Pandaren Professor at Hogwarts

The feeling of teleporting across the universe was terrible. Lanfeng felt that his whole body was spinning uncontrollably. The surroundings were pitch black and he couldn't see clearly. He kept spinning like this for several days before the pulling force suddenly appeared. Pulled Lan Feng out of this darkness.

"Boom!" Lan Feng sat down on the ground. As a demigod, he shouldn't have fallen to the ground, but he had not yet reacted from the dizziness he had felt before.

The bottom of the butt was soft, like sand. When Lan Feng opened his eyes, the first thing he did was not to observe his surroundings, but to feel the magic fluctuations around him.

No magic net!Don't worry about whether you've reached Earth or not, this is no longer Azeroth anyway.Only then did he begin to take a good look at his surroundings.

Familiar sun, familiar clouds, take a deep breath.Hmm~ It tastes like the earth.

Looking down, is this the auditorium?Lan Feng found that he seemed to be sitting in a building similar to the Colosseum, surrounded by high auditoriums. In the middle open space, there were three large rings on both sides, and the ground was covered with soft The soft sand looked like some kind of game ground, something Lan Feng had never seen before.

Did he teleport himself to a small country?Lan Feng thought this way because there were no traces of modernization around.

Lanfeng planned to cast a spell to fly higher and confirm his position. It took him a long time to realize that without the magic net, he could not cast the spell at all.Fortunately, the true energy in his body was functioning normally. At this time, he couldn't help but lament that the Pandaren ancestors rejected arcane magic and tempered their foresight.

Since the spell can't fly, just use the monk technique to dance in the air. But just when he was about to exert his force, about ten meters in front of him, the space suddenly distorted and expanded rapidly from a point. In the blink of an eye, an old man appeared. There is also a red bird standing on the shoulder.

The old man was wearing a gray-white robe, half-moon glasses, a long crooked nose, silver hair and beard hanging down, and he was holding a white wand like a candied haws in his hand, which was not pointed at Lan Feng, but hanging down. ground.The red bird on his shoulder looked at Lanfeng suspiciously and made a strange cry.

magic?Why is there magic on earth?The man in front of me looks familiar, Gandalf?No, no, it's Dumbledore.

In fact, Lan Feng, who is addicted to Warcraft, doesn't know much about Harry Potter, but people often compare Dumbledore, Gandalf and Antonidas on the forum. They are all white-haired old men. He has read too much. I also know a little bit about Dumbledore.But he knew very little about Harry Potter.

what's the situation?I just came out of one work and went to another work. Is it still possible?What about the promised earth?Uh (⊙o⊙)... It seems that this is really the earth, but it has a little more magic. It seems that the technology of dwarfs is equally untrustworthy as that of goblins. I must have a good talk with Milhouse when I go back.

When Lanfeng was observing Dumbledore, Dumbledore was also observing Lanfeng.

Werewolf?wrong!Although the whole body is hairy, it is black and white, with a round body, wearing cloth shoes, cloth clothes, and a black robe. An animal skin belt is tied around the waist with gems on it. There is also a green branch pinned to the waist. and a gourd, with a bamboo hat on his head, and a pair of small eyes looking at him in the dark circles.

Iron-eating beast?Dumbledore thought of a magical animal from the east.Why do magical beasts from the East suddenly appear on the Quidditch field at Hogwarts?Some kind of magical ability?Like a house elf?

Although there were all kinds of questions in his mind, the top priority now was to capture this magical animal and send it to Hagrid for custody, and then go to Newt himself to ask about the situation. After all, he was the expert when it came to magical animals.

Just do what he said, raised his wand, and Dumbledore tried to use the simplest levitating spell to move Misty Wind.

On the opposite side, Lan Feng greeted Milhouse in his heart. Just as he was about to say hello, he felt a force approaching him. His many years of combat experience made him immediately enter a fighting state, roll on the ground to avoid the curse, and then walk on the wind. Quickly approach Dumbledore and attempt to interrupt his spellcasting with the Throat Hand.

But Dumbledore is also a long-famous white wizard. When Lan Feng avoided his floating spell, he cast an iron armor spell on himself, and then used all the petrified intentions to restrain Lan Feng's actions.

Lanfeng lightly touched the small gourd at his waist, and a mist of wine spread out, wrapping the two of them in it. Dumbledore's spell was misdirected, and the smell of wine in the air made Dumbledore quickly stop what he was about to say. The flames were raging, and he didn't want the Quidditch pitch to turn into a sea of ​​flames.

The white mist in front of him interfered with his vision, causing Dumbledore to lose Lan Feng's vision. The phoenix on his shoulder flew to the left front like a telepathic heart, pointing out the position for him. Lan Feng's figure appeared in the direction, but just as he was about to cast the spell, he heard a deep voice from behind, "I got you." But he didn't understand it, but he also knew that he had been tricked.

It turned out that when Lanfeng shot out the wine mist, he had already circulated his true energy and split into two elemental spirits - the storm spirit and the earth spirit.The Earth Spirit seduced from the outside, while the Storm Spirit launched Wind Step and reached behind Dumbledore invisibly.Of course, Lanfeng didn't really want to hurt Dumbledore, he just reminded him softly.

But Dumbledore obviously had no intention of sitting still and apparated out of Lanfeng's control.

Lanfeng felt helpless about this. He had his own way of restricting the mage's displacement skills, but this was all under the premise of having a magic net.Moreover, Lan Feng is not actually a pure warrior, but a melee mage. Without the magic net, he cannot cast spells, and his combat methods are reduced by half, leaving him helpless.

"Alas!" Lan Feng sighed softly, withdrew his clone, and took out the green branch from his waist, "Can't we talk about it? We have to fight."

Holding the branches in hand, the surrounding environment changes. The breeze blows, the dry air becomes warm, and buds sprout from the sand under your feet.The most important thing is that the surrounding space was covered by the field emanating from this small branch. Dumbledore, who had phantomed into the distance, felt that he was firmly locked by the opposite side. If he acted rashly, something bad would definitely happen. Good thing.

At this time, the phoenix Fawkes flew back, looking in a very good mood. It chirped, flew back to Dumbledore's shoulders, and gently pressed its head against his forehead. For a moment, Dumbledore understood its meaning. Thinking, he put the wand back into his sleeves, raised his hands on both sides of his body to show that he didn't have the wand, slowly walked towards Lan Feng, smiled, his glasses under the half-moon lenses narrowed into slits, and said, "Welcome to Huo Huo Gwartz!”

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