My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

"Five kilometers!"

"I love you!"

"Don't run for a day!"

"I miss you so much!"

……

In the central public area of ​​the Room of Requirement, Zangief shouted slogans with great enthusiasm. He took the lead in leading the young wizards lined up in a square and running along the edge of the public area, not caring at all about the students' zombie-like gait.

The Soviet bear yelled, "I can't hear you! Louder! Let's go together - five kilometers!"

The little wizards ran and shouted at the top of their lungs: "I love you!!!"

"Good! Very energetic! One, two, one! One, two, one! Move in unison!"

Latan was also in the queue. Although he was 2.75 meters tall and could walk faster than the little wizards jogging, he did not use his privilege to leave this somewhat silly team.

Because in front of his classmates, he was neither the Red Devil King nor the Starbreaker General, but just a student studying magic here like them, and at best the standard-bearer of Gryffindor House.

While correcting Ginny's paper, Latan watched with his peripheral vision the Nokia 1011 that was suspended in front of him by a gravitational field. This most advanced mobile phone of the era equipped with a 2G network had become completely unrecognizable after his transformation. The most prominent feature was that its dark green LCD screen, which could only display characters, had been turned into a smooth screen made of polished aluminosilicate glass.

A long strip of parchment written in High Gothic was fixed to the phone case with a red wax seal, and the chip was connected to the Rhodes Island drone modified by Latarn. The screen showed one of the entrances to the Ministry of Magic - a red telephone booth hidden in a London alley. Deputy Minister of Magic Umbridge and Queen Mother Kelsey walked out of it and got on a car with the Ministry of Magic seal.

Just like the turquoise Ford Anglia that Mr. Weasley had privately modified, after a brief acceleration, the Ministry of Magic car flew into the air and its shape was invisible with magic.

As for where Umbridge and Kelsey were going, Latan could guess with his toes, but the representatives from Rhodes Island and the Ministry of Magic didn't even have the courage to take the Hogwarts Express, which was beyond his expectations.

I wanted to show the General Gustav Cannon to the people of London...

But it doesn’t matter. The secret weapons in the Hogsmeade factory warehouse will surely bring endless surprises to these two old women.

"Mr. Magnus."

Ratan heard Grindelwald calling his name. The first Dark Lord was too old to personally participate in the daily morning exercises like Professor Dumbledore. He stood in the middle of the public area with a hunchback and a cane, waving to the Red Lion with a smile.

Folding Ginny's paper and putting it in his pocket, Latan pushed through the crowd and came to Grindelwald. "Professor, what is it?"

"The old man just wants to talk to someone." Grindelwald grinned with only three teeth left. "If I haven't got Alzheimer's yet, I think the people from the Ministry of Magic are on their way, right?"

Latan raised his eyebrows slightly. The first Dark Lord came to the same answer as in reality without any intelligence channels. "The wisdom of the elderly should not be underestimated."

"You flatter me too much. In my opinion, there is nothing new in the world. All human behavior is a repetition of past mistakes." Grindelwald said lightly, sucking on a few remaining teeth. "It's time to do something, Mr. Magnus."

Latan pretended not to know: "I don't understand what you mean, Professor."

"The main reason why smart people are annoying is that they always know more than you, but are unwilling to do what you think." Grindelwald pointed his cane at the students doing morning exercises, "Look at them, Mr. Magnus. In the past few days, they have been through every battle. As long as they are given weapons and targets, even if the enemy is the Ministry of Magic, they are willing to fight for you until their last drop of blood is shed."

"You want me to throw my students into the battlefield?" Latan said in a cold tone, his face like a zombie.

"Why not? Are those things made in your factory toys?" Grindelwald said with a smile, "Think about it, when the Ministry of Magic faces your attack, can those employees really harm their children? If you don't let them go to the battlefield, when their parents are killed by your mercenaries, who should they hate? A flag bearer covered in honors, an executioner with blood on his hands, a person who saved them and took away their parents... That scene, tut tut tut."

Every word of the first Dark Lord's words was heart-wrenching. If any other time traveler faced this choice, they would be tortured into confusion and hesitation.

Latan said coldly: "Then hate me. Honor is worthless to me. My hands are already bloody and I don't care about getting them dirtier. But they are students, children, the future and hope. I will not let them go to the battlefield, never."

"What about those people around you?" Grindelwald's pale and colorless prophetic eyes stared at the red lion's steel-like expression, "Dante Spada, Minamoto Kiyotaka, Colin Creevey, Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood... Aren't they children?"

Latan did not answer the question directly. He turned around and shouted to Dante: "Brother Duck! What would you do if I tried to stop you from taking revenge on Virgil?"

"I'll stick my rebellion into your big ass!" Dante said without thinking, "I'm telling you, buddy, if you dare to protect the beast who killed my mother, I will never let you go!"

"Minamoto Kiyotaka!" Latan shouted again, "If I don't let you take revenge on the Eight Snake Clan——"

"I will fight you to the death." Minamoto Kiyotaka answered quickly, his face calm and his tone sinister.

Latan asked again: "Colin, your father and mother are ordinary people, but they are involved in this war between time travelers and wizards. What do you plan to do?"

"I'll crush them before their dirty hands touch my family." Colin replied immediately, "I'll listen to you, brother. I'll beat up anyone you tell me to beat up!"

"Ginny, Luna, your father has a stable job, but now he may be forced to go to the battlefield at any time." Latan said to his two quarter sisters, "Will you let the culprit behind this go?"

"No!" Ginny and Luna shouted in unison.

"Zheng Shilong..." Latan looked at the cultivator who was full of expectation, "Forget it, even if you don't say it, I know that you will not let go of this opportunity to work for me."

"General, loyal! Honest!" Zheng Shilong raised his chin proudly.

"That's my answer." Latan looked at the strange-looking first Dark Lord, "I respect their personal wishes and do not force them to fight with me; even if this goes against my original intention, I will defend their right to fight. Any other questions, Professor Grindelwald?"

Grindelwald sighed and said, "If you were born in the Soviet Union fifty years ago, or in China before the revolution, your name would be known all over the world."

"I just hope I can do better than them." Latan said softly, nodded to Grindelwald, and returned to the morning exercise team.

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Latan took Draco for a tour of the factory and found out why he insisted that Dorne leave those 20-meter holes, then returned to the castle with Master Malfoy, who had a mysterious smile on his face.

"Have you remembered all the words I taught you?" Latan said to Draco.

Draco nodded. "Don't worry, I won't reveal myself. Even if—"

"Oi! Both of you!" Sirius staggered over drunkenly, and the pungent smell of alcohol made Draco wrinkle his nose. "Did you see Ha... Ha... Harry?"

"Gryffindor second years have Potions class at 10:30." Draco looked disgusted and pinched his nose tightly with his palm, "Your little baby is probably in the dormitory now."

"Hahaha! He's James' son, so... of course he's my baby~" Sirius spoke with a lisp, his eyes were blurry and drunken, and it seemed like he was going to lie down in the next second, "Would you like a cup of Oolong tea?"

Latan watched Sirius take out a bottle of brown transparent liquid from his pocket, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he waved his hand and said, "I still have to take Transfiguration class later, Professor McGonagall will not be happy."

"What's the matter?" Sirius said nonchalantly, "It's just a cup of oolong tea."

Latarn snatched the bottle from Sirius with an expressionless face, poured the light brown liquid into the bottle cap, and snapped his fingers under Draco's curious gaze, sparks flying -

With a loud bang, the liquid in the bottle cap immediately caught fire, emitting blue flames like ghost fire!

"Flammable oolong tea?" Latarn sneered and stuffed the bottle into Sirius' arms. "Don't think I can't see that this is a drink made from vodka and whiskey. You'd better drink less, Mr. Black. Alcohol is the devil. Sooner or later, it will take your life."

Sirius stood at attention and raised his hand to salute: "I promise to complete the mission--ooh~"

Draco turned pale and jumped back with a scream. The foul-smelling vomit almost splashed onto his shiny leather shoes. The ground was covered with colorful spots and undigested rock cakes were vaguely visible.

The only remaining heir of the Black family lowered his head and vomited for at least a minute. He finally straightened up with trembling hands, grinned at Latan whose mouth was twitching, and fell backwards.

……

Latan took Sirius, who was vomiting from time to time, to the school hospital, and was complained by Madam Pomfrey, who had to work overtime early in the morning. When he walked into the classroom, a tabby cat with glasses-like patterns around its eyes jumped down from the podium and turned into Professor McGonagall in a long sports suit.

This was the first time Ratan had seen her wearing anything other than her old-fashioned robes. Although Professor McGonagall was not young anymore, she maintained a perfect figure without any excess fat. Her demeanor was calm and generous, and her thin waist was straight and strong, just like her Animagus form - a cat.

"Mr. Magnus," Professor McGonagall said in a clear and stern voice, as the bell rang at that moment, "You are almost late. Don't come to class on time next time."

"Okay, professor." Latan smiled at her apologetically, took out a giant steel folding stool from the Book of Magnus and sat at the back of the classroom.

"Why are you here so late, buddy?" As soon as his butt touched the stool, Dante came over with a smirk on his face, "If you were any later, Ginny would have killed Draco who eloped with you."

Ginny acted very quickly, aiming the steel rod inlaid with pyroxene at Dante's head and hitting it hard. There was a dull thud, and it sounded like a good melon.

Latarn looked at Dante, whose eyes and eyebrows were all over the face due to the pain, without any mercy, and returned the revised wide-area bead paper to Ginny, "Thank you."

"I should be the one thanking you." Ginny put away the blood-stained pyroxene staff and stuffed the parchment into her small schoolbag. "By the way, what do you think of the application of the combination of the wide-area beads and the hair-removal spell in my thesis -"

"Ms. Weasley, please keep quiet in class." Professor McGonagall's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and Ginny shrank her neck at a glance. "Everyone take out your books and turn to page 21. Last class we talked about how to turn a match into a needle. Today we -"

Her words were interrupted by a helmet. Professor McGonagall lowered her head in surprise and looked at the muscular badger who was holding the black helmet against her thigh. The badger was wearing a blue helmet and holding a nail in the corner of his mouth. He said with disgust: "Put on the hat!"