The door to the faculty lounge slowly opened with a creak, and the little wizards, who were still a little restless, remained eerily quiet at this moment, their cheeks tensed as they looked at the room that had changed dramatically, silently exchanging uneasy glances.

Like last time, this was another house that had been magically expanded by Professor Brian, only this time, he had gone even further.

Unlike the stormy outside of the castle, it seemed to have turned into an endless swamp, and the rest room was a misty light rain, and the sky was a sleepy yellow, and the gloomy space was filled with clouds that looked like ghosts or skeletons.

It's still a familiar recipe, it's still a familiar taste!

With a creak, when the wooden door was closed, the little wizards, who could only hear their own heartbeats and breathing, could hear the thought in their hearts, except for the faint, eerie and mysterious screeching of the swamp.

"Professor Brian—"

The little wizards huddled in the only small piece of solid ground at the door, and in the middle of the crowd, the flower of Gryffindor House, an Indian girl with long black hair, Parvati Patil, raised her hand tremblingly,

"What do we all need to do?"

"First of all--"

Amosta cleared his throat and smiled pleasantly,

"Who can sue me for what kind of magical creature Hinkpunk is?"

"Hinkpunk is a one-legged monster with a weak aggression that likes to lurk in remote mud or swamps, emitting a misleading glow to lure hikers into traps!"

As Hermione raised her hand, a string of answers came out of her mouth.

"Doesn't sound like it's dangerous?"

Ron muttered quietly, and Harry, who had thought for a moment, nodded hesitantly.

"As good as ever, Miss Granger, I'm going to add five points to Gryffindor!" When Hermione, who was refreshed, withdrew her hand, Amosta smiled as she pointed to the sparsely scorched swamp in front of her, where no smoke could be seen,

"Well, it's obvious what we're going to do, Miss Petill--"

Amosta waved his wand, and rows of delicate oak boats suddenly appeared on the embankment in front of everyone.

"As always, we team up in the same house, work in pairs, and take a boat through this swamp. This is an inter-house match, and the first person to reach the opposite shore will win fifty points for their house, while the losing side will selflessly contribute valuable time to clean the owl shed for us! ”

In the inter-academy match, the losing side cleans up the owl's droppings?!

Ooh!

In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became scorched, and there was no need for anyone to organize, the Slytherin and the Gryffindor little wizards were clearly divided into two groups, competing with each other!

"Say hello to those flat-haired brutes for me, Potter!" Malfoy instantly possessed the god of fighting, baring his teeth and turning on the taunt mode, "I think you must be very good at these lowly jobs, right?"

"You're the one to worry about, Malfoy!" Harry replied to Malfoy, "You won't find house-elves at Hogwarts to help you scrub and scrub!" ”

"But!"

In the midst of the fierce noise, Hermione raised her hand again,

"What does this have to do with our curriculum, Professor Bryan?"

"Very good question, Miss Granger," continued Amosta, looking at her appreciatively, and after calming the little wizards with a light cough,

"I've set up some whirlpools in this swamp, they are obstacles in your path, each quagmire will inhabit a Hinkpunk, you have to be careful of the seductive brilliance they emit, once you get into the quagmire, it means that you are automatically disqualified from the competition."

"What if..."

Neville looked uneasily at the long, narrow oak boat and raised his hand tremblingly, "What if we fall into the water, Professor Bryan?" ”

"If you fall into the water," Amosta looked at Neville with great regret, "then all I can say is sorry, Mr. Longbottom, you'll probably only have to stay in the hospital for two days." ”

As soon as these words came out, several young wizards who were standing on the embankment and probing their brains swooped back.

At first, Amosta did not interfere with the young wizards in choosing their own teammates, but looking at the long and narrow boats floating on the water, all the young wizards hoped to team up with their emaciated companions, and after a lot of noise, there was no confirmed result, and in the end, he had to take action himself.

Harry and Hermione form a team, with Seamus running into Lavender and Neville and Dean coming together.

"Professor!"

Petil, who somehow got into the same boat with Ron, stared at Ron's red hair in horror and protested loudly, "Can I ask for a change of teammate... Professor Trelawney told me to be careful of red-haired boys! ”

"Those god-to-god babbling things don't work with me, Miss Petyer."

Amosta ruthlessly refused Petyer's request, and finally, he glanced at Malfoy, who was smiling evilly at the nearby Slytherin students, and smiled slightly,

"Mind you, guys, I don't want to see you attack each other with wands... Good luck to all of you, ladies and gentlemen! ”

.....................

The moment the wand waved, a thick white mist suddenly enveloped everyone, and consciousness was hazy, and waiting for the cloud to dissipate, Harry and Hermione, who suddenly came back to their senses, found that Professor Bryan and his classmates who had been beside them had disappeared, and their boat was also parked in the middle of the mirror-like water, not moving.

There is no wind on all sides, but the silky smoke on the left and right sides slowly rolls into various strange shapes under the influence of mysterious forces, showing horror and gloom in the silence.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, but after a few seconds, Hermione looked away angrily and turned her gaze in the direction of the bow of the ship.

"Are you alright, Hermione?"

Harry scratched his cheek, his expression looking a little embarrassed.

However, Hermione heard a hint of apology from Harry's slightly awkward greeting, her shoulders moved, the corners of her mouth faintly curved, and when she turned again, her tone was much calmer,

"Let's get back to it, Harry, we should be thinking about how we can get through this swamp now."

"Oh, that's it!"

Harry immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and happily agreed, his eyes wandering around the strange world, wondering if Professor Bryan had seen an eerie sight there, and finally, he looked at the rudder at the bow of the ship, shrugged his shoulders, and said

"I thought the boat would move on its own like the boat that ferried us across the Black Lake in the first grade, but Professor Bryan told us to row on our own, but I didn't see where the oars were?"

"Don't be stupid, Harry."

Hermione said calmly, she carefully fiddled with the wheel-shaped rudder, and the still boat under her feet immediately swayed in the direction of the rudder's swing, and Hermione was almost thrown out of the cabin by surprise.

"Oh, be careful!"

Harry grabbed Hermione's arm and steadied himself with his excellent balance.

"Look--"

Hermione, whose face was pale, patted her chest and said in shock, "This ship can indeed move on its own, but it needs a special way. ”

The foliage-like boat is as narrow as a glance, except for the rudder at the bow, only at the stern, where the side of the boat meets, there are two wooden hemispherical shapes that look like decorations.

Harry blinked, and struggled to take two steps to the stern, his hand instinctively poking out like the bulge on the right.

"Be careful, Harry--" Hermione reminded worriedly.

"We can't stand stupid, Hermione." Harry said disapprovingly, motioning for Hermione to crouch down, his hand reaching for the ball again.

Airplanes!

The moment his palms touched, Harry's brows furrowed slightly with a tingling sensation similar to that of a mosquito bite, and then the slightly cold wooden ball glowed faintly, and suddenly a mysterious suction force came.

"This thing--"

Harry withdrew his hand and said in a daze, "As if absorbing my... Hmm, magic? ”

"Harry!"

Harry, who was staring at his palm in amazement, suddenly heard Hermione's slightly tense voice, and he suddenly looked up, just in time to catch a glimpse of a magical shield that shrouded the hull of the ship, emitting a glowing white halo, rapidly fading away, and after a second or two, completely dissipating into the air.

After two minutes, they finally figured out how the ship worked.

The rudder in the bow of the ship was apparently used to control the direction; The two hemispheres at the stern of the boat, the one on the left, controls the boat to move forward, and the one on the right inspires a magic shield that protects the hull, but both of these balls absorb their magic, which means that they must rotate as the boat travels.

Swallowing nervously, Hermione gripped the sides of the rudder and turned her head to give Harry a look.

After a slight hum, the oak boat finally moved forward...





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