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Chapter four hundred and fortieth return journey

The African elephant let out a sharp elephant sound and lay on the ground. Its wide and heavy back stumbled and fell down seven or eight people. A few of them were too tired and simply slid down like they were sitting on a slide. Their bodies rolled on the platform twice, gasping for breath.

For these warriors, both physically and mentally, they were already exhausted and reached their limits.

Harry found that he had difficulty moving at this moment. Every muscle from head to toe was hurting severely. He wanted to raise his head, but his neck seemed to be broken, and he could only look at people with his eyes slanted.

He looked at Ron and Hermione. The breathing of the three people was like an old bellows leaking. At this time, Ron suddenly laughed exaggeratedly. He lay on the ground, his fists pounding against the white marble plane, and even laughed out of tears.

"Look...look at the nose of the elephant...haha...it's like a snot bubble..."

Harry and Hermione barely looked over. The African elephant was lying on the ground, slowly returning to human form. However, you can still see a bubble hanging at the end of the elephant's long nose... Harry guessed that this was a bubble head curse, but... a snot bubble?

His shoulders suddenly shook, trying not to laugh out loud, and he seemed to endure it very hard when he looked at Hermione.

Cedric, Collins and Roger limped to them, sitting on the ground without any image, gasping for breath. Cedric was already very white, and now he was like soaking in the water for three days and three nights, like a vampire. Collins seemed to have caught a cold, and his nose made an intermittent whistle every breath. As for Roger, he lay on his back on the ground, performed a duet with the Vagado Warrior lying on the ground, and made a loud snoring sound.

"He's exhausted..." Cedric pointed to Roger Davis and said tiredly. "Thank you, your patron saint has helped a lot."

"I'm fine, either," Harry said awkwardly. He was not very adaptable to the atmosphere, and quickly raised his head and looked around. His neck began to hurt again, and the skin on the back of his neck was as stiff as an old tire skin. "Are everyone here?" He asked with a grin and said nothing.

He saw Furong talking to a girl with a pale face. Krum had a gloomy face. His physical strength was surprisingly good. He walked around with his legs, and from time to time raised his head to stare at the mermaid guard nearing him. Grevis's face was comparable to that of Krum. He stared at a warrior, who buried his face in his knees.

"He probably didn't walk out of the protective cover at the beginning, and he would probably lose a lot of points," Cedric said in his eyes. "Everyone is here, but are you, not caught?"

Harry and the others shook their heads, and Cedric's mouth tugged with a smile: "Then you are lucky."

"It's hard to deal with mermaids?" Harry said, trying not to let his voice be proud. He turned his head and looked out of the platform. Hundreds of mermaids surrounded the platform, but he didn't feel much of a sense of crisis.

"The water is the home court of the mermaids, and they have a way of cooperating," Cedric explained. "They can weave thick and slippery ropes, lassoes, and big nets with water plants...Each one is a good sneak attacker-"

Harry stared at the mermaid's iron-gray skin, dark green long hair like aquatic plants, and turbid yellow eyes. He had to admit that this made sense. He and Hermione were also attacked, but as Cedric said, they were lucky enough that there were two people there at that time.

"——There are those Grindellos who are chasing like hunting dogs. The mermaid commands and not having them are completely different things. These Grindellos can execute simple commands, such as holding a rope in their arms... and the more we get to the back, the more we get tired we are, and we can't even use magic." Cedric shook his head and said.

At this time, a silver light broke through the water surface and fell straight from above the black lake. With a "double" sound, it gently landed on the platform.

Felix looked around, and the silver cloak that was opened behind him slowly turned into crystal light spots. He calmly announced to everyone: "The game is over, all the warriors are standing in the circle, and I will take you back to the land next."

He waved his wand, and the platform under his feet suddenly trembled, and the stones and mud in the outermost circle were trembling and separated. Soon, the white marble platform slowly rose up, and they were shrouded in a translucent luminescent cover. If you have to describe it, it was like an enlarged protective cover.

Harry looked outside, and his mood was particularly calm. Swimming fish swims quickly like small darts. He even saw a colorful fish, and he didn't know if it was the one he encountered.

Hope it won't be discovered by the mermaid, Harry thought from the bottom of his heart.

The mermaid guards holding spears and forks lined up in two lines, escorting the left and right, and after a distance, they parted ways with them. Immediately afterwards, they saw the lights jumping over their heads, and with a "pop", they rushed out of the black lake.

The world on the water was dazzling and brilliant. Harry's eyes stinged with a shaking sting, and he couldn't help but cry, his mind was filled with dazzling white light.

He heard a noise, and the sounds were getting closer and closer, and the buzzing sounds were connected. After a while, he realized that it was everyone's cheers and applause.

Ludo Bagman's voice also came at the right time-

"All the Warriors are back safely, let us cheer, they stayed underwater for more than four hours! Ah, I saw Mrs. Pomfrey had passed-"

His voice was hazy and very low, as if there was something separated.

At this time, Felix reached out and pointed it gently towards the hemispherical light film. The position where his fingers touched quickly burned and turned into nothing. Then a fresh and cool air rushed in. Felix took a deep breath and smiled at the warriors who were also breathing heavily and said, "Warriors, we are here, prepare to accept the cheers."

His words were overshadowed by the sudden deafening screams. Harry never felt that breathing was such a pleasant thing. The sound from the distance became real. Mrs. Pomfrey was waiting anxiously on the shore. As soon as the marble platform landed, she rushed up.

"Is anyone injured?" she asked Felix.

"There may be some scratches or bruises, which are not serious. Their problem is too tired." Felix said, looking at the warriors in a row, there were several snoring loudly, and the enthusiastic cheers around did not affect their sleep quality at all.

"Uh...well," said Mrs. Pomfrey, taking out a thin bottle from her medicine box and filling the warriors one by one. The most sleepy Vagado Warrior drank it in a daze, turned over and continued to fall asleep.

Mrs. Pomfrey stared at him and was stunned for a few seconds before she could change to the next person.

"Thank you, Mrs. Pomfrey," said Harry, swallowing the scorching liquid in his mouth. Neither he nor Ron, nor Hermione showed a protest expression, just to let Mrs. Pomfrey take her attention away from them.

"Refreshing, maybe something else added, I tasted the mint." Ron said, smacking his lips, and streams of white steam rushed out of his ears and nostrils.

In a mess on the shore, Percy strode over and held Ron tightly, "I'm going to be strangled to death by you - Percy!" Ron struggled, and Harry also saw Sirius and Lupin walking over separately.

Hermione was a little lonely. She hadn't told her parents yet, but maybe she could call her parents for the third project. A blanket covered her head and she looked at Professor McGonagall in surprise.

"I think you need a hug," said Professor McGonagall.

"Oh...uh, I think so." Hermione pursed her lips and gently hugged Professor McGonagall. Yu Guangzhong saw Professor Hepp and Dumbledore squatting by the water and talking to the mermaid leader.

Felix noticed her gaze keenly, smiled at her, and gave her a thumbs-up.

Then he retracted his attention and looked at Dumbledore's mouth with surprise a string of harsh sounds. The mermaid leader also spoke the same language. He murmured to himself, "Don't this mermaid speak English?"

Finally Dumbledore stood up straight, "Felix, let's go and have a meeting with the other referees." The principals got together again, and Fudge and Bagman rushed over and discussed in a low voice.

Dumbledore recounted the message the mermaid leader told them—unlike the images they could only see through the watch on the warrior’s wrist, the mermaids could provide a more three-dimensional and neutral evaluation.
Chapter completed!
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