The Christmas holiday passed quickly. The first day of the new semester, Lawrence seemed very leisurely than the twins who were carrying heavy textbooks to go to class.

The twins beside him were drinking cereal porridge in snort, while shaking their pens to the long parchment roll, Lawrence was stirring his cereal porridge while spreading out the "Prophet Daily" he had just opened a few pages and he made a disapproval of tsk.

Dumbledore's major mistake, Fred put down the empty bowl, rubbed his right hand, which was sour because he wrote too quickly, and read the title of the newspaper, what is this thing?

When talking about crazy eyes attacking people - I think this part is true? And Hagrid - Merlin's beard, Lawrence quickly looked at the report and commented, how slow should the semi-giant bloodline be to think Hagrid is an ordinary person?

Oh, Fred smiled. Maybe someone would think that Hagrid only became so tall when he was a child after drinking a whole bottle of raw bone water?

Hager made several students disabled in a series of courses that most students admitted were very scary. George came over. Why didn’t I see any student missing hands and broken legs?

I think it must be those Slytherin idiots, George, Fred, who said seriously, were bitten by a Flober sticky bug. This is really - a precious document that proves that their heads are indeed a bit disabled -

This newspaper’s special correspondent Rita Skit reported that I said, George sighed, her reports were all rubbish.

Don't worry about the things she wrote, Fred said pessimistically, we must try to make Professor McGonagall feel that the report we wrote is not garbage-

Stop talking, George expressed his sadness, and I was almost crying while aiming at Lawrence who didn't need to attend class.

Take it. Lawrence slowly folded the newspaper in the expectant eyes of the twins, then threw it aside, and reached out to the twins.

Long live! The twins cheered and quickly handed the metamorphosis report to Lawrence,

Can't you show me a few days earlier? Lawrence picked up George's quill on the dining table and began to make changes to the reports of the two.

Didn’t we remembered last night, is there any report? George showed a bright smile and said something that made Lawrence roll his eyes,

Class is about to begin in twenty minutes. Lawrence Fred looked at the students who left the hall one after another, and reminded him anxiously.

Don't worry - this is yours, George, Lawrence pushed George's report to him, and said without raising his head that the gesture of the spell you described here is not accurate, and here, the discussion of the incomplete transformation curse is a bit wrong.

Thank you very much. George took out a new piece of parchment and started to modify his report.

Fred, this is yours, and another minute later, Lawrence reported to Fred, and he said, you confused the spell of the revitalization of the object with the spell of the revitalization of the stone statue, and the narrative was a bit confused.

I felt something strange. Fred said in annoyance, lowering his head to write his report again. Lawrence looked at the busy twins and knocked on the table with his fingers bored, and then began to eat the already cold cereal porridge.

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If Hagrid doesn't attend class, how should we get the shell of the snail? At dinner that day, George frowned and asked,

Hagrid wouldn't care about that report, right? Lawrence asked uncertainly, everyone knew that Ritasky's close-up was a pile of garbage.

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I think someone cares more about this than we do. George said that he pointed to Harry, Ron and Hermione who were leaving the restaurant. After they left the restaurant, they left the castle gate, obviously leaving the castle and heading to the cottage of Hagrid, next to the Forbidden Forest.

Well, I don’t think I’ll mention this for now. Are you going to Hogsmeade Village this weekend? Fred asked, the school has posted an announcement.

I plan to go to Black Lake on the weekend, Lawrence said, you know, the task preparation.

More than five weeks before the second mission, Lawrence and George said in surprise, how could you be like this-

Caution. Fred took George's words.

The Golden Egg's prompt is a song, Lawrence explained, I feel that it's not very good.

Like? Fred continued to ask,

We take away your most reluctant treasure. You must search around within an hour and take back the things we have taken away. Lawrence said that once an hour passes, the future will be bleak, the time is too late, it will become the past, and it will never return to you. (Note 1)

Fred and George looked at each other, and their expressions seemed disapproving.

No matter what you treasured, Fred said, I want to say that your took less than a minute-

If you have a limited-time level of one hour and need to spend more than this time, George said in a relaxed tone, I suspect that there are several Warriors who can pass this quest.

I think you're thinking too much, Fred said, it's just a task like finding things, it's just swimming.

I think what you should worry about is that George suggests that the water in Black Lake will not be too cold?

Lawrence shrugged, accepting the two of them.

On Saturday morning, after Lawrence and the twins had breakfast, they left the castle with the crowd. In mid-January, the weather was still cold and wet. They separated near the shore of the Black Lake. The twins continued to walk towards the school gate with the crowd. They promised Lawrence that they would come back with the hot cream beer.

Lawrence stood by the black lake with his backpack on his backpack, looking at the large ship of Demstrang moored on the lake, and Crum, wearing only one swimming trunk, jumped from the deck into the cold black lake. Lawrence shivered.

He walked along the Black Lake toward the harbor where the Hogwarts boats were moored. Except for the first grade school use these boats, Lawrence did not expect that he would have a chance to use them again. He slid the boat away from the shore, untied the emblem he had clasped on his robe, threw it into the black lake, and the silver light of the badge disappeared into the dark lake.

I really don't want to touch the lake. Lawrence stared at the lake and said a little hard, but he still took off his robe, revealing the swimming trunks that had been replaced first, dipped his feet into the cold and bone-black lake water, and finally, he slid into the lake.

Lawrence was soaked in the lake. He tried hard to calm down and focused his attention on the black lake, hoping that he could control the entire competition venue like the , but at this time he could only feel the blurry shadow at the bottom of the lake, shaking not far away around him, as if observing his uninvited guest.

Lawrence was drilling into the water, and this time he felt much clearer, but compared to on land, the range was obviously smaller and the feeling was not as clear as it was. He opened his eyes, looked at the dark bottom of the lake, and searched carefully. He swung his arms awkwardly and swam aimlessly. After swimming for a while, he quickly drifted up until it surfaced.

Hu──Lawrence got into the water again. This time, he identified a direction at the bottom of the lake, swam over with difficulty, then reached out and grabbed the senior badge of the lake in the swaying water grass jungle, and swam to the water.

More tired than I imagined... Lawrence murmured, and he swam towards the boat not far away, holding the edge of the boat, capsized from the water, his body and hair were dry, and he didn't even bring a drop of water when he got up from the water.

Lawrence was lying on the boat and gasping, feeling that if he closed his eyes, he would definitely fall asleep. After resting for a long time, he struggled to hold up, and then he turned to look at the calm lake not far away.

A head suddenly emerged from the lake, which was Wickdorkrum, and he also saw Lawrence and the boat, and he slowly rowed here,

Can I take me for a while? Krum asked in a somewhat stiff English, pointing to the large ship of Demstrong, which was a little far away.

Come up. Lawrence said, and he grabbed the robe that he threw on the side to prevent the splashes of water from Crum's rise.

Krum held the edge of the boat and turned over and entered the boat. Lawrence opened his backpack, took out a towel that he had no chance to use, and handed it to Krum.

Thank you. Krum took the towel. Both of them had a tacit understanding and did not ask why the other party was here, nor did they talk about the mission. Lawrence controlled the boat and rowed towards the large boat of Demstrong.

I like you guys more. Krum said a little stupid, that the people here are all very good.

Well, thank you. Lawrence thought about it and felt that he could only answer this way. Neither of them said anything else. He came to the side of the big ship. Krum took out his wand and knocked on the hull. A rope flew down from the deck. Krum grabbed the rope.

Then, goodbye. Krum said so, Lawrence waved at him, and the rope flew back up, and Krum grabbed the rope back to the deck,

Lawrence rowed a boat, returned to the shore and put it in place, forcing his head, which had already begun to hurt, and walked towards the castle. There were five weeks left before the , and the rest was to practice continuously and use all his strength.

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Author's words: I'm a little tired and busy. The next article should be the second task, right?

Note 1: I have slightly modified it according to the traditional translation.

Oh, I haven't noticed it before, thank you, for the reward.
Chapter completed!