Comprehensive HP on the Possibility of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts

This happened on Halloween in Harry's second year, when Voldemort was Tom the Ghost.

Numerous enchanted little bats and dark clouds decorate the ceiling and walls, and the candles are also covered with pumpkin carvings of Jack's face.

The food at the Christmas dinner was wiped out, and most people put down their knives and forks, waiting for dessert.The door of the restaurant was suddenly opened, and a group of five people broke in.

"Welcome to the Hogwarts dinner, unfortunately, we are coming to an end." Dumbledore stood up and smiled, and his hands under his sleeves tightly held his wand to be on guard at all times.The professors also turned on the defensive mode in an instant, except for Lockhart and Milkoda.One is a straw bag and the other is absent.

The blond-haired man among the five spoke: "Are there wizards among the people in the atrium? Well, we need a fortune-teller."

"Atrium people? No, no, we are British wizards." Dumbledore said to him, "Are you sure you don't need to come to our Halloween dinner? Then please leave Hogwarts?"

"I will give you an honor, send someone to follow us, otherwise, we will not be polite."

"That's a pity, boys. I thought we could have a good chat." Dumbledore raised his wand.

"Albus!" A voice echoed in the hall: "Leave this to me." This time the voice came from the door.

"Do you want to start a war? It doesn't matter if there is another ant in the courtyard!" Asgard looked for the four of Thor's five members to draw their weapons one after another, and Loki quietly hid aside to watch.

"I've always adhered to the principle of a gentleman's mouth not his hands. I try not to use my hands to solve problems that can be solved with my mouth, but there are no exceptions." Milkoda walked in slowly from the restaurant door. "No matter what the reason is, don't you think that your Asgards have been throwing garbage out a lot recently?"

"What do you mean!" Sif couldn't bear the man's cheap comparison of them to trash.

"literal meaning."

"How dare you call us rubbish!" the grumpy Hogan was furious.

"You think too much, I praise you!" Is it better to praise someone for being trash or scold someone for being trash?The five members of Xiangong want to say that they are all swearing, there is no difference at all.But Milkoda felt that there was a difference. Calling people trash meant that he was not too angry; praising people was trash, then it meant that he wanted to kill these things.

"Looking for death!" Hogan drew out the mace on his back, and wanted to rush over to beat Mirkoda.

"Please wait a moment!" Sif's eyes suddenly turned orange, and her voice became rough: "Please wait a moment, Mage Williams. God King Odin and God Queen Frigga send their greetings to you."

"Don't mess with those useless ones, Heimdall." Mirkoda's whole body was about to turn black, and she let out a cold air. "Asgard is in charge of the nine kingdoms, and the earth is one of them, but this does not mean that you can throw things here casually. Previously, because your princess of Asgard provoked the frost giants, it caused a meteorite rain, If we hadn't opened the protective shield in time, the earth would have been almost smashed into a sieve. And the lightning power of the Meow Hammer is too huge for the people on earth. What's the point of throwing it down? If I don't have the first time Stop it, and you will be honored to watch the earth once again usher in species extinction. Also, next time you exile the gods, can you consider the average! I have no problem throwing the culprit on the earth, teach the bear a lesson I have no problem with the children, and I have no problem with letting the unlucky children learn more about me, but it’s not good to throw it where, you throw it all in the UK, and you still want me to help prepare for the trial? What? I really think I’m better than other saints. The people in the temple are easy to bully?"

"Uh...Thor is a prince, and that one is not Meow Hammer, but Mirril." Heimdall was a little embarrassed to say: "The meaning of the God King is that after all, we are old friends, so we should help them out." The whole Snowflakes started to fall in the hall, and Heimdall immediately changed his words: "Don't get angry, Master Williams... The God King also said that these are good boys of his own family, and they are sent for you to play. You can beat them, but you can't. Beat him to death. The price is easy to negotiate!"

Mirkoda sneered, "Oh!"

Asgard Five: ...why do you think you were cheated by Odin?Who will give money to the other party after being beaten?

Dumbledore sat down happily, and stuffed popcorn into his mouth: Halloween, lively and popcorn are more suitable~

Severus & Mrs. Pomfler: You don't want your teeth anymore!

"This is the last time. Otherwise, I don't mind going to Frigg to talk about marriage and gender issues." Mirkoda threatened sinisterly.

Heimdall: "...Please don't bring Her Highness the Queen of God. If there is nothing else, then I will retire. I wish you... Have a good time."

"Hopefully we won't meet again for something like this."

"That's what I hope too." Sif's eyes turned back to smoky gray, and Heimdall left.

"So...have you heard clearly?" Mirkoda snapped her fingers, moved her wrist joints, and grinned grinningly: "Don't worry, I don't slap people in the face very much. If I happen to be in a good mood afterwards, I will remind some A valid message for Thor."

Setting nodule isolation, the teachers and students of Hogwarts had the honor to watch a trial (fat) refining (beating) (hanging) battle (fighting) of Mirkoda against the Protoss, and even Loki, who had been hiding and kept silent None were spared.

Mirkoda has once again refreshed her image in everyone's minds, it's really gratifying, gratifying and congratulating!