when harry potter met league of legends

To be honest, Allen thinks the current painting style is quite disharmonious.

As for magic, it is a style that matches the sword, but using magic to dig mines and then relying on magic to evade sentries and so on - this is a bit annoying.

The style of painting is different, so I’m sorry!

Of course, this was obviously not what Allen and the others said - in fact, using magic is the real act of bullying.

A group of yawning guys with no military qualities who were guarding outside were easily put down without any effort at all. Once the cordon was clear, no matter whether it was an open sentry or a hidden post, they were easily released.

Being knocked down by a group of well-trained Aurors was as easy as drinking water - Allen even felt as if he was being taken through a dungeon. His teammates were too strong and his opponents were too weak.

There's nothing hard to chew on.

Compared to other whistleblowers, it is not too easy for a wizard to attack a gang of gangsters.

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Louis is a dark wizard - or calls himself one.

After all, among the orthodox dark wizards, people like him are definitely not ranked - or in other words, people like him are not even worthy of being on the wizarding discrimination chain.

Of course, he wouldn't think so - in Lewis's own opinion, what he does is not substantially different from that of traditional dark wizards. He is the perfect successor to the great profession of dark wizards.

Couldn't he, Louis, be a great dark wizard like the British Mystery Man?

His name was obviously gradually replaced by the great title of Blood Scorpion among those Muggles, and there were not a few Muggles who died at his hands - apart from the fact that he was not strong enough for the time being, what was wrong with him?

Like a dark wizard?

Is it his fault that he has no money?

He is a pure-blooded wizard, but his ancestors were a bit poor. He has sold all the valuable things in his family. Do you blame him?

Why was he, the same potato in the wizarding world, confiscated by the damn Wizarding Administration, then sent to a wizarding prison for a year, and whipped several times in public?

After he was released from prison, he resolutely devoted himself to the dark wizard industry - using living people for experiments to make inferi is a traditional project, so why is it not a black wizard if he sells illegal drugs to kill people slowly and even steals money?

wizard!

Although he was not strong enough, Louis still made up for it by creating many things that those ignorant traditional people did not understand - he even conducted dangerous alchemy experiments on himself to make up for his lack of strength.

The only regret was that it was too expensive to conduct experiments, and sometimes he had to use other methods to get around it.

This made him hate the Ministry of Magic even more. Why, even though he couldn't afford the lovely Galleons, wasn't the brilliant gold money?

It's a pity - it's not true. Even if those greedy goblins drooled at the sight of gold, they still refused to break the rules of Gringotts.

Fortunately, he has recently set up a line - although a large amount of gold can only be exchanged for a few Galleons, it still successfully established his highest status among all wizards - although the Galleons

It's not even full of two hands, but for him, it's enough.

Having Galleons means researching materials - gold cannot buy banned potions, but Galleons can, and how could a dark wizard not do research?

Unfortunately, his enjoyable research today had to come to an end temporarily.

Because a group of little rats sneaked in and killed the ignorant guys who were trying to make money for him - this was simply a provocation to him.

If the people who came in were government troops or something, they could explain it, but judging from the other party's itinerary, they were undoubtedly coming for him - he had been running this land for a long time, and a large number of defensive spells were used by him.

and other wizards were arranged on every inch of the interior.

Therefore, he decided to give the other person a dessert first - for example, some strange gadgets made by him?

——

With a clicking sound, the place where Allen and the others were moving was dented with a sudden explosion, causing everyone present to quickly release spells, and the ground under their feet was quickly cursed.

Reinforcement, a circle of protection was formed around them, and in front of them, a huge mud pool appeared on the land where the depression first came - the stones that had not yet sunk were quickly swallowed up in the turbid yellow mud.

, flying mud dots splashed out, reaching everyone with a gurgling sound.

"Damn it, those guys hid the explosives too deep, and the quantity was insufficient, so there was no way to detect them!"

The Auror in charge of the investigation couldn't help but complain casually, explaining why he didn't discover the trap.

Just as he was speaking, some small vortices appeared in the sticky mud. Although there was countless mud hanging on it, everyone present quickly identified what it was.

That's a human arm.

As more defensive spells were reinforced, more parts of the arm emerged from the mud, lifeless, with dull eyes, muddy water dripping from the worn clothes, and the stiff arm hooked the stone above.

He slowly pulled himself out of the mire and climbed up.

It's the Inferi—hundreds of them packed tightly together.

Previously, they were buried under the courtyard. After the passage above was blown open, they smelled the intruder's breath and began to move, preparing to drag Allen and the others down and become their companions.

"It's okay - it's just the Inferi, a common thing in black magic, but I swear, I will make that guy regret coming to this world." The Auror who was responsible for exploring the path obviously recognized these disgusting guys.

, he said fiercely while waving his wand.

As the wand fell, a large burning flame spurted out from his wand - it was common sense that Yin corpses were afraid of fire.

"stop!"

Three completely different voices sounded at the same time, and the three spells began to intercept the flame, but it was too late - the spell caster also tried to stop, but he was still slower, and the flame had already touched the front

's inferi.

A silver shield was summoned by Moody to block the front, followed by a light blue water curtain from Mr. Auror, and Allen set up a transparent wind wall behind - after all this was completed,

A huge explosion sounded from the place where the flames came into contact, then another one, and then the dense explosion sound was like hail in summer.

Countless smoke, dirt and gravel were brought up and scattered around, and where the mud pool was originally, there was only a black pit that was constantly smoking - this was the only thing left by the Inferi.

Traces of. (To be continued)