94 hp Diagon Alley

If you turn into a fish, what if you are eaten by some monster at the bottom of the lake? "

Then she looked at Hermione, "Allow me to ask one more question, can I use spells in Animagus form?"

With Hermione's firm shake of the head, Harry's shoulders slumped like syrup dripping from a pie.

When everyone was almost done eating, Gwen and George couldn't help reminding Harry a little while there was no one around.

"Wouldn't it be better to get away from Moody soon? Harry—"

"—and Snape," George added.

"Why Snape?"

"Why Moody?"

Gwen and Harry asked together.

George looked at the two of them with a headache on his face, and then decided to let Gwen explain first, gentlemanly.

"I think he's dangerous," Gwen said to Harry, though she realized that the words were too weak, and that the Boy Who Lived probably wasn't afraid of danger at all. "Listen, Harry. I know it doesn't make sense, but you just need to maintain independent thinking and appropriate suspicion when facing him." She looked at the boy who was already much taller than her pleadingly in front of her, "Think about all the professors who were so nice to you before—except for Lupine—who didn't want something from you?"

Harry grudgingly promised he would keep his cool, and he didn't think he had anything personal with Professor Moody.He attributed Gwen's suspicion to the previous night tour, after all, Professor Moody betrayed George and Gwen in order to cover himself.

"Then tell me, dear George." Gwen raised her eyebrows, "Why stay away from Snape?"

George felt a bit of a toothache, "For Harry's second project. If he gets caught by Snape, he will definitely be locked up until the end of the semester, so how can he have time to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament?"

Harry was obviously convinced of this, and he looked at the two people gratefully, "Thank you." Then he looked worried and thought about how to survive at the bottom of the lake.

To be honest, after Headmaster Dumbledore took over the fake Moody thing, Gwen can finally feel completely at ease.She headed off to the library to study with Katie for her OWLs, which were due in a few months.Fred was very dissatisfied with Gwen's behavior of occupying George recently. He snatched George back as his legal twin brother, "The two of us have business to do."

Gwen let him go quite simply. On the one hand, she really needed time to accumulate the knowledge she had learned at Hogwarts over the past few years. On the other hand, after experiencing the previous incidents, she believed that George was indeed a more mature wizard than her. Let the twins be busy with Bagman's affairs first, and she will naturally be willing to contribute when needed.

"You obviously think it's too troublesome to fall in love." Katie, who is always on the point, pierced Gwen's lies.

On February 2, the day before the second project, Gwen noticed that Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting in the library, leafing through spell books anxiously. Stacking books, neither can see each other.

"I don't think that's going to work," said Ron's dry voice from across the table. "Can't find anything. Nothing. Maybe the draining spell is closer, draining ponds, puddles , but it is impossible for you to have that much power to wash away all the water in the lake."

"There must be a way," murmured Hermione, moving a candle closer.Her eyes were so tired that she had to lean very close, her nose was within an inch of the page, to see the fine print on Old Forgotten Magic and Spells. "They couldn't have designed a project that couldn't be completed."

Gwen couldn't help but join them, flipping through an old book that would have knocked people out, as a break from revision. "How about learning the language of the mermaid? This book says that Dumbledore can speak this language, so you can surprise a few words today. For example, 'I mean no harm', 'Hello, please return my baby to me'."

Even Ron said the idea was outrageous.

"Oh, it's no use at all," said Hermione, snapping "Wonderful Magical Puzzles and Their Solutions" shut. "Who wants to make their nose hair grow into little curls?"

"I have no objection," said Fred Weasley's voice suddenly, "it's a topic for other people, isn't it?"

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked up.Fred and George had just come out from behind the bookshelf.

"What are you two doing here?" Ron asked.

"Looking for you," said George. "Professor McGonagall called you, Ron. And you, Hermione."

"What?" Hermione asked, looking surprised.

"We're taking you to her office," said Fred.

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry, and Harry felt his heart sink.Is Professor McGonagall going to reprimand Ron and Hermione?Maybe she'd noticed they were helping him?He should figure out how to complete the competition by himself!

"We meet you in the common room, Harry," Hermione said to Harry, getting up to leave with Ron - both of them looking very nervous, "take back as many books as you can , okay?"

George threw Gwen a wink across the air, and Gwen blew him a kiss from the back of the stack of books.Fred clutched his stomach and felt nauseous.

At eight o'clock Mrs. Pince turned off all the lights and came and chased Harry and Gwen out of the library.With a pile of books in their arms, they staggered back to the Gryffindor common room, walked to a table in the corner, and started searching again. There's nothing in The Mad Wizard of Odds...and nothing in Medieval Witchcraft...Anthology of Charms in the Eighteenth Century, Horrible Animals of the Deep, and You Don't Know Yourself The Abilities You Have, and How to Use Them Once You Know, there isn't a word about surviving underwater.

Gwen suspected that Harry was going to spend the night in the lounge, and without any hesitation, she left him and went back to the dormitory.She patted Harry on the shoulder before leaving, "Take it easy, warrior. Good luck tomorrow." Apparently, she and everyone else believed that he was going to deliver another fantastic performance, just like in the first project Same.Crookshanks climbed onto Harry's lap, the dog followed Crookshanks closely beside Harry's lap, and the two cats curled up, purring sweetly.At ten minutes to twelve, there were only three of them left in the lounge.Harry searched all the books, but Ron and Hermione haven't come back yet.

Before eight o'clock the next morning, Gwen and Katie Kinney were ready to go to the arena to occupy seats.

"I didn't see anything last time." Gwen complained, yawning. "They separated the auditorium from the venue too far. And Harry, he flies around, who can see where he is?" ?”

"If you're like us," Katie said, joining Ginny immediately, "with even the slightest love and talent for the game of Quidditch, you can see where he flies."

Gwen noticed that the sofa Harry had been sitting on was empty, "Well, at least I'm glad he didn't spend all night reading here last night."

However, until they met the twins holding a small cardboard box in front of their chests and asking everyone to bet, Harry, the protagonist of this game, and his two friends did not appear.

"Thank goodness," said Gwen, clasping her hands together, "Merlin heard my prayers."

They ran down the lawn and saw that the seats that surrounded the Huolong Field last November were now lined up on the other side of the lake. Before nine o'clock, the seats were almost full, and their reflections were reflected in the lake below.

With less than two minutes to go before the start of the game, Harry made a desperate run around the lake towards the referees, who were seated at another table covered with a golden tablecloth by the water's edge.

"Mr. Crouch isn't here again," Gwen whispered to George.

"Yeah," George said impatiently, looking at Percy who was accusing Harry on the referee's table, "Fred, come home from vacation this year and remind me not to discuss any game-related topics with Percy."

Fred picked his ear unhappily, "He can probably talk from morning till night—the youngest Triwizard Tournament referee."

The round-faced Bagman said something to Harry first, then turned back to the referee table.Pointing his wand to his throat, he said, "The voice is loud!" And his voice was like thunder, passing across 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 took off his shoes and socks twice, took the handful of green stuff out of his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and waded into the lake.

Ginny hugged herself as she watched, "I can't believe they actually put the students in the water in February. I'm freezing just looking at it."

"What did he take?" Gwen asked George. "Potions?"

"Looks like he's dropped the Charm—oh, Fleur and Cedric both used the Bubble Charm," said George.

"Harry just walked into the lake?" Seamus was a little disappointed. "I thought he could dive—Muggles have this sport."

"So what's Harry's baby? The broom or the Snitch?" Gwen couldn't help asking the twins again, as if they knew something.

A ambiguous smile appeared on Fred's face, "I think you noticed, Gwen. Ron and Hermione are not here."

"His baby is a human?" Gwen was taken aback, and she immediately looked back to where the teachers and family members were