HP Dawn Night

Potions class is no longer a torment for Potter alone. For me, potions class is undoubtedly a different kind of pain.Papa wouldn't stay by the side of our cauldron for more than two seconds, which made Pansy, who was always my partner, very uncomfortable.

"Well, at least he didn't treat you the way he treated Potter." Pansy tried to reassure me as Dad walked over to accuse Potter of being absent-minded.

"I'd rather he treat me like Potter." I gloomily poured new ingredients into the cauldron—too much, and the cauldron burst into choking smoke.

Pansy quickly made up for my mistakes, and she wisely changed the subject: "Tomorrow is the second competition. I don't know if Potter has come up with a solution."

"Hopefully he'll do as well as he did in the first round." I looked at Potter, who was standing drowsily by the cauldron stirring the contents, "I heard he spent the past few days in the library of."

"Sounds like Granger," Pansy said with a grin.

"Miss Parkinson!" Dad caught the movement on our side from a distance, "Shut up your smirk. Or you will teach Mr. Finnigan how not to blow up the cauldron!"

Pansy couldn't help shaking, but obediently stopped talking.

"Look," I whispered, sighing, "I'm like a transparent person in Potions class."

The second event was held at 09:30 in the morning, we were notified in the morning that the venue of the competition was located at the Black Lake.

All the students were excitedly guessing what the second project would be about.

"Maybe it's about fighting a giant squid!" a Slytherin junior swore.

"Don't be stupid," the student next to him sneered, "We all know that there is a giant squid in the Black Lake, but it is not often seen by people."

"The Triwizard Tournament won't be that easy."

"Is it easy to defeat the giant squid?"

"Anyway, the second project must have something to do with water." Astoria Greengrass said calmly, "We will know the truth in half an hour."

Without looking at Nott, she got up and walked down the hall with her friends.

"That's weird," Pansy said, looking at them gossipingly. "I thought she was so close to Knott."

"Maybe they're over."

"Or never started."

Pansy ignored us. She always had her own judgment on these matters, and she always insisted on her own opinion.

At nine o'clock, Professor McGonagall came to the restaurant and called out several warriors.People in the auditorium started walking towards the competition field in twos and threes.

"Where's Potter?" I suddenly noticed that there was one person missing.

"Maybe he's still at the Gryffindor table."

"No, he's not there." There was some doubt in Blaise's tone, "It's strange that Weasley and Granger are not there either."

"Maybe they're still in the library looking for some answers in the books." Pansy said casually.

When we walked along the lawn towards the lake, we saw that the auditoriums surrounding the Huolong Field in November last year had been arranged layer by layer across the lake, reflecting their reflections on the lake.

"Pansy, Violet, here!"

Daphne waved to us from the Slytherin quarters.

"The view here is not bad." Pansy sat down next to her.From the Slytherin seat, the golden referee's bench could be seen below.

It was cold and windy in the stands, and we all put on our hoods wisely, and Daphne also wrapped her head with an extra scarf.

"Today... the lake... must be... cold." Draco's voice was torn into fragments by the wind, and I couldn't hear what Blaise was saying.

"Hopefully the wind will be less for a while, we don't know how long we'll be on this," I moaned, wrapping my cloak tighter.

At this time, Bagman led the three warriors to the referee's table, and as long as they walked forward, there would be a lake.

"Potter still hasn't shown up." Pansy looked around.Daphne almost laughed out loud:

"Maybe he retreated in spite of the difficulties!"

"What time is it?" I asked aloud.Theodore Knott up front answered me: "Nine twenty-five."

"The game will start in 5 minutes, and Potter seems to have really forfeited." Draco frowned and looked at the referee table, "Is that Percy Weasley?"

Crouch's absence was marked by a flash of ginger hair.

Draco dismissed it: "The Ministry of Magic is really becoming more and more irresponsible. At least a deputy minister should be sent to score the competition."

"Okay," I noticed a man galloping down the road, "Potter is here."

Potter's arrival had caused a little commotion, and it was clear that the overwhelming majority opinion was that he would never appear again.

"Krum has taken off his robe!" Pansy yelled, pointing down.

Not only Krum, Diggory and Delacour have also changed into swimsuits.

"Does the second competition need to go into the water?" Many people showed nervous expressions, and they whispered.Someone stood up to get a better look.Although no one has actually dived into the Black Lagoon, the rumors alone are scary enough.

"Listen everyone, our warriors are in their positions." Bagman's voice thundered across the dark lake, and I think even the armor in the castle should have heard his voice, "I whistle, The second project begins. They have a full hour to get back what was taken from them. I count to three. One... two... three..."

Screeching whistles echoed in the cold, still air.There were bursts of cheers and applause from the stands, and I also applauded.Digory, Krum, and Delacour had all leaped nimbly into the water—their heads flickered on the surface and then disappeared.

"Potter! Potter!" cried a voice from behind Ravenclaw. "What is he doing?"

Potter had taken off his shoes and socks and was wading into the lake.

"Is he going to walk all the way to the center of the lake like that?" Someone yelled first.The audience roared with laughter.

"He must be crazy!" I couldn't help leaning forward.Potter had already reached a relatively deep place, his lower body was completely submerged in the icy water of the lake, his mouth seemed to be moving, but he didn't hold a wand in his hand.Then, he stopped.

"What's Potter doing?" said one of the senior Slytherins with a laugh. "Thinking about drowning yourself?"

His companions laughed unceremoniously.

The laughter grew louder.There were hisses, screams and jeers.

Suddenly, Potter staggered a little in the water, and raised his hand to grab his throat—a move that elicited more laughter.

"Don't laugh." I probably guessed what he was taking, "he probably used gills." I explained to the people on the left and right.

"What is that?" Daphne asked curiously.

"A kind of herb that allows people to breathe in water." I looked worriedly at the calm lake at this moment, "But it has a time limit, if Potter hasn't returned after it expires..."

"You're worried about what that kid is doing," Draco interrupted me with displeasure on his face, "Merlin always favors him."

I put the hood back on, and the wind finally died down: "Are you upset, Draco? Come on, I was just saying it casually."

"It's fine if you like it. But what I'm more concerned about is—" Draco sat up straight, "Where did Potter get the gill weed." He stared at the teacher's bench under the stage.Not surprisingly, my dad also came to watch the game.

Reminiscent of the successive thefts of office medicinal materials, and Potter's shortcut to take gills, the whole thing suddenly became dramatic.

"I hope Potter isn't the one to do it," I prayed for him earnestly, "or he's going to die a terrible death."

"Are we going to wait here all this time?" Pansy asked boredly.

"It seems so." Daphne replied without interest.

I suggested: "What do you think will be stolen?"

The two girls looked at each other a little bit.They seemed unsure about the question.

"Maybe... just the literal meaning?" Daphne asked tentatively, "For example, the more precious things around them."

Pansy had a different opinion: "It could also be a gimmick, maybe those things don't belong to them, like treasure, you understand? They have to go and get them back."

"I don't know." I looked at the calm lake.

"Golden eggs." Burst interrupted suddenly. She hardly participated in any discussion, so we couldn't help showing a little surprised look.

"What do you mean?" Daphne asked subconsciously.

"They basically came prepared, so—probably the golden egg has given them some clues." She finished speaking hesitantly.

"I see, that is, the warriors know that they have to go to the lake to get something, but they don't know the specific content. Only the referee knows what to get." Pan Xi showed a look of awe, "This is more difficult than I imagined." too much."

"I'm more curious about how they move in the water." Blaise raised another interesting topic at this time, "Potter took herbs, but what about the other warriors?"

"Transfiguration is one way, but I don't know if anyone will use it after Diggory's example." Draco discussed with Blaise enthusiastically, "I vaguely remember that there are other spells that can —What do you think, Pansy?"

Pansy shook his head in confusion: "I understand why there is an age limit for the Triwizard Tournament. This game is too much beyond our capabilities."

The one-hour time limit passed little by little, and the pointer returned to 12, but there was no movement on the lake.

"They're all over time," Blaise whispered.

At this moment, two heads suddenly floated up on the surface of the water.There was overwhelming cheers and applause from the audience. It was Cedric Diggory and another Ravenclaw girl.

"Cho Zhang, Digory's dance partner, they've had a hot fight recently."

Hufflepuff's screams and stomps nearly collapsed the auditorium, assuming Digory didn't have that tiny minute of timeout that would have been perfect.But this is already very good!

Diggory waded towards the bank with Cho Chang on his arm, where Madam Pomfrey was waiting for them.There was a tidy cheer from the Hufflepuff seats - "Digory! Digory! Digory!" This enthusiastic atmosphere soon infected Ravenclaw and some Slytherins.Almost all the students at Hogwarts were applauding for Digory.

Just then, a head popped up on the lake for the second time—a?

Fleur Delacour.

Beauxbaton's students had just started to applaud when they noticed something strange - Delacour's face and arms were covered with scars from left to right, her robe was also torn, and she looked in a mess.

"Gabrielle! Gabriel! ... I don't know ... Grindelwald—" Delacour staggered towards the shore, screaming like mad.

The referees rushed forward one after another, and Madam Pomfrey also rushed over, but Delacour looked completely hysterical. While shouting something in French, she desperately tried to break free from Madame Maxime's shackles and dive into the water. flutter.

A dignified atmosphere spread.

"What happened?" Everyone tried to get the exact news.Some of Beauxbaton's students also left their seats and ran towards the referee's seat. Delacour yelled in dismay. Her sense of despair completely dispelled the joy brought by Digory.

Soon, the lake rippled again.A huge shark's head emerged from the water.

"Yeah!—it's Krum!"

Durmstrang's students perk up, Krum uses Transfiguration, and he brings back Hermione Granger.

The cheers given to Krum lasted only a short time, and when the few Durmstrang students realized the ominous atmosphere of the scene, they stopped awkwardly.

"Strange combination." Draco muttered in his throat.At this moment Krum was trying to say something to Granger, but she was just looking around - probably looking for Potter or Weasley.

"I know where Weasley's gone," Pansy said palely, her fingers crossed, and I thought she was praying.Delacour's screams mingled with intermittent sobs echoed across the silent Black Lake.

"They won't really let those people die down there." I asked in a low voice.No one answered me.In the history of the Triwizard Tournament, countless people died, and no one knew whether those innocent "treasures" were among the victims.

Time passed bit by bit, and Potter still didn't appear.

"How long does gills last, Vio?"

"It depends on how much Potter takes." I prayed to myself, no matter who the opponent is, I don't want to see a tragedy in the Triwizard Tournament.

Even the Slytherins who hated Gryffindor the most, loved Potter and had trouble with Potter the most, fell silent.

"He is back!"

Three heads popped out of the lake, but there were more - what was that?

A group of rough-looking creatures floated up with Potter—"merfolk," Blaise explained, "I've seen them in books before."

The loudest applause came, including many in Slytherin.Potter and Weasley rose to their feet in the water, and together they dragged a pale, startled and frightened little girl, Delacour's sister, easily recognizable from her cloudy hair.

"But he's still a lot overtime." The chronograph told us that Porter was well over the one-hour mark.

"Looks like he's dawdled a lot down there," Pansy said.At this time Dumbledore walked to the water's edge and was talking to the mermaid leader.

"If it were you, would you save that little girl?" Draco asked me suddenly.

I was silent for a while without answering immediately. "It's a dilemma. If I had to say it, I wouldn't save him."

"Surprise," Draco raised his eyebrows, "I thought you'd say 'yes'."

"This has nothing to do with scores and morals. The point is that I will not risk my life to save others." I looked at the gathered referees below, "If this is not a game but reality, maybe Porter will because of He died in the lake for his decision."

The final scoring result is quite satisfactory.Delacour had the lowest score for not finishing the game, Porter was tied with Digory and they are currently tied for first place overall.

Because almost all referees -- except for Karkaroff -- think Porter embodies a high moral character.

"I have to admit that Porter's score is well deserved." Pansy said with emotion.

Madam Pomfrey escorted the warriors and hostages back to the castle, while Gryffindor and Hufflepuff cheered and applauded their bravery.

The third project will be held on the evening of June 6, and the warriors will learn the specific content of the project one month in advance.

"It's almost over."

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