"He I. uh. um."
What would Brother D do if it were Brother D? Sirius couldn't answer this question. Maybe no one except Dudley himself could answer this question.
But since it was Harry's question, Sirius had to satisfy him no matter what, so he gave his answer after thinking for a while.
"Probably using some kind of transformation, maybe turning into a shark. Well, animagus, like the magic I can turn into a big dog."
However, what he didn't expect was that Harry looked at Sirius speechlessly after hearing his answer.
"Mr. Black, I think the competition venue should be at the Black Lake in Hogwarts. This is the only place with water nearby."
"Of course I know the Black Lake. I have competed and swam with James in it before, and I won first place that time."
Sirius was talking too much about his experiences as a student, but he didn't grasp the point, and he didn't notice that Harry's face was getting darker and darker.
"Although Black Lake is big, it is still a lake, and sharks are marine creatures, so it is difficult for them to move around in Black Lake."
"If a shark really enters the Black Lake, the only thing waiting for him is death."
"Does the transformation of Animagus not have to comply with the changes in nature? Or does Mr. Black transform into a dog that can fly in the sky?"
Sometimes Harry found it difficult to communicate with the other person on his own. He simply lacked common sense.
Faced with Harry's statement that it was both a sea and a lake, Sirius fell silent because he didn't understand.
According to his brain, isn't the difference between the sea and the lake just that one is tasteless and the other is salty? Isn’t it all water? Why can sharks move in the sea but not in lakes? Aren’t they all fish?
If these words were spoken by another person, Sirius promised that he would fight him to the end, but if the target was Harry.
Then not knowing means not knowing.
"Forget it, it's useless to ask you. I have classes later, so I'll leave first."
Harry sighed, put away the parchment he had written, and left the Gryffindor common room with his things.
Watching Harry's leaving figure, Sirius vowed to figure out these problems.
That night, Lupine received a letter from Sirius.
"Dear Lupine, do you know the difference between a sea and a lake?"
Lupine: "?"
The next day, he received another one.
"Why can't sharks survive in lakes?"
Lupine: "??"
On the third day, he received another one.
"Can a shark transformed into an Animagus survive in the lake?"
Lupine: "???"
What is this and what? Is Sirius crazy?
Not mentioning Sirius, when Harry fell asleep, he was still thinking about what Dudley would do. Would he bring a submarine over?
His impression of Dudley was one of pragmatism.
It's not impossible to use a submarine. But it would be too laborious to transport it.
Is it to get a diving device?
This idea is indeed possible, and diving equipment is much easier to obtain than submarines.
Just when Harry couldn't sleep because of his speculation about Dudley's actions, there was another person who also had difficulty sleeping - Mr. Bagman, who was responsible for the Triwizard Tournament.
The content of the second game is for the four warriors to recapture their most cherished 'people' from the hands of the evil mermaid. Although the mermaid is very resistant to the word evil, this is not the point. The point is the most cherished people, Harry, Fleur and Viktor are easy to handle, but the key is Dudley's side.
He had already knocked down several Ministry of Magic staff who were trying to secretly attack Miss Granger.
Tomorrow is when the game officially starts, and they have gained nothing so far.
Bagman wasn't surprised at all that Dudley knew what the second game was about.
"Mr. Dursley"
Bagman approached Dudley at dinner looking embarrassed.
"What's the matter, Mr. Bagman?"
Dudley smiled in response and devoured a chopped lamb chop.
Dudley smiled in response and devoured a chopped lamb chop.
"Can you."
"cannot."
A very decisive answer. This is what gives Bagman a headache. It's a waste of money.
"I didn't mean for her to get any harm done, and I wasn't going to let her get any harm done."
Dudley gently wiped the corners of his mouth stained with some sauce with a napkin, and then launched an attack on a piece of mutton chop. The conversation with Bagman did not affect the speed of his eating at all.
"But."
"No buts."
Not only was he in Dudley's hands, but having experienced Dudley's methods, he knew that the person in front of him was the person in front of him who should not be provoked the most in Hogwarts.
Much more difficult to deal with than Principal Dumbledore.
"Dudley, Mr. Bagman, what are you talking about? I seem to have heard something 'her' hurt?"
Just when Bagman had a headache, Hermione suddenly asked at the right time.
Bagman's eyes lit up and he suddenly had a solution.
"Miss Granger, the second game is about saving someone you hold dear, and you are."
When Bagman said this, he glanced at Dudley. The hint was so obvious that a blush immediately appeared on Hermione's face again.
"so what?"
"We need your cooperation, as long as you do it tomorrow."
"impossible."
A decisive voice sounded, with an unquestionable tone in his tone.
Dudley stopped eating and turned his head to look at Bagman.
"Dear Mr. Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports of the Ministry of Magic, did you not understand what I said? I don't want to repeat it again, do you understand?"
When Dudley shouted the title 'Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports of the Ministry of Magic', Bagman felt a pressure that almost suffocated him. At that moment, goosebumps all over his body stood up.
"Dudley, I think I"
Hermione looked at Bagman looking a little pitiful, and she felt weak and wanted to speak for him.
"I will never allow you to be hurt in front of me."
One sentence made Hermione run away with a blush on her face.
Dudley did not chase her and continued to eat while sitting in his seat. Having said that, if anyone else dared to touch this bad luck, then Dudley would really be able to reason with them and communicate in a cordial and friendly manner. .
Until Dudley finished his dinner and glanced at Bagman, who was still sitting next to him as stunned as an eggplant with frost.
"She definitely doesn't have to think about it, but it's not like there's nothing she can replace it with."
"What?"
As soon as he heard that things seemed to be turning around, Bagman immediately became energetic.
"You can try to choose something Hermione values."
"?"
Dudley said something softly.
Bagman stayed where he was.
"Is this okay?"
Dudley shrugged his shoulders and said in an indifferent tone: "I've already thought of the idea for you. It's up to you whether to use it or not."
(End of chapter)
