Harry Potter and the Old Ones

The next morning, Tiera and Harry woke up early. After taking the gillaria from Tiera last night, Harry seemed to be completely relieved, and fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow, and Pull up Tierra for the first time—

"Go, go, Tiera!" Harry said after shaking Tiera awake, "We still have a game to win today!"

"Alas..." Tiera sighed helplessly, sat up from the bed and rubbed her face, lamenting the energy of the adolescent boy.

I don't know who the treasure that belongs to him will be placed under the lake today—

Tiera hoped that it was Dumbledore, and it was not in vain that he danced with old man Deng for so long.

"Come on, Harry!" Tiera looked more excited than Harry. "Come on, let's have some breakfast first."

When Tiera dragged Harry to the auditorium hall, she did not rush to find a seat, but stood at the door and carefully scanned the people in the auditorium hall several times—

Especially the teacher's chair.

No!

Tiera smiled a little.

Almost all the other teachers and judges in the teacher's chair were there, but Dumbledore was nowhere to be seen.

No! No!

After eating, Tiera looked at the auditorium again, but there was still no sign of Dumbledore.

"Harry, you go first, I'll ask Professor McGonagall something." After speaking, Tiera ran to the teacher's seat.

"Hey, Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall." Tiera asked, licking her youthful face, "Where's Professor Dumbledore? Didn't Professor Dumbledore come for breakfast?"

"Oh, it's Tiera." Professor McGonagall smiled kindly, "Professor Dumbledore... he... has something to do, he might be late, um... ..You can play with peace of mind, don't worry, Professor Dumbledore will definitely come to see you play."

"Oh, okay." Tiera said happily, "Thank you, I wish you a good day, Professor McGonagall."

After speaking, Tiera ran away again.

Tiera ran down the lawn and gradually saw the seats that surrounded the Fire Dragon Field in November last year. Now they are lined up on the other side of the lake. The seats are already full, and their reflections are reflected in the lake below. .

Tiera desperately circled the lake and ran towards the referees, who were sitting at another table by the water with a golden tablecloth—

Big Barty Crouch, Ludo Bagman, Igor Karkaroff, and Madame Maxime.

Only without Dumbledore.

hehehe-

Tiera snickered inwardly.

Then follow Ludo Bagman's instructions and stand side by side with the other three warriors, each ten feet apart.

The other three warriors were all dressed in minimal clothes, especially Fleur Delacour and Victor Krum, who wore only one swimsuit to outline their graceful figures.

Harry also wore a lot less than when he parted with Tiera, wearing only a pair of thin long sleeves and a pair of thigh-high shorts.

The three were shivering in the frigid February wind.

But unlike the others, Tiera was tightly wrapped.

"You, you, you, you..." Harry shuddered. "You, you don't, you don't take off, take off your clothes?"

"Don't take it off," Tiera said, and then, as if deliberately angry, Fleur Delacour, like Victor Krum, took out a hot water bottle from inside the wizard's robe, and stuffed it into Harry's hand—

"Little idiot." Tiera said in a good mood, "I don't want to think about going to swim in the ice lake. Come on, warm up with this hot water bottle first, so that you won't be in shock after getting into the water for a while."

"Oh, good, good, good. Good." Harry hurriedly took the hot water bottle and took it into his arms.

After Tiera handed the hot water bottle to Harry, he looked around again to confirm that Dumbledore was not on the platform by the Black Lake.

Tiera nodded contentedly.

"Good luck to you." Ludo Bagman patted the four warriors on the shoulders one by one, then returned to the referee table.

He pointed his wand to his throat, as he did at the World Cup, and said, "Boom!"

So his voice was like thunder, passing over the dark lake to the stands.

"Listen, everyone, our warriors are in place. As soon as I whistle, the second project begins. They have a full hour to take back what was stolen from their hands. I count to three. One...two ……three!"

A shrill whistle echoed in the cold, still air. There was a burst of cheers and applause from the stands.

Harry threw the hot water bottle on the jumping platform, took the handful of gills from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and jumped straight from the wooden platform into the lake.

cold--

This is Harry's most intuitive feeling. He intuitively feels that the skin of his legs is hot and painful, like it is on fire.

He heard laughter from the audience, knew he must be looking stupid, and walked into the lake like that, showing no magic.

Then, all of a sudden, Harry felt as if an invisible pillow was pressing against his mouth and nose. When he took a breath, he felt the world spinning in his head. His lungs were empty, and there was a sudden sharp knife-like pain on both sides of his neck—

Harry quickly grabbed his throat with both hands and felt two long, narrow slits under his ears, opening and closing in the cold air—

He has gills! Without hesitation, he took the only reasonable move—

One head plunged deep into the water.

Taking your first sip of icy lake water is like getting the oxygen you need for life.

His head was no longer spinning.

He took another gulp of the lake water, feeling the water flow smoothly through his gills, pumping oxygen into his brain. He stretched out his hands in front of him and looked carefully.

They look a little green under water and look terrifying and have webbed fingers. He turned to look at his bare feet—

The feet are longer and the toes are connected by webs, as if his feet had suddenly become duck webs.

The water wasn't freezing cold anymore... Instead, he felt cool, comfortable, and very light... Harry continued to paddle forward, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that his two webbed feet allowed him to move forward in the water. So far, so fast.

He also found that he seemed to be able to see clearly without blinking his eyes at all.

Harry hurriedly looked around, trying to find Tiera, but—

Tiera didn't go into the water.

At this moment, Tiera stood on the shore, drew out her wand, and waved it towards her mouth—

"!"

Tiera shouted, and the others present squatted reflexively—

For fear that Tiera would attract another meteorite.

Fortunately, no.

From the direction of Hogwarts Castle ~www.NovelMTL.com~ gave a small round table, a small chair, a tea set, a pot of hot tea and a few pieces of cakes that looked quite delicious.

The table and chairs stopped on the platform, and they were neatly lined up, and then the teapot and pastries also landed firmly on the table.

Tiera sat on the chair, poured herself a cup of tea, then took a small spoon and scooped a piece of cake, and took a nice bite.

Almost everyone present was attracted by Tiera's strange behavior, and the voices of chattering discussions gradually came from the audience.

Even the referee frequently cast strange glances at Tiera.

Among them, Ludo Bagman is the most-

From time to time, the squat wizard took out his handkerchief and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

From the look on his face, it was obvious that he had placed a heavy bet on Tiera.

But Tiera looked calm, like a no-man's land, drinking her morning tea leisurely.

Twenty minutes passed quickly in the competition world. When Tiera had finished eating one cake and was about to invite the second cake, an old voice sounded from behind him——