Chapter 214 Underwater Singing and Bubble Curse
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Recently, in Hogwarts Castle, you can always see warriors holding golden eggs dangling around.
Fleur is very distressed, she knows that John can unlock the secret, and because of the fairness to Cedric, she can only find it by herself.
On the way, she thought of various ways.
The same is true for Cedric, but his knowledge of Hogwarts allows him to unlock the secret of the golden egg faster.
As a prefect, he can enjoy the most luxurious bath service in Hogwarts.
While taking a shower, Cedric accidentally dropped the golden egg into the tub in the prefect's bathroom.
He dived down to look for it, just in time to hear the singing of the golden egg.
"Find us where our voices sound,
We cannot sing on the ground.
When you search, think carefully about:
We stole your most beloved baby.
You only have an hour,
To find and recapture what we took,
After an hour there is no hope,
It is completely gone, never to appear. "
Surprised, Cedric surfaced with bubbles in his hair after hearing the song.
He said to himself: "This is the clue to the second project?"
He hesitated whether he should tell others about this discovery.
"Harry told me about the first project, and although I already knew about it, his kindness made it impossible for me to ignore it."
Cedric thought of Furong again. As a friend of the Qunxing Club, he and Furong were on the same front.
One from the same school, one from the same club.
He decided to ask John.
John also knew his confusion, turned the ring on his finger, and said with a chuckle: "Cedric, you have a noble personality, and your selfless dedication is admirable."
Cedric blushed a little from the compliment, and John continued: "Follow your heart, but don't rush to tell them, let them find out for themselves, Fleur is a proud person, maybe she will find out in a few days."
When John said this, Cedric also suppressed and said it.
Time flies by in school.
Seven days have passed since December.
Rain, snow and strong winds raged over this thousand-year-old castle, the protection of Magizoology was outside, and the students in the pumpkin patch were shivering from the cold.
Because Hagrid was busy taking care of the goddess' twelve rune horses during this time, he cared less about the snails.
This also caused the snails to fight each other, leaving ten of them.
The fried-tailed snails after winter have no intention of hibernating. They store heat in their thick shells, and the liquid on their tails plays a role in ignition.
John stared at the Blast-tailed snail, thinking that if he extracted the lighter fluid in the tail, he might be able to create a powerful explosive spell.
Just thinking about it, a beetle flew to the fence and stopped.
The more John looked at it, the more familiar it became, and the insight opened, and he saw that the bug exuded magic power.
It's Rita Skeeter, whose recent Saviors series has received critical acclaim, and she even defies Dumbledore's ban by visiting the school in order to dig up more scoops.
"I didn't realize she was so brave before." John saw Rita fly to the back of the hut, and after a while, a woman in a magenta robe came out.
The iconic crocodile leather handbag is still hanging on his arm, and greed is written in his eyes.
Hagrid also found Rita, and he asked with some doubts, "Who are you?"
"My name is Rita Skeeter, a reporter for the Daily Prophet." Rita replied, noticing John's gaze, and she thought she was giving John a wink beautifully.
John's face darkened, okay, you're done.
Although Hagrid was a bit straightforward, he also knew that Dumbledore had banned Rita and didn't want to pay attention to her.
But Rita was able to dig up so much information, of course not only because of Animagus, she deliberately pretended to be interested in Blast-tailed snails, and talked to Hagrid.
Sure enough, when Hagrid heard that someone was interested in Blast-tailed Skrets, as an expert in Magizoology, he blushed with excitement.
Rita also noticed that Harry was there, and her eyes lit up.
Under the guise of a zoology column, she managed to trick Hagrid into scheduling a Friday interview.
Before leaving, Rita greeted Harry.
Looking at John, she was about to grin open her mouth to reveal her golden teeth, and teased the handsome student, when she saw John's deep and stressed eyes.
The words disappeared from her mouth, and a silver mask appeared in her mind, which immediately scared her to run away.
John silently withdrew his panic, watched her run away indifferently, and said to himself: "With Rita's temperament, I'm afraid that Friday's interview was a pitfall."
To find a hot spot, Rita can be said to be omniscient.
It would be fine if it was someone else, Hagrid was his friend, so John naturally couldn't watch Hagrid get scammed.
So he handed over the task to Tang Mi, and Tang Mi didn't have to do it himself, he just needed someone to mention Rita, when Hagrid was imprisoned by the Ministry of Magic, His Excellency Johnny Silver Hand paid a lot of money to guarantee it.
Rita, who originally thought she could write a good pen and ink, immediately became sluggish.
. . .
The second item of the Triwizard Tournament is to find objects underwater for an hour, but how to stay in the water for an hour has become a problem.
John saw Cedric emerging from the black lake, a bubble covering his head.
As expected of a top student in the sixth grade, John wanted to applaud him.
"Bubble head curse, it seems that you have found a solution."
Cedric said with a smile: "I'm not proficient enough, I need to practice a few more times."
Malfoy didn't run circles, because the task John gave him was to go to Neville to get revenge.
Things like bullying are easy for Malfoy.
For example, Malfoy appears by the Black Lake, his hair is messed up.
"John, I feel like it's almost over." Malfoy grinned, the bluish-red corners of his mouth made him gasp, "Neville is very irritable now, and he beat me up as soon as I spoke to him. "
"Then you didn't call back?" John glanced at Malfoy, and Malfoy said guiltily, "Of course I'm evenly matched with him,"
John looked suspiciously when he saw Heinrich approaching.
Heinrich's pale cheeks couldn't help twitching slightly, and said, "Draco led Goyle and Crabbe to beat Neville, and Neville chased him back to the common room."
Good guy.
This is your parity?
John looked at Malfoy speechlessly, and Malfoy said embarrassingly: "He snatched the armor's sword, that idiot Goyle ran slowly, and almost got hit."
"So hostile?" John was taken aback for a moment, it seemed that he still underestimated Malfoy, this ability to attract hatred was stronger than all the humiliation he had done for a month before.
Neville, an honest man, can be forced to wield a big sword. It's a pity that Malfoy doesn't become the master.
It's not enough, using the big sword shows that Neville still keeps his hands, this is not acceptable!
Thinking of this, John said lightly: "Wait until the day Neville draws out his wand to you, then that's fine."
Malfoy had a bitter face, not like that.
Why are everyone isolated, so they face Neville directly.
That sword almost disfigured himself today.
It also provoked a good meal of ridicule by Pan Xi.
"Don't worry, you have to believe in your own strength, I guess you will succeed in a few days." John did not forget to cheer Malfoy.
He is the only one who has this ability in the entire Star Club, who else will he replace?
The Star Club is in charge of isolation, while the suppression, bullying, ridicule, etc. are all handed over to Malfoy.
The division of labor is clear.
Cedric plunged headfirst into the water, and after an hour, his head popped up, which also meant that his head soaking spell was successful.
Heinrich saw this and recalled the lake in Durmstrang.
"Edgar's family all graduated from Durmstrang. My uncle is two years older than my father. My father often mentioned that my uncle was diving in the lake."
John could see that Heinrich looked down on his uncle's choice, but he didn't have much opinion of him.
And his father and uncle have a very good relationship.
Looking at the sunset, John asked, "What kind of people are your father and uncle?"
Heinrich sat on the big rock, with imperceptible nostalgia in his eyes, and said: "Uncle is born to disguise himself as an Animagus, sometimes he will turn into his grandfather to scare people, there are some left by him at home The wine cellar contains many fine wines."
"My father is the opposite of my uncle. He is like a scholar. He has never followed anyone. He likes to drink tea, except for occasional wine."
"He cares more about academic research. If it weren't for Edgar, he might be very respected."
"I don't want to be a father. I want to prove to them that the light that Edgar followed can draw Edgar into the light."
Two generations of Dark Lords dragged down Edgar's reputation, and they became synonymous with lunatics and dark wizards. Although they didn't say it, everyone was alienated from them.
John patted Heinrich on the shoulder and said seriously: "There will be a day, and you will be proud of your choice."
Heinrich's golden eyes were full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm, and he nodded vigorously.
The setting sun in the sky finally set, and the light reflected in the golden eyes disappeared.
It was time for them to return to the castle, too.
. . .
Fleur is very distressed, she knows that John can unlock the secret, and because of the fairness to Cedric, she can only find it by herself.
On the way, she thought of various ways.
The same is true for Cedric, but his knowledge of Hogwarts allows him to unlock the secret of the golden egg faster.
As a prefect, he can enjoy the most luxurious bath service in Hogwarts.
While taking a shower, Cedric accidentally dropped the golden egg into the tub in the prefect's bathroom.
He dived down to look for it, just in time to hear the singing of the golden egg.
"Find us where our voices sound,
We cannot sing on the ground.
When you search, think carefully about:
We stole your most beloved baby.
You only have an hour,
To find and recapture what we took,
After an hour there is no hope,
It is completely gone, never to appear. "
Surprised, Cedric surfaced with bubbles in his hair after hearing the song.
He said to himself: "This is the clue to the second project?"
He hesitated whether he should tell others about this discovery.
"Harry told me about the first project, and although I already knew about it, his kindness made it impossible for me to ignore it."
Cedric thought of Furong again. As a friend of the Qunxing Club, he and Furong were on the same front.
One from the same school, one from the same club.
He decided to ask John.
John also knew his confusion, turned the ring on his finger, and said with a chuckle: "Cedric, you have a noble personality, and your selfless dedication is admirable."
Cedric blushed a little from the compliment, and John continued: "Follow your heart, but don't rush to tell them, let them find out for themselves, Fleur is a proud person, maybe she will find out in a few days."
When John said this, Cedric also suppressed and said it.
Time flies by in school.
Seven days have passed since December.
Rain, snow and strong winds raged over this thousand-year-old castle, the protection of Magizoology was outside, and the students in the pumpkin patch were shivering from the cold.
Because Hagrid was busy taking care of the goddess' twelve rune horses during this time, he cared less about the snails.
This also caused the snails to fight each other, leaving ten of them.
The fried-tailed snails after winter have no intention of hibernating. They store heat in their thick shells, and the liquid on their tails plays a role in ignition.
John stared at the Blast-tailed snail, thinking that if he extracted the lighter fluid in the tail, he might be able to create a powerful explosive spell.
Just thinking about it, a beetle flew to the fence and stopped.
The more John looked at it, the more familiar it became, and the insight opened, and he saw that the bug exuded magic power.
It's Rita Skeeter, whose recent Saviors series has received critical acclaim, and she even defies Dumbledore's ban by visiting the school in order to dig up more scoops.
"I didn't realize she was so brave before." John saw Rita fly to the back of the hut, and after a while, a woman in a magenta robe came out.
The iconic crocodile leather handbag is still hanging on his arm, and greed is written in his eyes.
Hagrid also found Rita, and he asked with some doubts, "Who are you?"
"My name is Rita Skeeter, a reporter for the Daily Prophet." Rita replied, noticing John's gaze, and she thought she was giving John a wink beautifully.
John's face darkened, okay, you're done.
Although Hagrid was a bit straightforward, he also knew that Dumbledore had banned Rita and didn't want to pay attention to her.
But Rita was able to dig up so much information, of course not only because of Animagus, she deliberately pretended to be interested in Blast-tailed snails, and talked to Hagrid.
Sure enough, when Hagrid heard that someone was interested in Blast-tailed Skrets, as an expert in Magizoology, he blushed with excitement.
Rita also noticed that Harry was there, and her eyes lit up.
Under the guise of a zoology column, she managed to trick Hagrid into scheduling a Friday interview.
Before leaving, Rita greeted Harry.
Looking at John, she was about to grin open her mouth to reveal her golden teeth, and teased the handsome student, when she saw John's deep and stressed eyes.
The words disappeared from her mouth, and a silver mask appeared in her mind, which immediately scared her to run away.
John silently withdrew his panic, watched her run away indifferently, and said to himself: "With Rita's temperament, I'm afraid that Friday's interview was a pitfall."
To find a hot spot, Rita can be said to be omniscient.
It would be fine if it was someone else, Hagrid was his friend, so John naturally couldn't watch Hagrid get scammed.
So he handed over the task to Tang Mi, and Tang Mi didn't have to do it himself, he just needed someone to mention Rita, when Hagrid was imprisoned by the Ministry of Magic, His Excellency Johnny Silver Hand paid a lot of money to guarantee it.
Rita, who originally thought she could write a good pen and ink, immediately became sluggish.
. . .
The second item of the Triwizard Tournament is to find objects underwater for an hour, but how to stay in the water for an hour has become a problem.
John saw Cedric emerging from the black lake, a bubble covering his head.
As expected of a top student in the sixth grade, John wanted to applaud him.
"Bubble head curse, it seems that you have found a solution."
Cedric said with a smile: "I'm not proficient enough, I need to practice a few more times."
Malfoy didn't run circles, because the task John gave him was to go to Neville to get revenge.
Things like bullying are easy for Malfoy.
For example, Malfoy appears by the Black Lake, his hair is messed up.
"John, I feel like it's almost over." Malfoy grinned, the bluish-red corners of his mouth made him gasp, "Neville is very irritable now, and he beat me up as soon as I spoke to him. "
"Then you didn't call back?" John glanced at Malfoy, and Malfoy said guiltily, "Of course I'm evenly matched with him,"
John looked suspiciously when he saw Heinrich approaching.
Heinrich's pale cheeks couldn't help twitching slightly, and said, "Draco led Goyle and Crabbe to beat Neville, and Neville chased him back to the common room."
Good guy.
This is your parity?
John looked at Malfoy speechlessly, and Malfoy said embarrassingly: "He snatched the armor's sword, that idiot Goyle ran slowly, and almost got hit."
"So hostile?" John was taken aback for a moment, it seemed that he still underestimated Malfoy, this ability to attract hatred was stronger than all the humiliation he had done for a month before.
Neville, an honest man, can be forced to wield a big sword. It's a pity that Malfoy doesn't become the master.
It's not enough, using the big sword shows that Neville still keeps his hands, this is not acceptable!
Thinking of this, John said lightly: "Wait until the day Neville draws out his wand to you, then that's fine."
Malfoy had a bitter face, not like that.
Why are everyone isolated, so they face Neville directly.
That sword almost disfigured himself today.
It also provoked a good meal of ridicule by Pan Xi.
"Don't worry, you have to believe in your own strength, I guess you will succeed in a few days." John did not forget to cheer Malfoy.
He is the only one who has this ability in the entire Star Club, who else will he replace?
The Star Club is in charge of isolation, while the suppression, bullying, ridicule, etc. are all handed over to Malfoy.
The division of labor is clear.
Cedric plunged headfirst into the water, and after an hour, his head popped up, which also meant that his head soaking spell was successful.
Heinrich saw this and recalled the lake in Durmstrang.
"Edgar's family all graduated from Durmstrang. My uncle is two years older than my father. My father often mentioned that my uncle was diving in the lake."
John could see that Heinrich looked down on his uncle's choice, but he didn't have much opinion of him.
And his father and uncle have a very good relationship.
Looking at the sunset, John asked, "What kind of people are your father and uncle?"
Heinrich sat on the big rock, with imperceptible nostalgia in his eyes, and said: "Uncle is born to disguise himself as an Animagus, sometimes he will turn into his grandfather to scare people, there are some left by him at home The wine cellar contains many fine wines."
"My father is the opposite of my uncle. He is like a scholar. He has never followed anyone. He likes to drink tea, except for occasional wine."
"He cares more about academic research. If it weren't for Edgar, he might be very respected."
"I don't want to be a father. I want to prove to them that the light that Edgar followed can draw Edgar into the light."
Two generations of Dark Lords dragged down Edgar's reputation, and they became synonymous with lunatics and dark wizards. Although they didn't say it, everyone was alienated from them.
John patted Heinrich on the shoulder and said seriously: "There will be a day, and you will be proud of your choice."
Heinrich's golden eyes were full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm, and he nodded vigorously.
The setting sun in the sky finally set, and the light reflected in the golden eyes disappeared.
It was time for them to return to the castle, too.
. . .
