when harry potter met league of legends

"impossible!"

The potion with the luster of mother-of-pearl in the crucible emitted steam that rose in a spiral shape, and emitted a smell that seemed to be a mixture of several fragrances, but it was not offensive, but it was unusually comfortable——

The faint aroma of ink, the smell of sun-drenched clothes, the smell of fresh parchment mixed with spices when spread out, and...

Allen shook his head, and with a pale face, he stopped judging the taste, and tried to focus on what the prepared potion was.

He used a small spoon to pick up a little potion, and Alan carefully identified it.

The color is not quite the same, but the most important points are exactly the same.

Carefully recalling the pile of ingredients that I added when cooking, 80% of them are exactly the same herbs, and the remaining few, in terms of medicinal properties, are not actually very conflicting, considering the properties of each herb.

Allen even suspected that he had accidentally discovered the special application methods of several herbal medicines - he boiled them for at least an hour less than the normal time. Considering the price of the medicines, he could even use them.

This time the improvement of the prescription will be published in a paper or something.

However, this is not the point.

The point is - at this moment, Allen is almost 100% sure of what this boiled thing is.

Love potion.

That's right, it's Love Potion, one of the scariest potions in the magic world and the most effective love potion.

‘How is it possible? Why is it a love potion? The clue to unlocking the golden egg is actually a love potion?’ Allen was a little doubtful about life.

The key to cracking the secret of the golden egg is actually a love potion? What an international joke! What did the person who asked the question think?

Even if it has not been verified and the love potion is still cooking in the pot instead of dripping onto the golden egg, Allen can still confirm that he has got the key to unlocking the golden egg this time. Whether it is science or magic, knowledge is

Planting things is very serious. Except for those magics that are still in the scope of occult research, the rest of the magics have incredible logic. Since there is no problem with the herbs tested and there is no problem with the cooking process, then it is natural that the result will be

There won't be any deviation.

Forcibly suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Allen transferred the medicine he got out of the crucible into the bottle, then cleaned up the crucible and the table, picked up all the garbage, and sat down at the table again.

The protective magic was added again, and the golden egg was opened by Allen. Allen gently opened the mouth of the potion bottle, and then dropped the potion on the magic that had not been activated.

With the pearl-colored potion dripping on it, even if his ears were blocked, Allen could still detect the change in the sound from the sound transmission from the bones touched by his fingers - the magic was released, and the noise had become insignificant.

A pleasant but recognizable song.

Look for us wherever our voices sound,

We cannot sing on the ground.

When you search, please consider:

We took away your most beloved baby.

You only have one hour,

To find and take back the things we took,

After an hour all hope is gone,

It has completely disappeared and will never appear again.

Um?

Allen was stunned for a moment - why does this singing sound sound so familiar?

I seem to have heard it somewhere?

Can't sing on the ground? Wait, isn't this just a mermaid? Change the soup without changing the medicine? But the love potion has a relationship with the mermaid? Is there any connection between this song and the unlocking method?

Who thought of changing the way to open golden eggs? Let's go have a fight in the Forbidden Forest? Or if you stick your head over, I'll give you a buff?

Putting away the golden eggs without any interest, Allen stretched himself - the whole night was wasted, and the final result was a known result.

Could it be that there is a fortune teller among those producers? He thought that the golden eggs would be concentrated in his hands anyway, so he simply added a lock that is super difficult to crack?

unknown.

After checking the time, Allen took out the second golden egg and prepared to experiment - if all the golden eggs were designed so that they could only be opened with a love potion, he would secretly inquire about the master who designed it after the game.

This thing, then drink some Polyjuice Potion and visit.

However, just when Allen had just found a new golden egg, there was a sudden noise from the classroom window.

A ginger-yellow figure walked straight into a ventilated window that was specially opened by Allen to prevent too much bad gas from being brewed by the potion. Then he threw himself on Allen in a few steps and hung it on Allen's chest.

Got up.

"Don't make trouble, Crookshanks, I have something to do here."

Allen smiled and said something to it, but of course it received a look of contempt. Then it found the most comfortable position in Allen's arms and lay there to warm up - Allen never did

The fire that was half boiling potion and half heating was extinguished. The blue flame floating in the air relied on magic power to warm the entire classroom.

Come on - the experiment can't be done, let's pet the cat.

Anyway, we already know the conclusion. Beating people is just talk. You can't really beat them up for a competition, right?

Putting the golden egg on the table, Allen scratched Crookshanks' chin with very dexterous hands, and soon there were purring sounds of satisfaction in the classroom. Well, all the cats he petted were good cats.

"Have you eaten yet, Crookshanks?"

Alan asked as he took out the cat food from his pocket - although he was a bit suspicious of taking Pudding's job, I believe Pudding wouldn't mind.

Just when Allen was obsessed with the great cause of feeding cats, a loud noise suddenly came from the door. With an explosion, the door locking magic and soundproofing magic that Allen had casually arranged were all broken.

The wand pointed directly into the classroom.

Allen snapped his fingers, and the wand pointed at him was disarmed almost instantly, and then he looked at the door angrily - who on earth broke through the door so blindly?

Doesn't he know that you generally can't break into an empty classroom?

Although Allen arranged the magic randomly, even students who are about to graduate may not be able to solve it. At this age, don't you know what happens in the empty classrooms in the school occasionally? Even Ai

London City will ignore those empty classrooms that look like they are locked by magic during the night check. It will be very embarrassing if something happens!!!

"Come in!" Allen's tone was slightly serious.

He wanted to see who was so shameless, tearing open doors in the castle at night - twin brothers would never play any pranks like this, which guy who is about to graduate is still so unclear?

Is being a prefect just for the job??? (To be continued)