when harry potter met league of legends

"Why me? Who am I, where am I, what did I do wrong?"

At the desk, Allen was doubting his life.

At this moment, in front of him, there was a thick stack of reports that needed to be written - defrauding funds or something like that, it's not just about talking about it, you have to at least write a report, right?

Who can the report be given to?

Of course, there are no O.W.Ls or N.E.W.Ts for the sixth-grade prefects! After all, the prefects are also the managers of the school. Who will catch him if you don’t catch him at this time?

This is already the seventh day that Allen came to give a report. Although he miraculously escaped the fabrication in the divination class, under the influence of a magical power, he still returned to the post of making things up...

Just when Allen was struggling with data and tables, the office door suddenly opened.

"Alan, you are over here - the professor asked me to handle the application on your behalf." The sound from behind the door made Alan feel like he had entered heaven all of a sudden.

But he soon discovered that this was just an illusion.

"Well, the professor said that there is a competition in the afternoon. You can't rush there in a hurry. You have to prepare in advance to avoid others thinking that we don't respect the competition or something."

???

Wait?

what's the situation?

Contest?

Allen suddenly came back to his senses - these days he has been busy processing forms for declaring funds and so on. In addition to regular classes, he has been working overtime in the office. He has not even eaten dessert a few times, let alone

I'm concerned about the competition.

"Hello? Allen? Are you okay?" A palm waved in front of Allen, waking Allen up from his thoughts.

"When is the game?"

"Didn't you hear the notice at one o'clock this afternoon?"

I’m just looking at the application form. Who remembers this?

Allen suddenly remembered something - that boy Harry doesn't know the information about the competition yet!

He knew about it, but during this period, apart from eating, resting and going to class, he spent time in the office working on materials and so on. He had no chance to tell Harry, and he didn't even make any preparations. When the boy saw the lake, he was really stupid.

It's over...

There's nothing you can do - help cheat.

With time so tight, relying on magic is obviously unreliable, and we can only rely on the power of potions or herbs.

"Do you know where the professor is?"

"The professor left school today and won't be back until this afternoon - she and Miss Celia went to Diagon Alley to do some herbal medicine."

???

Professor, you asked me to catch up on my work here and then went shopping by myself?

Allen cursed as he began to search among the professor's commonly used herbs - these were herbs that he could use at will, and several of them were so expensive that a single plant could be calculated in galleons.

Unfortunately, there is nothing here that Allen wants to get - gill grass, which is not widely used and can be replaced by magic, and can hardly be used as a material in common potions. There are not many people in it.

I will pursue it, but the price is still high due to the output, so there is no such thing in the herbs outside.

Yes, you can't steal it if you are lazy. It's okay to use medicine from outside. Allen will never touch it if he keeps it privately. It seems that the only way is to get the medicine on the spot - and it has to be the kind of self-prescription that can be improvised...

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Because of the bubble spell and transfiguration, there is no underwater breathing potion in the magic world. Now Allen has to rely on his own knowledge to make something similar, and then boil the potion out - cheating

Ah! The most important thing is that even if I get this bad magic potion, I can’t sell it!!!

Rolling his eyes, Allen took out the utensils and told himself steadily - the money is collected, the money is collected... (To be continued)