when harry potter met league of legends

It turns out that Allen was wrong.

He completely overestimated the lower limit of speculators, because those guys had no lower limit at all.

As a media company based in the UK, the Foley family surrendered faster than they could run away.

Strong? Really fragrant?

It doesn't exist. This word has never been in the dictionary of the Daily Prophet's old employer, because there is no such thing as resistance.

After Professor McGonagall announced with a smile that Dumbledore was preparing to run for Minister of Magic, his attitude changed so quickly that Alan mistakenly thought that the world line had changed to the point where Dumbledore was already the Minister of Magic.

Surpass France...overwhelm Denmark...aren't you a staunch fence-sitter?

Learn from the operations of your colleagues who sit on the fence. The White Devil from Hogwarts to the new Minister of Magic arriving in London loyal to him can at least make six newspaper headlines!

Allen, who was unable to make any contribution, watched the agreements being signed one after another, and watched as Walsh Foley happily used galleons as consumables, without even showing a trace of heartache.

After the two parties reached a friendly and quick agreement, Walsh Foley even took his own elf to send Allen and Professor McGonagall out of the castle. The posture was completely unlike Allen and the others who had taken a lot of gold from here.

Galleon left, but it seemed like he had given the Foley family a gold mine.

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"Tsk, no wonder Minister Fudge has been targeting Dumbledore." Guessing that the two of them could not be seen from behind, Allen turned to look at the Welfare Castle that was gradually covered by magic and sighed: "Look at the reaction of the Daily Prophet

——I feel like he is sending off the deputy minister."

"The deputy minister would not dare to take one hundred thousand galleons from him as campaign funds." Professor McGonagall seemed to be in a good mood. Obviously, the successful achievement of the first goal made her more confident in the next actions.

Hiss... You are still ruthless... Allen took a breath of air... No wonder this is the first choice target. One hundred thousand galleons were given to him, so he dared to assassinate Voldemort that night.

Of course, even if you are a talkative person, you can beat him or her. The problem is that you may not be able to keep the person. If you keep the Horcrux, you can't kill him without destroying it.

One hundred thousand galleons, I don’t know what the school and campaign rates are.

"Now that we have funds, we can print letters on a large scale and send them to parents and graduating students," Professor McGonagall said as she handed the folder in her hand to Allen, "Keep the agreement inside.

, the school can take a breath of relief next.”

Professor! These are two funds from two accounts. Dumbledore will cry if you spend this way! These are campaign funds obtained in his name!

"It's time to think about Albus's campaign slogan. Alan, what do you think?"

This Galleons has obviously increased Professor McGonagall's enthusiasm for Dumbledore's candidacy for Minister of Magic. Originally it was just to prevent the school from being tightly choked by the Ministry of Magic, but now this huge amount of money has given her a new

Plan - The school still has many empty classrooms that have become tattered due to too many seat repairs that have not been repaired. The bathroom on the second floor is still in a state of abandonment. The armor in the castle is so poor that it can only be oiled during the festival.

, there is no time to protect the rust.

When she entered the school, the Transfiguration class was taught by her and Dumbledore, but it had been a long time since there was enough salary to hire a second professor - and the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, whose salary plus curses

The rumors also caused the position to be vacant from time to time.

Mr. Filch is getting older, and it's time for him to have a deputy...

Allen suddenly felt a little cold and couldn't help but wrap the robe with the document bag tighter...