Gillyweed, Dobby's Help

"I really wasn't prepared," Harry said sheepishly.

Aaron was incredulous; he had given Harry the clue on Christmas Day, and almost two months later, Guyon was still not ready.

"Okay! I shouldn't have had any expectations of you."

To be honest, what stage have we reached?

Is it a lack of confidence in fighting the Giant Squid, a lack of knowledge on how to deal with Grindylow, or perhaps a lack of knowledge on how to find the Merpeople?

Upon hearing this, Harry swallowed hard, his face turning slightly pale.

He was so focused on how to breathe underwater that he completely ignored the terrifying creatures in the Black Lake.

"Uh... I want to know how Yu breathes underwater."

Aaron was stunned for a moment, looking at Harry with a hint of surprise. "You're not serious? You didn't even handle the first step?"

"I've tried everything. We've searched the library and looked through all the books on water, but we still haven't found anything," Harry explained anxiously. "Underwater breathing is simply impossible for us fourth-year students."

"Be more precise in your speech, I'm also in fourth grade."

"You're an exception," Harry quickly added. "Now only you can help me."

Aaron rolled his eyes. He swore that if it weren't for the fact that Adrian didn't want any major mishaps in the Triwizard Tournament, he would have turned around and left immediately.

"The Bubble-Head Charm ' creates a large bubble around the head, which can isolate the head from polluted air and can also be used for underwater breathing, barely lasting for an hour."

"Cedric and Phoebe are planning to use this spell," Aaron said, then changed the subject, "But you can forget about it. There aren't many senior Warlock who know the Bubble-Head Charm."

"Is there any other way?"

"Of course, but..." Aaron looked at Harry suspiciously, "There are only less than two days left. Are you sure you can still learn magic in time?"

"You're not going to make me prepare scuba gear too, are you?"

"It's not that bad, it's not that bad."

There is a plant called Gillyweed. Eating it will make you grow fish gills and your limbs turn into webbed feet, allowing you to move freely underwater for more than an hour.

Harry was overjoyed; Gillyweed sounded much more reliable than a spell.

Not only can they breathe underwater, but their hands and feet will also become the most advantageous tools, saving them the magic power to use the Bubble-Head Charm, giving them a huge head start over other Champion!

Where can I find this herb?

"The Mediterranean Sea," Aaron said, half-jokingly.

"What?" Harry's enthusiasm was dampened. "The competition is the day after tomorrow. The Mediterranean Sea so far away, there's not even enough time to make a round trip."

"Does Hogwarts not have this herb? Beyond that is Hogsmeade; beyond those two areas, I really can't do anything."

"So you're quite lucky." Aaron smiled meaningfully. "Hogwarts happens to have Gillyweed; it's in one of the professors' private storage rooms."

Harry paused for a moment, then clapped his hands. "Professor Sprout, I should have thought of that sooner."

"The botanical gardens at Hogwarts are all hers, the Gillyweed is definitely in her hands, and she will absolutely give that herb to Cedric to give him a greater advantage in the Triwizard Tournament."

"As expected of Harry Potter." Aaron gave him a thumbs up. "Perhaps you are right. Besides Professor Snape, Professor Sprout may also possess this extremely precious herb."

Rumble!

Harry was struck dumb, and a sense of Despair enveloped him.

If the Gillyweed were in Professor Sprout's hands, although it would be difficult to obtain, it wouldn't be without hope.

He revealed the details of the First Task to Cedric, which made the Hufflepuff Champion owe him a favor. Even if it was a favor in return, Cedric had to help him with this task.

As for whether being a villain would affect one's character, he no longer cares.

Ever since Cedric stole his dance partner (though he may not have known he had feelings for Cho Chang), their relationship has unilaterally plummeted to a freezing point.

If the Gillyweed were in Snape's hands, it would be extremely difficult.

Being a villain is definitely not enough; you have to be ruthless to have a chance.

Harry forced a smile. "Are there any other methods besides these two?"

"Hmm... Viktor Krum has been practicing diving these days. I suspect he has mastered some kind of Transfiguration. It can't be Animagus. You can go ask him."

"Hehe! Could you recommend one that would be suitable for a fourth-year Warlock like me?"

"Uh...that's a bit much to ask." Aaron stroked his chin and said, "At the moment, Gillyweed is the most suitable for you, and I certainly wouldn't want to put Professor Snape in a difficult position for your sake."

"Is that so?" Harry said in a deep voice. "But thank you for telling me all this."

"You're welcome." Aaron waved his hand. "You can try to find other people, Moody, Hagrid, or even all the Gryffindor. They're all willing to help you."

"Got it." Harry nodded listlessly and turned to walk towards Ron and Hermione.

Seeing his utterly dejected look, Aaron had no intention of helping him. He wasn't Harry Potter's nanny, and offering this hint was already more than enough.

"How is it?" Ron asked anxiously.

Harry shook his head. "Shall we look in the books for another way?"

"Didn't he tell you?" Hermione frowned slightly. "That shouldn't be the case!"

"No, he did, and he said it very clearly," Harry said bitterly. "It's a spell called the Bubble-Head Charm, but I can't possibly learn it in two days. It's also an herb called Gillyweed, which grows gills and webbed feet when you eat it, but Snape has it."

Hermione and Ron exchanged bewildered glances. They preferred to believe that Harry could learn the Bubble-Head Charm in two days rather than that Snape would give him the Gillyweed.

For the rest of the time, Harry and his two friends spent their time in the library.

From dawn till afternoon, they tirelessly perused various magic books, desperately seeking a third way to breathe underwater.

Harry was under more pressure because the first project was difficult not only because of underwater breathing, but also because of dealing with underwater creatures. However, he dared not tell the two of them because the underwater breathing part alone had driven them crazy.

On the first day, they repeated the same steps as the first day, but in addition to hope, they also received Despair.

Professor McGonagall sent George and Fred to her office for reasons that are unclear, but they both agreed that the Triwizard Tournament was a test Hermione the Champion ' abilities and Ron no one else could help.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Madam Pince closed the library and kicked them out.

Harry's mood grew heavier. He returned to the Common Room to put on his Invisibility Cloak and head to the library, but before he could move, Dobby appeared at his bedside.

Dobby, what are you doing here?

"Never mind, it doesn't matter what I came here for. I need to go to the library now, so don't stop me."

"No need to go," Dobby said. "Dobby knows what Harry Potter is looking for, Dobby has found it for him."

"What?"

"Gillyweed." Dobby pulled out a clump of grayish-green, slippery stuff. "Harry Potter needs this."

"You..." Harry's expression turned extremely serious after a brief moment of smugness. "I thank you, Dobby, but... you stole Snape's herbs."

"He didn't know Dobby stole Dobby," Dobby said guiltily. "How did Harry Potter know where Dobby found the Gillyweed?"

"Aaron told me," Harry sighed weakly. "He told me yesterday that the Gillyweed Gillyweed was stolen the day before, and then I used it in the first competition. Anyone with a brain knows I stole it."

"Mr. Gaius wouldn't tell Professor Snape, would he?"

"It's hard to say, but whether he says it or not doesn't matter anymore."

"If I use Gillyweed in a match, Snape will definitely know." Harry smiled wryly. "Dobby, give it back!"

I'm not doing the first project; I can just throw away that thing.

"No." Dobby shook his head firmly. "That's no ordinary thing. That's Harry's Weasley. Dobby can't let Harry take his Weasley."

"Weasley? What Weasley?" Harry asked, bewildered.

"The one who gave Dobby sweater for Christmas."

Upon hearing this, Harry was stunned. After regaining his senses, he quickly took off his Invisibility Cloak and went to Ron's bedside, only to find that the blankets were empty.

"The Mermaid took Ron away, so does that mean Hermione too..."

"Just like Harry Potter thought, they are the Champion' most beloved possessions," Dobby said. "If an hour later..."

"No hope, utterly vanished, never to return." Harry recalled the song from the Golden Egg, and a look of horror appeared on his face. He decisively took the Gillyweed into his hand.

He has Hermione with Aaron, so he doesn't need to worry about her at all. But if he can't save Ron, he'll probably spend the rest of his life in regret.

Compared to Ron's life, offending Snape was negligible, and their relationship couldn't possibly get any worse.

"Dobby, you really helped me a lot this time."

"Dobby I could help you, sir," Dobby said shyly.

"There are still some questions. How did you know that Ron would be captured by the Mermaid? And how did you know about the herb, Gillyweed?"

"Dobby is House Elf. Once, while cleaning, he overheard Professor Moody and Professor McGonagall discussing the situation of the hostages being held captive."

They mentioned Gillyweed, Professor Snape happened to have that herb in his private storeroom, so Dobby..."Dobby paused abruptly, then started banging his head against the bedpost repeatedly, "Bad Dobby, bad Dobby..."

Harry quickly pulled him away. "Dobby, stop! You don't need to feel guilty about stealing."

"In conclusion, thank you so much for what you did for me, but now you should go back. The other House Elf are probably looking for you."