when harry potter met league of legends

Those with wings are not necessarily angels, they may also be bird-men.

Allen thought about this sentence for a long time but still didn't use it as an excuse - after all, this thing was too bad for him.

How about singing a fairy tale?

I would like to become the angel you love in the fairy tale, open my hands and turn into wings to protect you?

Ahem, this trick might be easy to use to deceive other little girls. If you flap your wings a few times to get some fur, it will be even more perfect - it's not a physical thing anyway, it's just because the inheritance is opened too hard at once, and it will be even more perfect.

The people who go to the church are too hardworking. They are just phantoms. They only appear when they fully activate the inheritance of the Judgment Angel. Even if a few hairs are lost, it will still look like this next time.

Well, the shape of an angel, the bright smile, and the feathers of light falling in the wind - if it were a little girl, probably more than 90% of this beautiful scene would not be able to hold it.

However, the problem now is - Hermione is not the kind of nymphomaniac girl in school, she is a real academic master. If it were a different magic system, how would her reaction to seeing an angel at her level be to dissect and extract the blood of an angel?

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Although the inheritance of Hogwarts is not so bloody, and there is no magical trading unit like magic stones in the wizarding world, Hermione is still not a little girl who can be easily coaxed - the domineering title of academic master is not

It can be obtained casually.

But the key point now is not to think about how to explain, but to take care of this little girl who almost vomited bile first - the battlefield is too dangerous, and Allen dare not let her close her eyes, which is tantamount to death.

No matter how strong a child who grew up in a peaceful era is, she will not be able to tolerate it after seeing such a bloody scene. To be honest, she was very brave for not fainting. Allen took out a piece of cotton from the bag,

While using magic to wet and slightly warm it, he created a glass of water, helped Hermione stand up and rinsed her mouth, then carefully used magic to clean the traces on her clothes, and then used the just-processed cotton cloth to clean her.

Wipe the corners of your mouth.

After that, he quickly weaved a straw mat with grass and magic, carefully helped Hermione sit down, and then made hot cocoa and deliberately added more sugar in it.

After finishing all this, he brought the hot drink to a slightly hot temperature, squatted down, handed it over, and asked Hermione to take a sip while asking with concern: "How are you, do you feel better? It's all my fault -

I underestimated the opponent's strength, and I never thought they could lay such a big trap. I accidentally followed their path and was surrounded by so many people."

It was obvious that Hermione was trying to keep herself up - her current state was much worse than that of a person who had suffered from motion sickness for a whole day, but she still managed to show a smile: "It's okay, I'm just a little uncomfortable.

It’s just a matter of getting used to it – just take it slow and you’ll be fine.”

However, what made Allen look embarrassed for a moment was that Hermione suddenly changed the topic:

"Well, okay, what happened just now?"

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Um, how do you explain this?

However, there was no need for him to explain, because Hermione had already given him a supplementary explanation: "Did you gain the power of the Holy Grail just now? And then used the remaining power of the Holy Grail to manifest the form of an angel? I have always thought that since I became a witch,

It’s a lie, but I didn’t expect it to be true—now, would you like to show your wings and let me see?”

This excuse was so bad that Allen himself didn't quite believe it, but obviously Hermione made it up on her own and believed it - because she could see that it was difficult for Allen to talk about it, so she took the initiative to cover it up for Allen.

Allen took a breath and prepared to explain in another way, but there was already an extra finger on his mouth.

"Do you like me?"

"like."

The fingers moved away, and something new was printed on it.

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Ten minutes later, Allen looked at the scene with a grimace as he was surrounded by the curious baby Hermione inspecting the wings - because Hermione was really curious about what the wings were like, and she even pulled out a few feathers for a long time before she stopped.

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Hermione, who was playing with feathers with a proud look on her face, suddenly asked a question.

"Alan, I remember when we came out, we had something to do when we said goodbye to King Arthur, right?"

"Well, in order to get the timer with peace of mind, I said at the time that I was going to get the Holy Grail——"

Allen's answer stopped abruptly.

Here comes the biggest problem - he broke the Holy Grail!

He came out this time to get the Holy Grail, but the Holy Grail suddenly broke. Although helping Merlin get rid of a trouble is considered worthy of the job, the Holy Grail is gone - how to explain this?

Do you want to slap yourself in the face, go out and vow to get the Holy Grail back, only to go back empty-handed?

What kind of international joke are you kidding? Since he said he would take the Holy Grail back, how could he slap himself in the face and return empty-handed?

Allen's mind started working quickly - the Holy Grail was gone anyway, he just brought a random thing back, how could others still say they didn't believe it?

If you don’t believe me, just make a real thing. Anyway, the real Holy Grail is gone and you are the victor. Does anyone have any objections to just making a cup and calling it the Holy Grail?

Allen subconsciously rummaged in his pocket. He remembered that he had a gold cup, maybe he could disguise it - and then he put his hand down the moment he took it out.

The legendary Holy Grail, could it be gold?

The original version is made of stone. Looking at their simple appearance, getting a gold cup or something is simply not persuasive. Who would admit this kind of thing without any artistic accumulation? Magic props, of course, pay attention to their style.

Mysterious and primitive.

Just like gold, silver and other antiques, the state is not strict, but if you try simple bronzeware - whoever messes with it will be killed! And the prices are not comparable, what does this mean, the material

It’s not important, what’s important is the age!

Allen is not a professional at this. The only thing he can deal with is wood. After all, he has a heritage.

Ever since, under the strange look in Hermione's eyes, Allen suddenly began to look around for something, pointing at every tree. If she hadn't been talking so nicely just now, she almost thought Allen was...

Something went wrong.

In her surprised eyes, Allen finally found a tree that he was satisfied with, and pressed his finger on it. Then in Hermione's surprised eyes, this ordinary tree grew rapidly, fell leaves, sprouted again, and then

The leaves began to fall, and after dozens of reincarnations, the entire tree became rotten, leaving only a piece of wood as thick as an arm.

"What's this?"

"Oh, this - it's wood spawned by magic. It's about a hundred years old now. Of course, this requires a magic to stabilize it." Allen answered while fiddling with it and turning his head.

This is the first time he has done this. After all, ordinary wood is not valuable in the magic world, and this kind of wood cannot be preserved without releasing magic. Therefore, making a wand or something is quite unreliable.

Looks like goods.

As his fingers moved, shavings quickly fell from the entire piece of wood, forming the shape of an extremely rough goblet. The ugly Allen couldn't bear to look at it - if he didn't dislike the trouble, he would definitely have to rework it again.

of.

"Well, it's almost done. Just wait until I release some reinforcement magic and change the time and appearance." Allen said while making the cup more pleasing to the eye. The brand-new cup soon became like a used one.

Just like an old cup.

"But, Ellen, why did you make such a - uh, unique cup?" Hermione was confused in the middle of the sentence. Ellen can guarantee that she suppressed the word "ugly" and the laughter.

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You don’t know how to appreciate art at all! Allen rolled his eyes and complained in his heart, and then added the last strengthening magic he knew to the cup.

Then, he mobilized the holy flame on his body and poured in the unabsorbed part of the system - it would dissipate sooner or later anyway, so it was better to use the waste.

However, to his surprise, the holy flame burning in the cup was not the almost golden holy flame on his body, but a white flame mixed with a hint of light blue, and it was no longer a rootless tree, but

Spontaneously absorbing power from the air - this means that the thing he made is no longer just a fake, but a real magic prop.

???

Allen was stunned for a moment - when had he been able to make props of this level just by messing around?

Are you kidding? He has this ability and he still cheats. Bah, how can he make money? Just make magic props and sell them well. Anyway, if these things are exchanged for galleons, many families treat them as worthless galleons. This

Doesn’t it mean that the plan to make a fortune is already in place from now on?

Ecstasy appeared on his face, but he still suppressed the joy patiently and began to examine this rough "Holy Grail".

After a moment of inspection, he felt sad - his excitement was in vain just now.

Anyone can copy this thing as long as they have wood - because it is not something Allen made himself, but the remains of the Holy Grail.

To be precise, it is the result of the Holy Grail being destroyed by the system and the remaining power injected into the wooden cup. Due to the damage, most of the power has been lost. In other words, this is entirely the work of the Holy Grail.

It has nothing to do with Allen.

If he follows the steps again, what he will produce will definitely not be a magic item, but something that can be fooled for a while.

Looking at the magic props in his hands, Allen felt his heart bleed. If he hadn't been embarrassed to take other people's things this time, he would never have given away the magic props he had made with his own hands - he didn't feel sorry for the money, but for the money.

Care about your own hard work, do you understand your hard work?

But such generous behavior was still despised by Hermione.

After Allen worked on it for a long time and finally produced a finished product, she curiously asked what it was.

Allen took a breath and said with confidence: "Holy Grail!"

"Is it the Holy Grail?" Hermione was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't hold back her smile - for her who had seen the original exquisite Holy Grail, how could such a rough handmade thing be regarded as the Holy Grail?

Although it is indeed ugly, which side are you from?

Allen rolled his eyes and stopped explaining - art! Do you understand? This is original art!

Allen, who had no choice but to hold Hermione, could only look at the girl's smiling face angrily, put away the ugly and artistic Holy Grail, shook his head and began to teleport towards the camp where he came from - although the Holy Grail was nothing

It's just fresh out of the oven, but isn't it the Holy Grail?

Returning to the camp, Allen began to look at his previous arrangement - it was very good, there were no problems.

After all, he had calculated everything. He had only been out for one day. He went out early in the morning and came back with the Holy Grail in the evening. It was amazing how fast he was!

After casually leaving the tent, Allen was ready to find the real owner - after he handed the Holy Grail to Arturia, the matter was almost over. When the other party went back to show it, he could go to Merlin's laboratory to see it.

Then he can go back. He doesn't have much seasoning. He won't be able to replenish it if he waits for some more seasoning.

After all, he is a wizard, not a druid - and even a druid can't solve all the seasoning problems!

However, to his surprise, when he went out to find someone, he found Arturia silently circling nearby.

Well, it’s difficult for a caring child.

Knowing that he was going out to find the Holy Grail, even though he couldn't go out with him, he still kept thinking about him. I couldn't praise such a good boy any more - so Alan thought.

It's a pity that he was happy too early, because when he passed by, the little girl who had removed all disguises ran over happily, with an expression of indescribable expectation.

"Teacher, is dinner ready?"

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Sorry for disturbing you.

Allen turned around and left - where is the warm-hearted apprentice I promised you, where are the rebel forces? I want to surrender to the enemy!

Of course, I was joking, because Allen did see concern, but the little girl was obviously used to asking this question before - but this habit must not be broken!

"I'm sorry, Arturia, because we came back a little late, so we had already eaten our dinner before we came back. You can prepare your own food."

Allen even saw a trace of stupid hair falling down...

"The good news is that the Holy Grail has been obtained. Now come to my tent and I will give the Holy Grail to you - I think it should be able to stabilize well this time." Allen looked at him nonchalantly.

The frustrated little girl felt no guilt at all.

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Ten minutes later, in Allen's tent, the box that was originally intended to be exquisite but was almost unshared was opened, and the artwork was taken out.

Allen got a confused look...

"Teacher - is this the Holy Grail?"

He smiled sheepishly: "Ahem, the real Holy Grail has been destroyed - I was too careless when fighting, so the real Holy Grail no longer exists, so I made a similar one.

However, part of the power of the Holy Grail is still injected into it, so there is no problem in deceiving people, because no one can produce the real Holy Grail."

He paused: "I said this is the Holy Grail. This is the Holy Grail. If anyone doubts it, ask him to bring out the real thing or come over and fight me - I promise to beat him until he admits it!"

"Well, the teacher is right, beat him until he admits it!"

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Isn’t it a bit of a bad boy? (To be continued)