The Son of Light of the Snake House

"I declare! The diving spell is unreliable!" Ron dropped the tome in his hand, hammered his head on the table, and snored softly after a while.

"Don't worry...Harry, leave Ron alone, let me think about it—how about I look for the Encyclopedia of Charms over the years?" Hermione comforted Harry.

"I've read that book twice." Harry also slammed his head on the table, lamenting his dark future: "I hope I can at least come out of the water alive and tell my story— — instead of being taken from the water for drowning."

"...you won't," Hermione said dryly.

"Otherwise, I'll ask Daniel, maybe he can give me a set of diving equipment-I mean, like the one on TV, carrying a big tank and a diving mask or something." Harry Try to find another way.

"I don't think it's very good." Hermione said, and opened the "Teaching You to Know Underwater Creatures" in her hand to show Harry: "Look, there are Green Lody in the Forbidden Lake, and there are murlocs with sharp claws. - If they poke at the oxygen bottle - I don't know if you can hold it."

"Besides, the oxygen cylinder is very demanding on the lungs. If you have not received professional training, compressing oxygen will cause great damage to your lungs, and there is also huge water pressure." Hermione explained to him: "At present The oxygen tanks are only good enough for you to survive at 10 meters for an hour, I mean, do you think they let you only hang around at 10 meters?"

"Then what to do." Harry knocked his head on the table and made a clang.

"Let's think of a way." Hermione lowered her head and kicked Ron awake again: "Get up!" She suppressed her voice to prevent being discovered by Mrs. Pince.

"What? What?" Ron raised his head abruptly, with an alert expression as if he hadn't slept. He wiped his saliva: "I didn't sleep! I was thinking."

Harry: ...

Hermione:  …

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"Where's Harry?" Daniel sat in the audience, touched a French fries and ate them.

"Potter should be scared." Draco sneered, "You must have been scared to death by what happened that night."

"What's the matter?" Blaise leaned over and asked again, "What are you eating?"

Daniel looked down: "Salt and pepper cheese fries."

"Where did you get it done?"

"From the house-elf."

"Oh——" Blaise drew his voice, and asked again: "What were you talking about just now? What night?"

"So much to ask." Draco snorted, pushing his face away.Turning to Daniel again: "Why did you go to see Professor Snape two days ago?"

Daniel picked up a chunky French fries covered in cheese, looked at it for a long time, threw it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Go and borrow something."

"Did Professor Snape lend it to you?" Pansy asked from behind, who was arranging her short hair just now.

"Of course. Professor Snape is super nice." Daniel said with a smile.

So even if he didn't pay it back, Professor Snape would definitely not mind!

Before a few people said much, they heard shouts from the Gryffindor site next to them.Draco was the first to react: "It seems that their hero has arrived."

really.On the grounds below, Harry bolted out of the castle with lightning speed, rounded the Forbidden Lake, and with one last slide, wiped the mud off Fleur Delacour's robes.

"Where have you been?" said a domineering voice. "The competition is about to start!" Harry turned his head.Percy Weasley sat at the judge's table.

Harry didn't feel angry for some reason, just a little - I don't know how to express it - weird, thinking about Barty Crouch, and looking at Percy... Forget it.

"There, there, Percy!" said Ludo Bagman.When he saw Harry, it seemed that a stone in his heart fell to the ground, "Let him take a breath!"

Dumbledore smiled at Harry, but Karkaroff and Madame Maxime seemed very unhappy to see him... From the expressions on their faces, they clearly thought he wouldn't show up.

In fact, Harry thought so too before that.

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The sound in the game hall was huge, and several people slapped and shouted at the claw machine, and Harry's Firebolt/Arrow was being hung on the top of the claw machine.He quickly squeezed the crowd away, and immediately had several game coins in his hand.

Taking a cursory look, Harry saw Dumbledore's face on it, still winking at Harry.

"It's mine! Give it back!" Harry yelled, watching helplessly as the Firebolt/arrow fell into the hands of a merman, who giggled and slapped Harry on the cheek with his tail.

"Ouch! What are you doing!" he muttered.

"Harry? Wake up!"

"Don't shoot me—" Harry kept his eyes closed.

"Wake me up!" Accompanied by a strong slap, Harry opened his eyes suddenly. He was still in the library, and the invisibility cloak had slipped from his head to the floor when he fell asleep, and his cheek was on the floor. On the pages of Where There's a Wand, There's a Solution.He sat up and adjusted his glasses, the bright sunlight made him blink.

He remembered that last night he sneaked over by himself and continued to check the information, changing one after another, and then...

"Are you awake?" It was Ke Ke, who was sitting condescendingly on the table, with its tail still upright, as if it didn't mind giving him a hard blow.

"Wake up..." Harry was still a little sluggish.

"If you don't hurry up, the Triwizard Tournament will start in 10 minutes." Ke Ke said angrily.

"Ten minutes?" said Harry hoarsely. "Ten—ten minutes?" He looked down at his watch.Coco was right.It is now twenty past nine.Suddenly, it seemed as if a heavy boulder fell from Harry's chest cavity into his stomach. "It's too late," said Harry desperately, "I can't finish this project, I don't know how—"

"You can do it." Coco said, picking something out with the tip of her tail like magic: "Qing Qiang! Cheek grass!"

"What is it for?" Harry asked, staring at the gill grass.

"Eat it and you will grow gills." Coco explained: "It comes from the potion master's collection!"

Harry was ecstatic: "Is this true?"

"Of course! By the way, you have to save your Weasley." Coco said, spitting out the message: "Your Weasley is still sleeping in the water—do you remember the secret of the golden egg?"

"I remember!" Harry jumped up: "One hour!"

"Just remember—bye, Harry, and good luck!" Coco said, sliding down the table.

"Goodbye, Coco! Thank you!" Harry shouted, and dashed down the corridor, down the stairs three steps at a time, across the hall at lightning speed, down the stone steps, and finally out into the sunny on a cold field.

The seats that surrounded Huolongchang in November last year are now lined up on the other side of the lake, and there are no empty seats, and their reflections are reflected in the lake below.The judges sat at another table by the water's edge, covered with a golden tablecloth, and Cedric, Fleur, and Krum stood at the judge's table, watching Harry run towards them at full speed.

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Harry dreams of grabbing dolls ()

I really want to eat foreign thick French fries with various sauces... I love French fries!French fries ketchup is forever god!