Harry Potter Reborn

Soon, it will be the second competition date.

Hermione couldn't help but become anxious when she saw that although Harry knew about the competition, he didn't find any way to keep him underwater for an hour.

So she took the initiative to find a spell that could help Harry breathe underwater for one hour.

"Forgotten Ancient Magic and Spells", "Weird Magical Puzzles and Their Solutions", "Crazy Magic of Weird Wizards", "A Guide to Medieval Witchcraft", "Selected Spells of the Eighteenth Century", "Under the Sea"

Scary Animals", "The powers you didn't know you had, and how to use them once you know them"...

But nothing.

"Why is it not there? Did the professors mention it in class? It seems not."

"How about using a Muggle submersible? That should be considered a violation."

"Become an Animagus that can survive underwater? That's even more impossible. It will take at least half a year to prepare..."

At first, when Harry saw Hermione starting to read like crazy again, he thought she had discovered something interesting and was eager to find answers, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Later, seeing that Hermione was already troubled by this, she had to intervene.

"Hermione, you have read so many books recently, what are you looking for?" Harry asked.

Hermione rolled her eyes at Harry angrily and said, "Of course I'll help you find a way to breathe underwater."

Harry said dumbfounded: "That's it. Do you think I can't do anything? You've really wasted your efforts."

Hermione suddenly became very energetic, and she said: "What can I do? I have searched so many books, but I can't find it. Is it a dehydration spell? You have to drain the entire lake? But that requires a lot of magic power.

ah."

Harry said: "What the hell is this dehydration spell... Hey, it seems like a good idea. Forget it, isn't it just helping other people in vain?"

"The method is very simple, just walk on."

"How to go on?" Hermione wanted to hear more details.

Harry held Hermione's shoulders, asked her to stand up, and said: "It's only a week anyway, you won't know by then. Look at what time it is now, go back to bed quickly, Zhang Qiu is still waiting in bed

Looking at you, bah... why are these words so wrong?"

"Okay." Hermione returned to the bedroom unwillingly.

…

The evening before the second project, Harry, Hermione, and Astorilia were at the Gryffindor table.

Astoria stroked the little cutie's body, and the little cutie curled up and snored sweetly.

The surrounding students, especially the girls, looked at Harry eagerly, looking forward to his wonderful performance tomorrow. They were full of confidence in Harry Potter.

No one paid attention to Cedric Diggory of Hufflepuff. The way he passed the game last time made many people disappointed with him.

This is a game for warriors. Why are you, a timid turtle like you, participating? This is the truest thought in many people’s minds.

Cedric Diggory looked at Harry with a gloomy face: "Smile, smile happily, you must get first place, otherwise you will be sorry for the gift I prepared for you."

Professor McGonagall came over.

She looked at Astoria, then at Hermione, and said with a serious face: "Miss Greengrass, you need to come to the office. I have something to tell you."

It's started, it's started.

But Harry didn't expect it to be Astoria. He thought he would choose between Cho Chang and Hermione.

"Brother, I'm leaving..." Astoria waved her hands reluctantly and followed Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall also called away several other students.

The little cutie had no one to masturbate anymore. She opened her eyes slightly, jumped onto Harry's lap, and lay down again.

Hermione asked: "What did you say Principal McGonagall called them for?"

Harry said: "Apart from tomorrow's game, is there any other possibility?"

Hermione said in surprise: "You mean... these people are the "most beloved things" that you warriors are looking for?"

Harry said: "It's quite funny."

At night.

Harry was lonely and helpless.

He has become more and more accustomed to sleeping with a fragrant and soft pillow, and now he can't sleep without Astoria.

So Harry walked into Hermione and Cho Chang's room.

So Harry walked into Hermione and Cho Chang's room.

So Harry walked into Hermione and Cho Chang's room.

"Qiu Zhang, Hermione, I'm afraid I'm suffering from insomnia, why don't we find something to do?" Harry said distressedly.

Zhang Qiu and Hermione huddled at the foot of the bed, hugging each other shivering: "You, don't come over..."

Harry smiled "hehe" and threw the two girls onto the bed.

"Yeah!!!" the cry cut through the night.

…

February 24, 1994.

In the early morning, Harry got up and got dressed under the urging of Zhang Qiu and Hermione.

"Why are you so anxious? The game doesn't start until half past nine." Harry said, "It's only eight o'clock now."

Hermione said: "Don't you want to rescue Astoria as soon as possible? If she knew that her most beloved brother had this attitude, she would be very sad to death."

Zhang Qiu also said worriedly: "That is a cold lake, Astoria will be very uncomfortable there."

Harry said: "Don't worry, I put a lot of protective spells on Astoria yesterday, including protective spells, drying spells, constant temperature spells..."

But despite saying this, Harry quickly got dressed.

In the living room, a hint of shyness appeared on Helena's classic appearance, and she said: "Master, Madam, breakfast is ready for you."

Zhang Qiu glared at Harry: "What are you asking Helena to do?"

Harry nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that this maid had been completely tamed.

…

After breakfast.

At nine-twenty, Harry walked down the stairs calmly and rushed to the foyer.

Everyone in the foyer had just finished breakfast and was going out through the two oak doors to view the second project.

It was sunny and cold outside. Harry walked down the lawn and saw that the seats that surrounded the Fire Dragon Field in November last year were now lined up on the other side of the lake.

You can see waving flags, cheering shouts and long reflections in the lake below from a distance.

Harry walked around the lake and walked towards the judges, who were sitting at another table on the lakeshore covered with a golden tablecloth.

Viktor Krum, Fleur Delacour, Cedric Diggory, Polyarco Brown and Vincent Piccolo are standing next to the referee.

Judging from their faces, except for Cedric Diggory who was a little confident.

Viktor Krum and Fleur Delacour, two warriors who performed reasonably well in the last competition, looked almost worse than Poliarch Brown and Vincent Piccolo.

The chicken is ugly.

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