when harry potter met league of legends

Eight golden eggs with different markings were handed out one after another, and Bagman carefully collected them - although Allen was curious whether the secrets contained in them would still exist, but it was obvious that these guys were put into the water for now.

This is an unreliable thing.

After the golden egg was prepared by the assisting staff, Allen and his group were politely invited out without telling Allen a word about what the second game would be about.

The whole group of them said mysteriously that they would reveal it during the competition.

The group of warriors dispersed one after another. Allen and Windsor left the tent directly and walked towards the castle. As for Harry, Allen ruthlessly abandoned him because he said he wanted to go back with Zhang Qiu——

Not far after Allen and the others walked out, a strange sound came from the bushes in front of them.

"I think, on this day worth celebrating, you wouldn't mind an interview - as the most outstanding player today and also the highest scoring warrior, what do you think? How do you feel when you face the Fire Dragon? Come to Hogg

After visiting Watts for so long, how do you feel about the atmosphere of Hogwarts?"

When this voice sounded, Allen raised his eyebrows - the only one who could make his voice so convincing was reporter Rita.

Although this person is really disgusting, before her true purpose is exposed, she can always get the information she needs and let the interviewee fall directly into her language trap - and this time, her goal is obvious

It's hibiscus.

After all, a beautiful wizard from a foreign country, the best performer in the first competition - this gimmick is really suitable for selling newspapers. If it can be paired with such a photo, it will be a sure success.

The headlines of the day.

As for the natural hostility of most women towards Fleur - haha, does Rita care about this in order to make news?

I passed by and took care of it more or less. Fleur behaved very well in the end, Allen thought as he and Windsor walked over there.

After a few steps, Rita Skeeter appeared in front of them in a green dress. She was holding a notebook and recording quickly - if it were in the past, she would be talking loudly and waiting for her pen to work.

But apparently after Allen broke her precious shorthand pen, she had to pick up the shorthand skills she had trained in the past to record the content of the interview for post-processing.

At this moment, she didn't see Allen behind her, but the interviewee, Fleur, saw it clearly. She raised her eyebrows at Allen: "The previous reminder seems to be of some use - but obviously you

It was given to the wrong person, and the guys chosen later were a little unreliable. Okay, let’s not talk about it anymore, I’m still busy interviewing, and we’ll talk about it later.”

With such a simple sentence, she ignored Allen and continued to talk to Rita. Allen rolled his eyes and simply gave up on trying to pull her out of the fire pit - he was still enjoying the interview, so what was he doing?

He's so lively...

Ignoring Rita, who was holding a quivering quill in her hand, Allen simply responded with a "I'll talk about it later" and left directly, leading Windsor towards the castle.

"She seemed to enjoy the interview. At the beginning, I remember she really liked to show off herself -" Windsor said as she walked - she was talking about when the three schools came to Hogwarts.

, the way Fleur interrupted when Dumbledore was speaking.

"It's normal, especially since she is still a top student in her own school. In addition, the last report mentioned Harry a lot but didn't mention her a few words. This interview is of course a good performance." Ellen spread her arms.

Hands on, when Rita's report didn't target her, people who didn't know about it thought her report was pretty good.

"Yes, there is really nothing to do now, and there is no way to know the subsequent games. It is normal to be interviewed under such circumstances - but then again, the first game was not informed in advance at all, and the second game

Also, are they planning to let us know what we will compete in before the game?"

"Who knows - maybe they themselves are not ready. You have to know that in previous years the Triwizard Tournament had three people selecting the champion after three games. This time the warriors were temporarily replaced by eight.

, the game has been added to five games, and it is normal for some things to be incompletely prepared. The props used in the game are not cheap things that can be picked up on the street." Allen complained with malicious intent.

Time is running out, and all the clues he already knew have been replaced. Why not just say a few words?

However, this complaint was obviously taken seriously - "Aren't you ready? It's very possible - especially since Brazil has finally decided to participate. The mobilization of materials is too troublesome. Isn't that what you will encounter in this competition?

Did you kill that untamed dragon?"

The two began to discuss possible competition methods. After all, judging from the previous branding, these golden eggs would probably be used in the second competition, but there were too many possible methods, even if it was

Before the two separated, their discussions did not achieve any results, so they could only go their separate ways and leave.

——

Ten minutes later, Alan appeared in the Hufflepuff common room.

At this moment, a full set of barbecue racks had been set up in the lounge, a bunch of fresh ingredients were placed next to it, a lot of drink cups were taken out, and there were dozens of bottles of alcoholic drinks in the middle.

Well, let's celebrate - with a big meal of course.

As for why we are celebrating, it is probably because Allen successfully passed the competition today.

Who cares about this kind of trouble? Anyway, Hufflepuff eats a big meal every week. The excuses are all empty. At most, he can drink a little today, because the prefects will turn a blind eye today.

One eye.

The atmosphere quickly became exciting, and just as Allen was dealing with a large grilled shrimp, he was tapped on the shoulder.

"Alan, I have a bold idea now -" Marshall squeezed over with one ear bigger than his ears, his expression quite serious.

A bold idea?

Allen was stunned for a moment, stretched out his fingers, and glanced around - Damn it, whoever dared to have a bold idea today, he was going to let anyone sleep outside for the night.

The raised index finger was obviously very lethal. Marshall looked to the side and said, "Listen to me, Allen, I don't mean anything else. I just want to try a dish!"

vegetable?

It’s all about looking up at the stars. How bold are your ideas that you need to try?

Allen was stunned, and Marshall quickly added: "When I was looking through the cookbooks today, I suddenly found an Eastern cookbook I had received before. There was a food called blood tofu in it. It was said to be very delicious. I asked about it.

Next to Selma, she said she can do it - how about we eat dragon blood tofu today? Of course, a small bottle is enough, and everyone can share a little."

...

It is indeed a bold idea - do you know how much dragon blood costs?

This is pure dragon blood, not the scumbag stuff in potions shops that are sold in silico units. In the past, the Head of Slytherin and Professor Slug Horn would not throw away a small bottle of this stuff!

However, when he said this, Allen himself wanted to taste the taste of blood tofu made from dragon blood - this is dragon blood!

In addition to the huge amount collected this time, Allen quickly took out a bottle directly from his pocket. This time he made a lot of money, not bad at all!

It's a pity that he was so generous. Selma, who was stuffed with a bottle of dragon's blood for no reason, looked at her with resentment: "Are you kidding me? Dragon's blood is not food. I thought you were looking for some chicken or duck."

Well, ordinary magical creatures can just make do with some herbs to neutralize them, but how to deal with dragon blood!"

"It's okay, we believe in you -" Allen patted her on the shoulder, with an expression that said the key to victory was left to you: "Let's analyze together and we will get what materials are missing. Anyway, it's only at the level of one person and a small bite."

, nothing will happen!"

——

In the evening, the bustling entrance to the school hospital.

A group of Hufflepuffs were queuing up - after adding miscellaneous ingredients, a small bottle of dragon's blood was successfully turned into a small pot of blood tofu.

That's called tenderness, that's called a fresh and smooth taste, especially the feeling of exploding in the mouth, which makes everyone who gets a small piece praise it endlessly, if it weren't for the fact that the value of dragon blood is too high

After a while, Allen even planned to make another pot.

Then, it's now.

They successfully obtained herbs from the professor's and everyone's inventory to neutralize the powerful effects of dragon's blood, and then made the finished product with the efforts of Chef Selma, and now, they have successfully made the senior students

All the classmates were sent to the hospital.

This was the reason why Allen strictly ordered the younger students to eat it - just a small piece, and everyone showed strange patterns. In the end, Madam Pomfrey concluded that one of their group accidentally got the wrong herb.

In addition, the symptoms of food poisoning appear due to an undetected effect of dragon blood itself.

Allen could heal himself - but there were too many people to deal with, and it would be useless to save a few, so even he shamelessly followed the queue.

Just when the newly brewed potion was being distributed to a group of people, the dean came.

"Prefects, come out!"

Six people with strange patterns on their heads walked out from the crowd of patients. The scene was so funny that it made people laugh.

It was obvious that the professor was also suppressing a smile, and she could hardly keep her face straight.

"How did you end up like this?" The professor left them here and went inside to look for Madam Pomfrey, leaving the prefects looking at each other in confusion and beginning to make eye contact.

"It's a big deal. The dean came out this time. How do you explain it?"

"I can't explain it. We just took the blame and said we were having too much fun and that's why it happened like this."

"You are Madam Pomfrey's testing professor and you can't see it? Everyone has seen that I got dragon's blood during the day. This time I feel like I have to clean the greenhouse for a month..." Alan breathed out

, the tone was full of emotion.

"I believe in everyone's concerted efforts - no one on our side betrayed our teammates!"

"Don't give up. The most important thing now is how to find a reasonable excuse to explain the blood tofu as something else. If the professor knows that we sent all the students in because of this, it goes without saying what will happen, right?"

The sound of swallowing was heard, and panic appeared in the eyes of several prefects.

Then the news spread quickly, and everyone nodded and said that they would never betray the revolution. It depends on how the prefects reconciled themselves.

"Instead of eating, let's do experiments - how about we get into an accident while researching dragon blood, and then everyone ends up in the hospital?"

"It's even worse. Dangerous magic research is prohibited on campus. Are you planning to clean the bathroom this school year?"

"Then let's insist that the dragon's blood this time is poisonous. Everyone did the experiment separately. As a result, there was a problem with the medicine, so we came to the hospital collectively. What do you think?"

"Everyone did the experiment separately? Do you think the professor will believe it?"

Allen suddenly felt a few malicious looks on his body - Hey, it's none of my business, why are you looking at me with those strange eyes? Isn't the dragon blood tofu provided by me today?

However, the protest with his eyes had no effect.

In the end, everyone came up with an explanation that seemed more reliable and prepared to use it for washing.

That is - there are several classic potions researched on dragon's blood that everyone is paying close attention to, especially the principal's research on dragon's blood, which fascinated a group of people.

Therefore, after Allen got the dragon's blood today, everyone wanted to repeat the principal's experiment - since there was information to check, the risk was not high, and a bunch of prefects were there, so the boiling was done

It's the lounge.

However, during the experiment, the above strange phenomenon occurred - it is estimated that when Allen was collecting dragon blood, he accidentally contaminated it with the herbs on the original field or the dragon ate it before the game.

The experiment failed due to the use of that herbal medicine, which is why it became like this.

As for the blood coagulation substances sent for testing, they were completely the product of overcooking due to everyone's nervousness, not food - so this was just an accident!

Well, the plan works!

Such words quickly spread among all the people undergoing treatment, and everyone just waited for the professor to come and muddle along.

Then, Allen and the others met the smiling professor - after persuading the professor, all the people around him said the same thing. It was just a small accident that occurred while repeating Dumbledore's experiment!

"Well, after all you guys are here, it's normal to do some small experiments, but forget about dangerous games like Dragon's Blood." The professor nodded towards Allen and the others, eliciting a series of approvals.

"Marshall, come here!" Marshall came running over.

"By the way, which of the twelve uses did you repeat in the experiment just now?" The professor asked with a smile: "By the way, don't leave after answering. I'll find a few more people to understand the situation a little bit." (To be continued)