"Malfoy Warriors of Hogwarts! dive in and start the game, it's now official. Bagman's slightly anxious and loud voice echoed across the lake and reached the ears of the audience in the audience.

Krum and Fleur, who had just caught the eye, had already dived into the bottomless black lake at this time, and Harry Potter was not to be outdone, and the audience was surprised to find that there was a warrior who did not go into the water, not only that, but he did not even change into clothes suitable for diving, and it seemed that he was not going to go into the water to compete.

Malfoy stopped at the shore, walking slowly back and forth, looking out into the lake, but he didn't mean to go into the water.

"Draco, what's wrong with him?" Narcissa in the stands tugged at the corner of her husband's coat, bewildered by her son's strange behavior.

"Maybe he has his own plans. Lucius coughed a few times, then shook his head in the same confusion, and cast a somewhat grim look at the man in the referee's seat, Ludo Bagman.

He guessed that perhaps the man had not fulfilled his obligation to collect money and do things.

Perhaps because his instincts as a Quidditch player had not deteriorated much, Bagman was keenly aware of Lucius's questioning gaze not far away, and turned his head to briefly look at Lucius, looking at the somewhat indifferent and suspicious eyes, he could fully guess what the man was thinking.

But he didn't know why he had missed the question to Malfoy, but the boy now looked like he had been caught off guard.

Truth be told, he's probably more eager to win this game than the Warriors themselves.

There is no doubt that Bagman will not give up this easy benefit easily, and Malfoy's excellent performance in the first game, coupled with his own leaks, he feels that he can control the outcome of this match with full confidence enough to let Malfoy win and make a lot of money in the game again.

But I didn't expect an incomprehensible accident to happen.

Bagman was in a cold sweat, and the watch in his hand tightened his wrist uncomfortably, making him feel uncomfortable, the sweat soaked the cuffs, and an inexplicable slippery feeling made him inexplicably anxious.

Annoyed, he tugged at his black tie.

"Maybe our warriors have a problem, let me ask. Bagman took a deep breath and then said to the judges at the table, "This is also to give a satisfactory answer to the audience who support us." He added, and ran briskly towards Malfoy, who was still hovering on the shore.

At this point, the audience in the audience almost began to whisper, discussing Malfoy's strange behavior.

"Coward, I don't think he dare. A Ravenclaw girl said with a grudge, seemingly resentful of him.

It seems that Pansy's actions last time greatly dampened Malfoy's girlhood, who must have been one of the victims of Pansy's poisonous tongue.

"What we see is not necessarily real, because our eyes can deceive us at any time. A hazy, aria-like female voice came from the seat behind the girl.

"Oh, mad girl, are you still talking for him? do you really think you're friends if you dance with someone else?" the girl glanced back at Luna, stabbed her, and then immediately turned back, as if unwilling to say another word to her.

Luna was in the limelight at the Christmas ball, which seemed to make her already not very popular even worse, most of the girls were jealous, and the boys who wanted to talk to her after the dance were very quickly dissuaded by her often incomprehensible thoughts.

"Sometimes virtue is a better indicator of a person's worth than extraordinary intelligence. Luna said lightly, then closed her eyes, her eyelids covering her gray eyes, and seemed to lean back in her chair and began to take a nap, with a sweet smile on her slightly pale face, maybe she had dreamed of a scimitar-horned snorer.

By this time, Bagman had rushed to Malfoy's approach.

He panted and asked, "Why haven't you gone into the water yet?" and leaned close to his ear: "Are you having any difficulties?" Tell me and I can help you. ”

Malfoy looked around in a bit of panic, shook his body a little, and tried to calm himself down.

He responded to Bagman's previous sentence, but ignored the latter: "The game is just for a few of our warriors to get back what we value most, is it clearly stipulated that we must dive into the water?" he said slowly.

"But if you don't go into the water, how can you get it back!" said Bagman, breathing heavily, or roaring, and his temples swelled even from the restless mood he was now.

"That's not something I need to explain. Malfoy glanced at him, and said in a graceful voice, the nervousness seemed to have left him.

He wasn't as flustered as he used to be.

Of course, Bagman, who was also nervous, didn't notice a trace of Malfoy's current abnormality from beginning to end.

"I see. Dumbledore's blue eyes narrowed slightly, and the fingertips of his slender hands were tightly together, resting on the golden tablecloth in front of him, and he looked at everything that was happening on the shore.

He pushed his half-moon lenses, which seemed to loosen up a little, and the lenses on the bridge of his nose were refracting the faint light of the sun, which was now quietly protruding from the dark clouds.

The old man muttered to himself, he had roughly guessed the truth of the matter.

Dumbledore's observation power is quite strong, and among wizards, he is also one of the few wizards with complete logic and full of wisdom.

Some of Malfoy's "feminine" movements were evident in his eyes, such as tiptoe pads from time to time, unconfidently looking at the ground or around, and shaking his body with his hands behind his back.

This is completely different from the boys he had dealt with before.

Because the boy is frighteningly mature, his eyes often reveal only confidence and determination, and there is also some undisguised ambition, but it is not gloomy.

Obviously, there was only one answer, the hostages and warriors swapped identities before the game began.

Most of the others were unfamiliar with the Warriors themselves, and another "hostage" was underwater, which made their plan a success.

Of course, Dumbledore didn't plan to do much, he still kept a warm smile, and looked away, smiling at the bottomless black lake, as if that sharp gaze could penetrate it.

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