Popular Web NovelsChapter 481 The vacation is overChapter 481 The vacation is over
The wall clock on the wall of the principal's office rang three times. As early as the second time, Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Affairs and Cooperation, had already dealt with it. Finish the competition documents displayed on the desk.
Dumbledore wore nanmu reading glasses inlaid with silver wire and slowly read the last rule.
"Graves' female classmate...Delacour's sister...Krum's teammate..." Crouch looked at the names on the report leisurely and said with interest Asked, "What is the relationship between this Miss Weasley and our little Potter warrior? Are they lovers?"
The warrior's most beloved baby mentioned in the golden egg clue is the one who reported it. .
Hide them at the bottom of the Black Lake and give the warriors one hour to pass through numerous obstacles to rescue these hostages... Now Crouch can't understand that such a strange project plan can become the final choice.
However, he was happy to play an interesting game with these people.
Hearing his question, Dumbledore blinked: "Well, I don't know... Miss Weasley is his partner at the Yule Ball. Originally, I was more inclined to let him be his good friend. ——Miss Weasley's brother, another Weasley is here to take over the Warrior's treasure."
Crouch became more interesting and said thoughtfully: "Weasley…a very familiar name. ...Oh, I remembered, a good colleague of mine from the Department of Misuse of Muggle Articles."
He raised his eyebrows: "It sounds like our dear Potter and the Weasley family. Good relationship? "
"A warm and friendly family, no one dislikes them..."
Dumbledore dealt with it casually, dipped his quill in thick ink, and wrote about Igor Karkaroff, Olim Maxim and Gilbert Fontana signed their names in the next row. The long string was longer than the three above combined.
"I'm sorry to bother you because these documents have been with me, an old guy, for three hours." Dumbledore said apologetically, "Leave the rest to me. I will communicate with the mermaids. Pay attention to the matters and contribute a wonderful game."
"Merman..."
A dark glimmer flashed in Crouch's deep eyes: "A group of mysterious guys, right. , I also know some mermaid language, but I have never used it."
Species on the fringes of magical society may be able to help him.
"The deep water has blocked our communication, and the mermaids have a civilization that is not inferior to humans." Dumbledore looked at him with a smile, "I like their works of art very much, operas, statues and jewelry, every one of them The harmony of the ocean is everywhere, you really should go and see it." "Oh?" Crouch showed an interested expression, "How are their magical attainments?"
< br>Dumbledore pondered for a moment: "Well... in the deep water environment, they rely more on their strong tails and harpoons."
The appearance of the mermaid leader Merkus appeared in front of his eyes, the strongest and most powerful Irritated, even though she is a woman...
"Really?" Crouch instantly lost interest and said half-heartedly, "Before the second project officially starts, Ludo and I will test it in the water and have a chance to see it."
It's just that A group of guys who can't move on land seem to have no effect.
...
Circles of soft light are slowly swaying on the water surface, casting mottled and swaying light and shadow into the deep water. As the eyes follow these light and shadows, the tense spirit will unconsciously Relax.
The deep water bottom seems to have no end, and the sound of gurgling water seems to never stop, like the most intimate whisper.
"What a wonderful water world..."
The old man's voice flowed in the water: "Decades ago, human wizards had serious internal conflicts because a talented wizard saw something incredible. In the future... Muggles without magic use what they call science to create weapons that are more destructive than magic and can destroy an entire city in an instant."
Ron. They looked around blankly, not sure what he was talking about, while Loren, Hermione and Harry, who grew up in Muggle society, looked thoughtful.
Did a wizard predict that ultimate weapon a long time ago?
"I don't know how that wizard feels, but he tried to subvert the magic world in the wrong way, and was ultimately foiled by your old principal..."
"It turns out that Albus is right. Even if Muggles without magic created that kind of weapon, the Secrecy Act still maintains the peace of the human world." The old man showed a helpless smile on his face, "But no one expected that The destructive power of that kind of weapon is not only the moment it explodes, but also leaves a poison that lasts for many years."
"The poison spreads into the ocean, corrupting the flesh and blood of fish and distorting their bones. , ugly and deformed tumors appeared on the originally thin webs. Even if the flesh and blood were removed, the contaminated parts could not be restored."
Loren frowned slightly while standing behind the old fish. He probably guessed what happened. The truth about toxins.
"If there is only a small amount of toxins, we can survive relying on the protection of the ocean, but..." the old man fish said in a sad voice, "In the light and shadow deep in the ocean, I, an old guy, can also see the future. A corner of the world!"
"In a few decades, there will be more and more toxins in the ocean, until they are everywhere in the deep water world…"
As the Old Man shouted, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded against Loren's eardrums, and a cool and calm magic flowed into his mind, accompanied by a magnificent illusion of light and shadow.
It was a silent ocean. The invisible currents were filled with schools of fish that emitted a faint light. The pale and dark flesh was covered with curled and abnormal scales. The skin around the eye sockets of the fish's head had long been rotten. They were washed away and scattered by the current while swimming, like bones exposed in the mud. The eyes that had lost their restraints were scattered everywhere, emitting a strange cold light.
Countless mutated fish swarms surrounded the dead and rotting mermaid, and finally sank into the dark and deep ditch.
The old man's old and sad voice sounded in Loren's ears: "Did you see it?"
Loren was silent and did not answer.
"Can I trust you?"
Loren hesitated for a moment, and under some kind of inspiration, he nodded inexplicably.
Then the dragging feeling of the swirling water came, and Loren seemed like a ghost trapped in the toilet. After a moment of dizziness, his soles finally stepped firmly on the flat bottom, which were the shoulders of the giant mermaid stone sculpture.
The crystal blue light in Loren's eyes flashed away, and he felt a strong sense of horror, and unconsciously squeezed Hermione's hand.
Hermione looked at him with some confusion, concern appearing in her brown eyes.
"It's okay..." Loren shook his head and mouthed silently. He knew that he was the only one who saw the prophesied scene, and his eyes fell on the old man fish again.
So the old man knows the meaning of this surname and shows the prophecy to himself specifically to ask for help?
What does he want to do with himself?
Before Loren could ask any questions, the old man turned his head to look at them. He had put away all his unusual expressions, leaving only a really old face.
"Okay, the time has come..."
Is that all?
The four little wizards were a little confused and didn't notice that the bass mermaid who had been beside them couldn't help but have red eyes.
The old man has a weak voice but clear enunciation, and his kind face is somewhat similar to Dumbledore. Even though he just talked about such a heavy topic, he still looked at them with a smile: "The first meeting was a bit hasty and I didn't have time to prepare. I can only give you some small gifts."
His eyes fell on the bracelet of the middle-aged mermaid next to him. The string broke and four red coral stones floated to the four of them.
A few people caught the coral stone in a daze, with confused expressions. "Then that's it. I won't say goodbye to you anymore."
When the voice fell, the deep water of the dark lake suddenly surged, forming invisible vortices. It stopped its force as it approached, as if soft and smooth silk was flowing across the shoulders of the giant mermaid stone sculpture.
"Have you experienced it?"
"As long as I can feel the flow of water, I feel extremely at ease."
The old man spread his hands and leaned back, his face Serenity, the light and shadow in his eyes gradually dimmed, like bright gems gradually fading.
Under the gaze of everyone, the whole body turned into a burst of foam glowing with colorful light, and melted into the water into streaks of glow.
The next second, a gentle whirlpool undercurrent swept past, and the silt, moss, barnacles and other attachments that had accumulated for decades on the stone sculptures seemed to be washed away by powerful detergents and turned into dust. .
"Let's go, I'll take you ashore." The bass mermaid said in a dull voice.
"This...we..." Ron's eyes widened and he stammered, "He, is he dead?"
The mermaid swam forward with its tail shaking. Several figures looked at them indifferently: "It is the incarnation of flowing water. The elder is the longest-lived mermaid in the tribe. We have been prepared for a long time."
"What a shame——"
Ron was slapped by Loren, suppressed what he said, and followed them to the shore. He fell behind and muttered stupidly to Harry: "He obviously looks like I'm about to cry..."
When I was traveling through the mermaid village, I could see the crowds of people in the stone houses through the windows, I could hear faint sobbing, and there was something that seemed to be coming from a distance. The ethereal and ethereal lament comes.
The closer you get to the ice on the water surface, the more the lake looks like a calm sea. It seems to be shining with a faint glow. A slow-moving whitebait passes through the statue, spreads its side fins, and rushes towards the rocks. Turning the direction, the tail fin lifted up the mud, and the figure disappeared into a cloud of sand and dust...
The return speed was much faster than when we came.
The ice near the coast had cracked and he hadn't had time to freeze up. He swam to the shallow water and stepped ashore on the sand and stones. The soft red light on his body dissipated. Not only did his clothes not get wet, but they were filled with a warm feeling. feeling.
Half of the mermaid's head was above the water, floating slightly: "Goodbye, little wizard."
"Goodbye." Loren nodded.
Harry's expression was heavy: "Don't be too sad!"
Ron nodded accordingly.
The mermaid said nothing, turned over and flicked its tail, disappearing into the lake.
Ron had a complicated expression. He pinched the red coral stone in his hand and couldn't help but scratch his head as he looked at the rough but beautiful expression.
I was a little happy to get a new good thing, but when I thought of the old man fish disappearing in front of him, even though I had no feelings after meeting him for the first time today, it still felt weird.
"What is the purpose of what the mermaid elders said to us?"
Harry asked in confusion. He now realized that the mermaid invited them to follow The Goblet of Fire thing has nothing to do with it.
Hermione pursed her lips: "No matter what the intention is, we will help them in the future!"
"This really sounds like what Hermione said... But why did you bring us with you..."
"Should I ask Dumbledore, but he must know about this..."
"With this red stone, I don't have to worry about my second project. La! "
"..."
Loren walked beside the little witch, wading through the silver snow and looking back.
The clear blue skylight did not penetrate the ice. The underwater world was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly.
...
It's late January in a blink of an eye.
The Christmas holiday has passed by in a flash, and tomorrow is the start of the new semester.
In the evening, the Gryffindor common room is crowded with little wizards who are doing their homework. Different positions for doing homework will lead to different strategies for the little wizards. The single seat by the window is suitable for working alone. One person can create miracles in one stroke and one night. You have to do it. Good planning, what should be completed first, what should be completed later, which subjects have to be handed in tomorrow, and which subjects can be slowed down;
The sofa and tea table are suitable for team collaboration, where three or five friends get together to solve problems. You can also discuss and discuss, and occasionally say a few witticisms to relieve boredom. The efficiency is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but the atmosphere is harmonious and cheerful, suitable for protracted battles.
If you really owe too much debt, you can only use the homework of your diligent classmates as a reference to control the duplication rate, but you have to pay the price of a few boxes of candies.
The sixth-grade wizards have other options. They ask the Weasley twins for help. Not only do they not have to pay for candy, but they can also get candy... But no one wants to be a guinea pig, and George and Fred are very disappointed.
At the small table for four in the same spot, Harry and Ron's quills quickly crossed the paper, their movements graceful and unrestrained.
Completely different from the compact and busy atmosphere here, the two people sitting across from each other were leisurely and comfortable. One was quietly reading a book, and the other was studying how to shrink the red coral stone and insert it into a pendant.
Two weeks have passed since the underwater trip. Loren has communicated with Flamel, but to no avail. He already knows what the prophecy the mermaid elder saw is, but he can't tell others clearly.
After going round and round, we still return to the starting point of studying hard and making progress every day, and waiting for the principal to deal with Voldemort before making any plans.
"What's your class tomorrow?" Loren pinched a strand of the little witch's hair and wrapped it around her finger.
"Herbology, Care of Magical Creatures, you will be Divination in the afternoon, and I will be Runes..." Hermione didn't even look up, "We can go to Hogsmeade again on the weekend, you go with me Browse around the bookstore, and then go to the drugstore to see if they sell gillyweed."
"Isn't there already a coral stone?" Ron looked up and asked doubtfully.
"It's better to be safe and be prepared." Harry replied, "Sirius said the same thing. When the five warriors go into the water together, there might be some accident, and there might be a stone accidentally lost. ..."
Loren was noncommittal and gently shook the hair on his hand: "Speaking of correspondence, Hermione, why did you secretly write home on the second day of Christmas and not allow me to read the reply! "
Hermione's cheeks turned red, she glared at him and pulled back her hair angrily.
Why should I show you my mother's letter!
(End of this chapter)