The place seemed to be the square of a merfolk village, surrounded by houses with a large school of merfolk floating in front of them. In the middle, some merfolk are singing in unison, calling the warriors to pass. Behind them stood a crude statue: a mermaid carved out of boulders. On the tail of the mermaid statue, four people are firmly tied.

Hermione was chained there, along with Ron and Daphne, and a little girl up to eight years old, whose cloudy silver hair convinced Phoenix that she was Fleur's sister. All four of them looked like they were sleeping deeply, their heads slung limply over their shoulders, and a string of thin blisters kept popping out of their mouths.

It's strange whose 'baby' Daphne is?'s Phoenix thought as he swam towards the hostage. The merfolk turned their spears sideways, but they didn't attack him. The rope that tied the hostage to the statue was made of water and grass, thick and slippery, and very strong.

He cut the rope with a cutting spell and pulled Hermione up as fast as he could. Suddenly, there was a cheer behind him, and Phoenix looked back, and Harry had arrived, and a gray shadow was also rapidly approaching behind him. Phoenix now admired Harry a little bit, he was the second to arrive.

It's getting brighter and brighter overhead. Suddenly, he felt his head jerk out of the water, and the wonderful, fresh, cool air brushed across his damp face. He gasped as he pulled Hermione on.

The stands were full of people, shouting and shouting, and one by one they all seemed to stand up. Hermione opened her eyes and was overjoyed to see Phoenix, who had captured him, and spat out a large mouthful of water.

"How many are we?" Hermione asked as she swam, taking a large sip of lake water. Phoenix had to turn around to help her.

"First," said Phoenix, laboriously, "Harry and Krum were right behind me—they were a few minutes slower than me. ”

They waded across the water to the shore. The referees all stood there watching, Phoenix and Hermione smiling at them as they swam close to shore, and Madame Pomfrest holding a thick blanket. Whether the sky is raising the Hogwarts crest, it may be the magic flowers launched by Snape, as they are the emblem of Slytherin House and the emblem of Slytherin House.

"Come here, all of you. Madam Pomfrey said. She grabbed Phoenix, pulled him away, and wrapped him tightly in a blanket. Madam Pomfrey also forced a hot potion into his mouth, and heat came out of his ears. Hermione was treated in the same way, and Krum came out later.

"Well done, Phoenix!" Hermione shouted, "You succeeded, you did it all on your own!

"I don't know," Phoenix thought as he thought about what Harry had eaten before going into the water. "It could be some kind of potion or herb. ”

Fleur and Harry surfaced at the same time, followed by twenty merfolk. Dumbledore crouched at the water's edge, conversing closely with the leader-looking particularly rough and ferocious female mermaid. 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." ”

Several referees get together. Madam Pomfrey rescued Ron from Percy's clutching hand, led him to Harry and the others, gave him a blanket and some pick-me-up potions, and then went over to bring Fleur and her sister. Fleur's face and arms were covered with scars from the left and right, and her robe was torn, but she didn't seem to mind, hugging her sister tightly.

"I can't believe it's Neville. "Hermione ran over to see how Harry and Ron were doing, and didn't expect to run back with a surprised face," Neville told Harry that he could use the gills. Little did we know that Neville's herbalism was so good. ”

"Indeed, I didn't expect that either. Phoenix looked at the Gryffindor stands.

Ludo Bagman's magically amplified voice suddenly sounded in their ears, startling them and quieting the spectators in the stands.

"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 50-point scale as follows-"

"Fleur Delacour has shown great use of the Bubble Head Charm and has successfully rescued the hostages. But seriously exceeding the one-hour rule, we gave her 30 points. ”

There was applause from the stands.

"Harry Potter used gill sac grass and it worked amazingly. He and Delacour returned with the hostages in the same severe time, but the Merfolk Leader told us that Mr. Potter was the second to find the hostages, and that he did not return in time because he wanted to make sure the hostages returned safely. Rather than just caring about their own hostages, most of the referees," Bagman said, glancing at Karkaroff with great dissatisfaction, "that this fully demonstrates high moral demeanor." However - Mr. Porter's score is 40 points.

"Victor Krum used Transfiguration, which was incomplete but still effective, and he was the second to return with a hostage. And to return within the allotted time, we give him 45 points. ”

Karkarov slapped extraordinarily hard, looking triumphant.

"Phoenix Peverell also used the Bubble Head Charm," Bagman continued, "and he was the first to find the hostage and return, and it took 45 minutes for us to give him a perfect 50 points. ”

"You should have rescued everyone. Daphne said wrapped in a thick blanket, looking at Hermione with contemptuous eyes. The two went toe-to-toe.

"Then the game is—" Phoenix was interrupted by Bagman's loud voice before he could finish speaking.

"The third and final program will take place on the evening of June 24," Bagman continued, "and the Warriors will know the specifics of the program a month in advance." Thank you all for your support of the Warriors. ”

Madam Pomfrey began to escort the warriors and hostages back to the castle to change into dry clothes, but Phoenix didn't show much joy. There were no surprises in this project, and they let Harry compete, certainly not for the Triwizard Cup. Could it be that they were going to get Harry out of Hogwarts just like they had been attacked? Phoenix thought about it for a moment and felt that it was very likely, according to the tradition, the winner of the last event in the Triwizard Tournament would lift the trophy in the end, no matter what form it takes. If someone swaps the trophy for a portkey-

"What are you thinking?" they had already made it to the foyer, and Hermione looked at him and smiled.

"One last item. Harry is chasing hard enough, I've got to be careful. Phoenix said goodbye to Hermione and returned to the common room.