The only interesting thing is that I don't know if Hagrid is trying to make up for his mistakes in the snails, or because there are only the last two snails left, or because he wants to prove that Professor Graplan can do it, and he Hagrid can do it too. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Anyway, when Hagrid returned to class, he continued Professor Graplan's lecture on unicorns. As it turns out, Hagrid knows no less about unicorns than he knows about trolls, though he apparently finds it disappointing that unicorns don't have fangs.

On this day, he actually caught two unicorn cubs. Cubs differ from adult unicorns in that they are pure gold. Looking around in a daze, there was an innocent and curious look in his big soft eyes.

This made the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff House classmates excited, and Susan screamed cuteness, rubbing forward to see more and touch more. The class was not at all the lifeless atmosphere that it used to be.

Wang Yong also saw the juvenile form of a unicorn for the first time. They turn silver around two years old and emerge at about four years old. It doesn't turn pure white until adulthood, which is around the age of seven. When the unicorn was young, he was not too disgusted with men, so he could lean forward, pat it a little, and feed two sugar cubes to eat.

In addition to these, he was either in the library or in the laboratory after his daily classes, and now that his theory and talent had grown to a certain extent, what was missing for him now was mainly practical experience. Fighting, traveling, these are what he lacks now.

In ancient times, when wizards did not enter the professional world, or some middle-class or long-established families with financial resources, there was a tradition of traveling the world together, visiting and observing foreign wizards, and then pursuing their own careers. This is the same as the European aristocracy had to travel around the world for one to three years in their youth, and even the social practice in some international prestigious schools is now for this purpose.

This time, he and Susan were reading books in the library, and the dim sunlight shone through the heavy book dust, bringing a thick historical atmosphere to the historic library of Hogwarts.

Susan was looking at a heavy book, turning the pages with one hand and keeping warm with the other in Wang Yong's pocket.

Wang Yong looked at it for a while, looked up and rested for a while, and found that the trio of three people had gathered together again, and they were anxiously flipping through the spell books, and there were stacks of books piled up on the table in front of each person, and they couldn't see each other.

It's only a few days before the second project begins, but it doesn't look like they've found anything that works.

"I don't think that's going to work," Ron's voice came dryly from across the table, "I can't find anything." Nothing. Maybe the mantra is closer, draining the water from ponds and puddles, but you can't have that much power to drain the water from the entire lake. ”

"There must be a way." Hermione muttered under her breath, moving a candle closer. Her eyes were so tired that she had to get closer, her nose just an inch off the page, to read the tiny little print on the Forgotten Ancient Magic and Spells. "There's no way they're going to design a project that can't be done."

"They will." Ron said, "Harry, you're going to go straight to the lake tomorrow, stick your head in it, and shout at the merfolk to give you back what you stole and see if they're going to throw it out." It's your best bet, man. ”

"There must be a way!" Hermione said impatiently, "There must be!" ”

She seemed to see the lack of useful materials in the library as an insult to herself, and her questions used to be answered in books.

"I know what I'm supposed to do." Harry said he was lying face down on "Tips for Dealing with Pranks," "I should have learned to be an Animagus, like Sirius." ”

"yes, you can turn yourself into a goldfish as much as you want!" Ron said.

"Or a frog." Harry yawned. He was so tired.

Conversations of the kind took place among them from time to time, sometimes attracting the attention of Mrs. Pince, and if she spoke louder, she would be seen rushing menacingly with a feather duster, and would not leave until they were silent.

"It takes years to become an Animagus, and then you have to register, so it's a lot of trouble." Hermione muttered, squinting her eyes for the index to "Weird Magical Problems and Their Solutions," "Professor McGonagall told us, remember...... You must register with the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic...... What kind of animal are you going to become, what are the markings, so that no one else will hurt you......"

"Hermione, I'm just kidding," Harry said weakly, "and I know I'm never going to be a frog tomorrow morning......

Hermione looked around in distress at this time, and saw Wang Yong, who was looking at the books very calmly and leisurely next to her, as if she was confident.

Her eyes lit up, and she said to Harry, "Why don't you ask Wang Yong, he looks ......"

"Nope! I will never ask for any help from Wang Yong again! Harry was categorical.

Hermione looked at Harry's somewhat angry face and shook her head speechlessly, she also knew that the news of how to open the golden egg was told to him by Wang Yong, in order to obtain the song of the golden egg, Potter was still practicing diving in the cold and biting lake water in this cold winter, just to hear the song clearly. She glanced up at Harry slightly, "You won't be able to use the method he used anyway." ”

"You!" Harry slammed his book of Tips for Dealing with Pranks, his face flushed with shame, he wanted to get up and leave, he wanted to say that you all left it alone, I would take care of my own business, but he knew he didn't have the ability to do that.

His first project, the idea of using firebolts, was also told to him by Professor Moody, and the spell was taught by Hermione, if with his own ability, it was completely dry-staring.

For Wang Yong, his feelings are very complicated, there is both a kind of gratitude, and a kind of humiliation and a touch of resentment mixed with being chared.

Hermione's expression was a little colder: "Okay, you're so powerful, you can solve it yourself, in order to help you during this time, Ron and I have stayed up all night." ”

She was also in a somewhat awkward mood during this time, she wanted to stimulate Wang Yong by being next to Krum, but let's not talk about Wang Yong, she and Krum chatted for a long time, and she would inevitably think of Wang Yong, which made her feel a little troubled, so she had to avoid him.

Anyway, Krum looks like he's practicing diving in the Black Lagoon every day, and he doesn't have time to bother her.

She turned around and walked away with her school bag, Ron glanced at Harry's angry look timidly, and involuntarily followed Hermione, leaving Harry alone to sit there depressed, he felt that he was really dizzy just now, how could he quarrel with Hermione, but the aimless search for more than a month was in stark contrast to the leisurely Wang Yong who could be seen every time he went to the library, and he would never admit that he was jealous.

……

"That...... I didn't bother you~" A small voice sounded in the ears of Wang Yong, who was watching the excitement, as if he was very shy.

Wang Yong pretended to be looking at the book "Terrible Animals in the Depths of the Ground" in his hand, his eyes were dullly focused on the pattern of the shadow demon in the underground, but his ears were listening intently to the quarrel of the trio on the other side, and he couldn't help but feel a little inexplicably dark in his heart.

Wang Yong was a little surprised when he heard this voice, he turned his head and saw a pair of light gray eyes that seemed to be a little trance and seemed to be a little shy: "Luna, you are here ......"

Susan also looked back curiously at the shy little girl.

"Well, Professor McGonagall told you to go, I mean Susan."

"Me?" Susan felt a little strange: "What to do?" ”

Luna seemed to blush a little at Susan's eyes, and Wang Yong wondered that she didn't seem to be so shy in front of other classmates.

She glanced at Susan's questioning eyes, and one hand gently tugged at her long pale blonde hair that hung down to her waist: "She said she wanted me to take you to her office." Saying this, she glanced at Wang Yong a little apologetically.

Susan stood up confused, "Professor McGonagall is looking for me, I'm not from Gryffindor." Yong, do you know what is going on? ”

Wang Yong smiled, stood up, and kissed Susan lightly on the lips: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring you back." ”

Luna pretended to look away.

"Huh?" Susan blinked, not understanding what this meant, smiled at Wang Yong suspiciously, and then walked after Luna.

……

The next day, Wang Yong was led by Professor Flitwick to the Black Lake. The seats that surrounded the dragon arena last November are now lined up on the other side of the lake, and the Hogwarts students are slowly taking their seats with the crowd.

Qiu Zhang made a cheering gesture to Wang Yong in the distance, making him smile.

Xue and Ginny sat together, smiling at Wang Yong, and when she saw Wang Yong looking at him, Ginny waved at him.

"Yong, it seems that you are confident?" Professor Flitwick looked at Wang Yong's relaxed appearance.

"Well, that's pretty much the same, Professor, and we'll see how I do later." Wang Yong said lightly.

"Good!" Professor Flitwick said as he walked towards the audience.

Wang Yong walked briskly towards another table covered with a golden tablecloth by the water. Fleur and Krum were already standing next to the referee's table, and when they saw Wang Yong coming over, Fleur reluctantly smiled at Wang Yong, but it seemed that she was still very nervous.

At this time, Potter's shadow was not seen, and it seemed that he should have fallen asleep in the library, Wang Yong guessed.

"Gabrielle...... Gabrielle she's gone. Fleur panicked.

Wang Yong patted her trembling hands for comfort: "There is me." ”

Although Wang Yong didn't mind giving Furong some help at all, she still wanted to use her own strength to complete the project.

Thinking of her more unfamiliar combat skills, Fleur still felt a sense of powerlessness while looking at the bottomless black lake in the dark sky.

The group waited for a while, but the game time was about to start, and Harry still hadn't arrived.

Wang Yong didn't care, he was just playing with his ebony wand and didn't know what he was thinking.

And Madame Maxim and Karkaroff couldn't help but show a kind of secret schadenfreude on their faces, but fortunately at the last moment-

"I ...... I'm coming......" Harry ran desperately, out of breath and slipped in the mud, and Wang Yong pulled Fleur back a little to avoid splashing the mud.

After a few questions, the game began to flow normally.

Ludo Bagman had come to the warriors and ordered them to line up on the shore, ten feet apart.

Wang Yong was next to Furong.

Bagman pointed his wand to his throat as he did at the World Cup, and said, "Loud voice!" Then his voice roared like thunder, sweeping across the dark lake to the stands.

"Listen, our warriors are in place. As soon as I whistled, the second project began. They had a full hour to reclaim what had been snatched from their hands. I counted to three. One...... Two...... Three! ”

A shrill whistle echoed through the cold, still air.

Fleur cast a bubble spell on herself, her head like a large fish tank, she stared at the cold black lake water with a bitter face, and then slowly walked forward, as if she was facing a torture ahead.

She turned her head to look at Wang Yong, and found that he was still holding his wand for a long time, as if waiting for something.

Potter, on the other hand, walked towards the lake, stuffing his mouth with a gillin like a gray-green rat's tail.

It took a lot of effort for Krum to transform himself into a half-human, half-shark Animagus and jumped into the lake.

But Wang Yong still didn't move.

At this time, there was a whisper in the stands.

"Why didn't Wang Yong move? Doesn't he know what this project is about? Or is there no way to dive? Alya turned to Angelina.

"How is that possible?" Angelina answered, "His magic is so powerful! ”

But in her heart, she faintly hoped that Wang Yong had no way at all, and was at a loss, because she was really fed up with Gryffindor's defeat at his hands again and again.

Ginny and Xue Xiao clenched their fists tightly, looking at Wang Yong, who was still not moving in front of them.

Wang Yong heard the buzzing sound from behind, as well as the unusually pure sky today, and suddenly had a faint psychedelic feeling.

It all seemed a little real, and he looked at his ebony wand and smiled, what if he suddenly lost everything and became a Muggle who didn't know anything? Will you want to die in shame?

But he finally got moving.

He was usually suspended in the air, and the spectators in the stands watched him levitate in the air, as if the sun coincided with his figure at this time, and it seemed so dazzling that it could not be looked at directly.

Suddenly, a dazzling light fell from the sky.

The vast and deep black lake was in an instant smoothly parted by an unknown force, revealing a dry passage large enough for the Beauxbatons carriage to pass, and the waters on both sides seemed to be like two mirrors.

Then I saw Wang Yong fall down in an instant like a swooping falcon.

The audience couldn't help but gasp, this was almost a miracle, it didn't seem like wizard magic could do it, it seemed like God's will.

Bagman couldn't help but sigh: "This ...... It's like Moses splitting the sea in the Bible, waving his staff and opening the Red Sea for it, it's the power of God! Wang Yong...... Wang Yonghe! ”

Bagman only felt his lips tremble, and he couldn't say anything.

There was silence in the stands, looking at the smoothly parting lake in front of me, through which it seemed that the figure tied to the bottom of the lake could be seen.

Dumbledore looked at the completely separated lake, and there was a calm expression on his face, this power......

He boasted that he couldn't do it, even with the Elder Wand, and maybe Voldemort could do it with a long time of arrangement with his powerful magic and spells, but it was by no means light.

The magic was beyond his imagination.