After Victor Krum was almost pulled to the bottom of the sea by a large squid in his last winter swim, he was reluctant to touch the water again.

Fleur's clean robe was splattered with mud, but she didn't care, she bit her lip and stared at the lake with an anxious face.

The surface of the large, iron-gray and gloomy lake, its dark and cold bottom as far away as the moon, I don't know how many dangers are hidden.

After Madame Maxime took her Gabrielle away yesterday, Fleur knew that the unlost treasure she was looking for at the bottom of the lake was her sister.

Her eyes were red and she quarreled with Madame Maxim, and she would never agree to do so.

But Madame Maxime, who had always treated her very well, was uncharacteristically unrelenting in this matter, saying that it was the result of a joint discussion between the three schools.

"After an hour, there was no hope. She is completely gone, never to be seen. This phrase kept appearing in Fleur's mind like a spell.

It's only an hour!

What the hell is going on at the bottom of the lake? If she doesn't have time to rescue his sister, then Gabrielle...... Fleur was frightened and panicked.

......

See Harry arrive.

"Why are you here, let everyone wait for you alone!" Professor Karkaroff said with dissatisfaction, domineeringly, "the competition is about to start!"

Harry looked at Professor Karkaroff and smiled, "I don't understand, what do you mean by translating for me, it's about to start." ”

Professor Karkaroff snorted and did not speak.

Harry turned his head to look at Bagman and said, "Mr. Bagman, you and Professor Karkaroff are both referees, so you must understand what he means, you translate for the translator, what is about to start?"

Bagman: "It's still a translation, it's all said. ”

Harry said, "I'll let you translate to me, what do you mean it's about to start?"

"You don't need a translator, it's just about to start," Bagman said. ”

Professor Karkaroff's face was gloomy, thinking that Harry was deliberately finding fault, and he said angrily, "Don't you understand what it means to start soon?"

Harry: "I just want you to translate it, it's about to start!"

Bagman was about to cry, and he said, "It's about to start, what else can I have?"

Harry grimaced: "Translate it to me, what's going to start fucking soon!

Bagman thinks it's all Karkaroff's fault, and he has to say something about Harry, is there something wrong with you? He also looked at Professor Karkaroff angrily and asked, "What the fuck is going to start soon?"

Professor Karkaroff roared angrily, "It's about to start, but there are still three minutes left, it's half past nine, and you're about to start the game!"

Bagman finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Eh, this is 'about to start'. ”

Harry's tone remained unchanged as he continued, "Translate translation, translate translation!"

Bagman vomited blood in his heart, and he said word by word: "It's about to start, but there are still three minutes, it's half past nine, and you guys are going to start playing!"

Harry looked at Karkaroff scoffingly and said, "Ha, this is 'about to start', I thought it had already started." ”

Professor Karkaroff was dying of rage, and he felt that talking to Harry was a big mistake in his life.

Seeing that Karkaroff was told by Harry that he couldn't get off the stage, Professor McGonagall secretly laughed. When discussing the various matters, Professor Karkaroff was like a hooligan, playing all kinds of scoundrels, so that she could not do anything.

Six warriors lined up on the shore, each spaced five meters apart, with Harry in the first line, next to Krum.

Krum took out his wand and seemed ready for a desperate duel with the giant squid.

Bagman stood at the referee's table. He pointed his wand at his throat and said, "Loud voice!" as he did at the World Cup and in the first event, "Loud voice!"

So his voice was like thunder, and it could be heard across the dark lake to the stands.

"Listen, our warriors are in place. As soon as I whistled, the second project began. They'll have a full hour to get their robbed treasure back, and I'll count to three, one...... Two...... Three!"

A shrill whistle echoed through the cold, still air.

The stands erupted in cheers and applause.

Harry wasn't in a hurry, but was waiting to see what the other warriors were doing.

I'm afraid that the key clues for the Warriors to crack the second project were all completed recently, and they didn't have time to test whether the methods they prepared could work wonders, and they were nervous one by one.

Cedric Diggory glanced at Harry hatefully, which made Harry quite helpless, just because you still want to take revenge, if you don't want to see what you want to do, I would have given you an unforgivable curse gift package.

......

Cedric Diggory reached into his shorts pocket and pulled out a mass of something like a myriad of slippery, gray-green rat tails.

This is the gill sac grass that allows him to breathe freely underwater.

Cedric Diggory took off his shoes and socks three times and two times, shoved the gill sac grass into his mouth, and waded into the lake.

The water was cold, and his skin was so hot that it hurt like it was on fire.

Cedric Diggory blamed Harry Potter for all this, and if it wasn't for him, why would he have to find blame.

The further he went, the deeper the lake became, and his soaked robe fell heavily.

Now the water was knee-high, and the two feet that quickly went numb stepped on the mud and sand and the smooth, slimy stones, and kept slipping.

He chewed on the gill sac grass so hard that it felt terrible, and the chew in his mouth was tough, slippery, like the living tentacles of an octopus, making him want to vomit.

He stopped in waist-deep water and swallowed the gill sac grass, waiting for it to take effect.

He could hear the laughter coming from the audience, all of whom were watching the warriors' every move with panoramic binoculars.

"Haha, look at Cedric Diggory, that's stupid......"

"Merlin, he didn't even show his magic skills to deal with this level, like a clown......"

"It's a shame that he became a Hogwarts warrior, I really don't know why the Goblet of Fire chose this kind of person...... Harry Potter alone can represent our school. ”

The Slytherins booed, screamed, and laughed loudest.

Cedric Diggory's body trembled violently, even though the lower half of his body was already immersed in the bitter cold water, a bitter cold wind blew his hair mercilessly, and the unwatered parts of his body were covered with goosebumps...... But it's not because of this, he's stimulated by the audience.

"Damn it, shit, garbage, you're too embarrassed to judge me......" Cedric Diggory roared inwardly.

When Cedric Diggory felt that the world was spinning in his head, and he couldn't breathe without oxygen, he jumped into the icy water, and he already had the gills that only fish have.

And what about the others?

Victor Klum cast a spell on himself, his body swelled suddenly, his head turned into the head of a fish, but underneath was a human body, and he was still wearing swimming trunks, which was a transfiguration spell that could be used on people in the second semester of the sixth grade, and it was obvious that Victor Krum had not fully mastered it.

Fleur didn't know what means to prepare, she didn't use it on the shore, but jumped directly into the water, she was also the first warrior to enter the water, it seems that she was very eager to rescue Gabrielle.

Vincent Picoque, another warrior at Beauxbatons School, nervously recited a spell, and a huge bubble suddenly appeared on his neck (refer to the Draco), making his facial features look elongated and widened, which was very funny.

Another Demstrang school warrior, Poliaco Brown, moved to the referee's table in the midst of everyone's puzzled eyes, and said with a shameful face: "Sorry professor, I can't finish this project............"

Rock breaker.

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