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For example: I like to cruise the bottom of the lake in search of food... Particularly fond of water snails... Not particularly dangerous, but occasionally gnaws on the swimmer's feet and clothes... The merfolk will take the colored ball fish as a scourge, knotting their long, sturdy legs and letting them drift away without even knowing the direction until they untie the knot themselves... It's hard for Roger to remember a big chase of Bala Baba.

As he swam deeper and deeper, Roger headed towards the middle of the lake. His eyes were wide open, and he peered through the gray, thorny waters of the lake, looking into the dark shadows in the distance, where the water was dark and hazy, more like the ocean than the "ocean" in the room of requirement.

The little fish swam swiftly past him like silver darts. Once or twice, he seemed to see a big creature moving in front of him, but when he rushed over, he realized that it was nothing more than a large black log, or a dense and tangled mass of aquatic weeds.

In the distance, there was a wide underwater rift, covered with turquoise aquatic weeds, two feet deep, like a very dense low jungle, and the creature scanned the suspicious shadows around, and he was going to kill the other three warriors when he ran into them.

But at this moment, without warning, he felt as if he had been pricked in the ass.

Roger and his awkward posture turned his head to find a fish that resembled an 'angry' pufferfish charging at his chrysanthemum, the difference from the puffer fish was that the little thing was not round, and its body was covered with only fins. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】

"Chirac fish?" Thanks to Hermione's chatter these days, Roger could barely make out the species of the strange fish.

He pointed at the fish with his wand, and without hesitation, froze it into a lump of ice, and then controlled it and floated into his own hands, according to Hermione, the chirac fish are mostly found in the Atlantic Ocean and like to destroy the nets that fishermen catch.

"Looks like there's a sea somewhere in the Black Lake. Looking at the ice cube in his hand, Roger hesitated for a moment, but decided to taste this thing first, after all, it is a rare magical animal.

"Quack, quack...", nibbling on the chirac fish ice cream, the thing sank to the bottom of the water and jumped forward in a big jumping position.

Under this water, he could clearly feel the silence pressing on his eardrums, Roger knew that he must be at the bottom of a very deep lake, if the surrounding aquatic plants were getting higher and higher, it would be better to say that the bottom of the lake was getting deeper and deeper, he had gradually lost the range of this underwater forest, and could only push the aquatic plants under the water and move forward.

And the Chirac fish popsicle is not delicious, probably because it is not scaled and dirty, the fishy smell is too strong, and the small fish that has been bitten twice was thrown away by Roger, and then he also stopped, took out his wand and shook it twice above his head: "The compass flies!"

It's not easy to identify the direction in the dark underwater, and he doesn't know exactly where the mermaid tribe is.

It wasn't long before Roger heard a faint stream of water coming from above and down, and looked up just in time to see a pebble-sized hexagonal box smashing at him.

The boy reached out and grabbed the compass and sent the strap on the outer cover to his wrist, only then did he close his eyes and brew and open the lid... The pointer points in the northwest direction, in front of Roger's right.

"Well, it's good that I didn't run out of bounds... So, let me see where the fastest one is..."The creature closed his eyes and waited for a moment, then opened his eyes to see that the pointer was slowly moving from his right to the right front.

"Oops~ It seems that it's not far from me..."Roger grinned and stomped his foot.

"Bang!", a large area of black silt at the bottom of the water was stirred up by this explosion, and the black eddy was stirred up, but at the same time, Roger's whole person also jumped out towards the slope, tearing off a lot of aquatic plants.

After scurrying twice to the top of the underwater forest, the creature began to chase in the direction of the pointer.

Maybe there are more ways to act faster than Roger, but there are certainly no people in this game... Even if those three Champions had learned to apparition, they wouldn't need them at Hogwarts.

So within a few minutes, Roger, who was always paying attention to his surroundings and compass, noticed a silver shadow flickering in the dense water grass below.

The silver-grey one-piece swimsuit is the only one in which Fleur Delacour is the color. There was also a huge bubble around her head, making her perfect features look elongated, widened and deformed, which was very funny.

Needless to say, she also used the bubble head charm, because Roger knew that he must be this virtue in the eyes of others now.

"I didn't expect you to be the fastest. Staring at the opponent below, Roger muttered quietly, after all, in the original book, excluding Harry, the fastest one was the cream boy Cedric... But he wasn't going to let the girl go.

The sheer weeds around her blocked the view, and Fleur apparently didn't notice an ill-intentioned figure hovering above her head, ready to find a good time to send her out.

But before Luo could make a move, this girl with the blood of Meiwa woke up and turned around, and stopped paddling her arms, there were other things in the water grass!

Roger could see clearly from above, and Fleur's swimming movement alarmed a group of horned, pale green water devils... Grindy Lowe. The creature lived mostly in lakes throughout Britain and Ireland, feeding on small fish, attacking both Muggles and wizards.

Despite its small size, it has very long fingers that are quite powerful when grasping things, but they can be easily broken. According to Hermione Science, the merfolk had tamed them.

These little things were very cunning, first one swam quickly behind Fleur, and when she stopped to look back, the other made a slight movement behind her, and when Fleur turned back again in some horror, the Grindillo at the girl's feet grabbed her ankle and pulled it down.

The sudden attack made Fleur, who was already panicked in her heart, have no ability to resist, and only snorted briefly and disappeared into the aquatic grass jungle.

Roger smacked his lips speechlessly, this girl wouldn't have been eliminated like this in the original book... I feel like an unexpected waste of wood... Why don't you resist and give him a chance to mend the knife...

As he was secretly sneering to himself, the light of the Dao spell suddenly flashed from the depths of the water grass, and it was obvious that Fleur was not as weak as Roger imagined... After all, the Ministry of Magic only has a rating of XX for Grindillo, which is the [harmless/tamable] level. Reading, a better reading experience.