Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

The Gryffindors gasped.

Fred and George took the lead in cursing and protesting against the "black whistle". At first they didn't think there was anything, it was just a group of mermaids, and Harry could handle it easily.

According to Ludo's words, there would be no part of fighting the mermaids in this game—a sudden accident disrupted the rhythm of the Hogwarts warriors.

This will take his time!

Ludo wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, sat down, and said to Dumbledore: "Do you want to talk to the murloc now, maybe you can wait until the game is over before joking?"

His expression became a little ugly.

Karkaroff couldn't wait to speak: "Mr. Bagman, I know you prefer Porter, but don't forget your current status, you are the referee."

"I think I shouldn't be reminded by you." Ludo turned back and choked back unceremoniously.

Karkaroff said with a straight face: "I have always been fair."

Maxim snorted: "Although Karkaroff just said a very funny joke, I don't think it should interfere with the normal progress of the game."

"This is a Triwizard Tournament, not a housekeeping game."

"This situation is indeed unexpected. Mr. Potter is a bit unlucky. But this is the Triwizard Tournament, and it is always full of surprises. Warriors should not be afraid of anything, and must be strong to face all tests, and then succeed."

she was talking.

On the curtain, the part belonging to Furong suddenly changed.

Veela is not a kind of water-loving bird, and the Black Lake is more secluded and deep than ordinary water pools, so it is difficult for her to be underwater.

And now it's even more difficult.

Ludo stood up: "My God! Our warrior encountered the first difficulty ten minutes after entering the water."

"It's Mademoiselle Delacour of Beauxbatons!"

"It's too bad. She was entangled by Grindylow. The water monster sneaked up from the water plants and grabbed her ankle. Let's see how she will respond?"

"Sleeping Curse!"

"Aha, I'm afraid this will not be a good choice."

"Sure enough, the spell misses. Wait... Miss Delacour hasn't found Grindylow yet?"

"Although Grindelwald is a very dangerous creature underwater, it's only within the learning scope of third and fourth graders. It shouldn't be..."

Ms. Maxim's complexion became ugly.

Ludo's voice became more excited: "Miss Delacour's situation is more dangerous than we thought, the second Grindylow."

"The bubble head spell is broken, can she fix it?"

"not at all……"

"The wizards of the Ministry of Magic have taken action. According to their assessment, Miss Delacour has been disqualified from continuing the competition."

"It's a pity, and it's really hard to imagine that the first warrior to lose the qualification will appear so soon."

"We can only say sorry for Ms. Delacour. She is very good. Maybe it's just bad luck."

"Met... oh Grindylow was the expected test in the second round."

There was a burst of cheers from the Ravenclaws, mostly from the little witches.

They had long disliked Fleur, and at least twenty couples had broken up at Hogwarts since she came.

Ms. Maxim's face was livid.

She hadn't had time to read the Hogwarts joke, and in the blink of an eye, she was the joke herself.

Much bigger joke than being mobbed by merfolk.

Furong was quickly rescued by wizards from the Ministry of Magic. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of water, Fu Rong regained consciousness. The first thing she did after waking up was to want to get into the water again impatiently.

But she didn't need the wizards from the Ministry of Magic to stop her. She lost her strength and fell into the mud before she could get up. After several attempts, she could only cover her face and cry bitterly.

Most of the audience focused on Harry's curtain.

The mermaids didn't want to hurt Harry, they just wanted to play some jokes on this familiar little wizard.

But after only one meeting, they were tied up by the water plants formed by the transformation spell.

Harry flew to the mermaid who shot at him first, waved his wand, and a text appeared: "How are you?"

"I'm not fine at all." The mermaid gritted her teeth.

"How about a surprise for you?" Another line of text appeared before its eyes.

The mermaid's face and voice became terrified: "What are you going to do?"

"Wait, you can't do that!"

Harry smiled politely at it, and waved his wand.

Clear water is like a spring!

The rushing water gushes out from under the mermaid, pushing it, enveloping it, rising rapidly, jumping out of the water in the blink of an eye, surging high like a fountain.

The merman let out a piercing scream.

Dumbledore had a strange expression on his face. He could speak mermaid language and could understand what this scream represented. It was a few words beginning with "C" and "F" with Harry's name on them.

Harry flew to the mermaid tribe.

This underwater creature is more social than any humanoid magical creature, and they almost have their own civilization.

In an intact village, there are "masonry shops", "clothes shops" and even a bar. It's hard to imagine how creatures like mermaids drink water underwater.

There is a small square in the middle of the village. There is a huge statue of a mermaid holding a thick and long trident in its hand. Its face is different from that of a mermaid, and some are more human-like.

On the mermaid's tail, three people are tied.

There is a serene magical atmosphere surging around their bodies. It is Dumbledore's spell to protect their safety underwater. There is even a waterproof and warm spell on the two little girls.

At the end of February, the weather warmed up, but it was still bitingly cold underwater.

Harry waved his wand.

The Cutting Curse precisely cut the rope on Hermione's body. He hugged Hermione and nodded to the merfolk. The merman who had just fallen back looked at Harry and couldn't help shivering.

After hesitating again and again, he spat at Harry viciously, then ran away in a hurry and hid behind a house.

Harry raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

At nine fifty-five, there is still plenty of time.

When he took Hermione back to the shore, he found that besides himself, there was actually another person on the shore—Fleur had already stepped out of him, and she was crying bitterly while covering her head in a blanket.

Harry flicked his wand, waking Hermione up and drying himself off.

Madam Pomfrey, who was holding the two blankets, paused, put the blankets back with a wave of her wand, and walked over to the two of them with two cups of hot cocoa.

Excited, Ludo took out another Weasley firework from his pocket, lit it, and a silver griffin flew in the air: "The first warrior who successfully rescued his baby has been born!"

"Harry Potter from Hogwarts!"

"It's just time."

He looked down at the time on his watch: "It only took twenty-nine minutes and fifty-two seconds! Amazing results, he didn't even reach half an hour!"

"Exceeded our expectations for the Warriors and even cut the time limit by more than half."

"And we only have the remaining warriors who are still in the game, and we are still looking for them aimlessly."

Maxim and Karkaroff gritted their teeth together.

Fleur, who was sitting in the mud, raised her head. She looked at Harry, staggered up and ran over: "Potter, have you seen my sister? Gabriel is a little girl."

Harry nodded: "Of course, what's the matter with you? Retired?"

Fleur clenched her fists, her face full of shame: "I couldn't deal with Grindelwald, I was dragged by it, and passed out in the water."

Hermione looked at her in surprise.

That's just third grade content!

"Don't worry, your sister is fine. Dumbledore cast a spell on her." Harry said softly, "And one hour is only a limit for us. No matter how stupid the Ministry of Magic is, it is impossible to use human life as a bargaining chip in the game."

Fu Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Harry paused, and changed his words after hesitation: "Not necessarily, the Ministry of Magic can always break through my lower limit time and time again, maybe they can."

Hermione pushed him angrily: "Harry, don't scare Miss Delacour."

Fleur's face turned pale: "Harry, can I ask you to rescue my sister? Even if the Ministry of Magic isn't that stupid, it's underwater after all."

Harry looked at Fleur thoughtfully.

Hermione's expression didn't change, she even felt a little helpless, and sighed softly.

"Of course I'm fine, but Miss Delacour, this should be considered a commission, right?" Harry looked at her.

Furong nodded blankly.

"So are you ready to pay?" Harry asked softly.

Fleur looked at him in shock, and then looked at Hermione blankly. She didn't know why Miss Granger, who used to blow her hair, could stand so calmly at this moment.

She took a deep breath, bit her lip, and said awkwardly: "If Miss Granger doesn't mind, of course I don't"

"Where are you thinking?" Hermione interrupted her expressionlessly, "There is no such a good thing, Harry meant something else, maybe he was going to ask you for some Veela materials."

Harry nodded: "That's right, how about preparing some magic materials from Veela for me?"

Fleur looked at Harry in shock.

"Why, is there a problem?" Harry was very patient. "It's a psychological barrier. Being a Veela feels bad."

Fu Rong interrupted him: "No, of course there is no problem. Hair, nails, beak, and even blood are all fine."

"Hurry up and rescue my sister now."

Harry complied and said to Hermione, "Wait for me a moment."

He plunged back into the Black Lake just before Ministry officials stopped him.

Ludo, who was still explaining Krum's situation, was stunned: "Mr. Potter went into the water again. We saw him talking with another warrior, Ms. Delacour. This time, he should go into the water to rescue Delacour. Miss Kool's treasure."

"What a noble quality."

Madame Maxime glanced away—well, the joke just got bigger.

Karkaroff slapped the table angrily: "He is breaking the rules!"

"What if he goes down to interfere with Krum! It's not fair, points will be deducted! It's best to disqualify him directly!"

His concerns are well founded.

But when it comes to Harry, it doesn't make sense, even Maxim doesn't agree with his point of view.

The butt still affects the state a little bit, first two chapters, I will recover