Journey Beneath the Sea

The dates between the Ravenclaw were so simple, unpretentious, and boring. While Ryan and Kate randomly found a bookstore in London and hid in a corner to read together, Harry and Hermione were experiencing the most thrilling adventure of their lives.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" Harry started screaming, but then he noticed something terrifying: silence, absolute silence.

Logically speaking, there should have been other people behind him, but only his own voice echoed in his ears.

Moreover, at this moment, his perception of the other body gradually disappeared, and even his memories of that body were gone.

After what seemed like an eternity, Harry finally came to his senses and began to notice the unusual scenery around him.

As winter approaches, even the sunlight filtering through the sea surface cannot bring any warmth to the water.

Colorful and bizarre fish, jellyfish, and corals flashed by, bringing a touch of warmth to the lonely Harry.

Harry stroked the surface of the hole; it had a peculiar texture, slightly warm to the touch, unlike seawater, and even had a springy feel when pressed lightly with his fingertips. Moreover, after gliding for so long, the friction should have long since worn his pants down to a scorching heat, or even torn them.

But even now, the incredibly silky feeling emanating from his own buttocks was a little embarrassing to admit. Harry even wanted to close his eyes and stop admiring this sight that most people would never see in their entire lives, and just enjoy the feeling of his buttocks sliding against the pipe wall.

Harry found it a bit strange that, given the speed at which he could clearly see the surrounding scenery, it would take several days to glide from Britain, located in Scotland, to the Bermuda Triangle in the southeastern part of the Florida Peninsula in North America.

Harry touched the leftover pie Anthony had taken from the Great Hall in his pocket, mentally estimating how long he could last. It was said that a person could live for seven days with water; he wondered if licking this congealed tube would quench his thirst.

As for going to the toilet, Harry could only stretch his body a little in this pipe, and he kept sliding around. The walls were also very smooth, so there was no way to get any leverage or even stop.

Harry still believed in Ryan, but if someone is alone and confined, it's inevitable that some negative and pessimistic thoughts will arise.

Harry thought he was used to it, having spent a lot of time alone in the storage room under the stairs when he was a child. Whenever he angered Aunt Petunia, he would be sent to his room—the storage room under the stairs.

At that time, spiders were his only friends, since the storage room was full of spiders, and he was already used to it.

Harry slowly felt that he was no longer a wizard, as if he had returned to when he was seven or eight years old. He began to mutter to himself, talk to the creatures swimming around him, and give them all sorts of names.

Slowly, Harry closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Hermione, on the other hand, was much luckier. Her perception of time was not as long as Harry's. At first, she also screamed like Harry, and then curiously touched the walls of the pipe, wondering what materials it was made of and how it was composed.

Hermione had been to an aquarium before, but the fish there were nowhere near as abundant or interesting as those in the real ocean. She looked and looked, and just as she was getting a little bored, she inexplicably fell asleep.

At 12 o'clock, in an unnamed library in London, Kate was reading a book while asking Ryan questions and occasionally bickering with him.

Happy times are so short, Ryan estimated that it was already 12:34:23.

Ryan stood up, extended his hand, and Kate immediately understood that it was time. She put down her book, rubbed her eyes, and took his hand.

The next second, the two of them appeared in the tunnel that traversed the seabed unnoticed, with Kate in front and Ryan behind.

As they appeared, the passage emitted a faint, almost imperceptible blue light, as if passing through some thin membrane. When they reappeared, they were already at the bottom of the Bermuda Triangle.

Not far away, there is a huge flat-topped pyramid made entirely of a translucent, glass-like material.

The tunnel, like a swimming sea serpent, pierced the top of the pyramid, and Harry and Hermione were suddenly awakened from their deep sleep.

"What's going on? We're here so quickly?" Harry rubbed his stomach; he wasn't hungry yet, and it shouldn't be evening yet. Looking ahead, Harry saw a crystal-clear pyramid. He'd seen it in books, but this one was strange; its top was flat.

"Is this Atlantis?" Hermione exclaimed in amazement, staring at the scene before her with near fascination.

In less than a minute, they slid into the pyramid, which turned out to be a city with its own sky and even a sun. Moreover, the material of the surrounding passageways had changed significantly, becoming friction-like and composed of a translucent, glass-like material, just like the flat-topped pyramids they had seen before.

This is a city filled with bubbles, like pomegranates. Some bubbles contain land, with flowers, trees, and all sorts of Care of Magical Creatures — the Augurey, the Bowtruckle, the Hairy Crab, the Clabbert, the Fwooper, the Fairies, the Diricawl, the Mooncalf, the Porlock, the Puffskein, the Abraxan, the Ithacae, the Graling, Thestral.

Some bubbles are like the ocean floor, with wizards and Merpeople wearing fish tank-like headgear swimming inside. The Grindylow are like dogs kept by people on land, wearing chains made of seaweed, being led around by the Merpeople and playing a game of catching seashells.

Each bubble has a different environment and contents; some are specifically for underwater competitions, some are for playing Quidditch, and some only contain rare plants. Some are like deserts, and some are like rainforests.

Their flying devices are not limited to brooms. This can be seen at the very bottom of the city, on land. They come in all sorts of bizarre shapes, including fish tanks, sharks, dolphins, Flying Carpet, toilets, sofas, and beds, all of which roam the sky.

Harry and Hermione had never seen clothing made of similar materials or designs before; the closest match was the Uric the Oddball, who wore a jellyfish hat. Their clothing was made from seaweed, jellyfish, coral, and various parts of aquatic creatures.

Their wands are also unusual; only a small number are made of wood, while most are made of bone, coral, or strange crystals.

Harry and Hermione watched and watched, and although the descent seemed to be deliberately slow, they still fell into the pool of crystal-clear fluid before they had a chance to fully enjoy the view.

Then, to their surprise, they found that they could breathe in the pool, and when they stood up, they were completely dry and did not feel anything at all when they fell into the pool.

"Harry, Hermione, welcome to Atlantis." Before anyone knew it, Ryan was already standing by the pool, smiling as he spoke.