Harry and Ron ran off after their dirty deed, leaving Yi Qianqian, Lei Kaiming, and thousands of spectators reeling in the wind.
"How can anyone be so shameless? How can anyone be so shameless?" Mr. Li Jinglong, the headmaster of Nanyang Magic School, who had maintained such an elegant bearing until then, could no longer stop himself from muttering.
Beside him, Professor McGonagall, who often discussed the finer points of Transfiguration with him and knew him quite well, was too embarrassed to look at her old friend.
Just seconds earlier, she had been pleased with her two students' quick reactions and nimble minds. But now, even as someone benefiting from their actions, Professor McGonagall felt that her two students' minds were a little too nimble.
Harry and Ron sped toward the next floating island, while Yi Qianqian and Lei Kaiming had to start working out how to retrieve the chest from below.
How to retrieve it was not much of a problem for either of them.
Going into the water was easy for them both. Although it was only January and the water of the Black Lake was bitterly cold, they could both manage a brief dip.
After all, they could use magic.
And as a magic school in an island nation, Nanyang Magic School had quite a few spells for this purpose. As top students at the school, Yi Qianqian and Lei Kaiming had mastered them all.
"Qianqian, wait here. I'll go down and bring that chest up." At a time like this, Lei Kaiming could hardly let a girl go into the water, so he volunteered.
"Wait..." Yi Qianqian stopped him, her gaze settling on the opened chest. "Potter and the others have clearly found a way to open the chests. I don't think their magical abilities are