when harry potter met league of legends

"Professor, good morning."

Allen's greeting was unusually confident. After all, he had really not committed any crime during this period, and the preparations had been done in advance without any omissions.

"Good morning, Alan, um, how are you packing?"

"All documents have been checked three times to confirm that there is nothing missing, and they have been rechecked twice to confirm this matter again." Allen confidently patted his new bag specially used to hold documents and signaled.

Everything is complete.

"That's very good, but I'm not referring to those documents. I've seen the effort you put into them - I mean, have you packed away the wizard robes and cloaks for the official meeting?"

...

There’s no need to mention the scene issue anymore, Professor—Professor McGonagall even hired someone to train for a whole day, and there will definitely be no loopholes.

Allen's mouth twisted secretly, and he responded seriously: "There is no problem, Professor, I checked the ceremonial robe carefully last night, and used magic to take care of it and put it in without missing a thing.

Go inside the box."

"That's great, Alan, where are the groceries and other things for the road?"

"We've all taken care of the professor." Allen responded seriously, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart - why did the professor talk so much today, even a little verbose? Is he completely different from what he usually feels?

Could it be - is there some secret mission?

But as for the secret mission, shouldn't it be arranged by Dumbledore? Could it be that the mission was considered too difficult, so the professor rejected the principal's decision, but this matter is quite important, so now the professor is quite

Are you wondering whether you should leave the task to yourself?

Anyway, there is nothing important going on this time. To embarrass the professor like this, it is estimated that the matter is quite important. In this case, it is better to get things done - anyway, Allen is very concerned about himself at the moment.

I still have some confidence in my strength, and it’s quite satisfying to be able to help my dean solve the problem, isn’t it? After all, he is taken care of by his dean on a daily basis, and if he can help, Allen feels that he is absolutely

I want to help.

Now that he had made such a decision, Allen was no longer polite to the professor. He simply ended the professor's entanglement and asked very steadily and calmly: "Well, professor, what do you need?

I'm going to do it, or what can I do to help?"

As Allen made his words clearer, the hesitation on the professor's face became more intense, but he still didn't say it directly. He seemed to be staring at Allen, but his eyes were not here at all.

, just looking at the constantly floating eyeballs, you can tell that the professor has been rapidly judging the situation and making decisions in his heart at this moment.

Perhaps it was Allen's calmness that finally gave the professor the reason to make up his mind to speak out. After struggling with his eyes for a long time, the professor finally spoke.

"Well, actually I don't think I should say it, but you keep insisting here, and the thought that keeps popping up keeps telling me to tell you my worries - seeing that you are so energetic today, I

I think it doesn’t matter if things are said—”

It's coming, it's coming - it's quite boring to go there early, but Allen is quite happy when any tasks are assigned to him.

"Actually, whether it is etiquette issues or the ability to handle emergencies, I feel that I have never had to ask more questions, but I am still a little worried about going to Germany this time - so, Alan, after going to Germany this time

, don’t just duel with other wizards. If you have to, be gentler. In addition, don’t conflict with the German Ministry of Magic. Don’t cause trouble with German Aurors. Don’t do unnecessary things after divorce..."

The professor had no intention of stopping as soon as he started talking, but what he meant was that after Allen passed by this time, the professor had been afraid that he would mess up...

Hey, professor...

There was a look of dumbfounding at the corner of Allen's mouth... (To be continued)