when harry potter met league of legends

On the way, Allen finally learned the origin of the word beast tide.

Originally, he thought that the so-called beast tide was just a word that was forcibly coined by Uagadou Magic Academy to describe the large number of species. Its exaggeration was probably similar to the poem sung by Master Shixian, "Flying down three thousand feet, it seems like the Milky Way."

Falling into the Nine Heavens" and the like.

However, he now realized that this was not an exaggeration at all, but a reality - when they stepped into the unfamiliar wilderness as the starting team, the animals they stirred up scattered in all directions, just like a wave.

In his previous life, he had seen such a scene during the Great Migration of Mammals in the animal world. At that time, the endless herds of zebras and antelopes crossed the African savannah like the wind, leaving him with long-lasting flying dust.

A very deep impression.

Now, in front of his eyes, this scene reappeared, but unlike animals that migrate for water and food, the magical creatures in front of him were only disturbed by the magic of their group - just like fire is remembered by creatures, the wizard

Their cleaning activities are also engraved in their minds as memories like a fire.

"Huo Huo, look, there are too many magical creatures accumulated over the years - No, look, there are so many foxes and rabbits over there!" Di Pan pointed at the fleeing magical creatures and said to Allen and the others.

It was a kind of gray rabbit with a big fluffy tail, which was very inconspicuous among the many escaping creatures - which made the game Alan was trying to play connect a lot more difficult - I really don't blame him, there are all kinds of animals.

His first reaction to the magical creatures was that he seemed to be looking at the pictures in succession...

"It's a pity that there is a beast wave now. I originally planned to give you a cloak made of fox and rabbit tails when you leave. Flying in it is simply the best experience. It is enough to reduce our weight by one-third.

! What’s annoying is that this thing is strictly forbidden to be used in competitions - it’s a waste!” The female golfer named Emma also had a look of regret on her face, spreading her hands and saying.

Everyone who heard this nodded in unison - as a Quidditch player, they all have one of the most basic character traits - flying madness! It is simply a crime not to be able to use such props that can increase flight speed!

However, it is inviolable to not use any materials in the beast tide - they can only eat a little for a few days at most, but once the hunting is over, even a small piece of dried meat cannot be taken out.

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The first day of the trip was quite enjoyable. Although the scenery was not amazing and could even be considered monotonous, the group was still in high spirits.

This is all thanks to our narrator, Comrade Dupin, who can be seen attending the Care of Magical Creatures class - well, if they have one, and Alan secretly thinks it should be the Control of Magical Creatures class - very well.

solid.

This humanoid Pokmon Illustrated Book can perfectly tell the habits and uses of each creature when meeting magical creatures, which astonishes everyone at Hogwarts - no way, most of their understanding of magical creatures stops at books.

The picture above, and the professor who can bring magical creatures is still working as a gamekeeper at Hogwarts. Incidentally, it is worth mentioning that this professor has the same problem as the dedicated Professor Binns——

It's like dumplings are boiling in the teapot, and there's something stuck in it that won't come out.

With the tireless efforts of the narrator Jun Dipan, the students at Hogwarts were finally able to connect the pictures with the creatures they saw. Therefore, in the evening, the biggest gain today was-Ellen

and another Hufflepuff provided a delicious meal for everyone that day.

What, the two are not related?

Don't make trouble, who told you it doesn't matter!

As the famous gourmet magician Hufflepuff, she left many treasures in the lounge of her home college waiting for future generations to discover-that is, the recipes of gourmet magic she has studied all her life, and the hard-working Hufflepuff

They are also the perfect successors to Hufflepuff's will, and with the strong supply of the school kitchen and the support of the house elves, they maintain the beautiful and fine tradition of holding a gourmet party every weekend.

On some of the recipes, Hufflepuff left a diary of his own travels in Africa - half of the book contains detailed records of African gourmet ingredients and the most suitable cooking methods.

However, it is a pity that these pearls have been gathering dust due to years of non-communication and one-sidedness of campus ingredients.

However, just today, the thousands-year-old recipes from Hogwarts and the raw materials from the African continent met again, and the most brilliant sparks bloomed in an instant.

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Di Pan touched his greasy mouth. After snapping his fingers, his hands and the corners of his mouth became clean instantly. He stood up, touched his belly, and said in a reluctant tone: "It's so delicious, but it's a pity it's gone."

In response, Alan and another Hufflepuff named Brent could only laugh. They made about twenty people's portions - and Dipan himself ate three portions!

"There's not enough seasoning. If you don't want to eat tasteless food, I don't mind making more." Brent said angrily.

Dupin smiled and said nothing.

After a meal and some teasing, Allen, Brent, and Dupin got into the tent, and the other people drew lots to decide who would be the vigil. As chefs and tour guides (?), the three of them were exempted from the task of vigil.

One task.

The night was quiet and speechless.

It's a sunny day again, which is good news - heavy rains in Africa can really kill people. Although Allen and the others are not afraid of this, muddy roads during heavy rains are definitely not a good experience.

Valor floated down from the roof of the tent and howled dissatisfiedly into Allen's ears - it had been watching all night yesterday.

Allen handed Valor a piece of the remaining fox and rabbit meat from last night. After eating it, he neatly adjusted his feathers and fell asleep standing on Allen's shoulder.

"A very spiritual little guy! Allen, how did you get him?" asked the man who was keeping vigil yesterday.

Before Allen could answer, he continued talking to himself.

"Yesterday I kept watch for half the night, and this little guy was always standing on the tree over there." - He pointed to the big tree against which the camp was leaning - "Occasionally he would fly out for a spin, but it would always be around the camp.

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"Look at my Pippi again." He pulled open the outermost burqa, and a bat hung upside down on it, sleeping soundly. "It was very noisy last night, and when delivering letters, I would eat something halfway from time to time - it's really annoying."

However, Allen didn't see a trace of impatience leaking from him, and he was obviously not that dissatisfied with his pet. - Scheming bitch, this is a compliment.

So Allen gave a few words of praise without restraint, and ended the conversation in high spirits.

The sun is just right, let’s go!