when harry potter met league of legends

When you are in a low mood, the appearance of a punching bag is something that can ignite people, especially when there is no moral pressure to deal with this person.

There is no doubt that there is only one guy who can turn into a mouse so quickly - Animagus is not a bad thing, and the possibility of encountering such a thing while turning into a mouse is almost

none.

The identity of the other party has been placed in front of Allen, and his previous escape without a fight has a reasonable reason to explain - Wormtail, who is as courageous as his Animagus, has seen Allen.

With his fighting strength, he simply didn't have the courage to confront Allen head-on, so transforming and escaping became the best choice.

The small mouse fled quickly in the Forbidden Forest, far exceeding the speed of a normal wizard and his flexible body made him like a fish in water in the Forbidden Forest. The high and low tree roots and thick bushes did not stop him from escaping at all.

Instead, his footsteps provided him with the best cover for his escape.

If it were other wizards, they might have been lost in such pursuits several times. Unfortunately, today was different.

Wormtail, who was busy escaping, sadly discovered that no matter how he evaded or even got into a bunch of rats, Allen could still easily distinguish him. The distance between the two parties was getting closer and closer.

The plants on the running road even started to actively attack and block him within this distance. Several times, he was almost directly tied to the spot by the plants that suddenly grew. If he hadn't bitten them away with his teeth in time, he would have been killed at this moment.

It has become that scary guy's trophy.

What Wormtail didn't know was that Allen behind him was also extremely agitated at the moment - the earthen wall in high-speed pursuit was particularly inconvenient when turning, and the plants used to block it were so low in activity in the winter that it would give people a headache. If you change

It's summer, and Wormtail has been given Veritaserum at this moment.

What makes Allen curious is - based on the experience of sparing Wormtail last time, at this moment he should understand the gap between the two sides and choose to surrender to save his life. Who gave him the confidence to escape from his own hands?

Just when Allen was about to catch up, the little mouse running in front suddenly dwarfed and then disappeared directly into the hole. Judging from his determination and the fact that he did not slow down at all, he must have been there before.

Knowing that there is a hole here for him to enter and exit.

At the entrance of the cave, Allen stopped the stone wall under his feet, stood directly at the entrance of the cave, and pressed his palms on the ground near the entrance of the cave.

"Who is he, brother?"

"A little mouse." As Allen said, he took out a few seeds from his pocket and stuffed them into the hole. As Allen's magic poured in, the vines began to extend crazily, twisting and turning.

The folded caves began to spread crazily.

Tens of seconds later, next to a big tree hundreds of meters away from where Allen and the others were, cracks began to appear in the frozen soil. Then, a group of purple vines forced their way through the ground.

It spread across the land and quickly bloomed in the cold forbidden forest, forming a sea of ​​violet flowers.

Allen put a head-soaking spell on Annie, and then led her into the sea of ​​flowers - the hallucinogenic pollen could save him a lot of time when asking, after all, truth serum

A wizard with a slightly higher skill level could simply convert it while it's still in the throat, and then pretend to drink it.

As a guy who had surrendered to Voldemort a long time ago, Allen had no doubt whether Wormtail had such ability.

However, to Allen's surprise, even with such a high concentration of hypnotic pollen, Wormtail actually remained awake when he entered.

He has now released his transformation and is trying to struggle out of the vines that bind him. However, all this is in vain - in addition to crushing a few flowers, there are prisons on his hands, feet, arms and even his neck.

The vines that bound him tightly, and the number of these vines were still increasing, making the imprisonment stronger and stronger.

When he found Allen coming, he immediately stopped struggling, and a flattering smile appeared on his round and dirty face. He looked at Allen as if he had met an acquaintance at night.

No - to be precise, it's like a traditional house elf meeting his master in the kitchen.

He forced a flattering voice from his throat: "Good evening, I think there are some misunderstandings and other things between us-"

He didn't say what he said next, because the vines around his neck tightened tightly, forcing him to say what he said next.

Allen covered Annie's eyes with both hands: "Don't look at it. You go back first and I'll ask Vallo to see you off."

"I'll wait for you over there," Annie turned around obediently and walked towards the other side. Ellen's previous proposal was directly ignored by her.

Allen shrugged his shoulders, noncommittal, watched Annie go over, called Valor from nearby, and then turned to look at Wormtail - in this short period of time, his face was already filled with emotion.

He was so red that he almost lost his breath.

Allen raised his hand, and the vine relaxed a bit - although he didn't mind sending Wormtail to hell now, but before that he had to figure out what he was here to do.

Especially since he was planning to take time off to pick up a few of Voldemort's treasures during this Christmas holiday, it was really important to obtain some information about Voldemort at this moment.

A stun spell was issued from Allen's wand, which was enough to deal with an adult wizard, but it had no effect on Wormtail. He still looked at Allen with tears in his eyes, making a begging expression, provoking

Allen increased the power of the spell and struck again.

However, it is a pity that it has no effect at all, as if there is something on Wormtail's body protecting him from the coma effect.

Suppressing the discomfort and thoughts of killing, Allen regained his strength and slashed Wormtail's almost naked neck with a knife - he was not convinced, he still didn't faint like this!

Obviously, Allen's unknown protective spell had no protective effect in this regard. Wormtail didn't even have time to hum before he collapsed on the vines, allowing Allen to take two drops of veritaserum from his bag.

Drop it in.

With a look of disgust, Allen woke him up from his coma.

"Tell me, what bad things did you do this time? What is Voldemort's plan?"

"The master has a huge and sophisticated plan. I am here with--"

Snapped!

Wormtail's words came suddenly, and a wall of wind instantly stood up in front of Allen - bright red and gray made a large mark on the wind wall, and then slowly slid down the wind wall. (To be continued)