when harry potter met league of legends

Ha~!

Allen yawned and greeted several of his roommates - it was the most miserable Monday again.

This is probably the most unpleasant day of the week. Neither Muggles nor wizards welcome this day very much.

Brothers and sisters in a dormitory looked at each other's dark circles, laughed at each other, and started lining up to wash up and welcome the new day.

As for why they have such heavy dark circles? The answer is quite sad - they always have to pay it back when they go out to hang out, and their vacation homework was not touched because they had too much fun! Especially Allen - although Allen relies on his thick skin

He was forced to take a long vacation, but there was no doubt that he could not escape the homework during this period.

Therefore, a highly skilled wizard stays up until one o'clock in the middle of the night, not to think about the future of the wizard, nor to study any profound magic, nor to deal with the Dark Lord - he does this just to make up for his loss.

Operation!!!

Merlin, this is simply going backwards in the wizarding world! Allen complained in his heart last night when he was controlling five quill pens and frantically learning from his roommate's homework. By the way, he was thinking about how to improve the feathers - of course.

Of course I gave up.

After simply finishing breakfast, a group of young wizards walked towards the classroom in twos and threes, waiting for the professor to appear.

Taking this opportunity, Allen took the opportunity to ask others about the professor's temper - although the exchange was more than half way through, he had never seen the professor until now...

Sure enough, we can't afford to hurt children who love to skip class. After learning that the professor is a good old man who usually doesn't take care of things, even if the students can't answer the questions, he will easily let them go instead of being sarcastic like Professor Snape.

, Allen was very pleased - so, after giving the professor a good guy card, Allen just lay there.

About three minutes later, classmate Allen snored slightly and fell asleep.

Sleepiness is contagious, especially after half of the students stayed up late to catch up on their homework. After seeing Allen, a recognized good student, fall asleep at the end of the night, everyone's originally strong energy naturally couldn't hold it back. For a while, the classroom felt like

In the Muggle world, it’s like the senior year of high school is over and they fall down.

Well, when the Potions Professor of Mahoutokoro entered the classroom, he saw exactly this scene. He even suspected that he had entered the students' common room instead of the classroom where he was preparing to teach. This is the classroom for the Potions course! You guys

How on earth can you fall asleep in such an environment?

Even good people have anger - and it's even scarier when they're angry.

Especially today when the classroom is not only full of people sleeping but also empty - it is normal to stay up too late and not wake up in the morning.

After taking a few steps onto the podium, a silent spell blocked everyone's voices. As the wand struck the blackboard, a line of large words appeared on the blackboard.

"All the little wizards who are awake are called. If anyone dares to wake up a sleeping person, we will deal with it together!"

After the two unbelieving guys were picked up, everyone looked at the blackboard obediently and no longer made any small movements.

As the names appeared on the blackboard one by one, the names of all the awake guys present were written down. However, the professor's heart became even more angry - only when he was calling the names did he see that one of the little wizards was wearing a hat on his head.

A transparent bubble was sleeping soundly, and it was quite conspicuous among a bunch of sleeping little wizards.

The expressionless professor placed the roll call in front of the students in the first row, and his other hand pointed directly at the most conspicuous guy sleeping there.

After some hesitation, the little girl pointed her finger directly at a name on the roster.

Very good. The professor's anger doubled when he saw the sign of continuous leave specially marked on this name. He looked at the little girl in the first row who identified the murderer with unusual pleasure. With a move of his finger, a sentence appeared on the roster.

: "Very well, kid, who are you?"

He was going to give this obedient little girl a little reward. However, after being in a daze for a while, the little girl took out a quill and quickly wrote a sentence on a brand new parchment: "Professor, I am here to listen. I am in the third grade.

born."

After being stunned, the Potions Professor became even happier - junior students came to audit the senior classes, and judging from the clothes, they were from Hogwarts. This was obviously a recognition and affirmation of his strength. Especially in

At this time on Monday morning, it is even more valuable to be able to give up your rest time to listen.

So, he casually pointed out a few questions on the paper. After a short period of thinking, the little wizard answered seven or eight of them. Only one question was not answered comprehensively - which made him even happier.

, if this student hadn't been from Hogwarts, he would have wanted to drag this little girl into his advanced class in advance.

After thinking for a while, the professor took out a slightly corrected potion formula from the book he carried with him and handed it to the little girl as a reward - the common textbooks for wizards are basic formulas, although they can also be configured.

come out, but masters often have their own modifications to traditional medicines, and they are passed down as inheritance. As for what is taught in schools, according to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, it cannot be modified randomly.

Of course, the studious little girl happily put away her reward, and then the professor turned around and walked towards the guy who was still sleeping - the original three points of anger had doubled after the comparison.

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As a magic spell fell, the Bubble Charm that had been accidentally released by the sleeping little wizard shattered, exposing the protected person to the air in the potions classroom that was mixed with the smell of hundreds of years of potions. Then,

Before the professor could watch him wake up from this smell, a shining armor spell spread out from the sleeping wizard, knocking away the professor who was standing close by.

Although Allen put his vigilance to the lowest level when he was asleep because of the presence of his classmates, when the attack that broke the Bubble Curse came extremely close to him, his instinctive reaction to danger made him subconsciously defend himself——

Then, he was awakened. He raised his wand and subconsciously sent out a barrier spell. Even though the professor quickly used the iron armor spell, he still could not defend himself against Allen's subconscious attack. With a bang, he was directly hit.

It was photographed on the podium. Fortunately, the iron armor curse was not broken and there was no major damage.

"Who?" Allen whispered subconsciously, already ready to attack again, but the sound did not come out - was there a large-scale attack?

However, looking around, there is no suspicious person. Everyone's eyes are looking at you, with half admiration and half a sigh of death - what's going on?

Looking along the direction of his attack, Allen saw a figure struggling to get up. He suddenly felt something seriously wrong in his heart - it seemed, as if, probably, seemingly, that the person he attacked was this person.

The professor of the class? (To be continued)