when harry potter met league of legends

Luck is a very important attribute - but in poker, luck is definitely not as good as real skill.

Well, in the scientific world, the element of luck can be eliminated. If you have technology, you can do whatever you want.

Well, this technology also has a more popular name, called Qian.

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Two hours later, it was still the temporarily occupied empty classroom.

Several types of playing cards have been changed on the table. On the small table next to the packaging bags, there is already a thick stack of Bibi multi-flavor bean packaging bags, and the water glass on the table has been refilled countless times.

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The current method of playing is a Muggle method they heard about, called Golden Flower.

"Ha," Allen yawned, and then looked at a circle of classmates with dissatisfied eyes, "That's enough for fun. You don't need to eat dinner if you want to eat more beans."

Putting the cards in his hand on the table, Allen stretched out and said, "Everyone except Harry will lose to me on one condition. I'm not going to lie to you, I'm a good card thief. Let's throw in the towel and pack up. Let's go have dinner."

Otherwise the stakes are increased and we have to unpack new ones.”

"Hiccup," a not too loud belch sounded, causing the person who was about to declare that the base would not explode or surrender to sit down and directly put down the cards in his hand.

Almost like a chain reaction, the cards were pushed out one after another, and finally stopped at the side of classmate Marshall.

"Are you sure? I'm lucky today (Alan silently calmed his restless conscience). If you don't vote, it's almost you. I'll give you another chance."

"It's okay, no need, I'm quite sure - if you lose, we will help you go to the greenhouse to get a bouquet. You stand in front of the Hogwarts Express and kneel down on one knee to deliver it to the first girl who comes out.

Okay." Marshall had a mean smile on his face, but the words he said made people feel that the punishment was quite light, which made Allen have the urge to let this kid go this time.

"I haven't finished talking yet," Marshall paused, then added, "After handing it over, he shouted, "Sell the flowers, and then ask her for a Sicco's money."

...

It's really difficult to think about this kid not seeking death.

Originally, Allen wanted to let him go.

"Okay, how about just blocking something instead of betting beans? Well, if you lose, you don't have to wear the same clothes as them, just take over your prefect badge and go on duty for one night -

Well, bring your clothes with you." Allen smiled and waved his hands with a calm look on his face.

"With clothes?"

"Well, bring your clothes."

There were mean smiles all around - the demands of these two people were more severe than the other...

"It's okay, let's make a bet."

"No regrets?"

"No regrets." Marshall's voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

He spread the cards on the table, arranged them in a very neat row, and then with a cheeky smile, he turned over the first card: "Look, this is an A."

After a pause, another card was opened: "Hey, this one is also an A."

"So, prepare to spend it, Allen - the last one is still an A."

Marshall had a particularly bright smile on his face, full of enthusiasm.

Then Allen directly turned over all the cards in his hand,,,5.

"No more mystery, remember to get dressed to pick up someone tomorrow night - let's go, let's go eat!"

"Alan, didn't you say that your cards are particularly strong?" Marshall's voice was full of grief, as if he had waited hard all night for the update to open the red dot only to find the three words "Request for Leave".

..

"Isn't it bigger than yours?" Allen didn't look back, his tone was full of lamentation for the young man's ignorance.

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Next to the carriage that was pulling the students into the school, a group of prefects in fancy clothes held up torches and looked at the students, their expressions still showed the smiles that Alan had asked not to show.

"Line up to get on the carriage. Don't be confused. According to age, senior students are behind." - The face that was forced to keep a smile and the logo on the clothes looked unusual under the flickering flames of the torch.

It's so weird that many first and second grade wizards even have red eyes.

And just when a group of prefects were scaring the lower students, in the Great Hall of Hogwarts, Marshall's eyes were full of despair for life.

His hair was lengthened by witchcraft and neatly tied up, and his face was put on light makeup by his girlfriend - even Marshall himself did not expect that when he said with shame that he lost the bet,

After the incident, his girlfriend would be so happy to help him prepare clothes, use magic to change the size, and even help him put on a light make-up.

"Alan, we brothers have something to discuss. I'm all dressed up here. I've been seen by the girls and the boys too. Don't show it in front of the group of junior students, right?"

"Of course - it's not good!"

Allen had a matter-of-fact expression on his face - just now when the group of them were dealing with the magic F on their clothes, Marshall was holding his girlfriend's hand and shyly showing off women's clothing.

It will not work if the behavior is not curbed.

"Well, while the prefects are busy welcoming new students, what you are doing now is to perform the duties of a prefect. Man, it's rare that Professor Sprout has agreed to allow me to let you serve as a temporary errand."

Late, you have to learn to seize opportunities!" Allen patted Marshall's shoulder and said earnestly: "The prefects are all helping to decorate the auditorium. It's not okay to be idle here. Come on, work hard, you can't

It makes people think that our Hufflepuff prefects are being lazy."

"But that's the girls' job!"

"Of course, it's not my task you're taking over - I'm going to see Peeves. If it's going to make any big news today, I have to at least go to Professor McGonagall's office for half an hour to drink tea.

, that bastard elf is really brave!" Allen waved his hand and said to Marshall, who had a conscience expression on his face: "Come on and work hard, see you later, man!"

However, just when Allen was about to leave in a hurry, he was suddenly stopped by several people who came in a group. Marshall's girlfriend, Allen and their superior female prefect were the leaders.

"Alan, let's make a bet."

???

What's going on? Is this joint feeding of dog food?

Marshall's eyes suddenly looked like he had met a savior, but what he said next had nothing to do with Marshall - "You guessed it, we girls will wear the F logo together. If you lose, hold a bouquet of roses over there."

It’s time to sell flowers.”

She took out a Galleung, flashed it, and then put it away.

"Okay, just bet."

The shining golden Galleon drew a particularly beautiful arc in the air, and then was caught and placed in front of Allen with his hands together.

"Guess when I gave birth." (To be continued)