Divine Thunder Hall Almost Exposed, How to Breathe Underwater

Aaron invited his third dance partner onto the dance floor, and they swayed wildly to the beat of the music.

Hermione is a much better dancer Luna; she can dance very well even without his special guidance.

On the dance floor, men and women danced more and more enthusiastically to the rhythm of the music, and almost no one noticed that Aaron had changed his dance partner, or rather, even if they did notice, they didn't care.

More than two hours later, as the music gradually subsided, they left the dance floor.

While Aaron remained calm and composed, Hermione blushed slightly and kept fanning herself with her hand.

Aren't you hot?

"Return to the body."

"I almost forgot, you are someone who can fight Dragon with just your physical abilities."

How did you train to achieve this level?

"I can't say," Aaron shrugged. "Would you like something to drink?"

"Butterbeer, please!"

Aaron instinctively reached into Abei's pocket, but quickly remembered that his pet wallet and storage had been rented out by the vice principal for a day, so he could only grab two bottles from the beverage cabinet by the wall.

"Thank you!" Hermione took the drink and took a big gulp, feeling much better. "Have you solved the clue about the Golden Egg?"

"It's solved. I know more about you than anyone else, and you wouldn't want to know."

After you go there, tell Harry the first project won't pass the broom test. He needs to prepare as soon as possible, otherwise...

"What else?" Hermione asked curiously.

"I almost forgot, this competition doesn't allow for forfeiting." Aaron chuckled. "I can only say that the later you go, the harder it will be to pass the first event."

Hermione frowned slightly. After completing the First Task, Harry's Golden Egg Golden Egg had been gathering dust in his dorm room, and he hadn't tried to decipher the clues to the egg.

"By the way, everyone else has solved the clues to the Golden Egg and has already started making preparations."

"And you? How are your preparations going?"

"It's definitely better than others," Aaron said, secretly adding to himself, "Who knows what will happen after tomorrow."

"Harry..."

"Go ask Cedric!" Aaron said knowingly. "Harry gave Diggory the First Task, so we should give him a chance to return the favor."

"I'm afraid that won't work." Hermione looked troubled, turned to look at Cedric and Cho Chang who were dancing, and lowered her voice, "I think the last person Harry wants to see right now is Diggory."

"Stubborn to the end, you'll suffer for it." Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly. "He continued: When the Golden Egg is opened, there will be an unusually piercing sound. It's a special kind of singing that can only be heard clearly when it's placed in water."

That's all I can say. The rest of the riddle is up to him to figure out.

"I suspect it's not just him," Hermione said meaningfully, implying that she and Ron would definitely help Harry.

"That's none of my business."

Arriving at the public rest room, Aaron transmitted his memories of the previous night to the Thought Form within the dormitory.

"What do you want me to do?" the Thought Form said helplessly. "Big sister's move is no ordinary underhanded tactic; it's a blatant and open conspiracy!"

"Alas! I'm afraid we'll have to bring out Captain Jack's Compass; it's the best way to break this deadlock."

"I don't deny that you can find two people in the shortest amount of time with the help of that Compass."

"And then, if this magical item is exposed..."

"Let's take it one step at a time!" Aaron. "The only information we have is that we are the only ones who know the true workings of the Compass. Perhaps we can work on that."

A magical item that can reveal a person's thoughts has a tremendous attraction for everyone, unless that magical item has some limitations.

"Understood." The Thought Form clapped its hands. "I'll write the story, and you'll act it out. I guarantee it'll be so smooth that there won't be any flaws."

The Christmas Ball allowed all the students and faculty, and even guests from other magic schools, to expend their excess energy. Afterwards, Hogwarts Castle quieted down, and the students began to work hard on their homework.

After learning how to crack the clues to the Golden Egg, Harry was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.

To keep it a secret, he asked the Prefect for the password to the Prefects' Bathroom on the first day, and carefully carried the Golden Egg inside alone.

Turn on all the taps and fill the bathtub with hot water.

Harry took a deep breath, squatted down in the water, and opened the Golden Egg.

The sharp, piercing sound was gone, replaced by a short folk song...

Did you hear that?

Harry was startled and quickly stood up from the water, even choking for a while.

"Moaning Myrtle? What are you doing here?"

"We came through the pipes," Moaning Myrtle said wistfully. "You haven't come to see me in a long time, especially since the Chamber of Secrets was blocked up."

"That's the girls' restroom; we shouldn't have gone in in the first place."

Wait, you're saying Chamber of Secrets is blocked?

"Yes! It's been blocked for a long time, maybe last year or the year before," Moaning Myrtle said nonchalantly. "Once, when I was drifting down the pipe, I found that I was blocked by a thick wall as soon as I entered."

"It was probably Dumbledore who did it!" Harry pondered. "He's the headmaster, so isn't it only natural for him to seal off Chamber of Secrets?"

"I still feel this is a bit sudden," Moaning Myrtle said unhappily. "The entrance to the Secret Chamber is in my bathroom, but I didn't notice it at all."

"There's nothing strange about that," Harry said with a nonchalant smile. "The White Lord's magic is extraordinary. Perhaps while you were out strolling around, he casually waved his Wand and sealed the Secret Chamber of Secrets."

"But he didn't discuss it with me."

"He's the headmaster. Your washroom, including that Secret Chamber, are Hogwarts property. There's no need to consult you!"

"Perhaps!"

Aaron was unaware that his Divine Thunder Hall had almost been exposed during their conversation, but fortunately Harry's imagination was sharp enough to successfully erase the last remaining flaw.

Can you figure out the clues about this egg?

"If it can't make a sound on land, then it must be underwater," Harry said slowly. "But what's underwater? Giant Squid?"

"There are many kinds, for example, all sorts of... fish, and they don't have a very pleasant way of speaking." Moaning Myrtle said.

"Fish?" Harry's gaze gradually shifted to the wall, where there was a picture of Mermaid fast asleep.

"Is it Mermaid?"

"You took much less time Cedric," Moaning Myrtle praised. "The Mermaid was still awake then, constantly showing off her fins, but he didn't notice."

Harry immediately perked up. "So the first activity is to go to the lake to find Mermaid?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the excitement on his face vanished completely.

The clue has been found, but the problem is he can't limp!

Black Lake is no ordinary deep lake. Mermaid would never live in shallow waters, which means they would have to dive into deep waters, or even to the bottom of the lake.

The song says that he has an hour to find the beloved thing that the Mermaid took away, which means he has to stay underwater for at least an hour, which is simply impossible for him.

Harry left the Prefects' Bathroom in a panic. Putting aside what his beloved possessions had been taken away, the mere thought of breathing underwater was enough to give him a headache for a long time.

After arriving at the public lounge, he shared the clues he had obtained with Ron and Hermione.

"No wonder Aaron said we needed to crack the clues as soon as possible. If we find out too late, I'm doomed," Harry said with a worried look. "Do you guys have any way to let me breathe underwater for an hour?"

"Uh... I haven't seen this spell in any of the books I've read so far," Hermione said. "It's clearly a spell that only upperclassmen can master, or rather, very few upperclassmen can master it."

"Beautiful, it dealt a heavy blow to my confidence."

"How about we try scuba gear?" Ron suggested. "That's Muggle's underwater breathing apparatus."

"Don't you know Summoning Charm? Buy a set beforehand and place it outside the arena."

"Uh... isn't this a bit...?"

"That's so unreliable," Hermione said speechlessly. "Scuba gear isn't something you can just buy and use; it requires specialized training, Harry doesn't have that much time to study."

Moreover, operating that device is no easier than using magic; it's simply not enough to find something at the bottom of the lake within an hour.

Most importantly, in the Warlock Triwizard Tournament, if you bring a set of Muggle gear, the audience could drown Harry in their spit.

Harry shuddered involuntarily. "Let's try another method! This one is too risky."

"At least it will save your life," Ron said somewhat reluctantly.

"That's not necessarily true," Hermione retorted. "The Black Lake is home to a wide variety of creatures, many of which are aggressive. Wearing that suit would make it inconvenient to use Wand."

"What about Transfiguration?" Harry said in a deep voice, "Like Sirius Black, turn me into a fish or a frog so I can dive underwater."

"Impossible, it takes several years to learn Animagus!"

And you also have to register with the Office for the Misuse of Magic, which you simply don't have the time for.

"Then what do you suggest we do?" Ron said listlessly. "We can't exactly shout across the lake and ask the Mermaid to return what was taken away, can we?"

Hermione paused for a moment and then said, "Let's look in the library! There must be a way to make him breathe underwater."

"Why is it the library again? I think I'd rather buy a scuba tank!"

Hermione, perhaps there's another shortcut, as long as you go...

"Absolutely not." Hermione glared at Ron. "This is the Triwizard Tournament, not a game."

He's already done more than enough by telling me how to unlock the Golden Egg; you might as well just have him help Harry find things instead.

"I was just saying it offhand, there's no need for such a big reaction," Ron said sheepishly.

"Let's stick with the library!" Harry sighed. "We still have more than a month. We can ask him for help when we're really out of options."