Rebirth of the Harry Potter - Chapter 380

Soon, it will be the second game date.

When Hermione saw that Harry knew what the game was, but didn’t find any way to keep him underwater for an hour, she couldn’t help feeling anxious.

So she took the initiative to find a spell that could help Harry breathe underwater for an hour.

“Forgotten Ancient Magic and Spells”, “Weird Magical Puzzles and Their Solutions”, “The Crazy Magic of Strange Wizards”, “Guide to Medieval Witchcraft”, “Selected Curses of the Eighteenth Century”, “Deep Under the Sea Scary Animals”, “You don’t know what abilities you have, and how to use them once you understand”…

But nothing.

“Why is there no? Did the professors mention it in the class? It doesn’t seem to be either.”

“Why don’t you use Muggle submersibles? That should be considered a violation.”

“Become an Animagus who can survive underwater? It’s even more impossible, at least I have to prepare for more than half a year…”

Harry saw that Hermione had started reading crazy again at first, thinking that she had some interesting discoveries and was eager to find answers, so he didn’t ask much.

Later, I saw that Hermione had been bothered by this, and had to intervene.

“Hermione, what are you looking for after reading so many books?” Harry asked.

Hermione gave Harry an angry look, and said, “Of course I will help you find a way to breathe underwater.”

Harry said dubiously, “That’s it, do you think I can’t help it? You are really in vain.”

Hermione suddenly became very energetic, and she said, “What’s the solution? I searched so many books but couldn’t find it. Is it a dehydration spell? You have to drain the entire lake? But that requires a lot of magic power. what.”

Harry said, “What kind of dehydration curse… Hey, it seems to be a good way. Forget it, wouldn’t it help others in vain?”

“The method is very simple, just go straight down.”

“How to go on?” Hermione wanted to hear more details.

Harry supported Hermione’s shoulders, made her stand up, and said, “Anyway, it’s only a week. You won’t know by then. You can see what time it is now, go back to bed, and Zhang Qiu is still waiting in bed. What about you, bah… Why is that so wrong.”

“Okay.” Hermione returned to the bedroom unwillingly.

…

By the evening before the second project, Harry, Hermione, and Astoria were at the Gryffindor table.

Astoria stroked Little Cutie’s body, Cutie curled up and snore sweetly.

The students around, especially the girls, looked at Harry eagerly, looking forward to his wonderful performance tomorrow. They were full of confidence in Harry Potter.

No one paid any attention to Hufflepuff’s Cedric Diggory. The way he passed the customs last time made many people disappointed in him.

This is a game for the Warriors. Why are you as a timid turtle participating in it? This is the most sincere thought in many people’s minds.

Cedric Diggory looked at Harry with a gloomy face: “Laugh, smile happily, you must get the first place, or you will be sorry for the gift I prepared for you.”

Professor McGonagall came over.

She looked at Astoria, then at Hermione, and said with a serious face: “Miss Greengrass, you need to go to the office. I have something to tell you.”

Started, started.

But Harry didn’t expect it to be Astoria. He thought he would choose between Zhang Qiu and Hermione.

“Brother, let me go…” Astoria waved her hand reluctantly, and followed Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall called away several other students at the same time.

Little cutie was no more slapped, she opened her eyes slightly, jumped onto Harry’s lap, and lay down again.

Hermione asked, “You said Principal McGonagall called them. What’s the matter?”

Harry said: “Apart from tomorrow’s game, are there other possibilities?”

Hermione said in surprise: “You mean… these people are the “most beloved things” you warriors are looking for?”

Harry said, “It’s funny enough.”

At night.

Harry was lonely and helpless.

He is getting used to sleeping with a sweet and soft pillow, and now he can’t sleep without Astoria.

So Harry walked into Hermione, Zhang Qiu’s room.

So Harry walked into Hermione, Zhang Qiu’s room.

So Harry walked into Hermione, Zhang Qiu’s room.

“Zhang Qiu, Hermione, I am afraid I have insomnia, why don’t we find something to do?” Harry said distressedly.

Zhang Qiu and Hermione shrank at the foot of the bed and hugged each other tremblingly: “You, don’t come here…”

Harry smiled “hehe”, and an eagle caught the chicken and threw the two girls onto the bed.

“Yeah!!!” The cry cut through the night.

…

February 24, 1994.

Early in the morning, Harry got up and put on clothes at Zhang Qiu’s urging by Hermione.

“What’s the hurry? The game didn’t start until half past nine.” Harry said, “It’s only eight o’clock now.”

Hermione said: “Don’t you want to save Astoria the first time? If she knows that her beloved brother has this attitude, she must be sad and die.”

Zhang Qiu also said anxiously: “That’s the cold water. Astoria will be very uncomfortable there.”

Harry said: “Don’t worry, I put a lot of protection charms on Astoria yesterday, body care charms, drying charms, constant temperature charms…”

But despite saying that, Harry got dressed quickly.

In the living room, a touch of shyness appeared on Helena’s classical appearance. She said, “Master, madam, breakfast is ready for you.”

Zhang Qiu glared at Harry: “You are asking Helena what to do.”

Harry nodded in satisfaction, it seemed that this maid had been completely domesticated.

…

After breakfast.

At 9:20, Harry walked down the stairs and hurried to the hall.

Everyone in the hall just had breakfast~www.mtlnovel.com~ is passing through two oak doors and going out to watch the second project.

Outside in the sunny and cold field, Harry walked down the lawn and saw the seats that surrounded the Fire Dragon Field in November last year. Now they are lined up on the opposite bank of the lake. There are already full seats. From afar, you can see the swinging flags, cheering shouts, and long reflections in the lake below.

Harry walked around the lake and walked towards the referees, who were sitting at another table with a golden tablecloth on the shore of the lake.

Victor Krum, Fleur Delacour, Cedric Diggory, Poliaco Brown, Vincent Piccoque are standing next to the referee.

Look at their faces, except that Cedric Diggory is a little confident.

Victor Krum and Fleur Delacour, the two warriors who performed well in the last game, are almost more complex than Poliaco Brown and Vincent Piccowe. The chicken is still ugly.

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