The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

The black lake was so frozen that it looked like a mirror.

It is said that there is a friendly giant squid living below, and when the little wizard falls into the water, he will use his long tentacles to lift people to the shore.

There is also a whole tribe of mermaids in the Black Lake. Mermaids are intelligent humanoid magical creatures with a long history and rule the aquatic animals under the lake.

Loren crossed the snow-covered lawn and came to the edge of the black lake, looking at the lake with joy.

I threw away the snow layer on the lake with my feet and kicked them hard, but there was no movement at all.

Okay, the ice is about 1 meter thick, and it's covered with snow, so we'll definitely be able to catch fish.

The ice layer is thick and the ice is still covered with snow, so the fish below may be starved of oxygen. If you make an opening in the ice at this time, the fish will gather in this direction, and there must be an opening.

Loren felt that he should go further in, as it was not easy to see ice on the shore.

He used the deformation technique to rub some non-slip teeth on the soles of his shoes, and Loren walked in with one foot deep and one shallow. The thickness of the ice layer was absolutely solid, so there was no need to worry about the ice cracking and him falling down to make a nest.

Loren began to choose a suitable fishing spot on the ice. He had a good idea in mind. He usually chose a sunny place on the north shore. He used the color of the ice to infer the underwater situation. The depth of the water was blue, and the places with many aquatic plants were also greenish-brown. There are generally more fish in this kind of place.

After searching for more than half an hour, I finally chose a place.

"[Thunderbolt Piercing]"

For some reason, Loren always has the urge to cast a spell on the lake.

boom!

A disk-sized hole exploded in the lake surface, and the lake water gushes out from below, dispersing the blackness near the entrance of the hole.

He looked at the hole and nodded with satisfaction. When he dug a hole in the ice, oxygen would melt under the water. When the fish noticed it, they would gather here. He would definitely have gained a lot today.

Take out some carrots, bread, and chicken legs from the food box, tear them into pieces, knead them, and sprinkle them into the ice hole.

Attracting oxygen, creating a nest with food, and using both meat and vegetables, Loren simply couldn't imagine how amazing today's fish catch would be.

Use the flying spell to summon the stones on the lakeside, and create a deck chair, windshield, fishing rod, fish bucket... With all the equipment, put the chicken leg on the fishhook and start the first shot easily.

Loren sighed, "Transfiguration is really good news for the fisherman."

Lying on the deck chair, covered with a warm fur blanket, Loren stared at the float on the ice cave, waiting for the day to get off to a good start.

Near noon, the sun shines from the clouds and shines on people's skin, giving them a slight warmth that is very comfortable.

Loren squinted his eyes and felt it carefully. The sun was warm and there was no wind. It was a perfect fishing weather.

The warm light shone on his body, and Loren unconsciously became lazy. In such weather, it was not bad to sleep. The float in Loren's eyes gradually became blurred.

"Loren! Loren!"

Ron's voice came from behind.

Loren suddenly woke up, ignored Ron behind him, and quickly picked up his fishing rod to check the situation. The bait on the hook had disappeared.

Heartache, in short, very heartache, accidentally fell asleep and missed the first shot.

Behind him, Ron led a Hufflepuff boy, staggering across the ice and walking to Loren's side.

"Loren, what are you doing here?" Ron stared at the fishing rod in front of Loren's chair curiously.

"fishing."

As Loren spoke, he reattached the lower hook of the fish. This time it will definitely work, "What do you want from me?"

"Fishing?" The Hufflepuff boy next to him looked at the fishing rod curiously. He quickly understood the working principle of the pole and asked, "Why not use a pulling spell?"

The pull spell can emit a stretchable magic light rope at the tip of the spell to pull distant objects to the location specified by the caster.

"You are still young and don't understand that everything does not rely on magic." Loren said in a leisurely tone. It is a good thing if there are fish to eat the bait. There will be no air force today.

"What do you want from me?"

Ron took over, "This is Rolf Scamander from Hufflepuff. He's asking you about frozen pears."

This is normal. Several Hufflepuff students have asked how to do this in the past few days.

Loren looked at the little boy with naturally curly dark blond hair next to him and said, "Rolfe, nice to meet you."

The few people started chatting quickly. Rolf and Ron were also interested in fishing. Loren conjured up two deck chairs to entertain them.

In this way, the three of them were lying on the ice, chatting, and waiting for Loren's fish to bite.

Rolf Scamander was very familiar with some magical animals. He talked about the black lake where in addition to ordinary fish, there were also dark magical creatures like Grindylow.

Speaking of this, Rolf suddenly stopped, as if he remembered something, and looked at Loren with a strange expression, as if he had something to say but couldn't say.

"I would like to ask how long you have been fishing here?" Rolf asked tentatively.

"It's been all morning. I just fell asleep and I didn't pull the fish up when it took the bait. It's okay, there will be fish soon." Loren was very confident. In such an environment and with such equipment, the air force would be impossible.

"Your bait may have been eaten by Grindylow." Rolf finally told Loren the sad news.

Grindylows are mindless, ferocious dark magical creatures that murlocs tame as pets. This creature has a green body, green teeth, horns on its head, and most importantly, Grindylow has very long fingers.

The bait was probably removed and eaten by Grindillo with his hands, and Loren never caught the fish.

"No way." Loren's face paled when he heard this, and he quickly pulled up the fishhook to check. Sure enough, the bait on the hook was gone.

Loren closed her eyes in despair, unable to bear to look any more.

Unexpectedly, I had the right time, place and people in my hands. As a result, the fish in the Black Lake were lazy and took the bait with their hands. How could I catch it?

"Haha, hahahaha!"

Ron wanted to endure it for a while at first, but the more he endured, the more he wanted to laugh. Later, he laughed wildly, "You might as well play chess with me in the castle."

"What do you know? This is the fish's problem, not my problem."

"The local fish are so unruly. I make a nest and lay bait, but they take the bait. Isn't this natural?"

"Fishing is a kind of leisure, and it doesn't matter whether you get something or not."

Loren's eyes were confused and he was talking nonsense.

What followed was "The Air Force is impossible to be the Air Force, it's already here..."

Loren's eyes began to wander around the Black Lake, and he must take something with him.

"I can help you prepare fish food, fish food that Grindylow hates but that ordinary fish will eat."

Rolf's words stabilized Loren's Taoist heart.

Loren stared at Rolf. Even in the sunlight, he could still see the small curly hair on the Hufflepuff's head shining.

The atmosphere was harmonious again, Loren stopped fishing, and planned to put away the blanket and dinner plate and go home.

Put the pebbles here to mark a good fishing position, and wait until the fish food is adjusted tomorrow before fighting again.

On the way back to the castle, they learned during the conversation that Rolf was the grandson of Newt Scamander, and that Newt was the author of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" on the first grade book list.

The Scamander family has a long history, and Rolf is very interested in this aspect, so he understands the characteristics of Grindylow and can help Loren prepare fish food.

[ps: Rolf Scamander was born in 1980. He and Harry were in the same grade. This is not my second creation. Perhaps because Rowling wrote the Fantastic Beasts stories later, this person was not mentioned in the original Harry Potter novels.

In addition, the pulling spell sounds very fake, but it is not my second creation. This spell really exists in official materials.

Finally, why is this paragraph not included in the writer's talk? Because I want to improve the word count. Hehehe. 】