My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

Crows, snakes, lions, badgers, they blended into the environment of Hogwarts in an extremely smooth way. An ordinary-looking middle-aged man with black hair who did not want to reveal his name walked up to the guest of honor seat expressionlessly and announced like a moving corpse, "These are the guardians of each college."

After saying that, he went downstairs and disappeared into the crowd, as if he had never appeared.

He left nothing behind except a promise and a hunched back.

Most of the young wizards didn't even hear his voice, as they naturally developed feelings for the creatures that symbolized their respective academies, a kind of affection between fondness and awe.

They certainly didn't know that they were facing a group of great beings, otherwise they wouldn't have used pathetic British food to please the pure spirits who manifested themselves in forms other than animals.

Ratan watched with amusement as Perturabo was surrounded by the little Hufflepuff witches. This twisted man with princess syndrome had lost his body like a steel colossus. Even if the badger stretched his face to a longer size, he didn't have enough dignity to stop the girls from passionately stroking his short, thick fur.

This should help improve his twisted personality.

At least that's what Latan thought.

Corax found a more comfortable spot for himself, squatting on top of Luna Lovegood's head as if he was hatching an egg, his sharp white beak turning to the Ravenclaws who bowed to him one by one in an attempt to gain more wisdom, and he returned the greetings one by one with a reserved and semi-compulsive nature, even tacitly allowing the girl under him to secretly stroke his feathers.

Alpharius (or maybe Omegon?), transformed into a snake, coiled on the wall, spitting out his tongue silently, with a playful and indifferent look in his sapphire-like vertical pupils, as if those Slytherins who tried to prove their pure bloodline in front of him were just an insignificant joke.

Cassandra Worley, who was also a Slytherin, had little interest in the venomous snake, and was even more bored by her classmates who were like peacocks with their tails spread out.

She is more charming, smarter, and more popular than them all. Her long blond hair and tall figure make her the center of attention at all times. Anyone who disagrees with this is either stupid or foolish.

She saw it as proof that not all wizards were created equal. Her mother didn't like it, but Cassandra knew it was important to stake her claim, to keep what belonged to her.

For example, a certain lion-like man——

Latan was troubled by Lion El'Jonson.

This is not because the eldest brother is concerned about the secrets of his brothers, nor is it because of the shocking graying among his golden mane...

Mainly because this old guy is biting his head and won’t let go!

Latan was like Hercules in Greek mythology, carrying armor and a helmet made of the skin of the Nemean lion. Ryan's two front paws grabbed his right shoulder and left arm from behind, and he held his head with his mouth wide open. His long fangs as sharp as swords pierced directly into his two temples.

Zheng Shilong pointed at Latan's face and said, "General, you are bleeding..."

"It doesn't matter. What I did before was really... Even if I bleed all my blood, I can't pay it back. If this can make him feel better, let him bite it." Latan wiped the blood dripping from his forehead like wiping sweat, and said with pain.

Ginny stood on tiptoe on the bench, took out a handkerchief and said with concern: "Let me wipe it for you--"

Before she finished her words, Cassandra "floated" to Latan's side like a ghost, her slender and delicate body keeping a vague distance from his strong arms. Her always proud green eyes turned into a rippling spring water, her white fingers brushed across his strong cheeks, and she asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Latan felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Under the teasing gazes of Minamoto Kiyotaka and Dante, he turned sideways to avoid Cassandra's touch and asked sincerely, "Sister, can you speak normally?"

Cassandra froze as if under a petrification spell.

Ginny, who had already started to get angry, burst out laughing, put her hands on her hips and said, "Latarn is not that superficial!"

The little blonde snake did not refute. She looked into Latan's eyes and asked seriously: "Am I not beautiful? Or..."

Her suspicious eyes drifted towards the feminine-looking Minamoto Kiyotaka, and the mixed-blood immediately raised his hands in a French military salute during World War II: "Although this is Britain, my sexual orientation is normal."

"You are very beautiful, Miss Worley." Latan felt that his headache was not only caused by Ryan's teeth. "It's just that I don't have time to explore the relationship between men and women, and you shouldn't take love as the ultimate goal."

"This is certainly not my ultimate goal!" Cassandra's cheeks flushed. "If possible, I want to be with you..."

Dante smiled and whistled frivolously: "You're in love debt, buddy."

"Excuse me for refusing." Latan looked at Cassandra solemnly. "Ms. Volley, you are only fifteen years old, and your intelligence and body are developing rapidly. Instead of pursuing someone who doesn't like you, you might as well improve yourself and become independent and strong. I believe that one day you will impress me."

Even though it hurts to say this, Latan doesn't want to be like those clueless men in romance novels, struggling with emotions. If he wants to give up the idea, he'd better do it completely.

Cassandra seemed distraught for a moment, but soon regained her composure and said softly, "Then... can we be friends?"

Latan wiped the blood off his face again, lowered his head and looked at her: "Friends are not begged for, and those who begged for are not friends either."

Zheng Shilong's eyes lit up, and he quickly took off the large metal-covered book from his waist and wrote down this sentence.

The famous quotes he speaks are full of dialectics, you are worthy of being the general!

Cassandra lowered her head and walked towards the Slytherin table thoughtfully, with a hint of reluctance and understanding hidden in her emerald eyes.

Ginny frowned and sat down, then suddenly punched hard and happily started eating her oatmeal.

She's friends with Ratan, win!

Latan heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to ask Ryan if he wanted to eat pork elbow stewed with sauerkraut, he heard Marenia's voice faintly: "Why are you so ruthless? I still want to watch General Shattering Star's campus love comedy..."

For a moment, the eyes of the lion, raven, badger and viper were all focused on her, but soon they shifted away indifferently.

He is just a demigod tainted with corruption, nothing to worry about.

After all, who among those present is not a demigod?

Looking at the Valkyrie with a mocking look on her face, Latan said helplessly: "Please spare me. Rather than engaging in these men and women's love affairs, I would rather you bloom another flower of corruption on my back."

"You're telling a joke about your own hell, right? You're amazing." Marenia curled her lips, "I've figured out how to eradicate the warm snow."

Latan's eyes lit up, turning the Valkyrie's face purple, and he quickly asked, "What is it? Why are you telling me now?"

"Well..." Marenia bit the tip of her thumb gently, "I'm afraid you'll beat me up after hearing this."

"How could that be? We are half-siblings! Our bond is as strong as gold and as solid as a rock!" Latarn patted his chest loudly, "Just tell me, I swear I won't do anything!"

"That's what you said."

Marlenya cleared her throat and pulled out a fist-sized golden ball from the pocket of her sportswear. The ball was made up of countless tiny branches and emitted a faint glow like fire in Latan's wide eyes.

This is a golden seed!

"My method is to plant a golden tree, let the Supreme Will descend, and fight with the God of Warm Snow. In this way, we can reap the benefits..."

Latan stood up with a livid face: "Where's my knife?! I'm going to chop you to pieces!"