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Popular Web NovelsChapter 480 Invitation from the Mermaid ElderChapter 480 The Mermaid Elder's Invitation

"Boom…"

Harry tapped his wand lightly, and the transparent bubble covering his head burst.

"Oh, no," Harry frowned and said in distress, "This head soaking spell is too fragile, and it definitely won't last for an hour..."

"Still Think about where to buy gilly grass." Hermione rested her chin on her palms and rested her elbows on her knees, staring intently at Loren's fish bobber. "It's a very uncommon herbal medicine, and ordinary pharmacies may not be able to buy it. Buy it."

"Oh..." Harry's eyebrows were knotted with worry.

"How about using the summoning spell again?" Ron pulled up the empty fishhook, re-hooked it and threw it into the water. "When the second project starts, you get a fish from a nearby Muggle town. Come over here with scuba gear."

"Sounds great!" Harry joked, knowing he was talking nonsense.

"Yes, as long as you learn how to operate scuba within an hour, and then convince the referee not to care about your violation of the confidentiality law, so as not to disqualify you from the competition, if everything goes well, you can pass the second one smoothly. Project." Hermione poured cold water on them in a gentle tone.

"Just kidding, Hermione, don't be so serious!"

Hermione glanced at him sideways: "Speaking of which, the ideal way is to let you transform yourself into a submarine or something... But unfortunately, although the Animagus teaching class has taught some knowledge about human body transformation, But it's not enough."

"…"

In a roundabout way, things finally come back to practicing the head-soaking spell and looking for gilly bladder grass.

Harry looked dejectedly at the ever-flowing lake in the ice cave, sighed and muttered: "It would be great if the competition allowed others to help. I can violate the school rules in front of Professor Moody, and he might Turn me into a shark..."

Ron was amused and laughed twice. While he was distracted, the bait on the hook was stolen by the fish again.

He re-baited nonchalantly: "Speaking of which, Professor Moody has been teaching for half a year. I think he is quite good. Although he is a little weird, he is very competent. What do you think?"

Hermione was noncommittal, He turned his head and exchanged glances with Loren, silently silently.

Loren stared at the dark and deep ice cave, and couldn't help but recall Professor Moody's recent Defense Against the Dark Arts teachings, and his actions after the start of the Goblet of Fire...

He was sure , Professor Moody still smelled of lacewings, which meant he was still taking Polyjuice Potion. Judging from what was observed during meals and at the Yule Ball, the fake Professor Moody seemed to be very familiar with Barty Crouch. The two of them were keen on talking to Snape, and they were both warm-hearted and cold-blooded. Not annoyed at all.

What did Dumbledore think...

Loren's mind was floating along with the fish float, and his mind seemed to be sinking into the deep lake water. The sound of gurgling bubbles and the crackling sound of ice cracking could be heard in his ears...

Huh?

The sound of cracking ice!

As three huge cracks spread from the ice cave to all directions, Loren's eyes suddenly widened and he pulled Hermione into his arms. Harry and Ron also clung to each other in fear.

The distance here from the shore is too far, and the ice is unstable, so a few people did not dare to run rashly for a while.

"Crack, click, click..."

Slight vibrations are transmitted from the ice along the soles of the feet into the heart, shaking people's hearts, as if huge waves are lapping on the ice, and buzzing and rumbling sounds are coming from all directions.

At a certain moment, the ice in front of me suddenly cracked and pieces shattered.

"Ah!"

"Ah-ah-well..."

The four of them stepped into the air instantly and were pulled into the water by gravity. Their screams were scattered by the waves.

There was no cold as expected, nor was there the suffocation of falling into the water.

The cold water is sucked into the lungs as smoothly as air, turns around in the chest, and is exhaled through the mouth and nose again, as naturally as breathing.

Loren quickly adapted to this kind of breathing. He felt that his hand was held tightly by the little witch, which even hurt a little. He reached out and hugged the little witch who closed her eyes tightly.

I swayed my limbs and floated in the water. The light around me was not dim, but rather bright.

Hermione opened her eyes and looked around in astonishment, but she only saw floating long strips of water plants, as dense as a forest. He saw countless black shadows gathering around the water plants, which were constantly shaking, and could only be seen clearly. Silhouette of human figure.

Harry and Ron were floating above and behind them, their expressions were dull, they were dumbfounded.

The sound of the ice cracking disappeared, and the bright and blurry skylight shone down. Several people gradually calmed down and swam forward to see clearly the floating things around them.

The mermaids, each dragging a long fish tail.

They are different from the mermaids they are familiar with. They look a little green underwater and look scary. They have webbed fingers. Their skin is iron gray and their dark green hair is long and fluffy. Unkempt. Their eyes are yellow, their incomplete teeth are also yellow, and they wear pebbles tied with thick ropes around their necks.

Holding a spear in his hand, his thick and powerful silver fish tail slapped the lake water.

The leader of the mermaid has a long green beard and wears a bracelet made of red coral stones, emitting a soft red light.

There were faint blue shadows floating in Loren's pupils. He saw a similar red light floating on the four of them, weak and soft. It was this soft red light that caused strange things to happen to their bodies. changes and can breathe freely in the cold lake water.

This is completely different from the feeling of breathing underwater under the Bubble Curse. The Bubble Curse still stores air or draws oxygen from the surrounding water, and the red coral stone directly allows their bodies to adapt. Underwater world.

Is this the magic of mermaids?

A thought suddenly flashed through Loren's mind - this is the magic power of the mermaid!

Just like the magic of salamanders allows them to move freely in the flames, red coral stones add the magic of magical animals to them, allowing humans to live in the water like aquatic animals.

The leading mermaid shook his tail and turned around, waving his hand for them to follow.

The four of them looked at each other. After knowing that the mermaid had no ill intentions, they gradually calmed down and the wonderful feeling of breathing freely underwater aroused their strong curiosity. Several of them were eager to know about the mermaid. What do you want to do...

They quickly reached a consensus, swung their hands and feet and followed.

Swimming in a hazy and strange scenery, there was silence in their ears. As the depth of diving increased, they gradually could only clearly see the scene within ten feet around them. Every time they rowed in the lake, there were brand new ones. The scenery suddenly emerged from the darkness ahead.

Occasionally, small fish swam past him lightly and nimblely, like silver darts. Once or twice, Harry seemed to see a big guy swimming in front of him, but when he looked closer, Only then did he realize that it was just a big dark wood or a dense and tangled aquatic plant. There are also weird and ferocious-looking Grindylows, huge squids...

Climbing over an underwater canyon, Loren's eyes penetrated the gray and strange lake water, looking at Looking at the black shadow in the distance, the lake there is dark and hazy.

Harry glanced at the mermaid leading the way, and then quietly glanced at a few friends, feeling a little sorry.

These mermaids must have dragged them into the water because of his status as a warrior, and the little friend was implicated by himself.

Ah, I feel a little guilty...

The silence pressed on my eardrums, and I entered the bottom of a very deep lake. The bottom of the water was covered with large expanses of black mud, and the lake turned dark because of their stirring. Water vortex.

I don't know how long I swam, but I saw something new - in front of me was a patch of green water grass, each one several feet long, really like a dense lawn, scattered with shiny pebbles .

Through the tangled green grass, we came to a wide and flat platform.

Many rough stone dwellings suddenly appeared around. The place seemed to be a small mermaid village, with some houses dotted with algae, and some mermaid faces in the dark windows.

Mermaids appeared from all directions, looking at them curiously, pointing at their hands, feet and mouths, and covering their mouths with their hands and whispering.

Behind them stood a jet-black statue. The face of the statue had been blurred, and the surface was covered with a thick layer of silt. Shells and barnacle shells were attached to it, and there were even swaying seaweeds. However, through rough inspection Judging from its shape, it was a mermaid statue.

There is a platform under the statue, which seems to be a village square, with a large group of mermaids floating in the center singing in unison.

The sound is ethereal and ethereal.

If Loren hadn't been watching them singing, he would have thought the songs were falling from the sky.

The mermaid wearing a red coral stone bracelet came to a few people and said in a deep and rich voice like a bass singer: "Come with me, the elder wants to see you."

"You can talk?" Ron exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, I can talk too!"

"Dumbledore sometimes comes down to chat with the elders and teaches us human language." Male The bass mermaid glanced at him with disgust and swam towards the square with her tail swaying.

"Yes, Dumbledore can speak mermaid!" Ron didn't notice his dislike at all, and said proudly, "Tsk, our principal has a really wide range of friends."

No one paid attention to him, and Loren and the others swam up to follow him, discussing at the same time.

"Mermaid elders, could they be hundreds of years old?"

"Maybe, there is very little information about mermaids, and their living environment is too special."

< br>"What do you think the mermaid elders are looking for for?"

Hearing Ron's question, Harry pondered for a moment, lowered his head in shame and said: "It should be because of the Goblet of Fire. Sorry for causing trouble for you!"

"emmm..."

No one paid attention to him.

I walked closer to the mermaid chorus, but the singing still sounded ethereal.

The eyes of Loren and others were attracted by the conductor in front of the choir, and they couldn't help but look over. With just one glance, they knew that the conductor was the elder the mermaid said -

He was too old Anyone can notice this at first glance. The dark green hair and dark green hair are withered and shriveled, and they don't look like things soaked in water at all. His skin and scales have become wrinkled and discolored with age, and the iron gray on his upper body mixes with the silver on the fish's tail, turning into a color between gray and silver.

He directed the choir attentively, and the bass mermaid was waiting quietly beside him. Loren and the others seemed to feel some kind of silent solemnity, and they were waiting quietly beside them.

At the end of the chorus, the old man makes an arc from both sides to the middle, grabbing the air with his hands like grabbing something, and finally closes it, ending with a powerful long high note.

He waved his hand to dismiss the team, turned to look at a few people, his smiling eyes shone slightly in the water, and he opened his mouth and uttered an old but powerful voice:

"Let you I've been waiting for a long time. Merkus doesn't give me much free time every day, so I must cherish it."

"Merkus is our leader," the bass mermaid explained without saying much.

No one answered for a moment. Harry glanced around and felt that he should shoulder the responsibility of communication. He stood up and said, "Old sir, what do you want from us?"

"I'm going to die soon." I want to talk to someone."

Harry never expected this answer. He was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and finally failed to answer.

The old man smiled, shook his slightly trembling tail and climbed up: "It's not convenient for me to drink tea here, so I will show you the scenery of the mermaid tribe. Follow me..."

< br>Follow him as he climbs and swims to the shoulders of the mermaid statue. The soles of his feet step on the somewhat slippery mud. From a high altitude, he can see from a distance that the stone houses in the mermaid village are distributed like whirlpools on the bottom of the lake. The windows reveal the light of various gemstones.

Looking further ahead, a large rock appeared in the turbid lake water in front, with many mermaids painted on it. They were holding spears in their hands and chasing what looked like giant squids.

"Mermaids are as complex creatures as humans."

The old man said to himself, his voice old and distant, as clear as if it had been washed away by the long river of time.

"We are divided into different subspecies or races according to where we live. I remember that in the early days, we were all called sirens. Later, those mermaids who lived in warm waters With a more beautiful appearance, they are called mermaids. However, mermaids living in cold water, such as Selkie in Scotland and Merrow in Ireland, are not so beautiful..."

Old Mermaid He straightened his beard and smiled at them with an indescribable smile: "When I was young, I was also a famous mermaid!"

Loren, Hermione, Harry and Ron, including the bass mermaid, did not speak, but from the looks in their eyes, none of them agreed with this point of view.

"Forget it if you don't believe it!" The Old Man Fish cursed a little angrily, and his voice became old and distant again, "Because it lives in deep water far away from the land, it cannot keep up with humans, but because of the gifts of the ocean and lakes , I thought mermaids could live freely and reproduce..."

"Sing and recite poems. Those with no musical talent can collect beautiful stones to make necklaces, make jewelry and weapons, and create sculptures...

"If you really don't have any artistic talent, then you can tame little guys like Grindylow, horse-headed fish-tailed sea monsters, and Loba worms. Fishing and hunting are also good..."

Loren listened quietly, and the cold water flowed into his chest with his breath. For some reason, even though the mermaid elder was telling a beautiful vision, he still heard some sadness in these words

Colder and more desolate than the lake in late winter.

(End of this chapter)