The second project officially started at half past nine in the morning on February 24, and Roger and others, who had a good night's rest, were in good spirits.

"By the way, do you really think there's something missing?" asked Roger, who had checked his important belongings a little in the morning.

After yesterday's reminder, Ginny raised her head and said slowly: "It's still in place, it's not missing..."

"It's not so much about this, it's better to talk about your state..."Looking at her, Roger said in a rather admiring tone: "Real people have seen it many times, but when you look at a photo, you will have nosebleeds, in a sense, this is also a kind of ability..."

Ginny pulled out a piece of tissue and blocked her nostrils: "You know a fart, real people and photos are completely different things..."

At nine o'clock, half an hour before the start of the game, Roger and the others began to go downstairs to the Black Lake, and when they passed by the foyer, they could still see the last few procrastinators in it, they had all eaten breakfast, and were going out to watch the second event through the two oak gates.

Hermione proposed to come early, but was vetoed by Roger, the weather in February is not a warm spring, and a light wind can directly blow through the clothes, so go outside in the morning to get cold?

As they walked out of the castle and onto the sunny but cold field outside, they walked down the lawn unhurriedly, and saw that the seats that had surrounded the dragon field last November were now lined up on the other side of the lake, almost full, and reflected in the lake below.

Rodger's arrangement made them have to go around the lake, as the referees sat at another table with a golden tablecloth at the water's edge.

Cedric, Fleur and Krum, the three real warriors, were already standing at the referee's table, watching Roger and his group walk around in a gang, and the speed of walking was anxious.

"Yo~ You guys came so early? If I hadn't brought a watch with me, I would have thought I was late. Arriving at the lake, Roger stretched out his hand to greet them, and his tone sounded more provocative.

"What do you think this is for?" said a domineering voice dissatisfied, "the competition is about to start!"

"Isn't this more than three minutes away, what's the hurry... It's not you who is competing. Roger turned his head with an eyelid, Percy Weasley sitting at the referee's table, and Mr. Crouch not coming.

"Alright, alright, Percy!" Ludo Bagman said when he saw that Ginny's brother's face had turned ugly. He glanced at Harry, and it seemed as if a stone in his heart had fallen to the ground, "Isn't it not late yet..."

Dumbledore smiled at Harry, but Karkaroff and Madame Maxime seemed upset to see them, and from their expressions, it was obvious that Roger's group of bear children were acting rather rude... However, it is not ruled out that they will be deducted because they failed to use the excuse of being late...

Ludo Bagman had come to the warriors and ordered them to line up on the shore, each ten feet apart. This was not set in order because of the rating of the last game, and Krum, who was next to Roger, had already begun to take off his robe to reveal his swimming trunks, and took out his wand and got ready.

Ludo Bagman walked back to the referee's table, pointed his wand to his throat, and said, "Loud sound!" as he did at the World Cup, and his voice thundered across the dark lake to the stands.

"Alright, welcome to the second challenge, last night, each challenger was robbed of one of their precious things. These nine treasures correspond to each of the nine warriors, and they are now placed at the bottom of the Black Lake. As a condition for victory, the warriors only need to find its corresponding treasure and surface it... Simple and straightforward..."

The introduction was a big deal, and everyone who took advantage of the competition at this time took off their clothes, revealing the swimsuits that had been changed long ago.

"It looks like 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. The stands erupted in cheers and applause.

Glancing, Roger waded into the lake. The lake water in February is really unbearable, and it is bitterly cold. Hermione shivered uncontrollably as soon as she got wet, so she had to put a warmth charm on herself before going down to prevent cramps from overheating.

Roger's lower body was already immersed in the cold and biting water, and a cold wind was blowing mercilessly, and he couldn't tell which side was more uncomfortable... Anyway, as long as it doesn't freeze into ice lumps, it doesn't matter to him.

He tapped his head with his wand, and a bubble erupted from the tip of the wand and covered his head. Then a cat's waist completely immersed himself in the water, and Roger made a splash of water several feet high with his legs, and his whole body shot out like a small torpedo, drawing a white line on the dark surface of the lake.

A few weeks of playing in the water in the responsive room, although not learning to swim is a little frustrating, but it is not completely fruitless, hanging up the gear can still be used as an underwater yacht... Although the way of movement is to move forward section by section...

It is not for nothing that the black lake can be called this name, the water of the lake is black, although it is clear and clean when you hold it, but the visibility in the water is not high, even if the sky is sunny, you can no longer see the bottom of the lake after a few times of scurrying forward.

The bubble-like structure of the bubble head spell made the vision a little distorted in the swaying water, but Roger had no intention of canceling the spell, although it was fine if it didn't breathe, but it couldn't hold the mud that might stir up when it sank to the bottom of the water for a while. Roger wants to taste something, but that doesn't mean he loves to eat dirt.

Turning over, he plunged deeper into the bottom of the lake. Scurrying around in a strange dark and hazy landscape, there was silence in my ears.

He could only see within a ten-foot radius, so every time Roger scurried in front of the water, a new sight suddenly emerged from the darkness ahead: a jungle of undulating, tangled black aquatic weeds, a wide flat sand of glittering pebbles.

Occasionally, you can see the colored ball fish that Hermione mentioned in her science days, which is a spherical fish with patterns on its body. The biggest difference from other fish is that it has two long legs with webbed feet on them. Because the habitat was in a deep lake, Hermione deliberately read the information about this little thing that was likely to appear many times.