when harry potter met league of legends

"It's finally over. God, Professor McGonagall never took her eyes off me. I swear, if I made any mistakes in my reading, I probably won't have to come off the stage alive to see you today."

After finishing his speech, Allen was finally able to stop being a poster after the banquet officially started. He sat down in the empty seat next to Anne and complained to Anne with an exaggerated expression about McGonagall when he just spoke as a student representative. The professor's gaze could be called terrifying.

The expressions on their faces were indeed too shocking, so he didn't even have time to pay attention to the looks of the two flower girls - there was no way, Professor McGonagall's marking skills were practiced with Dumbledore, and it was probably unparalleled in the entire wizarding world. Such a terrifying look...

Fortunately, it was over and nothing went wrong. Allen was filled with joy. As quickly as possible and as elegantly as possible, he stuffed the cake that had been prepared on the plate into his mouth and began to swallow it inconspicuously - -He is too hungry.

Well, because nutrition was relatively sufficient during this period, and when Allen was still growing, the ceremonial robe was a little smaller. However, although it looked like a decent thing, due to the material and the magic on it, it was There is no way to modify it with magic at will - in order to distinguish it from Muggle clothes, wizard's clothes will have some magic in them.

To sum up, it was a last-minute purchase and I couldn’t buy such good quality, so Allen was hungry all day long, which made that dress look so slim at the party...

Therefore, Allen was starving at the moment. Fortunately, Annie was more considerate and put the cake on his plate before he came over. Although it was a bit strange to put the cake on his plate before eating anything delicious, but he was hungry at the moment. Allen, who is so powerful, really can't control that much.

"Uh, na -" Annie had a strange expression on her face, but her mouth was filled with mousse cake, which suppressed what she wanted to say. Allen just wanted to laugh and looked at it. After no one noticed, he secretly picked up another small piece of cake with a fork and stuffed it into Annie's mouth.

"Okay, okay, I don't care if you eat sweets today, why are you in a hurry?" Allen smiled and handed it over again, with a bit of evil in his expression, "Eat slowly, and you don't have to be so anxious to swallow it when you see me coming. Well, there are more over here.”

What I was handed was not a drink but a dessert - anyway, the girl didn't choke or anything, so I just blocked out the excuse she had prepared so that I could take a good look at her angry expression.

Sure enough, as expected by Alan, not only was the dessert handed over not eaten, but it was stuffed directly over it under the control of magic. Looking at the posture, if Alan didn't swallow it, he would really be confused.

Biting and chewing, Allen's expression remained unchanged, and he muttered vaguely towards the angry person who was greedy for dessert: "It's really delicious, give it to Ni, you're stingy - -hiss."

Allen, who was feasting, took a breath of cold air - calves!

Just a joke, why is this girl so angry?

Besides, he also swallowed the cake, okay?

"Who asked you to sit here! Who asked you to eat cake?" The words in a low voice with a bit of shame and anger rang directly in Allen's ears, which immediately made Allen stupid.

However, before he could start thinking about it or even make plans for a wizard duel, another voice came from behind him, "Brother, why are you here? That's not your place."

Sounds a bit familiar.

Allen turned his head mechanically, and before he could turn around, someone sat down in the empty seat next to him. Although there was a smile on his face, he did not mean to be distant, but his eyes really revealed one meaning - that,

Sorry, there is someone here...

A double blow.

Dislike from two younger sisters.

"Well, we need to talk about something. Brother, you can go play with Marshall and the others." Annie followed up with a stab.

After a double amount of disgust, there was a double amount of expulsion.

…

Allen stood up, shocked, and then planned to discuss with Marshall and the others whether they could all relax during the duel today and relax from the pressure coming from the game.

Floating next to the boy, Allen found his position again, and the words "stay away from me" were vividly written on his face, scaring the few freshmen in fourth and fifth grade nearby who couldn't even speak properly - Allen

The name of the Big Devil at Hogwarts can cause two groups of guys who were having magical exchanges between classes to scatter and run away, because a certain prefect even couldn't help but beat up everyone who was fighting.

The kind of silent spellcasting...

In the middle of the banquet, the place became surprisingly quiet, but no one came to say anything - it was not a dance today, and the flow of people was still relatively small.

Just when Allen turned his grief and anger into appetite, a tentative voice finally came from around him, and Selma tried to ask a question with a sense of sincerity.

"Senior Allen, um, can I have some ham?"

?

Allen was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that in front of him, nearly half of the dish that he had unconsciously eaten was a whole processed Black Forest ham spread on top of sauerkraut...

While he was eating, a bunch of people nearby didn't dare to hand over their knives and forks to this area. It wasn't until Selma's foodie nature overcame the one that was locked up by Allen with an "I'm very unhappy" look on his face at the moment.

An atmosphere where no one dares to mess with it.

What else can I say?

Are you getting angry with a group of juniors who are not yet promising? Are you kidding? When the other party fights, they are taught the knowledge of fighting. Now that something is wrong with you, you can't mess around, right?

"Eat, eat, you guys are done eating here. I'm going to bring you a glass of wine and go to a nearby table to see if there's anyone with whom you're interested in talking." Allen helplessly spread his hands and looked toward the people nearby apologetically.

He smiled and didn't want to say anything, so he went to the special wine table next to him to get a glass, and walked towards other schools and people who could be invited to the banquet.

During this period, he has been so praised that he has almost become a legend - then, there should be some people who don't like him, right?

It wouldn't be a good idea to meet someone who is unconvinced and needs to fight to decide the outcome at this time.

If it really doesn't work, how about pretending to be drunk, walking to a remote corner, and giving those who are ready to attack a chance to attack?

All in all, I just feel so bored and want to find someone to fight with.

It's just a pity that the professor is here. If the professor is not here, he can pretend to be vulgar, and he will be beaten more easily. It's a pity. Allen shook his head and picked up the wine, and then the corner of his eye drifted to where Anne was sitting.

s position.

Well, during the quarrel, the man in the middle was trying hard to hold their hands down, with a look of helplessness. Then he met Allen's eyes, froze for a moment, turned his head, and when Allen was helpless,

There was a third look of disgust in his eyes.

Hmm, disgusted. (To be continued)