[HP] End of Death

When there was only one day left before the start of the game, he, Ron, and Hermione were still reluctantly staying in the library for the final struggle.

"Harry, I think the Draining Charm might be useful, but it's unlikely you'll be able to wipe out the entire Black Lake—" Ron said weakly as he flipped through the book.

"Oh, I see—I should be an Animagus, like Sirius." Harry sighed, and closed the "Life of Aquatic Creatures" in his hand.

"Yes, you can become a goldfish—"

"Or a turtle—"

"Don't be silly, Animagus has to register with the Ministry of Magic, and the procedures are very troublesome." Hermione glared at the two of them.

What Harry and the others didn't expect was that George and Fred came and took Hermione and Ron away before they stayed for long. It was said that Professor McGonagall had something to do with them.

"What's the matter?" Harry asked, and Ron was also at a loss.

"We don't know." George shrugged.

And after they left, Harry stayed in the library until midnight, and returned to the dormitory anxiously until he couldn't hold on any longer.He still couldn't find a feasible way, thinking that maybe he really had to get up early in the morning to tell the judges that he was going to retire.

It was so late at night that he had to crawl into bed and sleep.Harry thought he wouldn't be able to fall asleep, but he didn't know if it was because he was too tired these days, he almost fell asleep when he touched the pillow.

He dreamed of the painting in the prefects' bathroom with the laughing mermaid and Harry bobbing up and down like a cork in the bubble-filled bath.Holding his torch aloft, the mermaid shrieked, "Come on! Beat me and take it!"

Harry waved his hands and tried his best to swim towards her, but he couldn't get closer... The mermaid's face became more and more blurred, and when he was about to touch her fish tail, the person in front of him suddenly became Draco.He smiled and pulled him closer, holding him and pouring him into the water.

Harry opened his eyes suddenly, his chest heaving violently.He stared fixedly at the top of the bed, heaved a sigh of relief, and pressed the center of his eyebrows.

"Harry Potter! Harry Potter! Mr. Potter must wake up!" A voice rang in his ear, Harry sat up and drew the curtains, Dobby was standing on his bed Bian looked at him eagerly, "The game will start soon! You need to go down with other warriors!"

"What?" Harry looked at his watch. There were only twenty or ten minutes left. He looked at the other beds. They seemed to have all gone downstairs, and even Ron was nowhere to be seen-maybe he didn't sleep all night. Didn't come back, "Sorry, Dobby, I'm not on the project - I'm not doing it, I can't finish it..." he said dejectedly.

"No, Mr. Potter can do it! Dobby has already figured out a way for you!" Dobby said as he took out what looked like countless rat tails from his pocket, "This is gill grass, Just eat it and you can breathe underwater!"

"Really?" Harry was overjoyed, "Dobby, are you sure there's nothing wrong?"

"Yes! Dobby overheard Professor Moody and Professor McGonagall talking while cleaning the office! They were discussing the next project!...Mr. Potter has to go and rescue his Wheezer!" Dobby said Harry ran downstairs, and Harry staggered after it down the stairs, wondering what Wheezy was... a Weasley?Did they take Ron away?

And when he hurried to the field, Krum, Fleur, and Draco were already there.There was a lot of voices on the field, Mr. Bagman showed a relieved smile when he saw him, hurriedly pulled him over, and announced the start of the game loudly: "Listen everyone, our warriors are in their positions. As soon as I whistle, the second They have a full hour to get back what was taken from them. I count to three. One...two...three!"

The shrill whistle echoed in the cold air, Harry calmed his rapid breathing, and he glanced at Draco, who seemed much calmer than he, and even greeted the shouting Slytherins.

Harry lowered his head and took off his shoes and socks, stuffed the gill grass into his mouth, and slowly waded into the lake.The water was very cold, and the wet robe fell heavily.Harry's feet stepped on the smooth sand and kept slipping. He quickly chewed on the gill grass. It didn't taste good, it was slippery and greasy like an octopus' tentacles.

He heard laughter from the stage, and he knew he was acting stupid, walking into the lake like this, without showing any magical ability.Harry's lower body was already soaking in the bitterly cold lake water, and a gust of cold wind was blowing unceremoniously at his robe and hair, and he thought the laughter grew louder, mixed with the shrieks of the Slytherins. yelling and mocking...

"Do you think they'll know what happened in the lake?" A hoarse voice rang in his ears, and Harry turned his head trembling, only then did he realize that Draco had been beside him at some point.

"Hmm...you should know, right?" His voice was trembling with cold.Otherwise, how will the judges score?

"Then you said... If I kiss you in the water, will they know?" Draco's tone was very serious, as if he was talking about something that couldn't be more serious.Harry blushed suddenly, and he elbowed him to warn him not to mess around.

"Just kidding, Potter." Draco shrugged and teased, "Are you really looking forward to it?"

"No!"

Then, very suddenly, Harry felt as if an invisible pillow was pressing down on his mouth and nose, and when he took a breath, he felt his mind spinning.His lungs were empty, and there was a sharp pain on both sides of his neck like a knife.He touched his cheeks, where two cracked fish gills were opening and closing freely.

The arm was suddenly grabbed, and Harry looked at Draco in surprise, who pulled him hard and took him directly into the water.At the moment before his whole body was soaked in water, there was only one thought in Harry's mind - why is it exactly the same as in the dream?

It didn't feel that bad in the lake, especially after getting used to the coldness of the water, and Harry could feel the water flowing smoothly through his gills as soon as he took a breath, sending oxygen to his brain.He looked down at his bare foot, which had grown longer, with webbed toes, as if his feet had suddenly become webbed.

Draco was still holding his hand, and when Harry turned to look at him, he saw that he had used a head-bubbling charm, and his entire face was magnified in a transparent shell, which looked very funny.Harry tried not to laugh out loud, in fact he couldn't speak in the water either, every opening was a string of bubbles.

Draco was a little annoyed by his reaction, but he couldn't do anything to him with a bubble head curse, so he squeezed his palm hard and mouthed "you're done".

They swam toward the water, floating in a black wonder.Long water plants slid past their feet like an undulating purple-black forest.The golden sand shone at the bottom of the distant lake, as if there was sunken treasure hidden there, waiting to be discovered.

Harry looked hard into the distance, and there was a patch of green water grass, two feet deep, like a lush lawn.He found that after eating gillweed he could see clearly without blinking, and his webbed feet allowed him to move so fast that Draco couldn't even keep up.

He tugged on Harry's sleeve to signal him to slow down. The latter turned his head and gave him a sly look, mouthed "We are opponents" and shook him away forcefully.

"Potter!" A big bubble came out of Draco's mouth. He reached out to grab the hem of the man's clothes, but the huge resistance in the water made him miss him, and he could only watch him swim freely into the distance, Harry even turned around and made a face at him, swimming faster.