The Son of Light of the Snake House

"How is it, Harry?" Bagman led Harry a few steps forward, avoiding Krum, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what you're going to do?"

"Yeah." Harry gasped, rubbing his ribs, he was running so fast.

Bagman squeezed Harry's shoulders hard, and paused: "You don't believe those rumors, do you?"

Harry replied dizzily, "What?"

Bagman didn't answer, and turned back to the referee's table.Pointing his wand to his throat, he said, "The voice is loud!" Then his voice was like a raging thunderstorm, passing over the dark black lake to the stands.

"Listen, everyone, our warriors are in place. As soon as I whistle, the second project begins. They have a full hour to take back what was stolen from them. I count to three. One...two ……three!"

Shrill whistles echoed in the cold, still air.Cheers and applause erupted from the stands.Harry didn't watch what the other warriors were doing, he just took off his shoes and socks twice, took out the handful of gill grass from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and waded into the lake.

The water in the Forbidden Lake was so cold, he felt the skin of his legs burning hot, as if on fire, and as cold as if he had been struck by lightning.The further he walked, the deeper the lake was, and the drenched robe fell heavily.

The water was up to his knees, and Harry's rapidly numb feet slammed into the sand and the smooth, sticky stones.He chewed quickly and hard on the gill grass, which tasted tough and creamy, like octopus tentacles.He stopped in waist-deep water, swallowed the gill grass, and waited for a miracle to happen.

It's terrible.

He heard laughter from the audience, knew he must look stupid, and walked into the lake without showing any magical skills-he was glad he couldn't get his diving equipment again, at least it would look better now a little.

The biting cold wind blew his hair mercilessly, and the heat kept separating from his lower body immersed in the water.Harry was shaking violently, with goosebumps all over his wet body, and he deliberately didn't look at the audience.The laughter grew louder.

Then, quite suddenly, Harry felt as if an invisible pillow was covering his mouth and nose.As soon as he inhaled, he felt his head spinning, as if the air he had been breathing for more than ten years suddenly became strange.His lungs were empty, and there was a sudden sharp pain on both sides of his neck——

Harry quickly grasped the throat with both hands, and felt the two narrow slits under the ears, which opened and closed in the cold air... .He has gills!Without hesitation, he took the only reasonable move—a plunge into the water.

Taking your first sip of icy lake water is like getting the oxygen you need for life.His head was no longer spinning.He took another deep breath of the lake, feeling the water flow smoothly through his gills, sending oxygen into his brain, just as fish do all their lives.

He stretched out his hands in front of him, looking carefully.They appear greenish underwater, with webs growing between their fingers.He turned to look at his bare feet—his feet had suddenly become webbed.

The water was no longer freezing cold... On the contrary, he felt very cool and comfortable, and his body became very light.Harry paddled forward, amazed at how far and how fast his webbed feet carried him through the water.He also found that he seemed to be able to see clearly without blinking at all.Soon he was swimming so far that he could no longer see the bottom of the lake.

He turned over, took one last look at the auditorium rippling under the waves, and plunged into the depths of the lake.

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

Daniel was sitting on the stand, first watching Cedric and Fleur running into the water, using the bubble head spell, a huge white blister bulged out of their heads and swimming away, and then watching Viktor standing on the shore Transforming himself, he transforms into a typical murloc—a giant shark body part on the upper body, and his body in swimming trunks on the lower.

Pansy made a loud "ewwww" from behind.To be honest, although he knew Viktor, Daniel really thought it was a bit too ugly, and Draco probably didn't express any opinion on it because of the Quidditch bonus.

As for Harry, everyone watched him stand in the waist-deep water stupidly without even taking off his robe, and stuffed something into his mouth.

"..." Draco finally frowned: "What is Potter doing? Do you want to scare the mermaid to death with his aura?"

"Maybe I'm waiting for the gills to take effect." Daniel said casually, drawing a suspicious look from Draco.

"How did you know he was going to use gills—"

Before Daniel had time to say anything, Draco turned back by himself. At this time, Harry seemed to be waiting for the effect of the medicine to kick in. He plunged into the water and never emerged again.

"—he must have told you again, I really don't know where he can get the gills." Draco snorted heavily from his nasal cavity, which sounded very much like Professor Snape: "I hope He can't eat the wrong things, and finally he is caught by the merman because of lack of oxygen."

"That would embarrass Hogwarts." Blaise sneered, like a leaky balloon: "Besides, Dumbledore would not allow his Boy Who Lived to fall here .”

Daniel didn't listen to the discussion between the two of them. His eyes swept across the auditorium, looked at the empty lake, and finally stopped at the teacher's seat behind the referee's seat.

The deans of several houses were sitting there, Professor McGonagall was whispering something to Professor Sprout, Professor Flitwick was also listening, and Professor Snape, sitting in his seat, looked downcast with.

As if aware that someone was looking at him, he raised his head, his falcon-like eyes turned around from the auditorium, and immediately locked on to Daniel, showing a half-smile in his eyes.

Daniel quickly shifted his gaze—professor Snape shouldn't be able to tell that the gill weed Harry ate was the one he borrowed two days ago, right?No way?

Professor Snape stared at his turned side face for a while, and then looked away, Daniel relaxed his back and let out a sigh of relief.

"What are you thinking?" Draco asked him, and he had just finished talking to the others when he saw Daniel sighing.

"I'm thinking—" Daniel looked around, "We'll just wait here for an hour until one or four small fish jump out of the lake?"

"...Indeed." Draco replied, although he didn't feel that there was a problem with waiting an hour just now, but when someone brought it up, everyone looked stupid because of it.

The author has something to say:

The exam is about to come, and our school arranged for the exam to deliberately block us, so that we can only pass the last exam in early July, which is disgusting.