American TV series World Rescue

Hogwarts.

Christmas Eve.

Hermione held Owen's arm and walked into the auditorium amidst the sounds of music and applause. The sky above the auditorium had already been magically transformed into a world of ice and snow. Everything was so dreamy. After the formal dance music started, Owen supported Hermione. Hermione put her arm around Owen's shoulders and danced gracefully.

"What were you thinking about just now?"

Hermione asked with a smile on her face.

"I wonder where this fairy came from."

Owen and Hermione looked at each other and instantly understood her thoughts, and the standard slutty words came out casually.

"Giggle."

After hearing this, Hermione's mouth curved even wider, obviously satisfied with Owen's answer.

"Are you ready? Start shaking your body like a crazy elf. Learn to swing like a unicorn..."

The previous ballroom dance was okay, everyone was very elegant and civilized, but rock music has become popular in the West at this moment, and the wizarding world is no exception. When the rock star of the wizarding world came on stage and roared, under the dim lights, everyone began to dance wildly, almost saying It's like a group of demons dancing wildly, ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Everyone was crowded in the middle of the dance floor, rubbing shoulders, and Owen had to sigh. No wonder some people like to dance so much. Young hearts are always in turmoil...

A week later.

"Hermione!"

"Harry, what's wrong?"

"I think, that..."

Harry called to Hermione, hesitating to speak.

"What happened?"

Hermione frowned.

"It's a golden egg. Have you solved it?"

Harry said sheepishly.

"You haven't got the clue yet?"

Hermione was stunned. Seeing Harry's face of shame, she patted her head and blamed herself: "These days, me and... you should have come to me earlier, come with me."

The two came to Harry's dormitory. Hermione took out her wand and cast the Clear Water Spring spell. A large ball of water appeared out of thin air, wrapping the golden egg. The golden egg opened, and a sweet song came from the golden egg.

"Follow the song and find us. We cannot sing on land. You have one hour to find us and retrieve what we have taken."

"The mermaid in the black lake?"

Harry frowned and said with a sad face: "Given an hour, it must be very difficult. Oh my God, how can we stay in the water for an hour?"

"There are many ways."

Hermione has much more knowledge than in the original time and space, and she already knew the content of the second level, so she said casually: "The magic props have air bags, the herbs have breathing grass, and if you are proficient in the transformation spell, you can transform into an underwater creature. …”

"Respiratory grass?"

Harry's eyes lit up, he said goodbye to Hermione and went to find Neville, who was highly praised by Snape for his potions skills.

The day of the second round of competition.

Principal room.

"What the hell! Why did you call us here?"

When Ron arrived, he couldn't help but murmured when he saw Owen, Fleur's sister, and a boy from Durmstrang.

"Hello, kids."

Dumbledore and the other two principals appeared, looked around at everyone and said with a smile: "I called you here today because I need your help with something. In two hours, the second level of the Triwizard Tournament will be held.

The content of the second level is for the four warriors to find the mermaid at the bottom of the lake and rescue the people they care about most, and you four are the people they care about most, so I hope you will be used as props. Don’t worry, it will be very safe. ! "

"Cool, so I indirectly participated in the Triwizard Tournament?"

Ron shouted.

"I'm OK."

The Durmstrang boys had already been reminded by the principal and nodded calmly.

"That's okay with me too."

After a slight hesitation, Fleur's sister Gabrielle said softly.

"I disagree!"

Owen's voice sounded, but it was completely unexpected, causing Ron and others to look over.

"Why, Mr. Malfoy?"

Dumbledore's eyes flashed and he asked warmly.

"Not safe!"

Owen spoke concisely, his eyes scanning the faces of Dumbledore and Karkaroff one by one.

"Unsafe?"

Ron sneered: "Didn't you expect that Draco Malfoy would be afraid of this?"

Speaking of this, Ron raised his head high and looked at Owen with a look of disdain. His heart was so happy. He never thought that one day he would be able to mock Owen in person?

"The ignorant are fearless!"

Owen glanced at Ron and said calmly: "You know nothing about danger!"

"Didn't you listen to Professor Dumbledore? It's very safe and there will be no danger..."

Ron shouted unconvinced.

"James Potter, Lily Potter, Frank Longbottom, Alice Longbottom."

Owen sneered: "Go talk to these people about safety. If you don't want to meet these people, you can also ask Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley. They will tell you how safe this world is!"

Ron shuddered, and then he remembered the terrible incidents that had happened in the past few years since he was admitted. Although he always played the role of soy sauce on the outside, two relatives and friends, Harry and Ginny, almost died at Hogwarts, but it was real. What had happened, he suddenly felt reluctant to give up, and weakly called out: "Professor Dumbledore?"

"Don't worry!"

Owen scoffed: "No one is boring enough to plot to harm you."

"..."

Everyone was speechless for a while, but Ron looked happy.

"Malfoy-san, you are overthinking this."

Dumbledore said warmly: "Miss Granger is also participating in the Triwizard Tournament. Do you want us to randomly find someone to be the person she cares about most?"

"Old fox!"

Owen frowned slightly and cursed in his mind, then his eyes lit up, he pulled out his wand, and with a flick of his finger, the table shook and began to change. Amidst the sound of the original items on the table falling to the ground, another Owen appeared in front of everyone.

"Advanced Transformation Spell!"

Beauxbatons' headmistress and Durmstrang's Karkaroff gasped and looked at Owen in horror, unable to understand how a mere junior student could use such an advanced transformation spell.

"All petrified!"

Owen cast a petrifying spell on the avatar, turning him to stone. Then he smiled at Dumbledore and said, "Is this okay?"

"Can."

Dumbledore took a deep look at Owen and nodded.

The reason why he named Irving was because he wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Irving. In normal times, with Irving's various strange methods, even if he is a quasi-legend, he would not be able to do anything about it easily. But once Irving is petrified, he has a hundred ways to do it. Let Owen pass away in a reasonable way. He already regretted not seizing the opportunity last time when Owen was in coma...

But despite the plan, Owen didn't cooperate at all!

"Little Fox!"

Dumbledore cursed secretly with a headache.

"Old coin!"

Owen caught Dumbledore's fleeting emotions, and was finally convinced that his guess was correct. This 'kind and kind old man with a white beard' actually wanted to take the opportunity to kill him, and he couldn't help feeling awe-struck.