when harry potter met league of legends

"UNO!"

Accompanied by a voice with a sinister laugh, a group of sub-prefects put down all the cards in their hands.

"Come on, I'm willing to admit defeat. Let's calculate the points. It's 10 cents for a bean, so don't cheat on it -" Classmate Marshall looked like a villain and directly picked up the multi-flavor beans that were placed on the plate -

—It’s still the kind that has been selected once to remove most of the recognized good tastes.

This is the third night after the principal comes back, and tomorrow is the first day of school.

Although Dumbledore is back, a group of prefects still find that their lives have not changed much. Today is the day before going back to school. There is no way to go to the library to sort out the books, so they might as well go to the library together.

They got together and played cards.

Everyone else smiled brightly, even if they ate something with a weird taste, they just felt uncomfortable for a while and then continued to have fun, but Allen was the only one with a dark face holding a pile of cards and not intending to say anything - these little bitches

Play dirty with him!

Well, a basic card is ten points, and a functional card is fifty points. Based on the cards in his hand, he can probably eat half a plate of carefully selected beans!!!

This made him immediately start to think crazily in his mind about some magic that could block the sense of taste so that he could survive the next difficulties, otherwise he would really die.

It's a pity that how could anyone develop such a painful magic? Even if Allen temporarily bought the inheritance, it was too late - the inheritance had never heard of any hero whose special ability made him lose his sense of taste!!!

Fortunately, at this moment, the door to the empty classroom suddenly opened. Harry's eyes wandered around for a long time before he found Allen, who was holding a hand of cards. "Sure enough, Nearly Headless Nick was right. You are here."

Bian——Ellen, Professor McGonagall is looking for you!"

Well done Harry!

Allen silently gave Harry a thumbs up, then inserted the cards in his hand directly into the deck, grabbed a handful of beans on the table, and said, "I don't have time to eat slowly, so I will

I won’t count anymore. Let’s just count it this way. You guys can play slowly. I’m leaving first.” He picked up the water cup, chewed it for a few times and then handed it down with water. Although his expression was unusually sour, his mood was still

But it's extremely comfortable.

Well, according to the rules they set in advance, each bean must be chewed carefully, rinsed with water after eating, and then take the second one slowly - if you play like that, you will really die.

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Just treat it like drinking Chinese medicine - Chinese medicine also has pills anyway, right? The only regret is that this stuff is not made from honey.

Ignoring the other people's words about cheating and cheating, Alan quickly pulled Harry out of the classroom. Professor McGonagall had important matters. Didn't you see that he was so anxious?

However, Harry stopped extremely uncooperatively, with surprise on his face, "Hey, Alan, the professor didn't call me."

Didn't call you?

Behind everyone's back, Allen rolled his eyes, then turned around, his expression changing very quickly: "I didn't call you, so I went over to play cards. Remember to let them clear the account first before we start."

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Along the way, Allen began to reflect on whether he had done anything provocative recently.

Violate school rules?

No, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary during this period. He didn't even get called out by the professor to criticize him for teasing others in the past few days, and he didn't touch anyone who came to visit him from other schools.

Touched it!

With random thoughts, Allen knocked on Professor McGonagall's office. After receiving the professor's response, he opened the door and went in.

Calm down, calm down, you have nothing to blame during this period, you have not violated school rules during this period, and you have not made an appointment with your classmates in the corner of the campus. There will be no problem!

Allen silently told himself that this wave was very stable and he must endure it. He asked with a timid look on his face: "Good evening, Professor, Harry said you were looking for me, why did you come to see me?"

"Harry didn't come over, did he?"

Emmm, didn't you tell Harry not to let him come?

Of course, this cannot be said directly, "Harry hasn't come over. If anything happens, I'll inform him to come over."

"It's okay if you didn't come over." Professor McGonagall stood up and tapped the door of the office with her wand, which was a magic to prevent eavesdropping.

"Well, what I'm going to tell you next is something that goes against the rules of the game, but I'm afraid we have to finish it now - Harry's results in the next game will be directly invalidated. Your task is

Protect Harry."

"Protect Harry?" Alan repeated.

"That's right, protect Harry - although I don't know what Dumbledore was thinking, and he would rashly agree to that completely unreliable proposal in the end, but the current situation is that Harry's safety must be entirely entrusted to you.

Yes, Allen."

Did Dumbledore force his decision?

Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore still had a conflict over this?

Perhaps because Allen's look was too obvious, Professor McGonagall finally chose to answer the question head-on after hesitating several times on the expression on his face.

"Well, although I also know that it is really inappropriate to say such a thing to a student, Dumbledore does have too many problems that need to be solved, and the school's financial situation does require that large sum of money.

Donate, but I still feel that Albus’s decision is too risky.”

The professor looked at Allen.

"Robinett, I'm sorry that such a lot of pressure will be placed on you alone, just because Dumbledore said you could - if you have any difficulties, I will immediately go to Albus to fight for it.

Yes, a child who has just grown up should not have to bear this kind of burden."

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So Professor, could you please explain it clearly? I am really confused when you look like this. Let’s discuss the difficulty issue after everyone explains it clearly!

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall didn't have the bad habit of telling people off. She probably found that the way she described it was indeed a bit unclear, so she hesitated for a while with a somewhat difficult expression, and finally said what she was struggling with.

things.

"The fourth competition - that is, the project that Germany applied for the past Triwizard Tournament, has now been decided."

"According to the description from Germany, they have plans to add other contestants - of course, these contestants are just here to compete with you, rather than participating in the finals. Everyone will be eliminated in the competition.

The score of the competition is judged based on many aspects. Of course, there is no doubt that the person who persists to the end will get the highest score."

"And during the competition, there will be dark wizards who are specially approved to join the team - under normal circumstances, they will not be shown in front of outsiders. Durmstrang has been approved since he entered school, and he has been studying black magic from beginning to end.

Wizards. In addition, there are some wizards who are no more than the graduation age of eighteen and are practicing outside, the kind who have been taught alone since childhood." (To be continued)