HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

"The third project will be held on the evening of June 24th."

Bagman was still talking, but no one was listening to him, except the judges and the teachers present.

The students were discussing the scores of the heroes and their performances on the field.

He shouted the last sentence, "The Warriors will know the third game one month in advance, let's get over!"

Everyone walked to the common room. The cold wind for an hour made people feel freezing - especially the warriors who got into the lake.

Licoris took a comfortable hot bath. Although she didn't put in much effort, she still felt very tired.

After Lycoris washed her hair and took a bath for an hour, she decided to go to the common room to see if there was anything interesting.

The members of the Quidditch team looked at their would-be captain and asked him curiously, "What happened to you at the bottom of the lake?"

A little round-faced girl who often went to the Good Hungry Club lay on the back of the sofa and looked at Draco Malfoy opposite, "How did you end up at the bottom of the lake?"

"Is it true that you haven't breathed for an hour? You don't seem to have a wand with you. Draco, aren't you feeling uncomfortable?" A girl with a very diligent spirit asked seriously, and she even held a glass of water with a very wink.

It looks like a press conference is being held?

Lycoris stood in the corner, looking at Draco in the center surrounded by everyone.

"The dean asked me to go to the office with him. I thought he wanted me to refine potions! - You know how good I am at potions."

The show off in his tone struck me right in the face, and Lycoris found a place to sit down and listen to what he said about what happened.

"Then what?" Gore urged anxiously, "What happened?"

"Don't interrupt, isn't Draco already talking?" Crabbe rolled his eyes at Goyle and smiled flatteringly at Draco, "You go on."

Goyle is so stupid!

Isn't it very irrational for him to interrupt like this? How else can others experience this kind of Black Lake adventure immersively?

"Then I saw old-- Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Licoris complained silently in her mind, did he mean to say "Old Bee"? He just wanted to say Old Bee.

This corner is really stiff.

"Dumbledore said to me, 'There is an adventure, Mr. Malfoy, would you like to take part in it?' You know, I have always been so adventurous!" Draco triumphantly picked up the cup and took a sip of ice. Water, my mouth felt dry after talking too much, "So I agreed to him."

How adventurous you are!

Following Lupine, he ran into the Forbidden Forest with his head covered in the middle of the night, and was almost killed by an eight-eyed spider.

Lycoris watched Draco continue to narrate with everyone surrounding her.

"He assured me that I was absolutely not in danger. Since he, the so-called greatest white wizard, said so, of course I reluctantly agreed."

He also promised my father the same thing, but what happened?

He also guaranteed that Hogwarts is the safest place. Ask Potter during that time of Christmas every year, is it safe?

Licoris picked up the black teapot on the table and poured herself some water.

Let me see what you say next.

"Then Dumbledore hypnotized me, and I didn't know anything anymore." Draco shrugged, pretending to be helpless.

"Is it gone?" Pansy was shocked and asked again in disbelief, "Is it really gone?"

Draco nodded, "What else should there be?"

"I like a book with a beautiful binding. When I buy it, I only see a few sentences on the title page, and the misprinted pages behind it are all blank pages. What's the difference?

"How do you deceive everyone's curiosity?

"I'm going to the Ministry of Magic to complain about you," Pansy rolled her eyes and complained loudly to Draco, "and have the Aurors capture you and throw you into Azkaban!"