when harry potter met league of legends

"Eh? Why did Allen sneak over to the girls' side? We have been preparing for it for a long time!"

"By the way, they won't be considered traitors, right?"

"Are you kidding? We didn't bring them with us when we discussed it. How is that possible? Don't worry, our preparations will not be in vain!"

While he was talking, a few snowballs symbolically floated between the two teams. They looked decent, as if they were really fighting, although there were more magical operations than normal Muggle snowball fights.

, but the style of painting has not collapsed at all.

"Are our preparations too fake? Should we add more firepower or something?"

"No, everyone, stay vigilant. We must fill that boy Allen into the snowdrift today!"

"Well, Allen seems to be building a snowman over there. He seems to be playing with those girls - what if he keeps building a snowman and can't come over???"

...

After a moment of silence, the scene suddenly became extremely awkward. Finally, Marshall, the last student to express his opinion, was hit by a petrifying spell and thrown into a snowdrift.

Damn it, you're the only one who talks a lot!

It's freezing cold, and it's not like we're actually fighting. It's freezing here, and you actually poured cold water on it?

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After Marshall was pulled out of the snow, a group of people waited for a long time with uneasiness, and finally saw with joy that Allen was chased by a group of snowballs and blasted out from the girls' side. At that time, he was throwing snowballs in his hands and acting.

The speed is a bit faster.

When Allen came over while cleaning the snow off his body, he saw a man who was in full swing of fighting.

"Hey, Allen, are you coming to play? Do you want to come to our place?"

"Okay, okay, you're on your side, so you don't have to say that we're bullying you - we've agreed in advance that those who are cursed are not allowed to be cast, they can only be hit with snowballs!" The leader on the opposite side laughed.

They helped Allen agree, and then told Allen their rules.

"Okay, okay, why are you still stunned!" Allen shouted with a smile and snapped his fingers directly towards the thick snow on the ground. A huge snowball took shape almost in an instant, and then under the magic

Under his control, he smashed directly towards the leader on the opposite side with an extremely graceful curve.

The snowball is very big, and the force when thrown is not light, so it is no problem at all for it to directly hit the opponent's chest - the opponent staggered, and then tried to balance his body, but in the end he was still in a hurry

He lost his balance, fell to the ground, and lost his soul.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

What a joke! Whose snowball fight has the function of killing people in seconds! Just get down on one of them when you meet, and you can probably surrender directly after only a few minutes of fighting!!!

Allen also laughed sheepishly - he was a little excited for a moment and didn't hold back his hands. He forgot that his opponent was a group of wizards who didn't even do basic protection. After all, before he clicked on the fighting skill tree, the wizards

Still quite fragile...

"Todd, are you okay? Sorry, I used too much magic." Allen apologized with an embarrassed smile, and behind Allen, a group of guys who were supposed to be his teammates began to communicate with each other desperately with eyes.

Okay - forget about casting spells without a wand, you cast spells so fast and so accurately, how can we implement our plan!

Previously, everyone was thinking about taking care of Allen when the fight broke out, but it was embarrassing to look like this.

The two parties made eye contact and immediately changed plans.

"Really, Alan, please be careful. Let's change the method and use our hands without using magic power. This way there won't be any problems."

Two minutes later, another warrior lost his balance, and Allen continued to laugh - no way, he probably used a little too much force when pinching the snowball, but after hitting it, the snowball hadn't broken yet...

"Oh my God, Allen, do you want to commit murder?" A classmate covered his head and stood directly on the opposite side, "Okay, let's go to the other side with a few more people. Anyway, Allen, you have a strong fighting force."

, please bear with me."

"Okay," Allen showed a rather honest smile, and then he took another one down.

Now, of course, there are too many to choose from.

Just when the crowd gathered on the other side, something quite magical happened - countless snowballs prepared in advance were directly directed towards Allen under the control of the wand, and they were quite elastic for a while.

The trend of the scene left no time for anyone to react.

As for Allen, the ground that was originally quite solid when he stepped on it suddenly heard the crackling sound of the ice cracking, and it continued to spread towards the surroundings. The ground above Allen's head was originally covered by students.

On the big tree that was used as a barrier, the crackling sound of branches breaking suddenly came out.

The venue is a trap-laden venue, similar to the swamp the twins created for the corridor. The giant snowball on the big tree was originally hidden by the levitating spell and the disembodiment spell, but at this moment, the supporting magic was suddenly

Canceled - Yin people or something, given enough time to a group of wizards, any kind of trap can be laid. Even Dumbledore, who was slightly better than Voldemort in a single fight, fell to the ground in a moment of inattention.

Under Voldemort's curse.

A group of students stopped what they were doing - they didn't expect the plan to be so successful. The two most powerful traps were used. Even if only one of them took effect, it meant that they didn't have to think about how to use Ai in the future.

Lun took him to a snowdrift that had been set up with spells to make people fall, and to a series of traps such as piles of birds that had been deformed with snowballs in advance.

Because the entire field was emptied out, leaving only a layer of magic-released ice as the ground, so when the ground collapsed, a pile of snow flew up, making it impossible to see the snow mist.

What happened in it.

"Haha, we finally got the boy Allen into the snowdrift - there is more than two meters of snow under the pit. We came all the way here, so all the hard work was not in vain!"

"That's right, I finally succeeded after acting for a long time. How long has it been since I saw this kid Allen lose in a duel or something? As soon as he appeared on the scene, he couldn't even have a lively fight secretly in the corner of the campus."

"Okay, Alan, get up. Neither snowballs nor traps can hurt anyone. It doesn't hurt to be a little embarrassed. This is not cheating. We didn't use magic to attack you directly - it's a snowball fight, no.

How can entering a snowdrift count as having a snowball fight?"

"Well, it's just a snowball fight. How can it be called a snowball fight without some snow?"

"Look, I'm not the only one who says this. Come out to play, having fun is the most important thing -"

The words were stuck for a long time, because the person who said this felt something was wrong. Allen, who was smiling, stood next to him, and then a gust of wind rose directly from his feet, and took him directly to the snow as if floating.

In the pit.

One after another - no matter how many people form a group to deceive people, no one can be missing.

Compared to Allen, their combat experience is indeed too little, but no one wants to be directly thrown in with magic - Allen has long been prepared for this situation, and before putting the first

When the young man threw it down, he was already standing behind everyone.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I wish you have a good time." Allen stood there with a smile, and then countless light green winds began to spin crazily from near him - the wind of recovery!

The spell that was supposed to heal the wizards within the range was all focused on squeezing away the unwelcome people. There was almost no resistance or any harm. A group of guys gathered around to watch the fun.

They were pushed to the edge of the pit they dug themselves under the force of force, and then were thrown down like dumplings.

The remaining three or four who were lucky enough to not be squeezed out quickly prepared to get out of the way, and Marshall was among them.

"Alan, wait, I am one of our own! You see, they have thrown me into it before!" Marshall said while pointing to the traces of snow that had not completely fallen on his body.

"It's too late. The forty-meter-long sword can't be retrieved. Let's give the friendly troops a good burial." As Allen spoke, a hurricane had already been charged to its maximum strength, and then it blew over with a large amount of snow, directly blowing everyone away.

I blew it in with the snow, and then spread a thin layer on top.

Well, the group was destroyed, except for the silent screams of a few defeated dogs, the world became clean. Just when Allen was about to pull people up, a very strong but powerful sound suddenly came from the open space.

There was no spatial fluctuation that triggered any defensive counterattack.

No need to ask, there is only one person who can apparate freely in Hogwarts, the Headmaster.

It seems that Dumbledore is back.

But why did you come back in such a hurry?

Just when Allen was wondering, a familiar figure appeared in front of him. Dumbledore appeared there with a smile. Apart from being dusty and dusty, his expression was quite kind and he didn't seem to be hurt. Obviously

The hunt for Grindelwald was done very well.

That's right - after all, he was just staying in prison doing research and so on. As a top dark wizard, he only occasionally used secret passages to hang out and didn't do anything bad. He had never done anything wrong before.

The idea is even more impossible this time.

However, when he saw Allen, Dumbledore's expression suddenly changed.

???

Allen was stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled out his wand - did he guess wrong, or was he dazzled? In fact, the operation did not go smoothly. Dumbledore was seriously injured and had to come back to recuperate?

Fortunately, Dumbledore did not give Allen a chance to continue to think. He asked in a rather strange tone: "Good evening, Allen, what are you doing here? You noticed something was wrong.

Well?"

Allen was stunned for a moment, and then realized something was wrong. Instead, he found that someone was squatting over where he had apparated. He was also shocked. Who was he being raped by?

I've got my eye on it.

"Well, principal, no, I actually didn't realize anything was wrong until you came over. We were busy having a snowball fight earlier."

"Snowball fight? Us?" Dumbledore's usually calm expression suddenly changed.

Apart from Allen, where is anyone on the field? There is only one possibility left - Allen did not listen to the advice, and did some dangerous magic in private. Something went wrong, or it is very likely that he was hit by something.

Some weird magic or curse or something.

This is not a strange thing - many wizards have died or been seriously injured in the pursuit of higher paths of magic, otherwise the wizard hospital would not be so popular. Whether it is as a principal treating students or as a

The organizer of the Order of the Phoenix looked at the reserve members. Dumbledore obviously didn't want anything to go wrong with Allen.

But just when Dumbledore was about to ask further questions, he suddenly felt that his feet seemed a little too soft.

And at this moment, the snow that was originally used to cover up the screams was removed by the students below.

"Alan, you kid is just playing dirty - tell me, did someone tip you off or did the girl give us all the information?"

"Let go, you are pressing down on my hair, let me free my hands to deal with the snow here!"

"Let go, your hand touched the wrong thing!?"

"Who farted? Get out of the way and go out for a duel!"

It seems like something strange has been mixed in?

But Allen was no longer in the mood to laugh, and Dumbledore's expression turned super surprised after he was relaxed.

The principal is quite clear about how many students are left. Although most matters are left to Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore still takes such an important matter as the students who are staying at the school to heart. Therefore, there are many people buried in this snow pit.

It's pretty clear who Dumbledore is.

Who could it be?

Most of the outstanding students who stay in school and a bunch of prefects - considering that Allen is relatively reliable, there should be no girls below.

So, Dumbledore suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem. Judging from the number of people in the pit, probably all the male prefects in Hogwarts were here?

Suddenly I felt a little heartbroken.

He had only been out for a few days, and all the prefects at Hogwarts were stunned by Alan?

I remember that the last time I went out, within a few days, the director of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic was beaten, and the principal of Durmstrang, Karkaroff, was also beaten - Dumbledore suddenly wanted to think about Alan

It's still relatively reliable. I'll take this review back.

If we proceed in this order, what kind of life accident will happen to Professor Snape next time?

What Dumbledore didn't know at this moment was that when Sirius was proven harmless, Professor Snape had actually been attacked...

"Okay, Alan, let's come out. We won't have a snowball fight today. Let's go eat next." The pit was quickly emptied by magic, and Dumbledore looked like he was busy in this place where many prefects were busy.

The night that didn't work out became extra exciting.

Probably, this is the second most tiring class he has led? (To be continued)