The shell becomes very soft, not malleable, and the thickness is not the same, and the better part is that it can be shaped at will.

The first time Knicks made armor, the shell of the frying snail was more difficult to handle, and it was very difficult to do. Fortunately, in order for Neville to understand how to wear it, he designed the armor into a modular combination, which made it relatively easy to make.

Tifa and Luna teach Neville how to cast the Flying Charm.

While Neville was practicing alone, Tifa complained to the Knicks, "The Slytherins didn't know where the confidence came from, and they laughed at Ravenclaw for not having a triwizard tournament as if they did. I don't think Malfoy will die if he doesn't get past the first hurdle."

"Do me a favor and cut them all open." Nick Dow.

Tifa slice open the softened crust shell and continued, "And Hufflepuff, they're very arrogant, as if Cedric had won."

"Indeed, I am also more optimistic about Cedric, and if there is a bet, I will press Cedric to win."

"Gamble! I almost forgot. Brother, George and Fred have asked me to make a joint banker, shall I promise them?"

"It depends on whether you want to make money or not, if you want to, you can agree, if you don't want to, you won't agree."

"Would you bet?" Tifa asked.

"Maybe."

"Wouldn't it be better to bet with you?"

"I don't mind, but don't regret it."

Tifa watched as Nix fell into deep thought. Regret, does it mean that my brother can also be wrong? But my brother hasn't missed it since he was a child.

Nicks plasticizes the shell and puts it in another solution, which neutralizes the softener and makes the shell hard again.

Back at the castle, the Knicks see Victor Krum exercising by the lake, followed by a group of girls who want to sign autographs, and a few boys not far away.

There was no Filch at the gate of the castle, and she did not plan to stand in the doorway to fish while Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were students, tarnishing the image of Hogwarts.

There weren't many people eating dinner in the auditorium, and Nicks saw Harry and Hermione. He sat down next to them and asked, "What's wrong?" He looks like he doesn't have any energy."

Harry said, "Niko, do you still have potions?"

"You want?"

"Yes, powerful potions, Filch will do it. Can you make it before the game?" Harry asked.

Nicks explained, "Harry, you can't get strong by drinking potions once, you look at Seamus, he took it three times, and so did Filch."

"But I know that Lupin only drank it twice, and the ghost of Ravenclaw, who only took potions once. They're all strong."

Nix shook his head, "I want to remind you that they are strong in their own right. Besides, Lupin is a werewolf, Lady Grey is a ghost, and you're just a little wizard who can't withstand the potions they use."

Hermione asked, "And how are you going to help Neville, he's drunk potions twice, and he doesn't seem to have any special abilities other than planting trees."

"I couldn't make him stronger with potions anytime soon, so I made him a suit of armor."

Harry reminded, "The first is only with a wand, not armor."

"Fly the Spell, summon the armor, and challenge ......" Nicks stopped just in time, he almost got the dragon out of the way.

Hermione sensed that there was something wrong with the Knicks: "You know the first challenge?"

"I don't know. Even though I was there at the time, Barty Crouch didn't say anything about the challenge, he just said he was going to test the Warriors."

Hermione: "Then why are you sure the armor can help Neville?"

Nicks smiled: "The armor made of the tail conch shell is hard, not afraid of fire, reflects spells, as long as the opponent does not use this kind of black magic, it is a random kill."

"Do you have any extra shells? How about making me a set too?" Harry said.

"No, look at Neville's figure."

Neville on one side had been eating, oblivious to what they were talking about.

Harry and Hermione sighed, not knowing if Neville was down

Mold is still lucky.

Tifa asked, "Why didn't I see Ron, I want to see his disappointed face."

"I haven't seen him in a day." Harry was in a bit of a depressed mood.

Seamus entered the Great Hall, his expression not quite right, and saw Harry walking quickly over.

"Great, you're all here."

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"I just bumped into Malfoy, and he provoked me, so I hit back a little. You know I've never been afraid of him, I wanted to do it, but Professor Snape wasn't far away. ......" Seamus wrote at length.

"What are you going to say?" Nicks asked.

"Well, he said he was going to make me look good in the game."

"It's better to fight back." Several people didn't understand what Seamus meant.

"Well, he said the game was going to kill people." Seamus Road.

"Normal, half of the warriors who participated in the Triwizard Tournament died." Hermione said, "I really don't know what you guys think, Dumbledore has emphasized countless times, the game is dangerous, don't participate under the age of seventeen, is the Knicks the only one listening?"

"I listened too, and I didn't want to participate." Neville has almost eaten.

"Shut up." Hermione shouted, and she saw Tifa blush.

Tifa felt guilty, she didn't expect Neville to be chosen, and complained that Ludo Bagman was too bad, and told him not to let people be chosen, but instead she was chosen. She doubled her free time for Neville's sake, wondering if Professor McGonagall would teach her a lesson for misusing the time turner.

Seamus was silent for a moment, then made up his mind, "Harry, let's join forces and let Malfoy out first."

Hermione said angrily, "You haven't figured it out yet, have you? It's a dangerous game, it's not a fight!"

Seamus stared at Harry for his answer. He wanted to be a champion, and seeing Harry in the spotlight every year was impossible not to be jealous.

Harry thought about it for a while, and it was not a disadvantage to join forces with Seamus, Seamus was inferior to him in terms of spells, but that hand of fire control was very powerful, and the two of them could beat most people together.

When he was about to say yes, Neville spoke first, "Take me one, and I'll join forces with you."

"No, you'll be holding back." Seamus refused.

"Let me think." Harry didn't immediately agree. Hermione had analyzed the situation for him during the day, and suggested that the person he was uniting with was Neville, and he decided to write to Sirius Black to ask.

After dinner, Neville leaves with the Knicks. He worried, "Nyx, am I going to die?"

"Don't worry, as long as you learn the Flying Charm, it won't be a problem to pass the level. If you don't fight for the title, your life is not in danger." Nicks relieved.

As soon as they left the auditorium, the two saw Snape standing at the top of the stairs. "Nick Lestrange, come to my office."