Legend of Hogwarts (Harry Potter x League of Legends)

Honestly, Allen didn’t quite understand why Dumbledore summoned him this time, if it was about Percy, then it was a bit too late.

After returning, Allen had already inquired about Percy’s situation. This latest ambush was a serious warning; there was no way Percy would let a second attack happen. But the result surprised him greatly.

Percy disappeared, then even sent a letter home, sincerely apologizing to his family, saying he couldn’t live such a useless life anymore, and that he was going to seek a way to free himself.

Putting aside the impact this letter had on the Weasley family, Allen didn’t believe it at all when he heard about it from his somewhat downcast twin brothers.

Still, he was very curious, based on Voldemort’s strength the last time he tried to kill him, Percy should have regained his full power. So why hadn’t he gathered his followers?

If he really had summoned his minions, how could Snape have risked stopping Quirrell? This was truly puzzling.

So, the moment Allen returned to school, he sent Walo out, although he was badly injured in the last encounter, it wasn’t without gains.

To reduce the curse on himself, Voldemort had transferred part of it to Walo, which was no big deal. But under the influence of another factor, this became deadly, the mark from Galen tightly locked down Voldemort, the nemesis who caused Allen so much harm.

Using this faint connection, Walo tracked him down, Allen joked he’d never met anyone who borrowed money from him and didn’t repay it!

When a classmate led Allen to a staircase, he was shocked to see Allen, who had been joking moments before, suddenly go pale, sweat beading on his temples as if he’d had a sudden attack.

The classmate was terrified, had Allen suddenly fallen ill?

Then he remembered, when he first entered, there was a big bucket of African horned toads on the floor, and Allen’s face had already looked off. Considering Snape’s notorious reputation at school, the classmate feared the worst, had Snape made Allen eat toads as punishment?

Just thinking about it made the classmate break into a cold sweat. Had Snape’s pranks escalated from verbal abuse to corporal punishment?

Terrifying.

So when Allen, pale-faced but with a slight hint of relief, looked up again, the classmate thought, ”Oh no, Allen might have been seriously messed with by Snape.”

But the carefree Allen didn’t notice the classmate’s fearful expression. Instead, he casually explained, ”Sorry, just a stomachache. Probably from irregular eating habits lately.”

Unbeknownst to him, this offhand excuse left a strong impression on the young wizard, who even remembered to pat Allen on the shoulder and give a thumbs-up after guiding him to Dumbledore’s office: ”Don’t be discouraged. It will all pass!”

Allen, utterly confused, couldn’t understand what the guy was saying, but still nodded weakly, his thoughts drifting far away.

In the vivid images transmitted to his mind, Walo brought him great news.

Yes, huge news: Voldemort has grown stronger again!

Everyone rejoiced, celebrated wildly, even thought about buying lottery tickets to mark the occasion, wait, something was off...

Right, Voldemort getting stronger was good news, because when others got stronger, they lost their hair. Voldemort was already bald, so he just got crazier instead...

In Walo’s vision, a massive sandstorm suddenly whipped up over an endless desert, the hurricane-driven sands blotting out the sky and attacking everything in the desert.

And Voldemort? He was standing alone, resisting this natural disaster with his own power!

How terrifying was Voldemort now? From Walo’s perspective, even those hiding behind Voldemort couldn’t move their gaze, massive sand clouds were held back by his powerful magic.

In front of him, a sand dune rose from nothing to become the tallest in the area, and Voldemort didn’t step back even once.

Terrifying indeed, if his body hadn’t been blown almost to matchstick fragility by the storm.

If this only showed his stubborn spirit, then with the winds rushing across the desert, it was clear he was heading into madness.

”Dumbledore, such attacks won’t bring me down!”

”Whoever disturbs the Pharaoh’s peace shall die under my hand!”

”Zeras, you cursed traitor!”

”Shurima, your emperor has returned!”

”Life and death endlessly cycle, our lives for theirs!”

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Such words could fill a whole booklet, Voldemort’s ”edgy quotes.” If someone could withstand his Avada Kedavra, they could probably sell that booklet for a fortune.

Allen was desperate. Last time he was suddenly dragged into battle and beaten to a pulp, who knew the enemy was on this level?

There’s a saying: ”Don’t try to argue with an idiot, or they’ll drag you down to their level and beat you with experience.”

Allen just wanted to cover his face in shame.

It seemed Voldemort’s curse symptoms were worsening, but they couldn’t wait, what if he suddenly woke up?

Still, no rush. Even though Voldemort was more childish now and less sly in handling things, it didn’t mean his threat had decreased. Strategically despising enemies but tactically respecting them is the way of a king.

What to do if you can’t beat a wild boss alone?

Simple, call your friends. Allen had plenty of allies.

Just as he was happily plotting, a very familiar voice interrupted hi

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