HP Magic Biography

There was no one in the school. Yesterday, Harry could see Dumbledore and the others erecting a stand on the dock.

However, how did the underwater events be broadcast live?

Perhaps it was judged by magic. Fanlin said that he could judge his approximate position by his magic.

Can't see the best!

If you really become a fish, thinking about those blue-black scales will feel bad.

However, the fish branch does not seem to...

Harry expelled such strange thoughts quickly.

Harry and Neville quickly walked through the corridors of the school. Everyone was in the stands, but the player himself did not enter.

This is really an unreliable arrangement.

Harry ran fast, and within a short while, a layer of sweat began to appear on Harry's body.

"You are here." Fanlin looked at Harry from far and near, and then at his watch.

"Fortunately, there are still five minutes to start." Fanlin said.

Harry nodded as he walked. It seemed that there was no time for him to change his clothes. Harry walked and took off his thick clothes.

Hermione held her clothes in her arms.

Harry suddenly admired Fanlin, and of course, and Hermione, the two people got along differently from what he had seen, and they both wore too warm.

"Remember what I said, Harry, eat the fish gill weeds before entering the water again, try to save mana, those little water monsters will become some trouble, and remember, you must bypass the giant squid, although Say it won’t kill you, but it’s easy to treat you as drowning and send you directly to the shore.”

"Okay!" Harry nodded, and the noisy voice became clear as soon as he entered the venue.

Harry looked back at Hagrid's cabin, Hagrid did not come, and it seemed that Hagrid still couldn't face Mrs. Maxim.

"I'm here." Harry finally ran to the referee and said breathlessly.

"Where have you been? The game is about to begin." The referee said dissatisfiedly. Harry saw Percy Weasley also sitting in the referee's bench, he was coming to replace Mr. Crouch.

"Don't be nervous, Harry." Hermione said, "Believe in yourself, we have practiced countless times before, and you can definitely be the first to get out of the water."

"I know." Harry nodded, his hands wrapped around his arms, the weather here is really cold, there is no way to imagine it, if there is no warm-up spell.

"Relax."

Fanlin's palm lined up on Harry's shoulder, and a warm force was transmitted.

Harry was too familiar with it. This was the function of the warm-up spell.

"You just need to go to the mermaid tribe and bring the treasure back."

"But, I still don't know what this treasure is." Harry said. "Professor McGonagall said it was my precious thing, but I checked and I didn't lose anything."

"Don't you think there is something missing?" Fanlin said quietly, but then the referee walked over.

The game is about to begin. These referees are undoubtedly protecting the players and clearing the court. There are too many people around here.

"Leave here and go back to where you are." The referee drove the little wizards away. Harry had originally thought

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I need to ask Fanlin if the two of them saw Ron, but he didn't have this chance anymore.

"It's okay, Harry." Bagmon squeezed a smile that anyone with a discerning eye could see. Harry was shaking from nervousness, but Harry was only cold.

"It's okay." Harry replied. He glanced at Furong, and had to say that Furong is still the same Furong, the swimsuit is very beautiful, and also very...

Furong happened to look over, her charming smile... Harry felt a little dazzling.

Poor Davis, he was lucky to have a good night with Fleur, and then there was no more.

"Quiet..." Bagmon put his wand against his throat, "The wizards of the Three Witch Fighting Contest, please stand in your place."

All the contestants stood in a row, and Bagmon returned to the referee's bench after a round of transfers.

"Now, I announce that the game has started."

With the sound of his whistle, Harry immediately took off his shoes and socks, took out the fish gills and stuffed it into his mouth, and walked into the water following the previously planned route.

The other three people were not humbly, Krum directly used a speed to increase his speed into the water, he didn't seem to want to fall behind, he was the first to enter the deep water area.

The same goes for Cedric and Fleur, except that the two cast a head-foaming spell separately before entering the water.

Harry didn't want to change someone else, Fanlin told him that Houttuynia needed time to adapt, and walking in was the best choice.

A bit of cold spread from the soles of his feet all over his body~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Harry got lumps all over his body, and he resisted the cold and continued walking into the water.

There was a burst of laughter from the shore, and the audience was laughing. Harry did not use magic to enter the water like the other contestants. Laughter and cheers filled his ears. Suddenly, Harry felt his head lifted on a pillow, his lungs hollowed out, and there was a sharp pain on both sides of his neck.

He touched it with his hand and found two seams cracked under the ears, and fins slowly grew from the inside.

He couldn't help looking for it in the water, strangely, the water was not cold at all now. Harry took a bold breath, and the water flowed smoothly from the fish gills.

This is the fish branch?

Harry looked at his hand in disbelief. His hand became flat and there was a film between his fingers. His legs are the same, slender and flat, just like the tail of a fish.

Harry tried to swim, much faster than he was before.

Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with this thing, but without doubt, Harry continued to go deep.

The bottom of the water was very quiet, and Harry could only see ten feet around him. Apart from the swimming fish, Harry could not see anyone else. Suddenly, he felt his feet entangled in something, and Harry looked back and saw that it was a huge weed.

He struggled free and then wandered away. "How's it going?" Harry looked around and found Myrtle in front.

"Mitte," Harry shouted, but he couldn't make a sound except for bubbles in his mouth.

He forgot to use magic.

"I won't swim there with you, those weeds are too annoying." Myrtle said to herself, and then she wandered away, the Hogwarts sewer connected to the black Lake, um, no wonder this water...

Harry didn't dare to think anymore, he could only swim forward.