A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Idiot!" Hermione said angrily, "Obviously that's not the case. This is telling us the content of the second competition event."

"Well, what's the difference?" Harry asked confused.

"Of course there is a difference. This means that we have to enter the Black Lake for an hour." Hermione said seriously. "We have to find a way to breathe underwater for an hour."

"But there's ice in the Black Lake right now!" Harry shouted angrily, "Let alone breathing, just touching it is enough to kill someone!"

"But the second project is scheduled for the end of February, isn't it?" Hermione asked, "The temperature is not a problem."

"But the lake is absolutely freezing to the bone." Harry complained, "I don't want to freeze to death in the black lake."

"But what's more difficult is how we can breathe in the lake for an hour. We have to find a way," Hermione said, adding at the end, "Other warriors will definitely find a way."

"Why don't we ask the teacher?" Harry asked, rolling his eyes a few times. He was keenly aware that the other warriors basically had teachers to help them, and it would be too unfair for them to rely on themselves.

"The rules of the competition stipulate that a warrior can only rely on himself and the wand in his hand!" Hermione said righteously, "I don't expect others to abide by the rules, but at the very least, you and I have to abide by the rules."

"Oh! No, Hermione." Harry wailed, "How could I possibly think of a way to survive for an hour in the Black Lake?"

"Muggles have something called a diving suit. I thought maybe this could help you," Hermione said. "Perhaps you could use the Flying Charm to summon a diving suit like you did in the first project?"

"Yeah, then the Muggles will see a diving suit flying through the air and flying towards the ruins." Harry said helplessly.

"You can buy a set and put it in your bedroom. Just like you summon a broom, summon it over." Hermione suggested.

"This may be a good idea, but can you use it?" Harry said with some doubts. He doubted that he could learn the correct way to use a diving suit at all. He always thought that diving was a very difficult thing, even if he had Muggle wetsuit.

"But you still have two months to learn! I believe you will be able to master the correct use of a diving suit." Hermione looked at Harry and said confidently.

"But I don't have money." Harry spread his hands and said helplessly, "I don't have money in the Muggle world."

"Isn't there Gringotts? You can convert gold galleons into pounds and buy a diving suit." Hermione suggested, "Of course, how do we receive the goods? That's a question, maybe we can let them Send the stuff to Hogsmeade, and then we'll pick it up at the Muggle post office at the weekend."

"Well, we'll think about it then." Harry said bitterly, "At least we still have three months."

"Okay, but you'd better figure it out and don't start preparing the day before the game."

"Of course." Harry said confidently.

In the following days, everything seemed to have returned to its usual calm, and Harry was even happier because he had already figured out the content of the second project. He only needed to think of a way to survive under the Black Lake for an hour. Enough, this is not a trouble for the wizarding world, but Harry still needs to find more solutions.

He didn't want to ask Hermione for help anymore. During the first project, Hermione told him that the Eye Spell could fight fire dragons. Although he didn't use it, he didn't want to rely on Hermione.

As Hermione said: A warrior can only rely on the wand in his hand and cannot ask for help from the teacher.

Harry also needs to face the game on his own. He can't rely entirely on Hermione, and Hermione has to find a way to complete the game under the Black Lake. This is by no means an easy task.

"Potter! Weasley! Can you guys pay attention?"

Professor McGonagall's annoyed voice crackled like a whip through the Transfiguration classroom on Thursday, causing both Harry and Ron to look up.

The class is almost over.They completed the work assigned by the teacher: the guinea fowls they had just turned into guinea pigs were now locked in a large cage on Professor McGonagall's podium (Neville's one still had feathers on it).

They have also copied the homework on the blackboard into their notebooks.The bell will ring at any time. Harry and Ron are holding two fake wands invented by Fred and George, and they are demonstrating sword skills in the back row of the classroom. The two of them raised their heads in surprise. Ron In his hand was a tin-plated parrot, and in Harry's was a rubber haddock.

"Can Potter and Weasley behave appropriately for their age?" said Professor McGonagall, giving them both an angry look, at which point Harry's haddock head fell off. Come down and land silently on the floor - Ron's parrot's sharp beak just cut it off - "I have a few more words to say to all of you."

"The Yule Ball is coming up - it's a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament, one we obviously intend to carry on, and it's also a great opportunity for us to socialize with our foreign guests. Well, the ball is only for the fourth years Open to above-mentioned students—but if you wish, you can invite a junior student—"

Lavender Brown let out a harsh giggle.Parvati Patil nudged her hard, and the muscles in Parvati's own face tensed as she tried not to laugh.

They both turned to look at Harry. Professor McGonagall ignored them, which made Harry feel particularly unfair. She had scolded him and Ron just now.

"Put on your dress robes," continued Professor McGonagall. "The ball will be in the Great Hall at eight o'clock on Christmas evening and ends at twelve midnight. Listen—"

Professor McGonagall surveyed the class calmly.

"The Yule Ball certainly gives us a chance to - well - let our hair down and relax," she said in a disapproving tone.

Hermione stared at Professor McGonagall on the podium, her eyes flickering, obviously her mind had already left the classroom.

Maybe she could ask Edward to be her dance partner?

But he's a teacher, he won't agree, right?He's a referee, so he definitely doesn't want to be Hermione's partner for the opening dance, right?

The bell rang, breaking Hermione's train of thought. She stuffed the books into her bag as usual and put the bag on her shoulder. There was a rush in the classroom.

Professor McGonagall raised her voice and shouted over the noise: "Potter, Granger - please stay a moment, I have a few words to say to you."