when harry potter met league of legends

“How about this one?”

"Excellent, couldn't be better - both the temperament and the color are perfect for you."

Today, Anne fixed a simple side ponytail with a light blue hairpin. The tips of her hair would slightly sweep across the beige windbreaker when she spoke. Although the light yellow sweater did not match the windbreaker, it did not give people any attention.

The disharmonious feeling makes it look a bit more youthful.

However, it is a pity that Allen, who is short of words, cannot think of suitable words of praise. To be precise, those lame words of praise were all squeezed out by him with great difficulty.

"What about that and the one just now?"

"Everything is fine, how about buying them all?"

Then the clothes were politely returned, and Allen went to the next store.

Just as they were turning the street, the sound of quarreling suddenly came from ahead.

"It turns out that you like friends like this, Decorah. I thought you would have higher standards - at least be worthy of your own bloodline, right?"

The tone was quite calm, as if it contained no emotion, but the sarcasm of the words could still be felt very clearly even if the person who was not the target was not.

With a smile on his face, Allen instantly became energetic as if he were walking into an air-conditioned room on the road in summer. He even wanted to go there and do something. However, after thinking about it for a moment, he decisively gave up the opportunity to have fun - since he agreed.

If he had a good stroll with Annie, he wouldn't want any unpleasant episodes to happen in the middle.

"Let's go over there. It's hard to get out. I'm not interested in kids fighting or anything like that," Alan smiled and shook his head, pulling Annie towards the other side - anyway, the streets here are filled with the Ministry of Magic.

Covered, if any excessive magic is released, someone will apparate over immediately, so there is no need to worry about anything happening.

However, just as Allen turned around, a familiar voice came over, it was Harry's.

"Get out of the way, you're blocking me. I'm not interested in taking care of your things, but I'm going over -"

"What the hell, kid? Who do you think you're talking to? You're talking to a noble Malfoy!"

Allen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became interested - this is the guy who just made fun of him, calling himself Malfoy. What is going on? Are there people pretending to be pure-blood wizards? Those who care can't be coaxed, and those who don't care can't be coaxed.

It's of no use what you say, right?

"Let's go and have a look, brother, it sounds like the voice of your little apprentice."

Little apprentice?

It doesn't seem to be bad - even though you have to pay for it.

Allen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and pulled Annie over to watch the fun. Although Annie was probably taking care of him, why did he know so clearly?

The corner of the street was slightly blocked at this moment. Harry and Qiu were standing at the farthest side. Harry had his wand drawn out and faced a blond man who was about seventeen or eighteen years old standing in the middle.

Guys, looking at Harry's face, he might do something in the next moment.

The other guy who was ridiculed before was unexpectedly an acquaintance. He was Malfoy. He was supposed to be dating Pansy, and two of Pansy's best friends were acting as light bulbs nearby - obviously, this was not a formal event.

On a date, you have to bring along a companion.

However, what Allen vaguely felt was wrong was that one of the people seemed to be named Daphne Greengrass...

The noble circle is quite chaotic, especially now that this person calls himself Malfoy, which is even more strange.

When Allen was sizing up the situation, the other side was also sizing up Allen - especially the places with common badges and markers. After finding that he didn't see anything familiar, the other side's calmness

The mocking tone started again.

"turn out to be--"

"Snapped."

Allen shook his finger. The guy who called himself Malfoy was slapped on the wall and petrified, and Allen promised that this force would never alarm the Ministry of Magic or anything - after listening to the other party's tone of voice, he felt that in his heart

You have a pretty good idea of ​​what the other person will say.

So, let's just let this guy calm down.

Ignoring the other person's murderous look, Allen turned his eyes to Harry:

"Um, Harry, what happened?" (To be continued)