allen rolled his eyes angrily - of course it's because you, a stupid boy, don't even know who to take revenge on, so Allen was sick and sent Sirius in, who he rescued himself.

Of course, you can't say that. After all, this explanation is too advanced. Maybe Dumbledore can still persuade him, but Harry, who has no experience, even all Alan's words have no effect.

"Why?" Allen shrugged his shoulders: "Who do you think Sirius is, to catch him with your own hands? Why do you have such unrealistic ideas?"

"Let's not talk about the fact that Sirius himself is a master of concealment. Looking at his record, even if I am sure to defeat him in a duel, I may not be sure to stop him from escaping - how do you want me to catch him?"

Rolling his eyes at Harry, Allen continued to talk nonsense: "Don't mention taking you with me - if I am of any use to your education, then you should know very well that if I take you with me, I may not even be able to beat the little kid.

Sirius."

"I guess Sirius couldn't be happier if you went to catch him - he ran out just to catch you, and you delivered it to your door yourself. Gee, are you doing the home delivery service of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore?"

...

Apparently, the phone call shocked the naughty kid so much that after a long time, Harry finally came back to his senses.

"Am I not going to do anything?"

"Of course - you don't need to do anything, because you have done enough, and all the Death Eaters know that their leader, their master, everything about them, Voldemort died in your hands

, and there is absolutely nothing they can do about you.

Of course, they will curse you, slander you, slander you, even skin and bones you countless times in their dreams while sleeping, and when they release the curse, they will unconsciously imagine that the target is you - but, and

It's useless. When the sun is high in the sky, they will be disappointed or even desperate to find that you are alive and well and not affected at all. Their lungs will explode with anger, but they will still be helpless against you."

Every time Alan said a word, Harry's eyes would light up a little. At the end, a power called hope clearly appeared.

"That is to say - as long as I live well, it will be the biggest blow to them?" Harry was a little in disbelief.

"Of course!" Allen applauded and praised: "Yes, of course, as long as you live well, it will be the biggest blow to them, including Black. (Thinking of the money in his pocket, Allen's conscience ached, but he continued.

All the Death Eaters who go down), after learning that you are living happily without any influence, and working hard to learn magic to improve your strength, they will be extremely panicked in the sewers and prisons, have trouble sleeping and eating, and every minute will be to them.

It’s extremely painful to say the least.”

"Then what if I plan to improve my strength?"

"Additional classes - I don't have to do them during the holidays anyway." Allen didn't care - he wasn't teaching for free anyway.

The deception was successful. Harry's confidence was high at the moment, and he yawned a few times at the wrong time - so after saying a brief farewell, he turned around and followed the prefect who came to accompany him. He hadn't slept well all night and was going back to catch up on his sleep.

.

After all, naughty children are easy to coax - but Allen didn't lie either.

Harry's life is the biggest weapon against Voldemort's prestige and terror. Just look at Wormtail and you will know how miserable these Death Eaters have been without Voldemort, and those Death Eaters who have escaped punishment - tsk tsk, don't they?

Know where Harry is? But no one dares to take action - Malfoy's father gave his children a reminder before entering school that they should have a good relationship with Harry!

Even a mere dementor managed to get in easily, so you know how lax Harry's protection is - but a group of scared cowards didn't dare to do anything as if their spines were broken. Of course.

, this also has something to do with the fact that they didn't dare to guess how tight Dumbledore's protection was.

Besides - how can a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death dare to mess with Potter who defeated the Dark Lord?

Ever since, Allen subconsciously looked at Harry again, feeling that the Death Eaters were indeed hopeless - Harry fell to the ground in a daze...

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Christmas is coming soon.

It’s another good time to receive and unwrap gifts.

It was already about eight o'clock when he got up from the bed alone - Alan yawned and got up from the bed and began to unpack.

His gift has been given away a long time ago, so now is the time to open the gift.

Since he traveled a lot in the past few years, Allen received all kinds of strange gifts - a box full of various precious potions from Africa made him feel a little pain in his head. It was natural when he saw the card.

I found the handwriting of my friend who was a bit of a loser, and sure enough, who else but him would give medicine during the holidays...

Well, this package comes from Japan. It's a brand new windbreaker - judging from the leather, it's dragon skin.

Rich, really rich - Allen couldn't help but have the urge to exchange it for money, but finally resisted, folded it up and put it back.

Candy - who is so unoriginal?

Bad review!

A bottle of high-end mead - ahem, why does it look a bit ominous, and I always feel like there is some shadow on the wine.

A complete set of prank eggs, magic fireworks and other prank props - no need to ask, they belong to the twins!

Well, I don't know what they would think after receiving the invisibility cloak that Allen finally got from the second-hand bookstore owner - of course, it is a time-limited kind, far inferior to Harry's sacred artifact, and...

Just one piece, hope they can squeeze it in!

Huh? What the hell is this big package like?

What kind of international joke are you kidding? How did this package get delivered? Is there no trap? Is someone planning to trick me?

Just as Alan was studying the package carefully, there was a rattling sound from the package.

Then, an angry little girl came out, holding a small packaging box in her hand, which should be her gift.

It's a pity that not only did Allen not get this gift, but his calves suffered damage. Although the clothes were thick, they couldn't bear the fact that Annie was wearing boots today...

"Smelly brother, I sneaked in at six o'clock, prepared the box and got in, but you just woke up now and didn't tell me, and you still haven't opened the package for a long time. I'm so angry!"

Every time he said a word, Allen felt a burst of pain in his calf...(To be continued)