My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

Let’s go back in time a few minutes.

In Flourish and Blotts, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, the famous autobiographer, Gilderoy Lockhart himself, showed his iconic sparkling white teeth and embraced the equally famous Harry Potter in his arms.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Lockhart shouted, waving to his fans and the Daily Prophet photographers. "What a remarkable moment this is! I would like to take this opportunity to make a small announcement!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, which undoubtedly made Lockhart even more excited, and made Harry want to find a hole to crawl into right there and then. The great writer said loudly, "I will give him my book for free! At the same time, I will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in September this year!"

"Him?" Ron looked as if he had eaten a spider alive. "I'd rather have Quirrell come back!"

"Don't say that, Ron!" Hermione couldn't take her eyes off Lockhart for a moment, her cheeks flushed, "After all, he has done so many great things."

Harry finally squeezed out from the crowd of crazy fans with a heavy set of Lockhart's works in his arms. He came to the corner of the bookstore where Ginny, the youngest daughter of the Weasley family who had just received her admission letter this year, was standing next to her new cauldron.

"Here are yours," Harry mumbled to Ginny as he dumped the books into her cauldron. "I'll buy some more -"

"Oh my, isn't this the famous Harry Potter? Even entering a bookstore can make the front page headlines, this must make you feel great, right?"

A slimy, sarcastic voice came, and Harry straightened up, meeting Draco Malfoy, who had a scornful smile on his face.

"Don't talk nonsense, he doesn't want that at all!" Ginny growled like a frightened wild cat, glaring at Malfoy.

The young master from a pure-blood family smoothed his sleek golden hair and said in an annoying long tone: "Oh, Potter, you found a girlfriend?"

Ron pushed through the crowd and rushed over, blocking his sister, looking at Malfoy with disgust, as if he was a piece of dog shit stuck to the bottom of his shoe: "You are just jealous that Harry is more famous than you, Malfoy!"

"I'm more jealous of you, Weasley, for having the nerve to show up in a shop," Malfoy retorted. "I guess your parents will have to starve for the next month to buy these things?"

Ron's face flushed, and he threw the textbook in his hand into his sister's cauldron, and rushed towards Malfoy like a bull. Hermione screamed, and together with Harry, they grabbed his clothes tightly from behind.

"Ron!" Mr. Weasley squeezed over with the mischievous twins Fred and George. "What are you doing? It's too messy here. Let's go out."

"Ah my - Arthur Weasley."

Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, the current head of the Malfoy family, appeared from a corner of the bookstore like a magic trick and put his hand on his son's shoulder. Both father and son had the same sneer on their faces.

"Lucius." Mr. Weasley nodded coldly, his face, which usually wore a kind smile, now only had a coldness that kept people away.

"I heard you've been very busy lately," Lucius sneered. "So many confiscations of prohibited magical items... I suppose they must have paid you overtime?"

He reached into Ginny's cauldron and pulled out from among the shiny new Lockhart books a tattered copy of The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, a book that had, at a conservative estimate, passed through at least thirteen owners.

"It seems not." Lucius's sneer became even brighter. "For the sake of Merlin's beard, what's the point of being a scum among wizards if you can't even get a good reward?"

Mr. Weasley, blushing redder than Ron and Ginny combined, said, "Apparently we have very different ideas about what qualifies as 'wizard scum'."

"of course."

Lucius' light-colored eyes turned and fell on Mr. and Mrs. Granger who were beside Hermione - both of them were pure Muggles who came to Diagon Alley to accompany their daughter to buy school supplies.

The head of the Malfoy family obviously would not let go of this topic. He gently patted the tattered "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" in his hand and said: "Arthur, Arthur, look at the friends you have made... I thought your family had fallen to the limit."

Ginny's cauldron flew out with a clang, and Arthur Weasley rammed Lucius Malfoy's abdomen with his shoulder. The two of them crashed into three rows of bookshelves in a row, and dozens of thick spell books fell on their heads!

Mrs. Weasley screamed, "Don't do it, Arthur, don't do it!"

Fred and George jumped up and down and yelled, "Beat him! Dad!"

The crowd around retreated in panic, knocking down more bookshelves, and the bookstore was in chaos.

Mr. Weasley picked up a copy of "The Complete Book of Toadstools" and threw it at Mr. Malfoy's eyes. Mr. Malfoy barely blocked it with Ginny's "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" and desperately scratched Mr. Weasley's mouth with his hands.

Mr. Weasley bit Mr. Malfoy's finger hard, and when he screamed in pain, he took the opportunity to press Mr. Malfoy's arm with his knee. His eyes were bloodshot, and there was an unnatural ferocity in his pupils. He tightly grasped Mr. Malfoy's neck with both hands, and kept tightening!

He was going to strangle Lucius to death!

Lucius's pampered white face turned purple, white foam flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his bulging eyes were full of disbelief. He could not imagine why Mr. Weasley, who had always been timid and humble, could be so decisive and ruthless at this moment!

Draco was terrified. He rushed forward and tried to push Mr. Weasley away, crying and shouting, "Let my dad go! Let my dad go!"

The Weasleys screamed and gathered around to pull their father away, and Fred (or maybe George) shouted, "That's enough! Dad! You've shown him enough!"

But it was no use. Mr. Weasley was like a mad beast. His strength was terrifying. Even when the people around him pulled him all over the place, he did not loosen his hand that was strangling Lucius' neck!

until--

"Step aside."

A deep and powerful voice drowned out all the noise, like a strong wind overwhelming the tender seedlings in the field. A pair of huge hands with sunburned red color passed over everyone's heads, pushed aside the Weasley family and Draco, grasped Mr. Weasley's left and right forearms, and pulled them lightly.

Mr. Weasley was immediately forced to let go of Lucius' throat, and the head of the Malfoy family was finally able to take a long breath of air. At the same time, the eyes of everyone in and outside the store - including Lockhart - were focused on the giant with flaming red hair.

Ratan held Mr. Weasley's arms, looked at his still crazy face, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

With his head tilted back, the thick mastoid muscles on his neck were like taut cables, and the half-blood giant hit Mr. Weasley's nose with a headbutt!

Fainted (mechanics)!

The horrifying sound of bones breaking made the surrounding wizards cover their noses involuntarily, but the effect was immediate. Mr. Weasley fainted on the spot without a sound.

At this moment, Latan clearly heard someone in the crowd smacking his tongue with regret and making a loud "Tsk!"

There really was someone behind this farce.

"Ma'am, take good care of your husband. I'll be back soon."

Ratan stuffed the mud-like Mr. Weasley into the arms of the terrified Mrs. Weasley, drew a tungsten alloy wand that was more than one and a half meters long from his waist, pointed it at the ground as if holding a sword, broke through the crowd in awe-filled gazes, and strode towards the direction where the smacking sound came from, his long red hair fluttering behind him like a flag.

The cries of Mrs. Weasley behind him, the sound of the photographer from the Daily Prophet taking pictures, and Lockhart's arrogant shouting ("Let me do it. I've treated this kind of injury 79 times. For details, see my "Traveling with Ghouls"!") all made Latan's right eye sting with pain.

Why destroy a happy family?! Is this fun?!

The figure who made the smacking sound saw Latan approaching aggressively, and quickly got out of the crowd as nimbly as a mouse and rushed into the warehouse behind the bookstore.

Latan chased into the warehouse without hesitation, raised his hand and pushed down the solid wooden door. The metal hinges fell off the door frame and shattered. His eyes, which were faintly emitting purple light, scanned the high-stacked shelves and the tally wizard who looked at a loss, and caught a glimpse of a piece of clothing disappearing around the corner.

Don't try to escape!

The act of destroying someone else's family has touched the reverse scale of Latan, who has never experienced the love of his father and mother since childhood. The anger erupted from the bottom of his heart like magma, and his skin was oozing deep red blood!

The magic wand swept across, and deep purple arcs burst out. The shelves in the warehouse broke free from the nails that fixed them, and floated up from the ground, smashing towards the fleeing figure like cannonballs!

The man looked up at the shelves that covered the sky in astonishment, pulled out his wand from his gray robe, and shouted loudly: "Thunder Explosion!"

There was a flash of light, followed by a loud bang, and one of the shelves was instantly shattered into countless pieces. The expensive magic books on it turned into confetti like snowflakes, flying all over the sky.

The figure in a blue-gray robe leaped out from the gap created by the explosion, tumbled to his feet swiftly, pointed his wand at Latarn's face, and chanted a spell: "Faint!"

A red light flashed, and Latan took the stun spell with his face, but he did not faint on the spot as the blue-gray figure expected. Instead, he began to charge forward with big strides!

Giants are magical creatures with extremely high resistance to magic. As a half-giant, Latan's skin cannot be said to be invulnerable to all attacks, but it is definitely not something that can be penetrated by a small stun spell!

Amid the falling snow of confetti, Latan raised his wand and chanted the universal transfiguration spell loudly: "Villa Vito!"

The flying scraps of paper instantly turned into thousands of white ropes, which pounced towards the blue-gray figure, trying to tie him up on the spot!

The blue-gray figure shouted urgently: "The fire is blazing!"

A raging tongue of fire spurted out from the tip of his staff, turning all the white ropes around him into ashes, but the flames also ignited the flammable scraps of paper on the ground. Thick smoke and high temperature instantly enveloped them, and even the giant's figure could not be seen clearly.

Oops, I fell into a trap!

In the thick smoke, the blue-gray figure covered his mouth and nose with the sleeves of his robe, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he put all his magic power into the wand -

Come out, the most powerful spell he obtained through the Funman System!

"Fire! God! Open! The! Way!"

The scarlet fire ring swept in all directions, engulfing all the burning paper scraps and thick smoke. The surrounding shelves melted into molten iron in the high temperature, and those magic books were directly burned into pale ashes!

The ring of fire only appeared for a moment, and the entire warehouse was completely emptied. In the distance, the screams of the tally wizard running into the bookstore could be vaguely heard. The blue-gray figure looked around and found nothing higher than his sight. The red giant was nowhere to be seen.

He was panting, feeling extremely exhausted from overusing magic. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled cynically, "Really? Why do you have to stop me from having fun? Can't you just watch? It would be so much fun to let Dad commit murder in front of his children?"