Chapter 203 Furong: It’s not impossible

The Gryffindors exclaimed.

Fred and George took the lead in cursing and protesting the "black whistle". Initially, they didn't think it was anything, they were just a group of mermaids, and Harry could easily deal with it.

Judging from what Ludo said, this game was not supposed to include a battle with a group of mermaids - a sudden accident disrupted the rhythm of the Hogwarts warriors.

This will waste his time!

Ludo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, sat down, and said to Dumbledore: "Should I tell the fish-man now, maybe we can wait until the game is over before joking?"

His expression became a little ugly.

Karkaroff couldn't wait to speak: "Mr. Bagman, I know you prefer Porter, but don't forget your current identity, you are the referee."

"I think I should be the last person to be reminded by you." Ludo turned around and choked back unceremoniously.

Karkaroff said with a straight face: "I have always been fair."

Maxim snorted: "Although Karkaroff just told a very funny joke, I think it should not interfere with the normal progress of the game."

"This is the Triwizard Tournament, not some house game."

"This situation is indeed unexpected. Mr. Potter has some bad luck. But this is the Triwizard Tournament, which is always full of surprises. Warriors should not be afraid of anything, face all tests with strength, and then succeed."

She was talking.

On the curtain, the piece belonging to Furong suddenly changed.

Veela is not a water-loving bird, and the Black Lake is quieter and deeper than ordinary water pools, so she feels uncomfortable underwater.

And now it's even more in trouble.

Ludo stood up in a hurry: "Oh my God! Our warrior encountered the first difficulty ten minutes after entering the water."

"It's Miss Delacour of Beauxbatons!"

"It's too bad. She was entangled by Grindylow. The water monster sneaked up from the water plants and grabbed her ankle. Let's see how she will respond?"

"Sleeping curse!"

"Aha, I'm afraid this won't be a good choice."

"Sure enough, the spell missed. Wait... Miss Delacour hasn't discovered Grindylow yet?"

"Although Grindelwald is a very dangerous creature underwater, it is only within the scope of study for third and fourth graders. This shouldn't be..."

Ms. Maxim's face turned ugly.

Ludo's voice became more excited: "Miss Delacour's situation is more dangerous than we thought, the second head Grindylow."

"The head-bubbly charm is broken, can she fix it?"

"not at all……"

"The wizards from the Ministry of Magic have taken action. According to their assessment, Miss Delacour has lost the qualification to continue the competition."

"It's such a pity, and it's so unimaginable that the first warrior to be disqualified from the competition would appear so soon."

"We can only say sorry for Miss Delacour. She is very good, but maybe she just doesn't have good luck."

"Meet... Oh, Grindylow is the expected test in the second round."

The Ravenclaws let out a burst of cheers, mostly from the little witches.

They had long disliked Fleur. Since her arrival, at least twenty couples have broken up at Hogwarts.

Ms. Maxim's face was ashen.

Before she could see the Hogwarts joke, she turned her head and in the blink of an eye, she became the joke.

A much bigger joke than being besieged by mermaids.

Fleur was quickly rescued by wizards from the Ministry of Magic. After spitting a few times, she regained consciousness. The first thing she did after waking up was that she couldn't wait to get back into the water.

But she didn't need the wizards from the Ministry of Magic to stop her. She had no strength and fell into the mud again before she could get up. After several attempts, she could only cover her face and cry bitterly.

Most of the audience focused on Harry's curtain.

The mermaids didn't want to hurt Harry, they just wanted to play some jokes on the familiar little wizard.

But as soon as they met, they were tied up by the water plants formed by the transformation spell.

Harry flew to the mermaid who attacked him first, waved his wand, and the words appeared: "How are you?"

"I'm not good at all." The mermaid gritted her teeth.

"How about a surprise for you?" Another line of text appeared in front of it.

The mermaid's face and voice became frightened: "What are you going to do?"

"Wait, you can't do this!"

Harry smiled politely at it and waved his wand.

Clear water like a spring!

The rapid water surged out from under the mermaid, pushing it, wrapping it, rising rapidly, and jumped out of the water in the blink of an eye, rising as high as a fountain.

The mermaid let out a shrill scream.

Dumbledore had a strange look on his face. He knew Mermaid and understood what the scream represented. It was a few words starting with "C" and "F" with Harry's name.

Harry flew to the mermaid tribe.

This kind of underwater creature is more social than any humanoid magical creature. They almost have their own civilization.

A complete village with a "stone mason's shop", a "clothes shop", and even a bar. It's hard to imagine how a creature like a mermaid drinks water underwater.

In the center of the village is a small square with a huge mermaid statue. It holds a thick and long trident in its hand. Its appearance is different from that of the mermaid, and some are more like humans.

There are three people tied to the mermaid's tail.

There was a peaceful magical aura surging all over their bodies, which was Dumbledore's spell to protect them underwater. There was even a waterproof and warm spell on the two little girls.

At the end of February, the weather got warmer, but it was still bitingly cold underwater.

Harry waved his wand.

The cutting spell accurately cut off the rope on Hermione's body. He hugged Hermione and nodded to the mermaids. The mermaid who had just fallen back looked at Harry and couldn't help but shudder.

After hesitating again and again, he spat at Harry viciously, then ran away in a hurry and hid behind a house.

Harry raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

It's nine fifty-five, there's still plenty of time.

When he brought Hermione back to the shore, he discovered that besides himself, there was another person on the shore - Fleur had already come out ahead of him, wrapped in a blanket aggrievedly, holding her head and crying bitterly.

Harry waved his wand, waking Hermione up and drying himself off.

Madam Pomfrey, who was holding two blankets, paused, waved her wand to put the blankets back, took out two cups of hot cocoa and walked over to the two of them.

Ludo was excited and took out another Weasley firework from his pocket. After lighting it, a silver gryphon flew in the sky: "The first warrior to successfully save his baby has been born!"

"Harry Potter from Hogwarts!"

"It only takes time."

He looked down at the time on his watch: "It only took twenty-nine minutes and fifty-two seconds! An amazing result, he didn't even reach half an hour!"

"Exceeded our expectations for the Warriors and even shortened the time limit by more than half."

"And our only remaining warriors who are still in the game are still searching aimlessly."

Maxim and Karkaroff gnashed their teeth together.

Fleur, who was sitting in the mud, raised her head. She looked at Harry, staggered up and ran over: "Potter, have you seen my sister? Gabri is a little girl."

Harry nodded: "Of course, what's the matter with you? Retired?"

Fleur clenched her fists with shame on her face: "I couldn't deal with Grindelwald. I was dragged by it and passed out in the water."

Hermione looked at her in surprise.

That’s just third grade stuff!

"Don't worry, your sister is fine, Dumbledore cast a spell on her." Harry said softly, "And one hour is only a restriction for us. No matter how stupid the Ministry of Magic is, they can't be stupid enough to use human life as a bargaining chip in the game."

Fleur took a breath.

Harry paused, then hesitantly changed his words: "Not necessarily, the Ministry of Magic can always break through my lower limit time and time again, maybe they can."

Hermione pushed him angrily: "Harry, don't scare Miss Delacour."

Fleur's face turned pale: "Harry, can I ask you to rescue my sister? Even if the Ministry of Magic is not that stupid, it is underwater after all."

Harry looked at Fleur thoughtfully.

Hermione's expression didn't change, she was even a little helpless, and she sighed softly.

"Of course I have no problem, but Miss Delacour, this should be considered a commission, right?" Harry looked at her.

Fleur nodded blankly.
To be continued...