when harry potter met league of legends

There were only three things to do, even if the other party was a guest from far away, Allen couldn't bear it anymore.

Hey! You girl from Durmstrang, if I don’t teach you some principles of life today, you don’t know why the Slytherin guys are so obedient in front of me, right?

However, before educating the other party, he wanted to see who gave this guy the courage to dare to steal his things so blatantly - Liang Jingru?

Allen turned his head angrily, ready to see what this person meant. If that didn't work, he wouldn't mind giving him some warm hospitality or something like that - anyway, he had quite a lot of knowledge about his hidden interpretation.

Plenty of confidence.

At this moment, he has quite a lot of confidence - it's not that he wants to cause trouble, but that someone comes looking for trouble.

If that's the case, don't blame him for not being rude in return.

As for the intensity of the punishment, it depends on the situation - although the other party is naive enough to use trivial means like grabbing food to disgust him, he really doesn't hold grudges and prefers to retaliate on the spot.

Well, blood-red wizard robes—Durmstrang’s school uniform.

A light blue woolen sweater showed some edges, and above the clothes, the girl who had just snatched his food had cold eyes and a sullen face. Her long golden hair, which had just been released from the cloak, was slightly smoothed and put down.

Behind him, the look in his eyes gave Allen a very strange feeling.

Allen had never seen this feeling before, but it seemed super familiar - for a moment, he even forgot to find someone to settle the score with, and began to think about this feeling.

Well, yes, this look is like the look of someone who owes money and refuses to pay it back!

Allen had a moment of epiphany—and then a fit of rage.

You've gone too far! You stole my meal and you have the nerve to say I owe you money?

But that's wrong - the familiarity in the eyes is not the feeling of owing money at all. Well, it seems like the feeling of looking at oneself in the mirror?

As soon as this year appeared, it expanded crazily, and Allen couldn't help but connect it with the previous scenes - his inexplicable and wonderful feeling should be like this, and the other party's certain temperament felt very similar to his own.

This discovery made him even more angry - what do you mean?

However, just when Allen was about to teach the other party a lesson, something strange happened - as a hand waved in front of his eyes, half a cut potato was placed on his plate...

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This scene shocked Allen. However, the other party did it without any hesitation, as if he had done it many times before.

Allen was a little stunned - it seemed that this scene was very familiar to him.

But at that time, it seemed that he was the one who did it - there was never enough food, especially when there was a group of young men who were about to come back to grab something to eat after hanging out on the street all day.

Therefore, Allen, who was imprisoned for fighting and had a sister secretly deliver food and water, always liked to divide the food into two portions when he grabbed the food - but it was still not enough. Therefore, when conditions allowed, Allen played a little trick

The tricks sent people away - after all, whether it is food or medical education outside, it is far better than staying here.

Later, the worst guys came of age and were kicked out, and Allen almost became the one with the biggest fists - but he still didn't have much use.

Later, he came to Hogwarts - so he tentatively called:

"Windsor?"

Although the features of the little girl who secretly brought him water and food with little bubbles could not be found on her face, Allen was already 70-80% certain of this person's identity. She should be right——

It's normal for her to change her name after being adopted. Although Ellen was a little surprised that she became Durmstrang's wizard, it's not a big deal.

As the name was called out, a hint of joy appeared in the other person's eyes - but this joy was quickly wiped away and turned into an expression of disgust.

Allen was scared this time - after so many years, people recognized him but he didn't recognize them. This couldn't be justified, so he could only find a way to get through it.

That's right, it's strange that I don't dislike him - I've been sitting here for so long, but I still don't notice it at all. Who else wouldn't be angry?

Allen smiled awkwardly and began to work in his hands. He picked up a piece of steak from the dining table and handed it over, with a smile on his face: "Oh, after so many years, Little Windsor has become so beautiful now. I can't help it all of a sudden."

Recognize it, don't be angry, be good, eat first, you must be hungry after traveling for so long, right?"

What can he do?

He was also very desperate - the yellow-haired girl back then suddenly became like this and turned into a wizard. Who would dare to believe it!

As for sending this girl away, he had a clear conscience - given the circumstances at that time, if he got seriously ill or something, according to his ability at the time, he could not do anything but watch the little girl die of illness, and before putting this girl away

Before sending the girl away, he also carefully investigated the identity of the adopter and made sure that the girl could be treated well before sending her away with confidence. That was the best he could do.

However, having said that, he was still a little timid - especially since he hadn't recognized anyone today, which made him feel even more guilty.

The steak was taken over, and then Alan couldn't see a smile.

Another half potato was placed on his plate, and then another.

One after another, the plate of baked potatoes on the table was forked clean, and then they all appeared on Alan's plate.

Several people nearby were dumbfounded. However, after being glanced at by Windsor, they all chose to surrender in her cold eyes and turned their heads away, as if I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything, so

I don't know anything.

Yes, eat it!

Allen looked at the several new foreign dishes on the table due to the arrival of guests, and then looked at the potatoes on his plate. Although he felt infinitely aggrieved, he still ate it with a smile on his face - not just potatoes.

Well, eat!

Tragic - extremely tragic.

With a table full of meat, Allen filled his stomach with potatoes without daring to show any unhappy expression on his face.

Fortunately, after finishing the plate of potatoes, Allen did not receive any other abuse. Although Windsor still looked at him with a disgusted face, at least it was not so cold anymore - he was also very puzzled, wasn't it just once?

Didn't you recognize it? Why is this girl so angry?

Just when he was trying to communicate, there was a slight commotion among the students - it was from the Gryffindor side.

While everyone turned their heads to see what was going on, Allen quickly put a piece of red sausage into his mouth - he swore that this was the first time he liked eating this thing so much.

Then, while Allen swallowed the red sausage, he followed the others and looked over there - the source of the commotion was very obvious, it was a enchantress.

To be more precise, it's a wizard with the blood of a enchantress - then there's not much to see, but other people are definitely curious.

Taking advantage of their curiosity, Allen killed two small pieces of beef and a small piece of pudding, and then looked at his little sister who had not seen him for many years with a normal expression - at this moment, she just turned her head and looked at Allen.

One glance, and then a look of disgust.

Hey, girl, if you weren't so narrow-minded, I wouldn't have been able to do anything back then!

Unfortunately, it was of no use - because Allen would never dare to say this.

"A very pretty girl - isn't she?"

A thoughtless remark was thrown out. Although he did not look at Allen, there was no doubt that it was said towards Allen.

"I don't feel it, it's just normal." Allen told the truth, and his mood finally calmed down - it was good to be able to communicate, but he didn't know how to communicate no matter how tense he was.

"Very average?" Allen heard the voice rising a few degrees.

"Then, brother, why did you bring her in after you sent me away? You also took her to live with her, go to school together, and take her out to play during the holidays?" Still didn't look up, but his words were meaningless.

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Allen was stunned for a moment - he didn't know Fu Rong. Although he had heard her name for a long time, to be honest, this was his first time seeing this girl.

etc!

Allen suddenly understood - what Windsor was talking about was not Fleur at all, and what she was looking at was not Fleur, but Anne!

...

This, this, this, how to explain this!

"She went to the yard the next year after I left, didn't she? You told the dean that this was the little girl you picked up, and then you took her with you every day, but I didn't even get a letter, right?

"

How do you deliver letters? How can you fit in if you deliver letters every day? Moreover, Allen never thought that Windsor has the talent of a wizard. If she can't bring her closer to the wizarding world, what's the point of disturbing her normal life?

of?

"Listen to my explanation, actually I really don't know -"

Just when Allen was trying to explain things more smoothly, the plates on the table were already cleared.

Dumbledore's voice suddenly rang out, covering the entire restaurant.

"The moment has finally arrived, and the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. I want to explain a few words first, and then bring the box in-"

Under normal circumstances, Allen would naturally listen with all his attention, but at this moment he couldn't care less - compared with those rules, it was obviously more important to comfort the angry girl in front of him.

"——I want to explain our activity procedures for this school year. But first, please allow me to introduce two guests, because there are still people who don't know them. This is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic——"

Dumbledore's voice rang above, and Allen began to make up the origin of Anne - the version that the African friend had imagined.

Unfortunately, it was of no use, because the disgusted eyes kept staring at him without any intention of relief, but what could Allen do - could he still turn his back?

"Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly over the past few months to arrange the Triwizard Tournament," Dumbledore continued. "They will be working with me, Professor Karkaroff and Mark

Together with Mrs. Sim, we formed a panel of judges to judge the efforts of the warriors."

Dumbledore's introduction was not affected at all by what he said below. Taking advantage of his introduction, Allen's expression became more sincere: "Really, silly girl, you also know the situation at that time, I really didn't

The solution - it's better to go out than stay in the orphanage. Whether it's education or anything else, the conditions in the orphanage are really bad."

"But why don't you come to me later?"

"I think you've already gone out from there, it's best not to be affected by it-"

This explanation was not recognized - because of this, Windsor always believed that Allen was not prepared to take care of her. Otherwise, how could she explain that Anne, who Allen took care of every day, appeared later.

While he was talking quietly, there was a huge commotion in the whole place, which temporarily interrupted the communication between the two people, causing them to look towards the place that caused the commotion.

The person who caused the agitation was Mr. Filch. He was standing next to Dumbledore, holding a large wooden box inlaid with jewels in his hand, waiting for Dumbledore's next order.

"The specific events for this year's Warriors competition have been carefully reviewed by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman," said Dumbledore as Filch carefully placed the box on the table in front of him. "They

Many necessary arrangements were made for each project. There are five projects in total, which are carried out at different times throughout the school year. They will test the warriors in many different aspects, testing their talents in magic, their courage and their

reasoning skills, and their ability to overcome danger."

Allen didn't hear those words at all. He was nervously organizing his words at the moment, trying to convince this sister he hadn't seen for many years - this was very difficult, because she firmly insisted on Allen's idea of ​​abandoning her.

However, just as he was trying to persuade again, a loud exclamation interrupted his train of thought - Dumbledore pulled out his wand and tapped three times on the lid of the small box. Following an inconspicuous sound,

The red light lit up, and the lid of the box slowly opened with a creaking sound.

As Dumbledore put his hand in, a large, roughly carved wooden goblet appeared in front of everyone. The cup itself was unremarkable at all, but it was filled with beating blue-white flames.

Jumping in front of everyone, attracting everyone's attention.

However, at this moment, Allen's inner plan to persuade the silly girl was completely destroyed by this wave of impact, and countless alpacas began to run freely in his heart.

This cup looks very familiar.

To be precise, even Allen is very familiar with the way it is made - because this broken cup was completely made by him.

He subconsciously looked towards Gryffindor - at this moment, Hermione's face was not filled with admiration like the others, but rather confused, with some curiosity mixed in with the confusion.

"elder brother?"

A soft cry sounded in his ears, Allen turned his head and found a dissatisfied face.

It's over - Allen suddenly had an unfortunate premonition.

This premonition came true - because of his distraction, Windsor no longer listened to his explanation at all. (To be continued)