Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"This is too...disgusting!" Ron said with a strange expression, "It's okay to be half-truthful, and exaggerate the truth countless times."

"I have to admit, Skeeter still has some skills." Aaron said with emotion, "He even picked out Hagrid's fucking name.

Friedwafa, I bet Hagrid didn't even tell you that name. "

"Of course not. Why is he telling us his mother's name?"

"That's not important. What's important is that the half-breed giant's reputation in the magic world is not very good, and the snail is a very harmful magical animal... I think that idiot's teaching career should be over." De Laco smiled triumphantly.

"I'm afraid you're overthinking this." Aaron said disapprovingly. "Don't forget, this newspaper will make Hagrid uncomfortable for a while at most. After the limelight passes, he will naturally take over again."

"Isn't it?" Draco frowned dissatisfiedly, "The Daily Prophet has said that about him, so can he continue to teach?"

"Why not?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Not asking you, Potter."

"The Daily Prophet has done a disservice to Fudge, who was still the Minister of Magic, and a disservice to Dumbledore, who was also Headmaster of Hogwarts, and a disservice to Arthur Weasley, who was still in the Ministry of Magic, and a disservice to Harry Potter, he wasn't doing just fine.

Don't forget, Dumbledore is the headmaster, he has an unusual relationship with Hagrid, do you think he will fire Hagrid for an unrealistic newspaper?

Moreover, Hagrid has been a forestry guard for decades. It can be said that the Hogwarts students in the past few decades know him well, and they can all testify to Hagrid. "

"This..." Draco opened his mouth, feeling speechless.

Harry and Ron exchanged glances and gave Draco a defiant look.

"Someone's idea may not be realized."

"Just have fun in your heart!" Draco said with contempt on his face, "At least you don't have to face the disgusting snails."

The two looked at each other and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Although he didn't want to admit it, what Draco said was the truth, if he had to choose between a unicorn and a snail, he would choose the former as long as his brain didn't twitch.

......

Hagrid was so devastated by the paper that he locked himself in his room without seeing anyone for half a month.

It was not until the end of January that Dumbledore decided to teach again under repeated persuasion and comfort.

After Hagrid came back, he didn't let the students feed the snails, but continued to talk about unicorns following Professor Graplan's class.

As a woodland warden, he knew as much about unicorns as anyone else.

When the two pure golden juvenile unicorns were drawn in front of everyone, almost all the students could not hide their excitement and joy.

"Ahem! Cubs are easier to spot than adult unicorns, they will turn silver around the age of two, start growing horns at the age of four, and turn pure white when they become adults.

In addition, the cub has no defensive psychology and will not be disgusted with boys.

You can come and pat them if you like or just order sugar cubes. "

For a while, everyone was watching the cubs with great interest. The girls were very excited, and the boys were also deeply attracted by their cute appearance.

Abe snorted lightly, and turned his face away in dissatisfaction.

Aaron patted it on the head dumbfounded, knowing that it was upset that it was being compared to two unicorn cubs.

"You are a holy dragon, you will definitely beat them with spread your wings, but it's not time for you to be exposed yet."

Hearing this, Abe nodded slowly, looked at the two unicorns with disdain, and decided not to have the same knowledge as them.

Time passed day by day, and soon it was mid-February.

The progress on Harry's side was not smooth. He, Ron and Hermione searched the library for a way to let him breathe underwater for an hour whenever he had time.

But they searched all the magic books related to water, but found nothing.

Hermione also asked Professor McGonagall for a note for the Restricted Section, but even those ancient spells didn't involve breathing underwater.

"There must be a way, there must be." Hermione kept cheering herself up. The stack of magic books beside her was more than one meter high, but she kept flipping through the books.

"We weren't so serious when we were looking for Nicole Flamel." Ron yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Hermione, although I don't want to say this, there may not be all the problems in the book Answer."

"But the answer to the second item must be found in the book." Hermione said very seriously, "They can't design a game that can't be passed.

You also see that Krum has been practicing diving these days, there must be some magic that can help him. "

"He's Durmstrang's student!" Ron said speechlessly, "Karkaroff is unconditionally partial to him, maybe he taught Durmstrang's advanced magic to him.

The same goes for Fleur, Maxim must have taught her Beauxbaton's special magic. "

"What about Cedric?" Hermione asked back, "Dumbledore didn't teach him, did he?"

"But his dad is the Director of the Department of Magical Creatures Regulation and Control of the Ministry of Magic, and he knows a lot of magic."

"Indeed, I have almost no advantage over them." Harry said bitterly.

"You can ask someone for help!" Ron said meaningfully, "Didn't Professor Moody give you an idea once?"

"No!" Harry shook his head, "I asked Professor McGonagall, and she said that the Triwizard Tournament cannot ask other people for help, everything can only be done by the warrior himself.

Whether Professor Moody will help me the second time I don't know, but I know he can't cast me a spell before the game. "

"Actually, there is no other way." Ron hesitated and pointed to Aaron who was leaning against the corner to write and draw.

"This...isn't appropriate!" Hermione said with a look of embarrassment, "We still have time, and we won't be at the end of our rope."

"How much time? Two days?" Ron said speechlessly, "Cedric is the only one who can help Harry breathe underwater at this time."

"Don't mention Cedric to me," Harry said coldly.

"You understand the situation, we have no other choice, we can't just watch Harry fall into the lake and drown!"

Hermione still hesitated, and Ron continued: "We don't want him to help Harry directly, we just ask him how to do it, and let's run the head office ourselves for the rest!"

"Let me ask!" Harry sighed, then walked up to Aaron cautiously.

"That... this..." Harry hesitated and didn't know how to speak. After all, he asked him for help whenever he needed help.

Aaron couldn't help raising his eyebrows looking at Harry Potter, who couldn't speak well, and then turned his gaze to Hermione and Ron. Seeing the stacked books beside them, he seemed to understand Why did Harry look for him.

"Alas! Don't tell me you're not ready for the second event."

Chapter 382 Gill Grass, Dobby's Aid

"Not really ready." Harry said shyly.

Aaron couldn't believe it. He had revealed the clue to Harry on Christmas Day, and it had been almost two months before he was ready.

"Okay! I shouldn't have expected anything from you.

Honestly, where did it go?

Is it because I'm not sure about fighting the giant squid, or I don't know how to deal with Grindylow, or I don't know how to find those mermaids? "

Hearing this, Harry swallowed hard, his face turned slightly pale.

He was only thinking about how to breathe underwater, but ignored the horrible creatures in the black lake.

"Uh...I want to know how to breathe underwater."

Aaron froze for a moment, and looked at Harry with surprise, "Didn't you, you didn't even handle the first step?"

"I've tried my best. We've searched all the books about water in the library, but we still can't find anything." Harry explained anxiously. "Breathing underwater is simply impossible for our fourth graders."

"Speak more carefully, I am also in the fourth grade."

"You are an exception." Harry added hastily, "Now you are the only one who can help me."

Aaron rolled his eyes, and he swore that if it wasn't because Adrian didn't want any big accidents in the Triwizard Tournament, he would definitely turn around and leave.

"Bubble head spell, this spell can create a big bubble around the head, which can isolate the dirty air, and can also be used for underwater breathing, which barely lasts for an hour.

Cedric and Fleur were going to use this spell. "Aaron said, and then changed the topic, "But you don't have to think about this kind, there are not many senior wizards who have mastered the Bubble Curse. "

"Then is there another way?"

"Of course, but..." Aaron looked at Harry suspiciously, "There are less than two days left, are you sure there is still time to learn magic?"

"You won't let me prepare for scuba too, will you?"

"Not at all, not at all.

There is such a plant called gill sac grass, if you eat it, you will grow fish gills, and your limbs will become flippers, allowing you to move freely underwater for more than an hour. "

Harry was overjoyed immediately, gill grass sounded much more reliable than a spell.

Not only can you breathe underwater, but your hands and feet will also become the most beneficial tools, and you can save the magic power of using the water bubble spell, and directly beat other warriors on the starting line by a large margin!

"Where can I find this herb?"

"Mediterranean." Aaron said half-jokingly.

"What?" Harry's enthusiasm was poured cold water on him, "There will be a competition the day after tomorrow, and the Mediterranean Sea is so far away that it's too late to make a round trip.

Doesn't Hogwarts have this herb?If it is further away, it will be Hogsmeade, and I really can't do anything outside these two ranges. "

"So you are quite lucky." Aaron said with a meaningful smile, "Hogwarts happens to have gill grass, and he is in a certain professor's private storage room."

Harry froze for a moment, then clapped his hands and said, "Professor Sprout, I should have thought of that earlier.

The botanical garden at Hogwarts is hers, and the gills are definitely in her hands. She will definitely give this herb to Cedric, so that he can gain a greater advantage in the Triwizard Tournament. "

"As expected of Harry Potter." Aaron gave a thumbs up directly, "Perhaps you are right, in addition to Professor Snape, Professor Sprout may also have this extremely precious herb."

Rumble!

Harry felt a thunderbolt in his heart, and a sense of despair hung over his head.

If the gill grass is in the hands of Professor Sprout, although it is difficult, it is not hopeless.

He revealed the content of the first project to Cedric, which made the Hufflepuff champion owe him a favor, even if he wanted to return the favor, Cedric would have to do him this favor?

As for whether being a villain would affect his character, he no longer cared.

Ever since Cedric robbed him of his dance partner (although he probably didn't know he was interested in Cho Chang), their relationship had unilaterally dropped to a freezing point.

But if the gill grass was in Snape's hands, it would not be so difficult.

At least being a villain is definitely not enough, only being ruthless can have a chance.

Harry forced a smile, "Is there any other way besides these two?"

"Well... Viktor Krum has been practicing diving these days. I speculate that he should have mastered a kind of transfiguration, but it won't be Animagus. You can ask him. "

"Hehe! Can you tell me one that is suitable for a fourth-year wizard like me?"

"Uh...that's a bit difficult." Aaron touched his chin and said, "At the moment, the gill grass is the most suitable for you, but I'm sure I won't embarrass Professor Snape because of you."

"Really?" said Harry in a dull voice, "Thanks for telling me anyway."

"You're welcome." Aaron waved his hand, "You can try to find other people, Moody, Hagrid and even all the Gryffindors, they are willing to help you."

"Understood." Harry nodded listlessly, turned and walked towards Ron and Hermione.

Aaron didn't want to help when he saw that he looked unloved. He was not Harry Potter's nanny, and it was already the best of humanity to remind him at this point.

"How's it going?" Ron asked eagerly.

Harry shook his head silently, "Let's find out if there is any other way in the book?"

"Didn't he tell you?" Hermione frowned slightly, "It shouldn't be!"

"No, he did, and even made it very clear." Harry said bitterly, "There is a spell called the Bubble Curse, but I can't learn it in two days, a herb called Gill Grass, eaten Gills and flippers can grow down there, but the herb is in Snape's hands."

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, they would rather believe that Harry could learn the Bubble Curse in two days than that Snape would give him the gill grass.

......

In the following time, the three of Harry spent themselves in the library.

They kept flipping through various magic books from early morning to afternoon, and they desperately wanted to find a third way to breathe underwater.

The pressure on Harry was even greater, because the difficulty of the second project was dealing with underwater creatures in addition to underwater breathing, but he dared not tell the two of them, because underwater breathing alone would drive them crazy up.

The next day, they repeated the operation of the first day, but received a note of despair in addition to disappointment.

Because Professor McGonagall sent brothers George and Fred to call Ron and Hermione to the office. The reason is unclear, but they tacitly believe that the Triwizard Tournament is a test of the warrior's ability, and others cannot help.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Mrs. Pince closed the library and kicked them out.

Harry's heart was getting heavier, and he was about to put on the invisibility cloak and go to the library when he returned to the common room, but before he could move, Dobby suddenly appeared by his bedside.

"Dobby, what are you doing here?