[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

Today is the day of the second round of competition. Cedric and Krum walked down the lawn in silence. It is not difficult to see that the seats that surrounded the dragon paddock last November are now lined up on the other side of the lake. , was already packed and reflected in the lake below.

They ended up standing around a table covered with a gold tablecloth—that's where the judges sit.Fleur also followed Maxim with graceful steps. The game was about to start, but Harry hadn't appeared yet.

Just when most people thought that Harry would not show up, they saw a figure running towards the referee table at high speed: "I... I'm coming..." Harry said out of breath, She slipped in the mud and stopped, accidentally splashing Furong's robe dirty.

"Where have you been?" said a domineering voice, "The game is about to start!"

Cedric turned his head with Harry, and Percy Weasley was sitting at the referee's table - again Crouch hadn't been able to come.

"There, there, Percy!" said Ludo Bagman, who seemed to have a stone in his heart dropped when he saw Harry. "Let him catch his breath!"

Dumbledore smiled at Harry, but Karkaroff and Madame Maxime seemed displeased to see him: from the looks on their faces, they obviously thought he wouldn't show up.

Harry bent down, put his hands on his knees, and gasped for breath.There was a sudden, unbearable pain on the side of his chest and abdomen, as if a knife had been inserted between his ribs, but it was too late to relieve the pain.Ludo Bagman had come among the warriors and ordered them to line up on the bank, ten feet apart.Harry was last in line, next to Krum.

Krum was in his swimming trunks and had his wand out and ready.

Bagman pointed his wand at his throat again, cast a Loud Voice Charm on himself as he did at the World Cup, and said, "Loud Loud!" Passed across the dark lake to the stands.

"Listen, everyone, our warriors are in their positions. As soon as I blow the whistle, the second task begins. They have a full hour to recover what has been taken from them. I count to three. One--two --three!"

Shrill whistles echoed in the cold still air.Cheers and applause erupted from the stands.Almost without hesitation, Cedric jumped into the lake the moment his words hit the ground, and cast a head-soaking spell on himself along the way.

It's really cold - the weather in England in February is already chilly, let alone in Black Lake.Cedric felt his heart sink again.

He swam about in a strange, dark, hazy landscape, and there was silence to his ears.He could only see within a ten-foot radius, and the Bubble Curse further restricted his vision.

So with each stroke he made in the water, new vistas suddenly emerged from the darkness ahead: jungles of rippling, tangled black weeds, wide flat expanses of sand strewn with shiny pebbles.He swam deeper and deeper, toward the middle of the lake.His eyes were wide open, looking through the gray, treacherous water, to the shadows in the distance, where the water was dark and misty.

The little fish swam past him briskly, like silver darts.Once or twice, he seemed to see a big thing moving ahead, but when he took a closer look, he realized that it was just a big black log or a dense tangle of aquatic plants.No other warriors, no merfolk, no Rosalind—thankfully, no giant squid.

He looked hard into the distance, and in front of him was a piece of green water grass, two feet deep, really like a very dense lawn.Cedric stared straight ahead without blinking, trying to make out shapes in the shadows... just then something grabbed him by the ankle.

Struggling to turn around, Cedric gripped his wand tightly.He saw a Grindylow with long horns on his head, protruding his body from the water plants at the moment, his long nails were tightly grasping his legs, and his mouth was showing sharp long teeth——with a cold face Fainted, Cedric saw two more Grindyllos popping up.

Freeing his feet from Grindylow's entanglement, he hurried forward and swam forward, throwing a few obstacles behind him from time to time.

Singing, he tried to steady his mind, he had to follow the singing to find Rosalind.

While slowing down and looking around, he listened carefully.He just felt the silence press against his eardrums.

It is now at the bottom of a very deep lake, but there is nothing active around it except aquatic plants.

Glancing at the wand, Cedric put it flat in the palm of his left hand and fixed it slightly with the middle finger of his right hand to prevent it from floating out of his hand.

The young man frowned and said silently in his heart: "Show me the way."

This was one of the spells that Rosalind had practiced with him before the game. It was originally intended to be used to point out the direction when she couldn't see the way clearly.

Please let me find my treasure, she is still waiting for me at the bottom of the lake.

The wand twirled in his hand, and there was a white glow at the tip - it was pointing to the right.

Gripping his wand tightly again, he immediately swam to the right—I don't know how long it took, anyway, the goal now is a large black mud at the bottom of the water, and the lake water has black eddies because of his agitation.After a few more minutes, he finally heard the mermaid's haunting song.

only one hour,

To find and reclaim the treasure we took...

Cedric swam faster, and after a while, he saw a large rock appearing in the muddy lake ahead. On it was painted many mermaids, with spears in their hands, chasing what looked like giant squid. s things.He swam by the rocks, following the mermaid's song.

...don't delay any longer, half the time has passed,

Lest what you're looking for rot here...

The boy's brows twitched fiercely, and suddenly, many rough stone dwellings appeared in the surroundings, with algae dotted all over them.Cedric saw faces in those dark windows—faces that were nothing like the merman pictured in the prefect's bathroom:

The merman's skin was iron gray, and his dark green hair was long and messy.Their eyes were yellow, their broken teeth were yellow, and around their necks were pebbles strung on thick ropes.They smiled maliciously at Cedric as he swam cautiously past them.In order to see better, one or two ran out of the cave, holding spears in their hands, and slapped the lake water with their thick and powerful silver fish tails.

Cedric swam forward quickly, looking around.Soon, there were more and more stone dwellings, some with gardens around them.He saw a little Grindylow chained to a door.Mermaids emerged from all directions, all looking at him curiously, whispering to him with their mouths covered with their fishbowl-like heads.

Cedric didn't give them any energy, but quickly turned a corner, and a very strange scene appeared in front of him:

The place seemed to be the square of a small mermaid village, surrounded by houses, and in front of them a large school of mermaids floated.Some mermaids in the middle were singing in unison, calling for the warriors to come over.Behind them stood a crude statue: a mermaid carved out of boulders.

On the tail of the mermaid stone statue, four people were firmly bound.

Rosalind was chained to the far left, Ron and Hermione were on her right, and there was a little girl at most eight years old on the far right, whose cloudy silver hair convinced Cedric that she was Fleur Dracula Er's sister.All four of them seemed to be in a deep sleep, their heads slumped limply on their shoulders, and a string of thin blisters kept coming out of their mouths.

After seeing the familiar figure, he immediately swam over at a faster speed. Harry was already there, but now he was more concerned about the bound Rosalind.

Taking out a small knife from his pocket, he untied the knot made of waterweed on her feet, and Cedric embraced the girl in his arms. Seeing that Harry was still waiting there, he tapped himself with his wand. His watch signaled him to keep an eye on the time.

Harry nodded in agreement, and Cedric didn't stay any longer, and swam to the surface of the water with Rosalind.

No one knew the uneasiness he felt when he saw Rosalind suddenly called away at the entrance of the lounge this morning. No wonder she didn't cheer for him in the audience.

Sure enough, his treasure can only be her, and it will only be her.

Looking at the girl with her eyes closed tightly, Cedric just wanted to bring her out of the water quickly and quickly—it was the first time that an excellent student of Hufflepuff wanted to curse so much:

Merlin's beard!She was afraid of water, and he never forgot this.

Ever since she accidentally fell into the lake when she went to Malfoy Manor to ride a broomstick with Draco that year, she had stayed away from broomsticks and deep water.

When Cedric brought Rosalind back out of the lake, there was deafening cheers and screams from the audience, and the students at Hogwarts were especially excited because he was the first to successfully carry the hostages. Returning warriors.

The second she breathed fresh air again, Rosalind also woke up—she shrank subconsciously because she was soaked in the water, and then hurriedly stretched out her arms and grabbed the neck of the person in front of her.

Cedric was holding her waist and swimming towards the shore: "It's okay, we'll be ashore soon, don't be afraid, I'm here."

After they got ashore, Madam Pomfrey immediately wrapped a thick blanket around the two of them, and Nelia and Ezel also surrounded them: "Are you two okay?" Nelia asked again from the side. Pulling a blanket around Rosalind, Cedric immediately took out his wand from his pocket and cast a warming spell on her, followed by a drying spell.

"I'm fine, don't worry, don't worry." Rosalind was wrapped up like a rice dumpling at the moment, she smiled and shook her head at Nelia, then turned her gaze to Cedric: "You rescued me!"

"I won't let them take you away." Cedric's face was still wet, and tenderness and firmness coexisted in those gray eyes:

"You are my only treasure."

Rosalind held his face excitedly and kissed his thin lips——

She has wanted to do this for a long time.

We kissed amidst the crowd, and everyone was a witness to this romance.