All things are three at Hogwarts

Snow fell heavily on the castle and grounds.Beauxbaton's light blue carriage looked like a big frosted pumpkin in winter, and the little gingerbread house next to it was Hagrid's hut; It was covered with ice and became smooth and translucent, and the rigging was also covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Even for breakfast, the busy house elves prepared a variety of hot stews and sweet puddings for the teachers and students.

"The food at Hogwarts is too greasy," Fleur frowned, "I can't even fit in my dress robes!"

"As long as you can wear it tonight." Alan said as he called to Harry who was walking behind them.

After a while, the three of them appeared on the slope by the lake. The green grass had been covered with a thick layer of white snow, and the three of them left a series of footprints on the flawless white snow.

"The view here is wide and there are no buildings or trees blocking it. Alan has chosen a good place to talk." Harry thought to himself.

"The lake in front of you is the venue for our second competition." Allen said.

Fleur rubbed her palms, nodded casually, and suddenly looked back at Allen.

Harry asked with disbelief: "It's winter, do you want us to compete in winter swimming?"

"Almost." Allen said: "The organizing committee will take away our most beloved people and hand them over to the mermaids at the bottom of the lake. Our task is to find and rescue them within an hour."

"What if I can't find it?" Fleur thought of some terrible possibility and asked with a pale cheek.

"After an hour, all hope is gone. It has completely disappeared and will never appear again." Allen imitated the lyrics of the mermaid in The Golden Egg, deliberately scaring the two of them.

Harry's face was pale, he didn't know who his beloved was, but precisely because of this, he felt even more horrified.

Fleur saw Harry looking like he had seen a ghost, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "What a fool, Alan lied to you."

Harry looked from Alan to Fleur, scratched his head, and also laughed.

"Then what we need to prepare next is how to stay underwater for an hour." Furong's jade-white fingers touched her red lips, her delicate brows furrowed.

"Alan is fine." Harry blinked and envied, "He can teleport to the destination, then quickly rescue him, and then teleport back."

Fleur nodded in agreement: "Yes, the first place in this competition must be Allen."

"I have no intention of using Animagus in this game." Allen shook his head and smiled under the surprised gazes of the two people.

"Do you have a good idea?" Fleur blurted out.

"Of course, taking gillweed will grow gills and webbed fingers and toes, so that people can swim and breathe underwater. An hour is not a problem." Harry's eyes lit up at Allen's words.

"There is also a bubble head charm that can keep you breathing underwater." Allen gave a second solution.

"Which of these two options will you use?" Fleur asked curiously.

"No need, you two can choose to use it." Allen did not say his own plan and provided these two methods to Fleur and Harry.

Furong wisely did not ask any more questions.

When Alan returned to the castle and was about to change into a dress and go to the auditorium, Benny flew in from the window, flapping his wings and shaking off a thin layer of snow.

Alan unhooked a box from its legs.

"Huh?" The wrapping paper on this box looks familiar. Isn't it the paper on the gift box he gave to Professor Snape?

Allen quickly opened it and read it, and a tattered book on Advanced Potion Making written by Libaso Pollachi appeared in front of him.

Thinking of some possibility, Allen quickly drew out his wand: "The true identity is revealed!" He tapped the cover neatly and read.

He turned the book over. At the bottom of the back cover, there was a small, very compact line of text: This book belongs to the Half-Blood Prince.

It was an unexpected surprise to get this book. While there was still time, Allen read it with great interest.

This book is Professor Snape's notes. It not only contains potion tips, but also records some of his original spells.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that he adjusted his dress robes, walked out of the dormitory, and joined Hermione.

The entire Hogwarts was particularly gorgeous tonight. The little wizards were no longer all in black robes, but in colorful dress robes, walking and laughing in the corridors.

The foyer was also crowded with students, milling back and forth, waiting for eight o'clock to arrive, when the doors to the auditorium would open. Some people want to meet their dance partners from other colleges, so they squeeze through the crowd sideways to look for each other.

Harry, who knew the content and solution of the second game, put on his own dress. He glanced at Ron who was struggling with the lace on the dress and left silently. He felt that if Ron knew Whoever his dance partner is tonight, what the wand cuts is probably not the dress.

"Hi, Harry." Ginny greeted Harry from the bottom of the stairs.

Harry had to admit that this girl seemed to have grown up overnight tonight, and the black figure-hugging dress showed her slim figure. The long red curly hair, every arc tells what is charming.

"You're uh, beautiful," Harry said awkwardly.

Ginny's face burned, and she wanted to step forward to hold Harry's arm, but she stumbled on the steps and almost fell. Harry immediately grabbed Ginny's waist, and Ginny's hand pressed on Harry's. On Li's chest, he stabilized his figure.

The surroundings instantly recalled the good-natured laughter.

But their attention was soon diverted as Fleur Delacour walked over. She was wearing a silver-grey satin robe, and she was stunningly beautiful. Accompanying her was a handsome young man.

"This man looks familiar," Ginny said.

"Albert Harris is Alan's eldest brother and an Auror at the Ministry of Magic." Harry introduced simply.

Seeing that Ginny's attention was on other people, he didn't know why, but his chest felt a little tight.

A group of Slytherin students came up the steps from their underground common room. At the front was Malfoy, wearing a black velvet frock coat with a high collar, which made Harry think he looked like a vicar. Pansy Parkinson was wearing a frilly light pink robe, and she was hanging tightly on Malfoy's arm. Crabbe and Goyle were both dressed in green, like two moss-covered boulders, and Harry saw with satisfaction that neither of them had found a partner.

The oak front door opened, and everyone turned to see Durmstrang's students walking in together with Professor Karkaroff. Krum walked at the front, beside a girl in a golden dress with a rosy face.

Kara Rogers, the Beauxbatons warrior, actually appears alongside Durmstrang's warrior. Fleur snorted disdainfully, raised her chin, looked at Albert, and found that he didn't pay attention to Kara at all, and laughed.