"He, I. Belch. Hmm."

If it was Brother D, Sirius couldn't answer this question, and maybe no one but Dudley himself would be able to answer it.

But since it was Harry's question, Sirius had to satisfy him, so he thought for a while and gave his answer.

"Probably some kind of transformation, maybe a shark. Well, Animagus, it's like I can turn into a big dog. ”

Unexpectedly, however, Harry looked at Sirius speechlessly after hearing Sirius's answer.

"Mr. Black, I think the match should take place at the Black Lagoon at Hogwarts, which is the only place with a water source nearby."

"Of course I know about the Black Lagoon, I've competed and swam in it with James before, and I won first that time."

Sirius was so boastful about his experiences as a student that he didn't get to the point, and he didn't notice that Harry's face was getting darker.

"The Black Lagoon is a big lake, and sharks are marine creatures, so it's hard to move around in the Black Lake."

"If a shark does enter the Black Lake, then death awaits him"

"Is the transformation of the Animagus not subject to the changes of nature? Or is it that Mr. Black turned into a dog that can fly in the sky? ”

There were times when Harry found it difficult to communicate with the other person on his own, and it was simply a lack of common sense.

Sirius was silent when Harry said that it was both a sea and a lake, because he didn't understand.

In his brain, isn't the difference between the sea and the lake just tasteless and salty? Isn't it all water? Why can sharks move in the sea but not in the lake? Aren't they all fish?

If those words were said by someone else, Sirius promised to fight him to the end, but if it was Harry.

Then not knowing is not knowing.

"Forget it, it's useless to ask you, I still have classes in a while, so I'll go first."

Harry sighed, put away the parchment scroll, and left the Gryffindor common room with his things.

Looking at Harry's departing back, Sirius swore that he would figure it out.

That night, Lupin received a letter from Sirius.

"Dear Lupin, do you know the difference between the sea and the lake?"

Lupin: "? ”

The next day, he received another one.

"Why can't sharks survive in the lake?"

Lupin: "?? ”

On the third day, he received another one.

"Can the sharks transformed by the Animagus survive in the lake?"

Lupin: "??? ”

What and what is this? Is Sirius crazy?

Not to mention Sirius, Harry was still thinking about what Dudley would do if he was asleep, if he would get a submarine over?

His impression of Dudley was that of pragmatism.

Submarines are not out of the question. But that thing was too hard to carry.

Is it to get a diving device?

It's a real idea, and the submersible device is much easier to get by than a submarine.

While Harry was having trouble sleeping because he was guessing what Dudley was doing, there was another man who was equally sleepless - Mr. Bagman, who blamed him for the Triwizard Tournament.

The second game is about the four warriors taking back their most cherished 'people' at the hands of the evil merfolk, and although the merfolk are very resistant to the word evil, this is not the point. The focus is on the most cherished people, Harry, Fleur, and Wickdor are all very easy to handle, and the key is Dudley's side

He'd already knocked down several of the Ministry of Magic staff who were planning to stealthily do something to Miss Granger.

Tomorrow is when the game officially starts, and they haven't won anything so far.

Bagman wasn't surprised that Dudley knew what the second game was about.

"Mr. Dursley"

Bagman approached Dudley at dinner, looking embarrassed.

"What's the matter, Mr. Bagman?"

Dudley smiled in response, and swallowed a chop of lamb in one gulp.

Dudley smiled in response, and swallowed a chop of lamb in one gulp.

"Can you?"

"I can't."

replied very decisively, this is what makes Bagman a headache, and he doesn't get in at all.

"I don't want her to get hurt in any way, and I won't let her get hurt in any way."

Dudley gently wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin stained with sauce, and then attacked a lamb chop, and the conversation with Bagman didn't affect the speed at which he ate.

"But."

"No, but."

Not only is Dudley in his hands, but he knows that the last thing he can provoke in Hogwarts is the one in front of him.

Much more difficult to deal with than the Headmaster Dumbledore.

"Dudley, Mr. Bagman, what are you talking about? I seem to hear something 'she' hurting something? ”

Just as Bagman had a headache, Hermione suddenly asked at the right time.

Bagman's eyes lit up. Suddenly there was a way

"Miss Granger, the second game is about saving the cherished ones, and you are."

Bagman glanced at Dudley as he said this, and the hint couldn't have been more obvious, and Hermione's face immediately flushed again.

"So what?"

"We need your cooperation, as long as you're tomorrow."

"Impossible."

A categorical voice sounded, with no doubt in his tone.

Dudley stopped eating and turned his head to look at Bagman.

"Honorable Mr. Director of the Department of Physical Education of the Ministry of Magic, did you not understand me? I don't want to repeat it again, you know? ”

When Dudley shouted the title of 'Director of Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic,' Bagman felt a pressure that almost suffocated him, and goosebumps stood up all over his body.

"Dudley, I think I"

Hermione looked at Bagman with a little pity, and her heart softened and wanted to help him speak.

"I will never allow you to be hurt in front of me."

One sentence made Hermione blush and run away.

Dudley didn't chase her, sat in his seat and continued to eat, and if anyone dared to touch this mold, then Dudley would really be reasonable with the other party, and communicate cordially and friendly.

It wasn't until Dudley finished his dinner that he glanced at Bagman, who was still sitting beside him like a frosted eggplant.

"She definitely doesn't have to think about it, but it's not like there's nothing to replace."

"What?"

As soon as he heard that things seemed to be turning around, Bagman immediately came to his senses.

"You can try to choose what Hermione cherishes. Stuff"

“？”

Dudley whispered.

Bagman stayed where he was.

"That's it. May I? ”

Dudley shrugged his shoulders and said in a nonchalant tone, "I've already thought of the idea for you, and it's up to you whether you use it or not." ”

(End of chapter)