when harry potter met league of legends

"Snapped."

The severed necklace was thrown to the ground carelessly, lying flat on the ground like its owner, half-immersed in the mud.

"I really don't understand. You obviously don't know anything, so why do you look like you've calculated everything?" Allen took out his wand and glanced around the enemy with helpless eyes, stepping on his feet wearing thick leather boots.

On top of the necklace, he directly stepped it deeply into the soil.

"You guys, you must be playing some kind of conspiracy, which made me worry and hesitate for a long time, and I don't know how to deal with it-" Shaking his head, Allen waved his wand to everyone's surprised eyes.

The young lady who brought him here, with the surprised look in her eyes, silently activated a stun spell. After a flash of red light, she didn't have time to take any precautions and fell back amid Alan's nagging voice.

She fell down, but was caught by a soft straw mat that was quickly woven from the ground. The straw mat then grew rapidly, wrapping her whole body inside and forming a thick vine net to ward off possible incoming enemies.

attack.

"It's true, it's true - the problem will be much easier to deal with after you come out," Allen shook his head and looked at the people who took out their wands and rushed toward him and the magic flying in the air. He gestured with his left hand that was not holding the wand.

With the gesture, the whole person disappeared in place, leaving only a little yellow light.

The next second, Allen appeared next to the guy who was rushing forward. He tapped his wand, fearful.

The silver armor spell lit up almost instantly, but it had no effect at all. The face of the person who was cursed changed drastically, and he found that he had no way to control his body. The body that was originally charging forward changed its direction strangely.

He fled at full speed in the direction with his back to Allen.

Before Allen could cast his second spell, the opponent's body flashed with a blue light, and then the whole person disappeared on the spot and appeared in the distance. At the same time, the rest of the people also reacted, and the spell was directed towards Ai crazily.

Lun smashed over.

The purple shield lit up, and Allen gently snapped his fingers. The man who had just dispelled the fear effect of the Iron Armor Curse suddenly felt that the ground under his feet lit up. Then, the ground under the man's feet turned blood red, and in the blood red center

At this point, a pitch-black cross quietly emerged, greedily devouring everything around it, not even letting go of the concept of darkness, forming a strange eye-like pattern in the surrounding blood-red.

In the center of the pattern, a crisp sound sounded like a glass breaking. The strong iron armor spell peeled off piece by piece like a cooked egg shell being stirred by invisible fingers, followed by the light blue pieces held up by the brooch.

The colored shield, the violet shadow attached to the necklace, and the blood-colored transparent crystal pulled out from his arm made the man wail in pain.

"ah!!!!"

Heart-rending screams rang out. The man endured the pain and rolled towards the ground. The ring on his hand began to emit a black mist. He tried to hide himself into the night, but he heard a sound that didn't sound like much.

A crisp sound of snapping fingers.

A light black crow emerged from his chest with soul-piercing pain. The huge pain almost made him faint. However, an irresistible force made him feel like he was under a flying curse.

, and rushed madly towards the "little brat who had just grown up and not graduated" that they were going to attack.

"Are you kidding? That information -" He used all his strength to set up the final shield for himself, and felt a bit of joy in his mind for some reason, "No one can run away, haha, no one can run away."

It’s not possible, is it?”

Several rays of blood flew out, easily breaking the shield, and then easily passed through his body, bringing out the last bloody soul, floating around Allen's body, and slowly turning.

"So, really, it has created so many troublesome problems. You can't solve the problem but you come out, so I can only solve it -" Allen's tone was a bit helpless, but when he said the last sentence

At that time, the whole person had appeared behind another guy who was slightly distracted because another partner fell down and did not even release a spell such as the Iron Armor Curse to protect himself. The dagger was inserted from the vest, inserted from the chest, and then moved along the

The gap was pulled hard. It was not until he slowly pulled out the sword that Allen said the second half of the sentence, "——You guys."

Just when Allen pulled out his sword, the wizards surrounding him screamed in terror for the first time, but unfortunately Allen couldn't understand a word.

...

Putting away his sword, Allen frowned.

It seemed, seemingly, that as soon as he started, he killed the only one who could speak English?

Then what's the point of half a day?

Allen looked at the other party unhappily, and found that the other party's group was involved in an extremely violent quarrel, but it didn't look like he had killed three people in a row and frightened the other party. Instead, it looked like - well, like there was something completely beyond

What they perceived to be the same situation happened.

Then the remaining five people seemed to have discussed something and began to gather quickly. Then the four people around them quickly put on various shields for several people, and then the last woman in the middle quickly put on various shields.

Spell casting - but this time it is not a short battle spell, but a long series of spells, even with some ritual content mixed in. It is simply not like the attack method used by modern wizards.

Long spell? Allen was stunned for a moment. Such complex spells that are not used in common battles have almost been eliminated by wizards, but when used, they are often extremely powerful or have magical effects - such as the spell used to resurrect Voldemort.

It's this type.

Although he had the idea of ​​​​knowing something, Allen had no intention of becoming a target at all. He waved his wand, and the muddy ground began to solidify quickly, and then he crazily approached the group of people gathered on the other side. When he got close,

Countless rocks protruded directly like a landslide, pressing directly towards the small group of five people - either stop casting spells, or be crushed into minced meat, these two choices are up to you.

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On top of the stone walls that were pressed up layer by layer, countless small rock protrusions were shaking crazily like an earthquake, as if they were about to explode in the next second, and then while squeezing the shields, they continued to emit artistic sounds.

The breath comes.

However, to Allen's surprise, the opponent's shield was surprisingly strong. The stone wall rolled over layer by layer was like a knife encountering extremely viscous liquid. Every time it was pressed in, it consumed countless time.

, and sometimes even get popped out crazily by that force, without the momentum to successfully crush people into a ball.

As a result, all kinds of lights began to appear on Allen's body, and various shields were refreshed crazily on his body - since he couldn't kill the opponent for a while, he could only see which magic the opponent had taken effect.

There is no way, although Allen still doesn't know who the other party is at this moment, but what is certain is that none of them are so poor that they don't have a magic item with them. As just said, it is definitely not relying on those people's own strength.

Carrying down the pressure of rocks.

The next moment Allen was ready, a highly corrosive force was transmitted directly from the huge pile of rocks. The magic power attached to Allen began to be crazily devoured as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

Up, the force that caused the entire stone pile to compress towards the center was completely lost, and even began to shake the stone pile itself.

An existence that swallows magic? What kind of magic is this?

Allen simply gave up controlling the pile of rocks. The goal was no longer achieved anyway, and there was no need to compete with the opponent for magic power. Although he could take potions at any time, these potions were mixed with the blood and sweat of his Hogwarts classmates, so it would not be wasted.

It's better not to waste it.

Just after Allen gave up the control of the pile of stones, the sound of caracara rang out from the pile of stones. In the solid pile of stones, the rustling sound had no intention of stopping. In almost a few seconds, the entire pile of stones was piled up.

The pile collapsed directly, revealing the wizard inside and a bunch of skeletons that kept making terrifying sounds with their jaws.

This is?

Some kind of summoning object of black magic? Just like an Oolong coming out of a hole to summon a snake, this one summoned a bunch of skulls?

Among the collapsed rocks, two wizards had exhausted their magic power and collapsed on the ground. It was obvious that they had exhausted their strength by continuously using spells and magic props in the process of resisting Allen and forcing them to protect themselves.

, except for the pale witch in the middle, whose eyes were filled with a fierce look that wanted to kill someone, but - she still couldn't understand a word.

Just after a series of declarations that seemed incomprehensible, hundreds of skulls flew towards Allen with hatred. Wherever they passed, the soil that had been slightly dissolved began to appear with a layer of white frost.

, at the same time, the sounds of gada gada also merged into one, forming an extremely strange tune.

However, there are eggs.

Allen wasn't even cautious. Not only that, he even had the urge to laugh.

"So - really, after talking for a long time, I couldn't understand it from beginning to end. What's the use? What's the use of releasing this magic? It's like I started trying to mutter a few words to you -

"What's the use..." There was a bit of self-mockery on Allen's face, but his hands were not slow at all. He inserted the wand back, pulled out the dagger that had been put away by the previous murderer, and the holy flame lit up, golden as if

The radiant holy flame almost instantly enveloped and burned the entire sword.

Then, the entire sword was waved in the air, and the fan-shaped flames swept straight into the pile of skeletons. The coldness began to melt instantly as if it met the sun, and then the holy flame licked crazily among the piles of skeletons.

He got up and burned a blank among the pile of skeletons. (To be continued)