The Gryffindors exclaimed.

Fred and George took the lead in cursing and protesting against the "black whistle". Originally, they didn't think it was a big deal, just a group of mermaids, and Harry could deal with it easily.

But from what Ludo said, it seemed that there was no battle with the mermaids in this match - the sudden accident disrupted the rhythm of the Hogwarts warriors.

This will waste his time!

Ludo wiped the sweat off his forehead, sat down, and said to Dumbledore: "Should we talk to the fish-man now? Maybe we can wait until the game is over before joking?"

His expression turned a little ugly.

Karkaroff spoke impatiently: "Mr. Bagman, I know you prefer Potter, but don't forget your current identity. You are the referee."

"I think I should be the last one to be reminded by you." Ludo turned around and retorted unceremoniously.

Karkaroff scowled, "I have always been fair."

Maxim sneered: "Although Karkaroff just told a very interesting joke, I think it is wrong to interfere with the normal progress of the game."

"This is the Triwizard Tournament, not some game of house."

"This situation is indeed unexpected. Mr. Potter has some bad luck. But this is the Triwizard Tournament, which is always full of surprises. Warriors should not be afraid of anything, but should face all tests with strength and then achieve success..."

She was talking.

On the curtain, something unexpected happened to the piece belonging to Furong.

Veela is not a water-loving bird, and the Black Lake is quieter and deeper than ordinary lakes, so she felt very uncomfortable underwater.

And now it is in even greater trouble.

Ludo stood up and said, "Oh my God! Our warrior encountered the first difficulty ten minutes after entering the water."

"It's Miss Delacour of Beauxbatons!"

"Too bad, she's been entangled by a grindylow. The water monster sneaks up from the water plants and grabs her ankle. Let's see how she responds?"

"Sleeping spell!"

"Ahaha, I'm afraid this wouldn't be a good choice."

"Sure enough, the spell went astray. Wait... Miss Delacour hasn't discovered Grindylow yet?"

"Although Grindelwald is a very dangerous creature underwater, it is only within the scope of study for third and fourth graders. This shouldn't be..."

Ms. Maxime's face turned grim.

Ludo's voice became more excited: "Miss Delacour is in more danger than we thought, the second Grindylow."

"The bubble head curse is broken, can she fix it?"

“No…”

"The wizards from the Ministry of Magic have taken action. According to their assessment, Miss Delacour is no longer eligible to continue the competition."

"It's a shame. It's hard to imagine that the first warrior to be disqualified from the game would appear so soon."

"We can only say sorry for Miss Delacour. She is very good, but maybe she just has bad luck."

"Met...Oh, Grindylow is an expected test in the second round."

The Ravenclaws cheered, mostly from the little witches.

They had long disliked Fleur. Since her arrival, at least twenty couples had broken up at Hogwarts.

Madame Maxime's face turned livid.

Before she had the chance to see the joke of Hogwarts, she became the joke in the blink of an eye.

A much bigger joke than being besieged by mermen.

Fleur was quickly rescued by wizards from the Ministry of Magic. After spitting out some water, she regained consciousness. The first thing she did after waking up was to eagerly go back into the water.

But there was no need for the wizards from the Ministry of Magic to stop her, she had no strength left and fell back into the mud before she could get up. After trying several times, she could only cover her face and cry.

Most of the audience was focused on Harry's curtain.

The mermaids didn't want to hurt Harry, they just wanted to play a joke on this familiar little wizard.

But at the first sight, they were tied up by the water plants formed by the Transfiguration Spell.

Harry flew to the merman who had attacked him first and waved his wand, revealing the words: "Hello?"

“I’m not okay at all,” the mermaid gritted her teeth.

"How about giving you a surprise?" Another line of text appeared in front of it.

The mermaid's face and voice became panicked: "What are you going to do?"

"Wait, you can't do that!"

Harry smiled politely at it and waved his wand.

Clear water like a spring!

The rushing water gushed out from under the mermaid's body, pushing it and wrapping it around. It rose rapidly and in the blink of an eye it jumped out of the water, gushing high like a fountain.

The mermaid let out a piercing scream.

Dumbledore had a strange look on his face. He could speak Merman language and understood what the scream meant. It was a few words including Harry's name, starting with "C" and "F".

Harry flew towards the mermaid tribe.

These underwater creatures are more social than any other magical humanoids and almost have their own civilization.

A complete village with a "stonemason's shop", a "clothing store" and even a bar. It is hard to imagine how creatures like mermaids drink water underwater.

In the center of the village is a small square with a huge statue of a mermaid holding a thick trident in its hand. Its face looks different from that of a mermaid and is more like a human.

There were three people tied to the mermaid's tail.

There was a peaceful magical aura flowing around them, a spell cast by Dumbledore to protect their safety underwater, and the two girls even had a spell cast on them to keep them waterproof and warm.

At the end of February, the weather turned warmer, but it was still bitterly cold underwater.

Harry waved his wand.

The Cutting Spell accurately cut off the ropes on Hermione. He hugged her and nodded to the mermaids. The mermaid who had just landed looked at Harry and couldn't help shivering.

After hesitating for a long time, he spat at Harry viciously, then ran away in a hurry and hid behind a house.

Harry raised his wrist and checked the time.

It’s nine fifty-five, there’s still plenty of time.

When he brought Hermione back to the shore, he found that there was another person on the shore besides himself - Fleur had come out before him, wrapped in a blanket and crying with her head in her hands, looking aggrieved.

Harry waved his wand, waking Hermione, and dried himself.

Madam Pomfrey, who was holding two blankets, paused, waved her wand to put the blankets back, brought out two cups of hot cocoa and walked over to the two of them.

Ludo was excited. He took out another Weasley firework from his pocket and lit it. A silver griffin circled in the air and said, "The first warrior who successfully rescued his baby has been born!"

"Harry Potter from Hogwarts!"

"It only takes time..."

He looked down at the time on his watch. "It only took 29 minutes and 52 seconds! Amazing result! He didn't even take half an hour!"

“It exceeded our expectations for the Warriors and even cut the time limit by more than half.”

"And our only remaining warriors who are still in the game are now searching aimlessly."

Maxim and Karkaroff gnashed their teeth together.

Fleur, who was sitting in the mud, raised her head. She looked at Harry, staggered to her feet and ran over: "Potter, have you seen my sister? Gabrielle, a little girl."

Harry nodded, "Of course. What happened to you? Did you withdraw from the competition?"

Furong clenched her fists, her face filled with shame. "I couldn't handle Grindelwald. I was dragged by him and passed out in the water."

Hermione looked at her in surprise.

And that’s just third grade content!

"Don't worry, your sister is fine. Dumbledore cast the spell on her." Harry said softly, "And one hour is just a limit for us. No matter how stupid the Ministry of Magic is, they can't be so stupid as to use human lives as bargaining chips in the game."

Furong took a deep breath.

Harry paused, then hesitantly changed his words: "Not necessarily. The Ministry of Magic always manages to break my limits time and time again. Maybe they can..."

Hermione pushed him angrily: "Harry, don't scare Miss Delacour."

Fleur's face turned pale. "Harry, can I ask you to rescue my sister? Even if the Ministry of Magic is not that stupid, it is still underwater..."

Harry studied Fleur, thoughtfully.

Hermione's expression didn't change, she even looked a little helpless, and sighed softly.

"Of course I have no problem with that, but Miss Delacour, this should be considered a commission, right?" Harry looked at her.

Furong nodded blankly.

"So are you ready to pay?" Harry asked softly.

Fleur looked at him in shock, then glanced at Hermione blankly, not understanding why Miss Granger, who would usually get angry, could still stand there so calmly at this moment.

She took a deep breath, bit her lip, and said awkwardly: "If Miss Granger doesn't mind, of course I didn't..."

"What are you thinking?" Hermione interrupted her expressionlessly, "It's not that good. Harry has other intentions. He may be planning to ask you for some Veela materials."

Harry nodded, "Yes, how about preparing some magical materials from the Veela for me?"

Fleur looked at Harry in shock.

"What's the matter?" Harry said patiently, "It's a psychological disorder. As a veela, I feel bad..."

Fleur interrupted him, "No, of course it's fine. Hair, nails, beak, even blood is fine."

"Now hurry up and rescue my sister."

Harry agreed and said to Hermione, "Wait for me a moment."

Just before the Ministry officials could stop him, he dove back into the Black Lake.

Ludo, who was still explaining Krum's situation, was stunned: "Mr. Potter has entered the water again. Just now we saw him talking to another warrior, Miss Delacour. This time he should be going into the water to rescue Miss Delacour's treasure."

“What a noble quality.”

Madame Maxime glanced away - good, the joke got even bigger.

Karkaroff slammed the table angrily: "He is violating the rules!"

"What if he goes down to interfere with Krum? That's not fair. Points will be deducted! It's better to just disqualify him from the competition!"

His concerns are justified.

But when it comes to Harry, it doesn't make sense, and even Maxim doesn't agree with his point of view.