Demon Flood Dragon Tentacles

When Skylar's feet first touched the icy lake water, his skin already showed a noticeable change.

Every inch of his exposed skin turned into a magnificent, fantastical jade color, shimmering with a crystal-clear luster. His hair turned crimson, dancing upwards like seaweed in some strange pattern.

His tight-fitting robe also began to change. The cuffs of his hands and feet, and the collar around his neck, were no longer loose, but rather clung tightly to his wrists, ankles, and neck. Rather than saying that it was a robe worn on his body, it was more accurate to say that the part of Skylar's skin that was being covered had become the color of the robe.

The patterns on the black robe also resembled the scales on Demon Flood Dragon, fine and dense, even finer than the Dragon's scales.

The Amphimagus Transfiguration — Amphibious Transformation!

From the perspective of the audience seats, Skylar now looks a bit like some kind of mutated Merpeople, the only difference being that he still retains human-shaped legs.

However, the referees and rescue team members who were nearby could clearly see that Skylar's temples were slightly bulging, as if short, crimson horns about an inch and a half had grown out. His exposed fingers also had nails that looked like crimson crystals and were extremely hard.

That's not Merpeople!

This is clearly a dragon-human!

Any wizard who has studied the History of Magic knows that the first human wizard in ancient times to inherit the "Divine Dragon Power" transformed into this half-dragon, half-human form!

Skylar submerged into the water. In his dragon-human form, he could not only breathe underwater, but also manipulate the water flow through his affinity with the water element, moving with ease and turning the water flow from resistance into assistance. In this state, he was the king of the water!

In addition, he also possessed the water perception of Demon Flood Dragon, and could sense any creature swimming towards him in advance. It could be said that no one could ambush him in the water.

"Interesting..." Skylar narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had just used his superior senses to avoid the Giant Squid, only to be attacked by a group of Grindylow.

This is very unusual.

Don't assume that just because Grindylow are dark creatures, they will mindlessly attack any aquatic life. Grindylow are at the bottom of the food chain of underwater Magical Creatures. They have long relied on the power of group living and their cowardly nature to maintain the survival of their species.

The Demon Flood Dragon aura emanating from Skylar might not be noticeable to human wizards, but to these lowly creatures, it was like a mouse seeing a cat—it would be strange if it didn't run away, let alone rush up to attack.

The Ultimate Technique of the Amphimagus Transfiguration – Tentacle Technique!

While pondering, Skylar used ten thick, dark tentacles that suddenly grew wildly from his back to slap Grindylow flying one by one!

The tentacles behind Skylar were strong and powerful; with a casual twitch, they could smash a Grindylow's brains out. The ten tentacles swung wildly, wiping out the entire Grindylow race in less than a minute.

The destruction of Grindylow did not bring Skylar lasting peace. Immediately afterward, creatures from the Black Lake, such as Murtlap, Lobalug, Fire Crab, and Kappa, emerged one by one, swarming towards Skylar and launching a fearless attack.

Some of these creatures were native to the bottom of the Black Lake, while others were introduced specifically for the competition, placed along paths the Champion might take to cause Champion trouble. What was truly unsettling was the malice and hostility he sensed emanating from these creatures, as if they were specifically targeting him.

Any other Champion, even someone like Cedric, Phoebe, or Krum from the original story, would certainly not fare well against such a large number of aquatic creatures. However, in the eyes of Skylar, Katarin, and perhaps Eleanor as well, even if these weak creatures doubled in number, they would still be no match for them.

"So that's how it is..." Skylar thought to himself, a shrewd glint in his eyes, "The purpose of these cannon fodder is to buy me time..."

"Are you trying to get ahead of me, setting traps and making preparations? Interesting..." There was no fear in Skylar's eyes, only eagerness and a hint of cold ruthlessness. "What will your preparations be? I'm really looking forward to it!"

Skylar wasted no more time. Since entering the lake, his extraordinary underwater perception had helped him hear the Merpeople's song, and by tracing the volume, fluctuations, and route of the song, he deduced the location of the Merpeople tribe.

The Merpeople wasn't very close to him; in fact, it was quite a distance away. It seemed that he had been led astray by the attacks from Grindylow and other creatures, deviating from his original route.

His movements were like those of a lithe dragon, and he swiftly swam towards the source of the song. Just then, he encountered Harry along the way.

Harry looked at Skylar, but Skylar waved his hand to indicate that he meant no harm and even swam away to keep his distance from Harry. This made Harry feel a little more at ease.

The two swam for quite a while, following the Merpeople's song. Finally, a large rock appeared in the murky lake ahead, painted with many Merpeople holding spears and chasing something that looked like Giant Squid. Skylar and Harry continued swimming past the rock, following the Merpeople's song.

Suddenly, many rough stone dwellings appeared all around, Scabbers with algae. Faces peeked out from the dark windows. The Merpeople had iron-gray skin and long, unkempt, dark green hair. Their eyes were yellow, as were their broken teeth, and they wore pebbles strung together with thick ropes around their necks.

Upon seeing Skylar and Harry, they seemed somewhat frightened and retreated into the stone hut.

The two swam forward quickly, looking around as they went. Soon, more and more stone dwellings appeared, some even surrounded by gardens. But this place was like a dead underwater city, devoid of any sign of life. As they swam along, if they looked closely through the windows of the stone dwellings, they could see that they were almost all empty. Apart from the outermost stone dwellings they had entered at the beginning, they had hardly seen any living creatures!

Harry, oblivious to everything, continued swimming forward.

Skylar's expression turned serious, and he slowed down, falling behind Harry.

Finally, the two arrived at a square that resembled Merpeople village. In the center of the square stood a crude statue: a giant Merpeople carved from a boulder. On the Merpeople statue's tail, Daphne, a Beauxbatons schoolgirl, Ron, and Poliakov were tightly bound. All four of them appeared to be fast asleep, their heads slumped limply on their shoulders, and thin bubbles constantly rising from their mouths.

Eight muscular male Merpeople floated around the square, each holding a wooden spear.

Harry and Skylar looked at each other in bewilderment.

Skylar raised his hand, indicating that the Merpeople seemed harmless, and since Harry had arrived before him, Harry should go first. Harry hesitated for a moment, then Hagrid's expectant face flashed through his mind, and a desire for victory ignited in his heart. He gritted his teeth and swam towards the hostages.

As described in the original book, the Merpeople did not stop him in any way. Harry found a particularly sharp rock near the pile of rocks, cut the ropes binding Ron, and then glanced at Skylar.

Skylar gave him a gesture wishing him good luck.

Harry nodded to him, then pulled Ron and swam towards the surface of the water.

The most imposing and robust of the eight Merpeople appeared to be Merpeople leader. He was a full seven feet long and wore a short necklace of shark teeth around his neck. He swam towards Skylar, extending his hand in an inviting gesture, and said in a hoarse, deep voice, "You can go and rescue your hostages now. Remember, you can only take your own hostages..."

Skylar's lips curled into a smile.

Although there was no smile in his eyes, only coldness reflected in his pupils.

He opened his mouth, and a large, silvery bubble silently emerged from between his lips. "Are you all ready?"

"Can I complain first? Your acting is really terrible--"

"Miss Katarina Monroe."