Rebirth of the Harry Potter

After Victor Krum was almost dragged to the bottom of the sea by the squid last winter swimming, he no longer wanted to touch the water.

Furong's clean robe was splashed with mud, but she didn't care. She bit her lip, her face staring anxiously at the lake.

The large iron-gray cold lake, its dark and cold water bottom is as far away as the moon, and I don't know how many dangers are hidden.

After Mrs. Maxim took her Gabriel away yesterday, Fleur understood that the treasure she was looking for at the bottom of the lake was her sister.

Her eyes were red and she had a big fight with Mrs. Maxim and would never agree to do so.

But Mrs. Maxim, who has always treated her well, did not back down on this matter, saying that this was the result of a joint discussion between the three schools.

"After an hour, there is no hope. She has completely disappeared and will never appear." This sentence kept appearing in Furong's mind like a curse.

Only one hour!

What is going on at the bottom of the lake? If she didn't have time to rescue his sister, then Gabriel...Furong was panicked and panicked.

...

Seeing Harry arrive.

"Why did you come? Let everyone wait for you!" Professor Karkaroff said domineeringly with dissatisfaction: "The competition is about to begin!"

Harry looked at Professor Karkaroff and smiled and said, "I don't understand well. You will start to translate for me soon."

Professor Karkaroff snorted and said nothing.

Harry turned his head to look at Bagman, and said, "Mr. Bagman, you and Professor Karkaroff are both referees. Then you must understand what he means. You can translate it to an interpreter. What does it mean is about to begin?" "

Bagman: "I still use translation, I've said it all."

Harry said, "I'll let you translate it to me, what does it mean is about to begin?"

Bagman said: "No need to translate, it's about to start soon."

Professor Karkaroff's face was gloomy, thinking that Harry was deliberately finding fault, he said angrily: "Don't you understand what it means to start soon?"

Harry: "I just want you to translate, what is meant by it will begin soon!"

Bagman was about to cry, he said: "It's about to start soon, what else can I have?"

Harry said with a cold face: "Translate it to me. What the **** is called is about to start! What the **** is called is about to start!"

Bagman thinks it’s all to the fault of Karkaroff. He has to say Harry, are you wrong? He also looked at Professor Karkaroff angrily and asked, "What the **** means it will start soon?"

Professor Karkaroff roared angrily: "It's about to start soon. There are three minutes left, it's 9:30, and you guys have to start the game too! Understand?"

Bagman finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said, "Hey, this is ‘it’s about to start’."

Harry's tone remained unchanged and continued: "Translate, translate, translate!"

Bagman was vomiting blood in his heart, and he said word by word: "It's about to start. There are three minutes left. It's 9:30, and you guys have to start the game!"

Harry looked at Karkaroff mockingly, and said, "Ha, this is \'It's about to start', I thought it had already started."

Professor Karkaroff was about to die. He felt that talking to Harry was a major mistake in his life.

Seeing that Karkaroff was told by Harry that he could not get off the stage, Professor McGonagall smiled secretly. When discussing various issues, Professor Karkaroff was just like a gangster, all sorts of rascals made her helpless.

Six warriors lined up on the shore, five meters apart, and Harry came first, next to Krum.

Krum took out his wand and seemed ready to fight the giant squid.

Bagman stood at the referee's table. He pointed his wand to his throat, as he did during the World Cup and the first event, and said: "The voice is loud!"

So his voice was like thunder, which passed across the dark lake to the stands.

"Listen, everybody, our warriors are already in their positions. As soon as I blow the whistle, the second project will begin. They will have a full hour to recapture their robbed baby. I count to three, one...two... three!"

The sharp whistles echoed in the cold, still air.

A burst of cheers and applause erupted from the stands.

Harry was not in a hurry to go down, but was watching what the other warriors were doing.

I am afraid that the Warriors have all recently completed the key clues for the second project. They have not had time to test whether the methods they have prepared are surprisingly effective, and they are all nervous.

Cedric Diggory gave Harry a hateful look, which made Harry quite helpless. You still want revenge. If you didn't want to see what you want to do, you would have given you the Unforgivable Curse gift package.

...

Cedric Diggory reached into the pocket of his shorts and pulled out a mass of things like countless slippery, gray-green mouse tails.

This is branchial grass, which allows him to breathe freely underwater.

Cedric Diggory took off his shoes and socks three times, stuffed the branchial sac grass into his mouth, and waded into the lake.

The cold water in the lake made his skin sore, like it was on fire.

Cedric Diggory blamed Harry Potter for all of this. If it weren't for him, why would he have to suffer.

The farther he went, the deeper the lake became, and his soaked robe fell heavily.

Now that the lake was below the knees, two quickly numb feet stepped on the sand and smooth, slimy stones, slipping constantly.

He chewed the gill sacgrass quickly and hard, it felt terrible, the chewing in his mouth was tough and greasy, like the living tentacles of an octopus, making him want to vomit.

He stopped in the waist-deep water, swallowed the branchial grass, and waited for the branchial grass to take effect.

He could hear the laughter from the audience, they all watched the warriors' every move with the panoramic telescope.

"Haha, look at Cedric Diggory, it's so stupid..."

"Merlin, he didn't show any magic skills to deal with this level, like a clown..."

"It's really a shame that he became a warrior at Hogwarts. I really don't know why the Goblet of Fire chose this kind of person... Harry Potter alone can represent our school."

The Slytherins screamed and laughed loudest.

Cedric Diggory's body trembled violently, even though his lower body was already immersed in the biting cold water of the lake, a biting cold wind was blowing his hair mercilessly, and there was no water on his body. It was full of goose bumps...but not because of this, he was stimulated by the audience.

"Damn it, rubbish, rubbish, just like you, I am ashamed to judge me..." Cedric Diggory roared in his heart.

When Cedric Diggory felt that his mind was spinning and he couldn't breathe due to lack of oxygen, he jumped into the cold water of the lake. He had grown gills that fish only had.

What about the others?

Victor Krum put a curse on himself~www.ltnovel.com~ His body suddenly swelled, and his head became the head of a fish, but underneath was a human body, wearing swimming trunks. This is a metamorphosis spell that can be used on people in the second semester of the sixth grade. Obviously, Victor Krum has not fully mastered it.

Furong didn't know what method she had prepared. She didn't use it on the shore, but jumped directly into the water. She was also the first warrior to enter the water. It seemed that she was very anxious to rescue Gabriel.

Vincent Piccoque, another warrior of the Boothbatten school, nervously chanted a spell, and a huge bubble suddenly appeared on his neck (refer to the Dragon Man), making his facial features look elongated It's wider and looks very funny.

Poliaco Brown, another warrior of Durmstrang School, moved to the referee's table in the eyes of everyone's puzzlement, and said with shame: "Sorry Professor, I can't complete this project... "

It was shocking.

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