when harry potter met league of legends

It was a big accident right now - although it was common sense that there would be four contestants in the Triwizard Tournament, the fact that there were four contestants turned into five was quite beyond everyone's expectations.

After all, if you sit in the Internet cafe for five consecutive times, you will lose every afternoon - well, the magic world does not pay attention to this.

To be honest, if others don't express any opinions on this, Allen firmly believes that Dumbledore will not express any objection to having one more contestant in his team - it doesn't cost any money anyway, just one more, and it can be done

Did it mess up the game?

But it was obvious that the competition was not Dumbledore's word. Harry's sudden appearance was not so wonderful at the moment. Allen even suspected that Dumbledore was startled when Harry's name appeared.

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However, in the end, Harry was called up with a confused look on his face - even though he stumbled as if he had been hit by a bad Imperius Curse, he still managed to walk to the staff table and stood in front of Alan.

around.

"Okay... go to that door, you two together." Dumbledore said, there was no smile on his face - he was tired...

The whole audience was still dumbfounded, completely unable to react to this trick - to be honest, Harry had quietly made big news, even though he was also kept in the dark.

That one, but it still didn't affect him at all and left a deep impression on all the students present.

"Alan, I don't, I don't know who put my name in -" Harry followed closely behind Alan and quickly explained in a low voice.

"Why are you being cowardly? Don't say you didn't do it. Even if you did it, it's something to be proud of. What's there to be afraid of?" Allen turned his head and raised his eyebrows, with a slightly joking expression on his face.

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"No, Alan, believe me, I really didn't-" Harry obviously didn't understand and was still explaining.

This unlucky kid - what's there to be afraid of? You've been taught for so long in vain?

Allen rolled his eyes at him angrily, without any pause: "Why are you panicking? Don't say you didn't do it. Even if you did it, it was completely in line with the rules. The principal is the one who should be blamed.

They have nothing to lose even if they are disqualified. The Weasley brothers have already crossed the line twice, so nothing will happen to them?"

"Besides, if you really can't accept it, you abstain during the game. It's not your fault. Why should you take the blame? Breaking through Dumbledore's age line is already something to be proud of, isn't it? - Besides, does it affect anything if you give up? Anyway, this is

We will definitely win this time, and the people inside can’t beat me.”

Allen's calm tone obviously gave Harry a lot of confidence - after all, as Allen said, it's great to give up, there is nothing to lose.

Anyway, Harry considered that Allen randomly abused him with one hand during tutoring, which had already dispelled his confidence in winning the championship. After all, if Allen couldn't solve it, Harry himself wouldn't have much confidence.

The worst he could do was to be disqualified. Even if everyone thought he was the one who put it in, he would at most be considered to have cracked Dumbledore's protection, but there's no shame in that - so many people who are not old enough tried it.

Even though I did it, no one was criticized!

Thinking of this, Harry's originally confused eyes suddenly became firm, just like what Allen said, just give up if you're great, what's the big deal?

In a good mood, his steps lost their previous heaviness, and he began to follow Allen towards the house over there.

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When Allen and others opened the door, the three people inside were obviously waiting in a hurry - the commotion outside was sometimes lively and then calm, which made everyone present become gossipy.

Bruce, a classmate from Castrobusher, was the first to extend a welcoming hand to Allen. As a member of the group who ate at the Hufflepuff table all day long, he knew Allen: "Oh—

-Alan, you guys have been doing it for too long, it seems they guessed right." As he walked forward, Harry came into his eyes, so he scratched his head: "Well, this is

——You still have followers for your own people during Hogwarts games?"

Follower? Who told you that this is the second warrior of Hogwarts!

However, just when Allen was about to teach this guy a good lesson, he noticed that Bruce's eyes were shining brightly, and he began to search nervously on his body - before Allen could say anything, a piece of parchment and a quill appeared.

It was taken out of his pocket.

"Oh my god, it's Harry Potter!" Classmate Bruce looked excited and handed Harry the paper and pen like a star-struck fan: "Oh my god, when our principal came, he said that although Harry Potter is in this school,

We are not allowed to come and disturb him at will - you don't know how much we admire his wonderful performance in the World Cup, it was so handsome!"

"Excuse me, classmate Harry, can you sign this sculpture?" He took out a statue of Harry holding the Snitch in his right hand from his pocket, and complained to Allen: "Oh my god, you guys, you guys are so stupid.

Do you know what Gwartz is doing, actually asking Harry Potter to do this kind of work? This is a naked waste, you know? Do you know how exciting it was when Harry defeated Krum?"

Because he spoke too fast, Allen was unable to keep up with his pace and insert even a single sentence in the end - let alone the others, who looked at this fellow Bruce student in complete confusion.

Perform a personal performance show.

Harry wanted to interrupt several times, but was firmly held down - in Bruce's words, he was seeking fairness for Harry, a highly skilled Quidditch player, and it was completely from the heart.

Harry didn't have to make any excuses.

In short, this is a stupid fan - today he met Harry who was "unfairly treated" and started to drink water.

Funny's fighting power is obviously unlimited when he is sick. When others can't get in the conversation at all, Allen can only wait for someone to come over and seal this talkative mouth - if the game hasn't started yet

, if he sent a warrior to the hospital, it would really make people wonder if there was something shady about the Hogwarts game.

However - to Allen's expectation, the reinforcements arrived extremely late.

It took a long time before Ludo Bagman, the chairman of the competition, entered the room - he had a weird smile on his face, but his voice and tone sounded extremely sincere.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, please give me the raw materials, we have kept you waiting for a long time -" he raised his voice a notch: "I believe you already know what bizarre things happened before."

He looked at everyone confidently, but what he received was several confused looks, so he turned to look at Allen.

"Classmate Allen, haven't you explained it clearly to them after so long?"

Allen shook his head. He couldn't even get a word in. How could he explain Peeves?

The Sports Minister's face suddenly looked like something was blocking his throat, but he soon calmed down: "Okay - it's okay, it's the same now."

He took a few steps forward and held Harry's arm with excitement on his face, as if grabbing a bag of gold galleons: "Please allow me to introduce - even though it seems incredible - this is the Triwizard Tournament.

The fifth warrior of the game!"

The atmosphere of the whole place changed instantly - after all, Harry had been recognized as a follower just now, and classmate Bruce had been condemning him for half a day because of the unfair treatment Harry received, but with a snap, Harry became a warrior.

Already?

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Harry, who gave an extremely embarrassed smile - he was also very desperate. He thought he would be eliminated and just shouted "Come on", but did this mean that he would be a warrior?

Silence, silence, and finally someone broke the silence: "Oh, that's a funny joke, Mr. Bagman."

"A joke?" Bagman repeated, a little confused, "No, no, absolutely not! Harry's name just came out of the Goblet of Fire!"

"But this is obviously a mistake. He can't compete. He is too young."

"Yeah... it's really surprising," Bagman rubbed his chin and looked down at Harry with a smile, "But you also know that the age limit was only implemented this year as an additional security measure. Since his name

If it squirted out of the goblet, then it cannot be changed - I mean, now that the selection has reached this stage, there is no room for escape. Harry is already destined to be a warrior. The rules are very clear,

You must comply, so Harry will do his best—"

The door behind them was pushed open again, and a large group of people came in: Professor Dumbledore, followed closely by Mr. Crouch, Professor Karkaroff, Mrs. Maxim, Mr. Jock, and Vice Principal Mike

Professor Ge.

"Madame Maxime!" Fleur said immediately, striding towards her principal, "They said this little boy also wants to participate in the competition!"

Well, it depends on how Dumbledore handles this matter - after all, Hogwarts broke the rules first.

However, to Allen's surprise, he did not see any angry expression on Mrs. Maxim's face. On the contrary - the professors present were kind, and everyone had a look of "I earned it" on their faces.

Angry expression.

What the hell, did Dumbledore use the Imperius Curse or something to attack the guests?

Soon, his doubts were answered.

Mrs. Maxim's face was full of smiles: "Of course, child, what they told you is not wrong - Harry is the second warrior of Hogwarts, and we have already discussed this issue with Mr. Dumbledore

We had friendly discussions and resolved the issue.

As Mrs. Maxim finished speaking, the three figures behind her were revealed - three more students from different schools.

"Yes, as you can see, after deliberation, we decided to select a warrior for each other school - this took us a lot of time, but it was necessary, after all, the competition is a

It’s a very fair and equitable thing.”

Allen instantly understood why those professors looked as if they had earned it.

It's very simple. Although it is fair and just, no one present, including Harry himself, thinks that Harry can win the championship. This means that there are one fewer contestants in Hogwarts than them in the real sense.

Bit - tsk tsk, good at calculating, good at calculating.

But, what's the difference?

Aren’t they all here to deliver?

Allen glanced at his principal, but didn't get any response. Instead, Professor McGonagall gave him an encouraging look - obviously, the professor didn't think highly of Harry, but he did have some confidence in Allen.

"Why?" Fleur Delacour couldn't help but ask, while stamping her feet, "Just because there was a problem with his registration, three new warriors were selected? He has a chance to participate in the competition, right? Then

Why should we be responsible for his mistakes? For weeks we have hoped that we would be chosen! Bring glory to our school! And a thousand galleons in prize money - an opportunity that many people only dream of!"

Fleur was right - the new warriors were a good thing for the school, but not necessarily for them personally.

This not only means that he has received less honors, but also means that there is a deviation in the support within the school - obviously, giving resources to two people and giving them to one person are completely different concepts.

But her protest had no effect, because the addition of new warriors would be an advantage for the school, and Mrs. Maxim was very strict about the school's rules - when she entered, all other students had to

She had to get up and couldn't sit down until she sat down again.

The addition of three more warriors is obviously a definite fact - the kind that no one can stop.

"Okay, you guys, let's get acquainted, Alan and Harry, come out, I have something to ask you." Dumbledore spoke up, and he directly took Alan and Harry not far away.

an empty classroom.

"Just here - today is indeed an unforgettable night. The expressions on Mrs. Maxim's and others' faces when they heard that we were going to create two warriors were simply unforgettable, but in the end we settled the problem amicably.

It's over." Dumbledore said to himself, and then suddenly looked at Allen.

"Okay, Allen, is it you?"

Well, Allen was stunned for a moment, then realized what Dumbledore said, and quickly shook his head: "Why did I put Harry's name in it - I don't like pranks."

"Very good," he turned to look at Harry: "Did you throw your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?" He asked calmly: "Or, did you invite an older classmate?

Help you throw your name into the Goblet of Fire?

Hey, principal, Wen Guiwen, what are you looking at me for?

What kind of person am I?

Anyway, in the end, Dumbledore's inquiry did not get any answer - in the end, Allen and the others were taken back, staying with other warriors, waiting for the first guidance before the game.

At this moment, the remaining warriors have already accepted the fact that there are new teammates. Although the distance between them is still a bit awkward and can even be seen as repulsive, they still accept the newcomers.

As for the principals, they are very happy. They feel that they have great advantages. (To be continued)