Rita's face changed suddenly.

This is terrible news.

It was scarier than anything I'd heard before.

She turned into a ladybug and flew away in fear, not daring to linger in this terrible place any longer, the Gryffindor common room was much more terrifying than Azkaban!

"She's walking so fast." Ron sighed, with some regret, and carefully placed the sleeping Crookshan on the stool, "I wanted to tell her something more surprising." ”

"Skeeter is already pushing the envelope." Hermione shook her head, grabbed the back of Crookshan's neck, and picked it up roughly, "You're going to tell her about that again, maybe you'll have to go headfirst into the fireplace." ”

"She's really not able to handle it." Ron pouted, "I wasn't so flustered. ”

"She's not the third at Hogwarts." Harry patted him on the shoulder.

Ron was a little surprised: "Harry, are you complimenting me?" ”

Harry and Hermione were silent.

It seems that staying up late will reduce people's IQ, so you have to pay attention to it in the future.

They went back to their dormitories and slept.

Until Friday night.

George and Fred brought in another batch of wine, saying it was to make up for Tuesday night, because there was still class the next day, and they didn't have a lot of fun.

Once again, the golden egg was invited out.

They circulated in the hands of the lion cubs.

"This thing seems to be able to be opened?" In Fred's hand, he noticed the gap in the golden egg and hesitated.

Harry nodded, "A magic item." ”

Fred immediately ignored George's expectant look and handed it back: "Then Harry, open it up quickly, let's see what's inside!" ”

"He's so heavy, maybe it's a piece of gold." Ron excitedly came up with a conjecture.

"It's a hint for the second level." Hermione's face was expressionless, puncturing the illusions of Ron and many other young wizards who were looking forward to gold, "You heard Harry say that day. ”

Ron muttered, "Maybe the clue is made of gold?" ”

Harry pulled out his wand and with a flick of it, the eggshell immediately split in two, but there was nothing inside, nothing in it, and a magical aura brewed inside the empty eggshell.

An extremely piercing and extremely sharp scream poured out with this breath, filling the entire lounge, dozens of times more miserable than the screams of the demon spirits.

His eyes were quick and he closed them immediately.

The little wizards were terrified, and they looked at the golden eggs in horror.

It looks so luxurious on the outside, but there is such a strange and terrifying cry inside.

"What's that?" A young first-year wizard was a little frightened, dumbfounded, and muttered to himself.

Seamus's eyes widened, "It's like a female ghost's cry, Harry, the next round of the game will definitely pass by the female ghosts, and take some treasure from their guard!" ”

"No!" Neville's face turned pale, "That's a scream of torture, Harry, you might be tortured." ”

"How can it be so outrageous, torture will make the little wizard hurt." George immediately shook his head, pressed his shoulder, and said softly, "Think about it, the female ghost may be right, that thing is not easy to deal with." ”

"But Harry will have a Patronus Charm." Fred shook his head, "That creature isn't enough for a griffon." ”

The lion cubs laughed merrily.

Hermione frowned, denying the claim: "That's not the cry of a female ghost, a female ghost is longer, darker, and more miserable"

"Have you ever seen a female ghost?" A senior witch asks provocatively.

Hermione was about to speak, but Harry replied, "It's not a ghost, it's a mermaid's cry." ”

Merman?

The little wizards wondered.

The creature was almost beyond their comprehension.

Although we all know that there is a group of mermaids living at the bottom of the Black Lake,

"Well, I dealt with them a lot last year." Harry nodded.

Ron shook his head, "I've seen them too, Sirius Christmas, we've been to the bottom of the Black Lagoon, we've dealt with merfolk, they can talk. ”

"That's underwater." Harry explained more clearly, "When they're on the water, they can't speak, they just make this high-pitched call. ”

"Merfolk don't seem to be out of the water?" George asked cautiously.

He and Fred had never seen a mermaid bubbling out of the water a few times in so many years, and only the few times they drank and drunk, a mermaid had come out of the lake, but the memory at that time had long since become unclear.

Harry was silent and didn't speak.

Under normal conditions, merfolk certainly don't surface.

But there will always be special circumstances, and when he is practicing magic, there will always be some mermaids who are not very lucky.

"We haven't learned mermaid language." Hermione was embarrassed and looked at the other young wizards, "Do any of you know mermaid language?" ”

A young second-year wizard trembled and raised his hand.

"Will you?" Hermione was a little surprised, besides their fourth year, Gryffindor had such a student who loved to learn?

"Nope." The little wizard shook his head, "But didn't Mr. Bagman say that warriors can't accept help from outside."

"As long as you don't get discovered." Before he could finish his sentence, Fred walked over and pressed his shoulder, "How did you get into Gryffindor?" How can we still have such a well-behaved student in our school? ”

Li Jordan also walked over and pulled his little face: "It seems that we have to teach you how to be a good Gryffindor." ”

Hermione sighed in disappointment, her gaze sweeping over the seniors.

George frowned: "Percy will, but he graduated, do you want me to write to ask for help?" ”

Harry shook his head, "Don't bother, it's easy. ”

He waved his wand, and an empty wine bottle twisted into a glass basin.

Clear water like a spring.

He chanted the incantation, and the rushing water gushed out, and soon it was full, and with a wave of his wand, the water formed three earmuffs, which joined the basin and placed them over himself, Hermione, and Ron. Harry shoved the golden egg in it and opened it again.

A little wizard immediately covered his ears.

But this time there were no screams, only faint singing.

Outside the water, I don't really hear it.

Only Harry, Hermione, and Ron, who were wearing water-flowing earmuffs, could hear clearly.

The mermaid's singing voice was not good, the tone was very strange, barely better than that of the Ghost Band, but fortunately the song was not long, and soon a loop was sung, and when the second time began, Harry immediately closed the golden egg and took out the basin.

With a single wand, the basin and the water were gone.

"What's the content?" Fred looked at him and asked.

Ron looked out of the castle with a strange look on his face.

Harry replied softly, "The second round is for me to dive into the Black Lake and retrieve the treasure I was robbed of by them within an hour." ”

"Mermaids are very bold." Ron sighed, "How dare they rob you of your stuff." ”

The expressions of the young wizards became the same as Ron's.

It's amazing.

Hermione shook her head, "It's probably not a merfolk, it's the Ministry of Magic." ”

"Aha, it's worse than a merfolk." George exclaimed, "And the Ministry of Magic should know Harry's strength better than the merfolk. ”

Fred rubbed the little wizard's face, and the twelve-year-old's cheeks were soft, making him a little embarrassed: "Even if the Aurors come, they won't be able to snatch Harry's things." ”

"Not an entire Auror office." Seamus tilted his head with pride.

Harry nodded, expressionless, "I'm also looking forward to seeing how they'll snatch my baby." ”

He did the math in his mind.

The most precious things to him, the two swords, the potions, those magical materials, the motorcycle that was modified to the last moment, and almost transplanted the idea of the Sorting Hat.

The Ministry of Magic doesn't know about motorcycles.

And the rest is in the Sorting Hat, so they're going to come and grab the Sorting Hat?

The hat was lying on the table, shaking the tip of the hat, trying to learn the singing voice of the fishman, it had an impulse to move this song to the opening ceremony of the next year, it has been the same style for thousands of years, maybe it would be fresher to change it?

It almost immediately noticed Harry's gaze, saw the thinking in his eyes, and excitedly shook the tip of its hat even harder: "Harry! Are you looking at me, am I your most precious treasure? ”

Hermione's face didn't change, it was just a hat.

"All my possessions are in you." Harry shook his head, "They can only do it to you, too. ”

The Sorting Hat flicked the tip of his hat: "At this point, you should say something nice to coax my old hat." ”

"How can a boy not talk sweetly?"

"You're almost fifteen years old, if you don't master this skill, how will you coax girls in the future? That's what Godric suffered."

Hermione's eyes became dangerous.

After a pause, he shouted cheerfully, "Children, let me tell you the story of Godric's first love." ”

The little wizards rushed over excitedly.

Ron didn't have a past, he was now more interested in food than in listening to love stories, and he was melancholy: "I was a little worried that the second round wouldn't go ahead. ”

Obviously, there will be big problems when it comes to looting the Warrior's treasure.

Knowing the second round, Gryffindor was not worried about Harry, they expected the Ministry of Magic to suffer another loss under Harry, and it was better to fight and fight vigorously.

But what they expected never happened.

The Ministry of Magic didn't make a move against Harry, and even Ludo was rarely seen in Hogwarts.

Fast forward to December, and Hogwarts enters the depths of winter, with only two snows in a month, one from the beginning of the month to the middle of the month, and one from the middle of the month to the end of the month.

On the dorm calendar, the day of the Thursday before Christmas was circled in red by Harry.

The letter of the old lover of the unknown Dumbledore prophet had always been in his heart.

Before he could go to Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall was the first to make a big announcement in her class.

She kept a straight face, but she couldn't hide the smile.

"Christmas is coming, but this year's Christmas is different from previous years, because of the Triwizard Tournament, we have a dance party at Christmas – it's also a tradition of the Triwizard and a great opportunity for our three schools to network."

"However, the prom is only open to students from the fourth grade onwards, and if, I mean, if you have a crush on someone who is in the third grade, you can invite him to join you."

"Of course, I don't really want to see a first-year wizard show up."

The lion cubs laughed.

As she spoke, she paused and glanced at Hermione meaningfully, "And, Mr. Potter, the following is to be said to you alone, as a Hogwarts Warrior and as a Gryffindor Warrior, you need a companion. ”

Hermione blushed, understanding what McGonagall's gaze meant.

Harry said expressionlessly, "Professor, I'm only fourteen, and I'll only be fifteen in half a month, far from the age of marriage. ”

The little wizards laughed even louder.

"No, not that kind of partner." McGonagall smiled and shook her head, "It's a dance partner, a dance partner at the Christmas Ball." ”

"I know you may not like it very much, but as a warrior, you need to join the warriors of the other two schools and dance the first dance at the Yule Ball, so a dance partner is a must for you."

"There's still half a month, you have to choose before that."

"Of course, if any of you feel like a good fit, you can also send an invitation to Mr. Potter."

Today is also a day! Boast to myself!

Start paying off your debts tomorrow for the next leader!

(End of chapter)