when harry potter met league of legends

I see an acquaintance when I want to show off, what should I do - wait online, it’s quite urgent!

But it is a pity that it is very difficult to ask for help online, not to mention asking for help online. Allen can only solve it by himself. After all, as a new professor, Hagrid is still not good at handling classroom accidents.

There were too many. It would be more reliable to rely on Hagrid than to think that someone would suddenly appear to inform Allen that the second game was advanced and he needed to go there.

It is better to seek help from others than to ask for yourself. Allen simply felt guilty and put aside his shame and acquaintances for the time being. Following what he just said, his tone was not guilty at all, and he moved towards

Hagrid said: "Professor Hagrid, what do you think of a few questions before class?"

Hagrid didn't see Alan's embarrassment, but he cooperated very well: "Of course it's no problem, Alan, it's a good thing to let them know more before class."

Allen was relieved in his heart. Fortunately, Hagrid didn't discourage him at this time. The matter was settled quite easily now.

"Then I'm not welcome - does anyone know the origin of this plaster?" Allen's tone became more and more relaxed, and he seemed to feel very good.

However, the troublemaker came.

No matter how well-calculated he was, a new problem arose - that is, although there would be no question of no response, the first person to raise his hand made him feel very embarrassed...

This is not to be blamed on the students. The fourth-grade students are better because they just review the textbooks before class. There are fewer people doing research outside class. What's more, the questions asked by Allen have nothing to do with the textbooks and even the content of the course.

It doesn't have much to do with it, it's completely a super-category topic.

This question may not be a difficult question if it is placed in the advanced class of sixth and seventh grade students, but for a group of fourth grade students, it is really difficult - well, the most important reason why I have been talking about it for so long is, actually

It's quite simple, because there is only one person raising his hand.

That's right - the mobile library for the fourth grade of Hogwarts, the humanoid Pokémon illustrated book, and the know-it-all Miss Know-It-All who spends most of her leisure time in the library, Hermione Granger.

Although it seemed like something strange had been mixed in, Allen had no time to think about it.

He had to make up for this drama out of embarrassment, but something happened to cause trouble...

Allen began to search the crowd, looking for another person who could answer this question - he gritted his teeth and swore that if the fourth-year Hufflepuffs didn't do their best, they would wait.

Let’s take tutoring after class!

Don't ask why, be a prefect and be willful!

However, under Alan's fierce eyes, not even a single Hufflepuff had the courage to stand up and solve his senior's worries.

Pills - You are the worst Hufflepuffs I have ever seen!

Silently giving them this label, Allen put away the embarrassment in his heart and looked at Hermione calmly: "Classmate Granger, that's very good. Come and help them explain what these potions are."

What's better.

Hermione stood up generously; "It is the fermentation left on the leaves of the blue needlevine after being chewed by unicorns. It has a good therapeutic effect on burns and is used in alchemy and potions."

It is a very precious raw material."

"The answer is correct, it couldn't be more perfect." Allen applauded.

"So that's the blue needle vine?" Hagrid muttered quietly, but he quickly came to his senses: "Excellent answer, five points from Gryffindor!"

There was some movement on the Slytherin side below, but it soon stopped - this made Hagrid a little stunned, but Alan was not too surprised.

After all, unlike the professor, he has beaten all the prefects in Slytherin, so for now, there is really no one in Slytherin who dares to dismantle him. The record he achieved with one hand makes Ai

Lun is very confident in handling conflicts in the lower grades.

"Okay, distribute the ointment and make sure everyone has a bottle in their hands. This is your best protection at the moment."

"What if we are injured by those things?" A sudden voice sounded, making Allen raise his eyebrows - does anyone really dare to make trouble for him?

When his eyes fell over, he immediately understood why some people were so brave - Hagrid gave Harry and the others two bottles each when distributing potions, and Malfoy saw this. This was deliberately provoking trouble.

..

Why do you think you two guys, who later got married and had children, keep such close eyes on each other? Don’t think that I will send you blessings like this - it’s true!

Allen walked over in a few steps, looked at the Slytherin group, and shook his head.

"Are you all like this? We Slytherins were very courageous back then. Many people signed up for the Triwizard Tournament, and there were also many students who fought for honor in private. I haven't heard of it.

There are some people who are still fussing over minor injuries - Harry, who is in the same grade as you, passed a fire dragon head-on. Do you all think that the squid is more dangerous than the fire dragon?"

After a pause, Allen's tone changed to the mode of hating iron but not steel, as this Slytherin class is the worst he has ever seen.

"You guys - Slytherin even won the House Cup several times in a row. Now the score is greatly improved by the freshmen. You are even afraid of a blaster today. Isn't it the next five years?

In the next Triwizard Tournament, what you are telling your juniors is not to get hurt. For the sake of safety, it is best for everyone not to sign up?"

It's very heartbreaking - and the group of Slytherins below can't refute it.

Allen suddenly felt that the current feeling of training people was extremely satisfying. Anyway, he was not afraid that the remaining people would sue their parents - it was impossible to sue Professor Snape. As for suing students, could Allen still

Are you afraid that they will block him at some corner?

"Okay, is it okay?" He raised his eyebrows, his tone full of provocation.

No one responded, but when they were selecting the squid, a group of Slytherins rushed to the front, each picking the biggest one for a walk. They were completely aroused by Alan's words.

As for Allen, he smiled as he watched a group of people share the blow-tailed snails - anyway, the current danger of this thing is just that. Even if someone is bold enough to try to single out a group by himself, Allen can cause big problems.

I've rescued people before, so there's nothing to worry about.

Seeing that the front was blurred, Allen was about to go paddling and chat with Harry and the others, but a new incident occurred.

What's going on?

The Beauxbatons people are coming.

I don’t know if their principal came to spy on the intelligence and lured a group of students, or if he came to date Hagrid and lured people to cover up, or if they formed a group to relax. Anyway, Alan was helping Hagrid blow up the bomb over there.

After the tail snail was released, a group of people from Beauxbatons School came over under the leadership of their principal, Madame Maxime.

The fourth grade students were busy at the moment. Suddenly, a group of Beauxbatons people came over, and most of them got excited. Well, there was nothing wrong with it, because there were no boys from Beauxbatons this time, and all those who came were girls.

Although they are definitely older than these fourth-grade children, no one cares about this at this time.

Especially when Fleur, who was silently commented as the most popular warrior among the boys, was also present, no one cared about this. As for why Furong was rated as the most popular warrior, it was Marshall.

A few of them talked to Allen.

In their exact words - "Hey, Ellen, let us tell you, although everyone should support you emotionally and intellectually, there is obviously no way to help Fleur become the most popular.

You just have to accept the change, look at how pretty that girl is, right?"

Well, there are a bunch of perverts, some looking at eyes, some looking at temperament, some looking at legs - in short, if you don't stare at Fleur, why are you staring at Allen?

Thinking about the picturesque scenery, Allen decided to give up the plan of killing the traitor.

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"Hagrid, are you in class?" Mrs. Maxim and a group of girls from her school stood by and watched curiously. The strange appearance of the bomb-tailed snails obviously made many students very curious, especially about them.

Occasionally, some flames are produced, which is more reminiscent of the fire dragon that made a big splash not long ago.

After all, the game has passed, and it is impossible to tease the fire dragon anymore. It seems that the Blast-tailed Skrewt can have a good time now?

Obviously, there are not a few people who have this idea. After all, these things are not practical and no one knows that walking them is hundreds of times more difficult than walking Erha - although Erha may tear apart the house, at least it won't bite anyone, right?

But these blast-ended snails don't care about homes or people. Not only do they blow up homes, they even bite Hagrid's hand.

However, just like many people who knew the name of the three idiots and found a master, the curiosity of the Beauxbatons girls about walking this magical creature has overcome their fear, and under the instigation of a bunch of girls

Next, a girl said something to Madam Maxim, and she smiled and started talking to Hagrid.

"I'm very sorry, Hagrid. My students seem to be very interested in these guys. Can they join your class?"

"Of course, these are fried-tailed snails, newly bred. I don't know much about some of their habits at the moment, but the risk is not high. If they are willing, they can find someone to cooperate with them," Hagrid said angrily.

He responded with a smile on his face.

Half of it is other people's recognition of the fruits of his labor. Needless to say what the other half is...

As for Alan, he was watching silently at the moment - it was Hagrid's class anyway, so he didn't have to worry about anything. The more people there were, the better it would be to fish in troubled waters. Besides, the new group of Beauxbatons girls were all over seventeen.

The adult wizard who is 20 years old is just a squid, and he is still a juvenile species, so he can handle it easily, which makes it easier to worry about.

However, Allen still thought too much.

Just when he was talking to Harry and the others, Hagrid's hearty laughter rang out: "Alan, I'm going to take Mrs. Maxim to see her magic horse. You can help me temporarily."

Take a look at the students, we'll be back soon."

immediately?

What kind of posture is this? Bah, I believe you are the only one who has a ghost!

Allen looked at the two people distributing big dog food over there with resentment, and had a bad feeling in his heart - by the way, there wouldn't be a situation where he wouldn't even attend class and would be completely entrusted to him, right?

Originally, a group of fourth-grade children were fine, but if a group of adult Beauxbatons students were added to the mix, Allen wouldn't know how to manage them. Did they come all the way to give them a beating just to teach them a lesson?

What an international joke - if he beats up all the elite wizards brought by Beauxbatons to participate in the competition, it will cause a wizarding war!

However, Hagrid seemed not to have considered the possibility of Allen's refusal at all. His so-called "talk to Allen" was really just a word. There was no such thing as a negative answer, right?

Allen burst into tears for a moment - did he really think he was a nursery school teacher, and a group of students were just left to him?

But at this moment, he had no choice but to deal with it - even a sheep dared to herd a group of sheep, and even the naughty children from the first grade were brought here. Are they still afraid of this scene?

There's just one thing, he regrets extremely much that he followed the trend and leaked his signature file.

This is what he wrote at the time.

During the holidays, I plan to do some temporary work and look after children for parents. The charge is low, or even completely free.

Child care range: Girls aged fifteen to twenty, with good looks and standard figure...

Allen can no longer remember a lot of other things, but now he wants to beat himself up - he will die for doing nothing!

Haha, in front of me is not a beautiful girl, but a bunch of beautiful girls, blond and blue-eyed. They match the things he copied casually back then, and they were indeed entrusted to Allen by their guardians.

There is nothing fake at all. The joke I made back then is now true...

But why is it different from what you imagined?

Allen felt his head hurt during the class - because blast-ended snails and the like were troublesome for fourth graders, but for senior wizards who had not yet entered the mature stage, they were just like that, a magic

It's just a problem that can be solved.

Accidents that occurred while walking were handled properly without Allen taking any action. Several injured students even applied medicine on their own initiative under the gaze of the Beauxbatons girls, without even humming.

Well, everything is very beautiful, even a group of naughty children are no longer so naughty. Allen's original task of looking after the children suddenly became incredibly easy, with almost no effort on his part.

However, how could things become like this?

Why did a group of Beauxbatons girls start teasing the squid after he lost interest in them after walking for a long time?

Why do a group of girls become so gangster when they have the upper hand? (To be continued)