Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

Draco, as well as several students in the castle, disappeared inexplicably one night.

But this didn’t attract much attention.

Even if they have worried friends, professors don’t mind telling the truth.

“Professor, does my sister hate me?” The little girl Gabriel, whom I hadn’t seen for a while, looked at Tver with a melancholy expression like a little adult.

It is now nine o’clock in the morning. After breakfast, everyone rushes to the Black Lake one after another. Just like the previous competition event, there are also rows of viewing seats arranged there.

There was still half an hour before the game, and the place was already crowded with laughing students and some parents joining in the fun.

As for Gabrielle, she seemed to be resentful that her sister Fleur’s most beloved baby was not her, so she took the opportunity to seek comfort from Tver.

It was also a rare leisure time for her without being disciplined by her sister.

“This is not an easy thing. Even if Dumbledore will ensure the safety of the hostages, there will still be dangers in the unknown underwater situation.”

Otherwise, so many people wouldn’t have died before the Triwizard Tournament…

“So,” Tver touched her little head comfortingly, “your sister just didn’t want you to fall into a dangerous situation, so she didn’t choose you to be that hostage.”

Although he knew that except for himself, the other warriors did not realize that there would be hostages, and they could not decide who the hostages would be.

But comforting people is already within easy reach for Tver.

“Do you still have time to talk to the little girl here?”

Sirius didn’t know when he came down from the stands and came to the referee’s box, which was the starting point for the warriors to enter the water. He looked around anxiously for something.

“The game will start in less than ten minutes, but Harry is nowhere to be found. Can’t you care about your students?”

Looking at Sirius’s expression, Tver laughed happily.

From this point on, he seemed to have adapted to, and even started to enjoy, being Harry’s godfather.

“Don’t worry,” Turville said soothingly before he was irritated by his own smile, “even if Harry is really late, Dumbledore won’t mind waiting.”

“What’s more,” Tver turned around and looked at the path leading from the castle to the Black Lake, “Well, isn’t that Harry?”

At this time, Harry was still wearing a school uniform and robe, and he was running towards here in a hurry.

“Why did you come so late? Did you encounter any trouble?” Sirius grabbed Harry’s arm so that he could rest against himself for a while.

“Thank you.” Harry took several deep breaths to calm down his heart that was pounding due to strenuous exercise.

“I…I overslept…”

“…” Sirius looked at Harry helplessly, “No wonder you didn’t even put on your swimsuit.”

He pointed to the three Victors on the other side. Under their robes, they all changed into swimsuits that were more suitable for activities in the water.

“But since you can sleep so peacefully, you must be well prepared to solve the game later, right?”

Seeing Sirius’s expression more confident than his own, Harry touched the bulge in his pocket and nodded reluctantly.

“I wonder what method you used? Is it the transformation technique I suggested, or the head soaking spell?”

Sirius glanced at Turville warily, and wanted to pull Harry to hide in a corner to whisper.

But Barty Crouch blew the whistle at this time, announcing that the game was about to begin.

“Hurry back to the stands,” Tver said as he put Gabrielle into Sirius’s hand, “Help me take care of Fleur’s sister.”

After seeing off the reluctant parents, Tver and Harry walked to the referee’s seat…

Wait, it was Barty Crouch who just blew the whistle?

There were still three principals sitting on the referee’s bench, but Percy replaced Bagman, and Cynthia ended her task of replacing Barty.

Tver watched in surprise as Barty nodded calmly to him. It took him a while to confirm that it was the real Barty, not someone else pretending to be one, and not controlled by the Imperius Curse!

However, this occasion was not suitable for chatting, so the two of them did not say anything. Tver followed the instructions and came to the platform beside the Black Lake.

“I think you already know the events of the competition from the golden egg. We took away your most beloved baby, and you only have one and only one hour to take it back and return to this stand.”

“The time of use and performance in the Black Lake will have a decisive effect on your score, so please be sure to deal with various dangers in the Black Lake concisely and effectively.”

Compared to Ludo·

Bagman, or Ludo Bagman, whom his teacher imitated, Barty’s introduction seemed a bit long-winded.

So when he realized that Viktor and the others had taken off their robes, revealing the swimsuits underneath, and were staring impatiently at the unfathomable water of the lake, Barty ended his opening remarks simply.

“Then, three-two-one-game begins!” He whistled loudly and quickly.

Viktor immediately pointed his wand at the upper half of his body. His face suddenly became sharp, and his nose quickly lengthened, gradually extending to the top of his head.

shark!

In five seconds, he transformed a third of his body into a shark-like head.

But it is only one-third. After all, Tver has emphasized the dangers of human body deformation many times, especially wizards who study deformation more deeply, the more aware they are of this.

But Cedric’s method is much safer and more effective.

He cast a rare head bubble spell, creating a large transparent bubble and enveloping his head inside.

The only problem is that if the oxygen inside is used up, the bubble will become more deadly…

However, Tver did not see that Furong had used any magic, so he simply made a standard entry into the water posture and plopped into the black lake first.

However, he keenly noticed that the moment it entered the water, Fleur’s face suddenly became a bit sharp, not like Victor’s shark head, but more like a bird’s beak.

And her body also became smoother, like a fish throwing away the water splashing around her.

In one or two breaths, she fled far away.

Seeing this, Viktor and Cedric jumped into the lake not to be outdone, leaving only Tver who was observing them with interest, and Harry who was looking at the rubber-like gillweed in his hand with some hesitation.

“Gillweed, it’s a good idea, but the taste and feeling are not very pleasant.” Tver praised it.

With the professor’s approval and the fact that Cedric had already left him behind, Harry stuffed the gillweed into his mouth without hesitation.

“vomit……”

The greasy feeling of gill grass is like expired pudding. It is disgustingly smooth on the outside, but has a fishy smell on the inside.

Harry retched, but did not notice that his hands had gradually turned into fish fins, and his toes were connected into flippers.

Seeing this, Tver quickly pushed him into the water.

Harry fluttered in the water and looked back at the professor on the shore with some disbelief.

But what he didn’t even know was that he was now as flexible as a real fish in the water.

After his respiratory organs changed from lungs to gills, he would suffocate if he stayed on land for a long time.

“See you at the end.”

Tver smiled and waved at him.