My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

Percy and the three Gryffindors quickly returned to the hall, put their magic armor into their belts, and nodded to Latarn from across the long table.

The Dark Angels have no secrets, which means that Bisexual B has died of pleasure under the caress of four gravedigger-type assault drills.

Latan nodded slightly and looked towards the direction of the auditorium door. Soon, the intact bisexual B walked in again from the door, just like the lesbian L who had lucked out before.

The reborn bisexual B cast a sinister glance at Ginny, and gathered the other three PC time travelers together to whisper.

Cassandra sneered, "These guys will all be resurrected."

Dante was ready to make a move, his hand already on the Yama Sword. "How about trying to see if the Space Slash has any effect on them?"

“Wouldn’t my Undead Slash be more suitable for dealing with things that can be resurrected?” Minamoto Kiyotaka ignited his dragon pupil and pulled out the scarlet sword an inch.

At this moment, transgender T came over on his own initiative, with four parts of arrogance, three parts of indifference, two parts of ridicule and one part of deliberateness in his eyes, just like a pie-shaped statistical chart. This unknown creature with unknown biological and psychological gender sarcastically said to Latarn: "The famous Magnus actually only uses some dirty tricks that are not allowed to be seen in public. He is indeed a good student taught by Hogwarts."

Latan chewed the protein brick mixed with metal powder slowly. To even look at this brainless idiot, this damn fool, this bastard of a beast would be irresponsible to his eyesight and intelligence.

Unexpectedly, transgender T took Latarn's contemptuous disregard as a sign of surrender, and became even more proud: "That's right, people like you who have no political awareness have no idea how noble we LGBT people are. I won't make a fuss about it. If you kowtow to the rainbow flag in front of everyone and hand over the control of Hogwarts, I will reluctantly forgive you."

When these words were spoken, the students of Hogwarts and Cassel were shocked. They had seen shameless people, but they had never seen someone so shameless. Not only could he not tell the difference between the big and small kings, but he could even say such shameless words. He was really crazy.

Marenia suddenly smiled, as beautiful as a rotting rose. She asked transgender T in an enthusiastic tone: "Are you male to female or female to male?"

Transgender T said proudly: "Of course I am a man who changed into a woman. Men are stinking beasts, fit only for the most menial and rough work. I am a big, delicate woman, fragrant and soft, how could I be a male beast?"

"Oh~" Marenia raised her long knife in her hands, with a mass of flesh and blood on the tip of the knife. It was a transgender T-shirt. "Then how did I cut such a thing off your body?"

The transgender T stared blankly at the thing on Marennia's knife for a while, and then a pig-killing scream burst out of its throat, and it pounced on it like a madman, trying to snatch back the piece of flesh and blood.

Marenia held out her prosthetic knife, the tip of which just touched the transgender T's Adam's apple. She asked with a grin, "Didn't you say you don't like being a man? Why do you want to keep this new anger?"

As she spoke, she suddenly "realized" and said, "So you were just talking casually, trying to take advantage of the political correctness. In fact, you still think that men are nobler than women, and you don't understand what gender equality is at all."

Transgender T's face changed. This was about to peel off the layer of politically correct skin on him. In an instant, he didn't even care about the wound that was being rapidly eroded by the scarlet corruption, and hurriedly said: "No, I——"

It spoke too late. When it collapsed in anger over the loss of Shin-chan, the brainwashing effect that the PC system had forced on the Ilvermorny students had already been weakened. Coupled with the interference of the purity mark everywhere in the auditorium, many Ilvermorny students had already woken up in cold sweats, as if they had just had a nightmare that they could not bear to look back on.

Seeing that something was not right, gay man G quickly came over to help his lover, pointing at Latan's nose and shouting, "You just don't want to be baptized by PC! No one is more PC than us gender fluid people, heterosexuals like you should be burned to death! Gender equality is the ultimate goal that our PC group has never given up, and it will definitely be achieved!"

"So, the government will definitely support your actions?" Latan said lightly.

Gay G rolled his eyes and said proudly, "Of course, only by supporting us, the PC Four, can these countries in the world have a reason to exist. If they don't pursue PC, then this country should just be destroyed."

Latan took out his cell phone and put it on the table, setting the call to speakerphone: "President Bush, did you hear everything?"

Gay G and transgender T widened their eyes in astonishment, and even lesbian L and bisexual B looked unhappy. They clearly heard President Bush's voice coming from the phone: "I heard everything, Mr. Magnus. I am very disappointed with these PC groups. The government supports their right to freely define their own gender, but I didn't expect them to be so cruel."

Transgender T collapsed to the ground helplessly, partly because the spreading scarlet corruption turned its legs into bone sticks with rotten flesh hanging on them, and partly because it knew that without the support of the government, political correctness would be completely useless and its system would no longer be of any use.

The Red Lion said to the President in a calm tone: "What is your choice?"

"From this minute on, all organizations that promote sexual minorities and provide sex reassignment surgery will be considered terrorist organizations and enemies of the United States of America." President Bush's voice was calm. He knew very well which side to choose between the magnetic field strongmen with unlimited potential and these androgynous monsters, especially when his new type of dream creator had not yet been successfully developed.

Gay G screamed: "Mr. President, you can't--"

"The government can regard you as politically correct, or it can label you as a political enemy," President Bush said. "In the final analysis, you are just a bunch of parasites who happened to catch the bonus. You are my tool to label and vertically divide the lower-class people. Mr. Magnus, I am sorry that such a group of terrorists broke into your territory. I am willing to provide you with $50 billion in compensation in my personal name. As for these people, please deal with them as you wish."

Latan hung up the phone, picked up another protein brick, and asked the PC Four indifferently, "Anything else you want to say?"

In the teacher's seat, Professor Snape covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, squinted at Ilvermorny's headmaster Fontana, and sneered, "Your students are so outstanding. Ilvermorny is worthy of being the number one magic school in the United States. It understands education better than our Hogwarts."

Principal Ange clapped slowly, "Excellent, excellent. Sir Fontana, thanks to you, my students will definitely be able to improve their psychological quality from your school's performance and be calmer when facing the Dragon King in the future. After all, how terrible is it that the Dragon King still has these talented students of yours?"

Fontana's face was as black as charcoal, and his mustache was sticking up, but he was still stubborn: "You don't understand, political correctness is..."

He kept saying "yes" for a long time but didn't say a word, and he didn't show any intention of helping gay G and transgender T.

Even though gay G and transgender T made such a fool of themselves, the students of Ilvermorny still believed in their will wholeheartedly under the influence of the rainbow light waves. Lesbian L threw a plate and snorted coldly: "It seems that Hogwarts does not welcome us, classmates, let's go!"

When the young wizard and the half-blood heard this, they immediately started to make a noise: "Get lost! Don't stay here and get in the way! It's so disgusting!"

"Stop." Latan said calmly.

Bisexual B looked at him viciously: "You only realize how big a mistake you made now? I tell you, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy from us, it will be too late!"

Latan looked at the stupid idiot and pointed at the broken pieces of the plate on the ground: "Pay for the tableware first."

Bisexual B's momentum faltered, obviously he hadn't expected this, but he quickly took out two silver Sickles (Note: American wizards originated from British colonists, so the currency they use is Knuts, Sickles and Galleons.) and threw them at Latarn's feet, saying angrily: "Isn't it just a broken plate? I can afford it!"

Latan shook his head: "I don't want money."

Bisexual B was so angry that he laughed: "Then what do you want?"

"Your life."

As soon as the Red Lion finished speaking, Cassandra shot out like an arrow from a bow. Tearful lines appeared on her beautiful face, extending from the bottom of her eyes to the corners of her mouth, and purple-red thunder burst out between her slender fingers!

The magnetic field rotates with a force of ten thousand horses, the emperor is stunning, the compassion saves the world!

With both palms out, the bodies of the PC Four burst like balloons filled with water, and the flesh, blood, and bones were all turned into dust. The four heads soared into the sky with a slightly dazed expression.

The Yama Blade and the Undying Slash were unsheathed at the same time, and the figures of Dante and Minamoto Kiyotaka turned into a long afterimage. The scarlet and azure knife marks crisscrossed fiercely. When the knife was put back into the sheath, the four heads had been cut into countless pieces, and the souls of the traversers attached to the bodies were chopped into fragments that were not even as good as the residual souls!

Latan raised his right hand, and countless tiny and deformed lips appeared on the Soul-Devouring Ring. The whole auditorium was filled with the sound of greedy sucking. If those soul fragments could be observed by the naked eye, everyone present would see countless tiny white dots like fine sand blown by the wind, all swallowed up by the black ring whose surface seemed to be boiling water.

The Soul Devouring Ring let out a sigh of satisfaction as if it had come from a rotten throat. Latan wiped away the sweat on Cassandra's forehead caused by the desperate effort, and said to the four radiating balls of minced meat in the auditorium: "Now, you have paid the compensation for the tableware."

As the four PC kings died, the students of Ilvermorny shuddered as if they had just woken up from a dream. The bloody scene before them made them scream in fear and they swarmed out of the auditorium.

"Calm down! Don't run around!" Sir Fontana shouted in vain. No student listened to him. The American gentleman glared at Dumbledore, who looked innocent, in annoyance. "This is the good student you taught?!"

Dumbledore shrugged. "Don't look at me. I dare not blame Mr. Magnus. Hogwarts still relies on his funds to maintain its operation."

Sir Fontana's face turned pale. He stood up stiffly and chased after his students. When he passed by Latan, he said in a mosquito-like voice: "Thank you. I have been annoyed with these four bastards for a long time."

Cassandra heard it all. She looked at Sir Fontana's hurriedly leaving back and said to Latarn, "The situation in Ilvermorny is quite complicated."

Latan summoned the Cherubim to clean the floor of the auditorium, picked up an Elu cat and stroked its fur nonchalantly, saying, "That can only mean that Fontana is too weak and short-sighted, which led to the current situation of Ilvermorny. For me who has seen everything clearly, this is too boring."

After waiting for a while, the Four Heavenly Kings, whose souls had been completely devoured, never walked in from outside the auditorium again. Although the students had lost much of their appetite, the atmosphere between the wizards and the half-bloods became visibly more harmonious.

"Children!" Dumbledore stood up and said with a smile, "Whether you are holding a wand or using words, whether you are a first-grade child or an older friend who is about to graduate! Now, let us forget this unpleasant banquet and enjoy the joyful Christmas Eve party!"

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Eight o'clock in the evening, at the stadium outside Hogwarts.

The alchemy array melts the snow, maintaining the warmth of this world. The stage is set here, and no matter if you are a human, elf, dwarf, or cat, or even an orc student from Rhodes Island, you can find your place here.

Since they all disliked Ilvermorny, the students from Hogwarts and Cassel quickly became friends in this atmosphere of common hatred and hatred. In addition, the students were just old enough to enter Cassel after graduating from Hogwarts, and their curiosity about university life further accelerated the integration between the students.