Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Soon, the first week after Christmas is over, and it's Saturday.

In the Gryffindor lounge, Hermione was at a wooden table covered with a scarlet tablecloth, holding her cheeks, flipping through a book of unknown content.

"Hermione, I found out. The second item is related to water. We may go to Black Lake to find something." Harry burst into the lounge like a gust of wind, ran to Hermione, and slapped his hands on the table Make a small sound.

"Where did you get this news? Harry?" Hermione looked up at the boy in front of her, her long brown hair waving with it. The dance was over, and her hair naturally returned to its usual messy state.

It takes too much shampoo to maintain that smooth long hair, and it's too much trouble. Hermione doesn't have time to spend time on these unnecessary things. She is used to maintaining her original looks like.

"I can't tell you, but the news should be true." Harry's eyes dodged a little, and he glanced at the burning fireplace inadvertently, as if he was a little guilty.

"Oh, okay." Hermione stared at Harry suspiciously, but didn't continue to ask about this issue. After all, this was cheating, and the person who disclosed the news to Harry definitely didn't want it. It's understandable that Harry chose to keep it a secret

"So what? Harry, can you swim?" Hermione demanded.

"The deepest water I've ever been in is probably in a bathtub," Harry said. "The Dursleys would be 'gracious' to allow me to take a bath on holiday, and I might be able to get there. Swim back and forth a few times in there.”

"The normal way is that we can give up immediately, Harry, it's too late for you to learn to swim." Hermione immediately made a wise analysis, "You can't swim, it doesn't matter, wizards naturally have a wizard's perspective. Solve the problem, this may be where the Goblet of Fire wants to test you, if you really rely on swimming skills to pass this level, it may actually lower the judge's evaluation of you."

"How about trying scuba? Harry" a male voice broke into their conversation.

It was Ron, who stood by and watched them talk for a while, then moved over a stool and sat down.

"Ron?" Hermione frowned when she saw him, she hadn't spoken to him since the dance partner dispute.

"I don't want to quarrel with you." Seeing Hermione's disgusted expression, he said in a vicious voice: "I just want to help Harry. "

"OK,

I thought so too. "Hermione naturally wouldn't take the initiative to quarrel with him.

"Scuba?" Harry looked very surprised. "That's a good idea." But he said confusedly, "What should we do? Take it to the playing field, so it looks like we already know the game. projects are the same.”

"Aren't you going to use the Flying Charm again? Go to the Muggle town to buy a set first, then put it in the castle, and take it out during the game, Sirius will definitely be happy to help you, you can say it is The gift that Sirius gave you happened to be used here. As long as we practice more before, the game can come in handy." Ron said triumphantly.

"It's a good choice, Harry, what do you think of this method?" Hermione nodded in agreement, but still reserved some opinions.

"Scuba can be a bit bulky and not an optimal solution." Hermione shook her head and said, "If you want to achieve better results, I think Transfiguration is a good choice, in fact, most wizards in life. Problems can be solved with Transfiguration."

Having said this, Hermione sighed: "But, Harry, your transfiguration class doesn't seem to be very good, maybe it's good, but it's not excellent. Besides, transfiguration is itself a fourth-grade student. It was very difficult.”

Harry's face flushed slightly.

"Well, I'll go to the library to check right now. If there is any suitable spell, you should hurry up and find Sirius. It's always good to be more prepared, right?" With that said, Hermione was in a hurry again. He stood up and walked towards the door of the Gryffindor lounge.

Harry and Ron soon found Sirius in Hagrid's original cabin and sought his support. He seemed very cheerful and began to prepare.

In the end, the three of them reunited in the library again. With the help of Sirius, even Professor McGonagall gave them a note, allowing them to go to the forbidden area to check. Vulture-like librarian Mrs. Pince had asked for help - however, nothing had been found that would keep Harry alive to tell his story after an hour underwater.

Hermione suggested that they could go to the possible playing field first, and maybe find some other way to deal with it.

And then, by great coincidence, as they passed Durmstrang's ship, which was moored on the lake, they saw Viktor Krum walking from the cabin to the deck wearing only a pair of swimming trunks. He was indeed extremely thin, but he still seemed to be quite built, and he swiftly climbed to the side of the boat, stretched his arms, and plunged into the water with a thud.

"He's crazy!" said Harry, watching Krum's black head float in the middle of the lake. "It's January, and it must be terribly cold!"

"It's much colder where he came from," said Hermione. "It's still pretty warm for him, I think."

"Yeah, but there's giant squid in the lake," Ron said, but there was no worry in his tone--he sounded like he was hoping for something to happen. Hermione noticed his tone and frowned.

"He's really nice, you know," said Hermione. "He's Durmstrang, but he's not what you think he is. He told me he likes us here better."

Ron was silent, not intending to dwell on the issue.

Hermione said to herself: "This reminds me, Harry, that in addition to thinking about how to keep breathing in the water, we must also find a way to keep out the cold, otherwise the cold lake water will definitely affect your state."

She looked at the large iron-grey and cold lake. Its dark and cold water bottom was as far away as the moon, and her mind seemed to sink to the bottom of the lake with her eyes.

"What would he do in such a situation?" Hermione's heart couldn't help but the shadow of a blond boy.