when harry potter met league of legends

Chase?

Alan was a little confused, but he still listened to Harry's words and chased after him. Although he was also wondering why Hermione was crying when he said so well, what Harry said seemed to make sense at the moment, so...

He followed suit and chased out.

However, Hermione was completely invisible at this moment.

Fortunately, Allen was still a prefect, so he began to search on the wall - if he remembered correctly, there was a portrait of a knight around it.

His memory was not wrong, and within a few steps he found the guy who had always been taciturn in the past.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Knight, did you just see a crying witch running past?"

"I swear to be kind to the weak; I swear to bravely fight against rape... I will love the one I love until death. Lost boy, what are you looking for?"

At this moment, Allen had the intention of tearing off this bastard's portrait. In the past, this guy didn't talk much. What the hell is going on today?

"I'm looking for a witch who just ran by crying. Have you seen her?"

"Oh, young hearts are always too restless. She ran over there just now, youth~!"

I'll settle the score with you next time, and I hope that bastard Peeves will haunt you!

Allen glanced at him angrily. At this moment, he had no time to worry about how this taciturn bastard suddenly became so talkative. He needed to find someone - although why he was crying, why he was crying, and a series of other things he

I'm still a little confused at the moment, but those things don't seem to be important at the moment...

Well, he seems to be too serious and what he said is too sharp?

Allen was thinking as he walked, and ran quickly in the direction of the painting. At this time, the first class in the afternoon had already started for a long time. The students were either in class or had already gone to the library and lounge.

While waiting, the corridor seemed extremely empty, so Allen's running speed was not affected in any way, and he found Hermione not long after.

But - cough, Allen was a little scared and panicked at this moment.

Because there was not only Hermione squatting over there in the corridor, but also an acquaintance - Windsor.

Well, although Allen thinks he is quite thick-skinned, he still feels a little embarrassed to go and comfort the girl who made him cry in front of his sister - this is simply an execution in public!

After hesitating for nearly a minute, Allen finally summoned up the courage and moved over quietly.

However, just when he had moved less than half the distance, Windsor suddenly spoke: "Brother, what are you doing so slowly?"

...

Allen suddenly felt his ears itching - he had been discovered, and this cheating brother's sister didn't seem to have any intention of saving face for him!

He walked over with a smile, and Allen was about to squat down to comfort him, but Windsor stopped him directly.

"What? You have the nerve to come over, brother?"

Hey, which side are you on?

It's a pity that Allen didn't dare to say this out loud, he only dared to curse in his heart.

He stretched out his hand and touched Windsor's head: "Don't make trouble, kid, don't mess with it - hiss!"

With a burst of pain in his abdomen, Allen bit his tongue directly. As for the source of the injury, it was the wand in Windsor's hand - a spell that made people laugh wildly. After being resisted by Allen's magic power and body to resist a large number of effects, it became

It had the effect of giving him a stomachache, but the attack came so suddenly that Allen didn't take any precautions and bit his tongue directly.

"Wo Geng Mu Lock, suppress and steal the rest of the horse?" Allen said unclearly.

However, after a moment of surprise and regret flashed in Windsor's eyes, she became angry.

"I'm not a child anymore! Hermione, let's go and ignore these stinky boys!" She held up Hermione who was still squatting over there with one hand, and the crying Hermione gave Allen a fierce look.

Afterwards, he followed Windsor and left, leaving behind a confused Allen.

"Hiss—" Allen wanted to say something, but unfortunately he bit his tongue again—and then he could only watch Windsor take the person away.

Taking out the wand, Allen used the treatment on himself, and his tongue began to recover quickly, and then he was a little at a loss for a while - comfort him, he is gone, and Windsor over there doesn't know if he ate the wrong magic.

After taking the medicine, he attacked him directly, and Allen didn't know how to stop him.

Why is he so unlucky!

He put away his wand angrily. Allen had no intention of going back to the lounge for a while. After much deliberation, he finally decided to go for a walk in the Forbidden Forest to relieve his depressed mood - the students there were better than the school's lake.

There are few people around, so it is best to be alone and quiet.

With a sigh, Allen walked towards the Forbidden Forest.

——

More than half an hour later, an even more depressed Allen came to the Forbidden Forest with a small follower.

It was Annie - on the way to the Forbidden Forest, he and Annie met. After learning that Allen was going to relax, Annie followed decisively, and it was useless to refuse.

It was hard for Allen to say that it was related to Windsor - because the relationship between Windsor and Anne was not very good, and they would not say a word to each other after meeting several times. Allen felt that he was already miserable enough.

If you don't, then you won't die like this.

The original solitary walk in the Forbidden Forest had to be replaced by a walk for two people, but the effect was beyond Alan's imagination - since this year is the time for Anne to take the OLs exam, the professors often occupied everyone's free time.

As a result, the two of them could only say hello to a limited extent every day, and they had not done so for a while, eating snacks, walking and chatting together.

While chatting and enjoying themselves, the two of them suddenly smelled a very pleasant aroma.

"What does it smell like? It smells so good."

"It seems to be over there, let's take a look--"

It is normal for centaurs to use open fires to cook in the Forbidden Forest, but their skills, Allen can only say haha. Therefore, the guy who dares to come to the Forbidden Forest to cook at this time is probably He

As a senior student from Chipachi, considering the fact that he was already very hungry after shopping for half an afternoon, Allen was not stingy at all in raising his hands towards his colleague.

Grabbing food, such a happy thing must of course be maintained - if you don't confiscate the food to the boy with the authority of the prefect, it would be Allen's mercy. This is the Forbidden Forest, as you can tell from the name.

Ordinary students are not allowed to come and go at will.

Of course, it stands to reason that the same goes for the kitchen. You know what the result will be...

However, when Allen passed by, the ferocious expression he had prepared could be completely canceled - he was an acquaintance, a very familiar one, and Allen could even carry the pot away without blushing or turning pale.

acquaintance.

It was great to meet such an acquaintance at this time - especially when Allen was really hungry after shopping for a long time.

It’s Selma’s classmate, the prefect of the fifth grade.

At this moment, she was staring nervously at the pot set up on the fire, her eyes motionless. It wasn't until Allen and the others got closer that they realized someone was coming.

"Good evening, Thelma. What are you making delicious?"

Allen's abrupt question startled her, but fortunately, there was no problem with the pot of soup.

"It's you, Allen," Selma's eyes showed a trace of despair - she didn't expect that people would come to grab a meal for her in the Forbidden Forest at this time, but it seemed that she had already accepted her fate: "Okay.

, I'm making soup, do you want some?"

Her tone was full of the perfunctory tone that an old lady selling candy would ask when seeing the unlovable kid next door. It was all polite, and the essence was to drive the person away instead of keeping him.

It's a pity that she underestimated Allen - because Allen had already taken out the bowl from his pocket.

After handing one to Anne and leaving a cutlery for himself, Allen got out a tablecloth, put the cutlery on it, let Annie sit down, and then moved to the pot.

He slightly opened a crack in the pot and took a look at the soup inside - at this moment, the soup had been boiled to a semi-milky white color, almost like milk. It would take more than ten minutes to come out of the pot, and there was no way to know what was inside.

What kind of poultry was cooked, and the aroma just smelled it and Allen felt it was very good.

In the tumbling soup, Allen recognized several common seasonings, but several other herbs were a little difficult to identify - under the color of the soup, the finely chopped herbs became especially difficult to identify.

In addition, since he had never seen any similarly treated herbs in textbooks, Allen could only judge based on experience for a while.

However, this kind of identification behavior was soon disliked - the soup is still on the fire, if you keep opening it like this, how long will it have to cook!

In order to swallow the soup, Allen had to endure it silently and began to try to identify its ingredients from the smell of the air - to be honest, it was very difficult, especially since there was a rich and mouth-watering flavor inside.

With the aroma of the soup.

Just when Allen retreated in disgust, Selma took out a large piece of tofu and a knife from his pocket, and quickly cut it with the help of magic - due to the magic, the whole piece of tofu floated

In the air, it seemed to be held up by something. Even when the knife cut it, there was no excessive fluctuation. The whole piece of tofu turned into extremely fine threads under her skillful knife skills, waiting for Selma to cut it.

When the whole piece of tofu was put in water, the tofu spread out like chrysanthemums in the basin filled with water.

The slender tofu silk gives people the illusion that it will break with just a slight lift. Allen can even guarantee that if it is replaced with a larger sewing needle, these tofu silk can definitely be worn through.

Tsk tsk, I can see that everyone’s hard work has made Selma’s cooking skills improve rapidly. It seems that in order for Selma to make better progress in the future, we must mobilize the power of the masses to put more burdens on Selma.

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Allen's words made Thelma turn her head and sneeze slightly, then curiously put on some clothes for herself.

Then, she added the tender tofu to the soup - when the pot was opened, the rich flavor of the soup came out, making Allen feel even hungrier.

Well, I will ask him how to do it later and he can try it when he goes back.

After the tofu is added, the soup will be ready in a short time - after all, the tofu is too thin, and if the time is too long, the soup will be completely ruined.

Chopped green onions, coriander, several herbs, and a pinch of seasoning were placed at the bottom of the bowl. Then Selma used a floating spell to move the entire pot over and opened it carefully.

Allen originally planned to carefully study what herbs were in the pot, but now he had no intention of doing so. As the only man in the room, he very gentlemanly made a bowl of soup from the pot for everyone, and then

Distributed the bread we just made today.

Gently fidgeting with chopsticks, Allen discovered the garnishes for the soup - some re-soaked dried mushrooms, fresh bamboo shoots, and a few pieces of meat.

After a long period of cooking over firewood, these already fresh vegetables developed a strong flavor - of course, the main reason was the meat, but Alan did not recognize what kind of meat it was. After all, the Forbidden Forest

There are just too many creatures in there.

The analysis is so simple, because the soup, which is exuding white mist in the cold air at the moment, looks extremely attractive against the background of fresh green onions and coriander. It is really difficult to analyze calmly under their combined aroma.

The milky white soup is inherently attractive, and when the chopsticks are moved, the finely chopped tofu shreds float with the rotation of the soup, as if dancing, without any breakage.

The traces of it whet your appetite.

Blowing in small sips, Allen put the soup into his mouth - fortunately, he himself is also an excellent Hufflepuff, otherwise he would really be so short of words that he could only use the word "melt in the mouth" to describe it.

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Could he still be like a freshman who came in this year, and after learning a few Chinese sentences, he used Chinese sentences for all meals that melted in his mouth?

That's all for the stew, and the roasted potatoes are also very particular - Allen is now wondering what kind of mood that guy is in among a bunch of classmates, eating ham and saying something that melts in his mouth.

of...

Well, originally the soup alone was a bit unsatisfying no matter how delicate the texture was. However, after the tofu was added, the soup became thicker while remaining light, but it was not tender and smooth at all, and it was delicious.

After that, the chill completely disappeared.

With such a perfect soup and bread, dinner is definitely much better than the big pot of rice in the cafeteria. When Allen added soup for the fifth time, he realized that there were only raw materials left in the pot, and then he put the spoon down with an embarrassed smile.

Come down.

Fortunately, Allen was thick-skinned and was used to grabbing food. Seeing that Annie was drinking freely, Allen asked directly: "Um, Selma, let me ask you something. What else do you think about soup?"

I know all the ingredients, but what exactly is the staple food? I haven’t discovered it until now.”

It seems that this soup is not cooked for the first time, so it should be a tour in the Forbidden Forest, so Allen is welcome.

However, to his surprise, Thelma actually blushed at this moment.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally said the answer: "Pigeons."

"Are you kidding me - where did the pigeons come from in Hogwarts? Don't those owls bully pigeons?"

Allen asked.

"That's a letter sent to me from China. The material is very hard to come by."

...(To be continued)