At the moment when there was no longer a gap between Fleur and Pansy's four lip flaps, the slightly cool and soft touch only stayed on Fleur's lips for a moment, and the rescued girl suddenly opened her eyes at this time, and then looked at everything in front of her in shock, and began to struggle, wanting to push Fleur away.

"Wake up so quickly, are you so shy?" Fleur smirked at this time, as if she felt quite satisfied by playing with the girl who was close to Malfoy.

As soon as Pansy wanted to speak, Flimsy reached over and pinched her cheek, preventing Pansy from speaking, "Wait quietly, stop talking, I don't care what you think." With a flick of her wand, Fleur put a bubble on Pansy's head, and turned back sarcastically, "Just wait for your grinding warrior to come and save you safely." ”

Just as she was about to swim and turn back to find her sister, the corner of her eye swept casually, making her face suddenly become wonderful.

"Why is there another person, still a boy?" Fleur groaned in pain, and only now did she see that there was another person behind the stone pillar, none other than Ron Weasley.

Fleur felt sick to her stomach just by looking at the freckles on his face.

Now, the price of saving people has suddenly increased, and if she repeats the behavior just now to this boy, it will be no less than a torture for her.

"Thank goodness goodbye. Fleur breathed a sigh of relief, because she suddenly saw two parallel figures suddenly appear in the lake not far away, rushing towards this side.

"Gabrielle, it's time for us to go. Fleur quickly rushed to Gabrielle's side, hugged her, and began the return journey, her sister was very light, which made Fleur's return extremely fast.

The sun's rays shone through the lake, and the road ahead gradually became clearer, and along the direction of the light, Fleur deftly avoided many obstacles, and finally surfaced with Gabrielle, and the bubble covering their heads "snapped" and burst at the same time.

Both of them had their long silver hair wet to their waists.

"The first warrior to successfully free the hostages was Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons!" said Bagman, trembling a little, and every word he said seemed to be a torment for him, his heart was dripping blood, but he had to continue, and even had to show an excited expression.

"Well done, Fleur!" said Madame Maxim, who immediately rose from her chair, laughed heartily, and clapped her broad palms.

In the process, he almost overturned the chair, startling Karkaroff on the side.

"It's a bit of a shame that even though she was the first warrior to get back to shore, she still took one minute more than the allotted time. Bagman continued to explain calmly.

"I'm sorry, sister. Gabrielle buried her head and said with some reproach that if she hadn't begged her sister to save someone else, her sister might have gotten better grades.

"It's my own will, and we're still number one, aren't we?" Fleur bent down and kissed Gabrielle's smooth forehead, chuckling, and comfortingly.

Gabrielle sniffed, then coughed a few times.

"Go and stay in a warm place. Fleur urged.

Then the two of them came to Madam Pomfrey's side, and she brought them two thick blankets for them to put on.

"Next to go back to shore are Victor Krum and Mr. Potter!

"She's so fond of you. Fleur put on a blanket and walked to the shore and taunted Malfoy, saying that she never imagined that this boy would not even bother to go into the water, and that he might really be blind, and the audience was booed.

"She'll come up herself. Malfoy said a perfunctory remark at this time, staring at the water, silently waiting.

Several referees on the referee's bench began to discuss, and it was really rare to encounter such a situation, Madame Maxim looked at Malfoy standing on the shore with disdain, and Karkaroff just sneered.

He scoffed, "It seems that Hogwarts students have a problem even swimming." He really didn't think that just a black lake could stump this student, maybe he was really not good at water-related projects?

After all, even he had to admit Malfoy's superior performance in the previous project, but he didn't expect the second project to be so unbearable.

"I think I'm only now realizing that we should have made a big mistake. Dumbledore muttered, pushing his half-moon lenses, his azure eyes glittering.

"Perhaps, if you don't save the hostages, you may really drown, which is a big mistake. Karkaroff reminded, as if that would give him an advantage.

"No, he'll be here soon. Dumbledore said firmly.

"It's unbelievable. Karkaroff shook his head and said angrily.

Dumbledore walked to the water's edge, talking closely to the leader-looking, particularly rough, ferocious female merfolk. Dumbledore made the same high-pitched, harsh sound that a merfolk made on the surface of the water, and apparently, he could speak the words of a mermaid as well. Finally, he straightened up and turned to the other referees and said, "Let's have a meeting and then score." ”

Sure enough, Pansy eventually emerges from the lake, apparently swimming back on her own.

"Uh......" Bagman was a little speechless for a moment, not knowing what words to use to explain.

"Well, the last hostage was also out of danger and back to shore. He could only say so dryly, and Malfoy immediately rushed to Pansy's side, looking at him with concern.

"Are you alright?" Malfoy asked, grabbing Pansy's robe, with concern.

"Of course. Pansy nodded faintly.

"It's ridiculous. Fleur looked at Malfoy with a sneer, disgusted by his pretense of pretense.

"Kid, drink this. Madam Pomfrey grabbed Pansy, and then forcibly pulled her into a chair and sat down, draped her tightly over a blanket, handed her a steaming cup of medicine, and stared straight at her, as if she would force it into her mouth if she didn't drink.

"Thank you. Pansy said helplessly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have finally made our decision. Merkus, the leader of the merfolk, told us exactly what was happening under the lake, and we decided to rate the warriors on a scale of fifty out of fifty...... "Just as Bagman was about to begin his explanation, a neutral and majestic voice interjected.

"Before that, I think Miss Parkinson should do something to identify herself, right?" said Dumbledore, looking at Pansy, who was sitting next to Madam Pomfrey.