bioinnovel Chapter 338 Charm
Chapter 338 Charm
Chapter 338 Full of Charm
Belvina felt both annoyed and amused as she watched Harry, soaking wet, get thrown into the water by a blanket.
What's infuriating is that Harry is all brawn and no brain, unable to see the situation clearly, and always acts before thinking.
What's funny is that he's now soaked to the bone, looking so pitiful and unlucky that it's hard not to smile.
Just then, Fleur broke free from Madame Maxim's obstruction, stumbled into the water, and hugged Gabrielle tightly.
"It's all my fault, I'm so useless," Fleur repeatedly blamed herself, hugging her younger sister tightly. "Gabrielle, it's all my fault..."
Then, Hibiscus loosened her grip on Gabrielle and carefully checked her sister for injuries.
"Are you hurt? Were you scared?" Furong rambled on, her previous goddess image shattered at this moment.
Gabrielle shook her head and pointed a finger at Harry, who was slumped in the water.
"I'm fine, he saved me," Gabrielle said, glancing at Harry with a look that seemed to have captured his heart.
Geneflame Weasley, in danger!
Covered in finger marks, Fleur embraced Harry, who was slumped in the water, with a heart full of gratitude.
"Thank you, thank you, you saved her, my sister!" Furong said excitedly. "You saved her, even though she wasn't your hostage."
As she spoke, Fleur kissed Harry twice on each cheek.
"N-nothing—" Harry stammered, his face flushed, "You're welcome."
Harry, who received a kiss from the goddess, did not have any romantic thoughts. He now felt like the biggest fool in the world for believing the lyrics of the Little Mermaid's song.
"And you—" Fleur paused, "you helped too—thank you." She really couldn't remember Ron's name.
As she spoke, Fleur embraced the expectant Ron with a broad embrace and kissed him twice.
Immediately afterwards, Fleur and Ron helped Harry, who was slumped over, to his feet, and then they put their arms around Gabrielle and carried her back to the shore.
Ron, his face flushed, helped Harry, who was also flushed, back to the shore. The two brothers looked like crabs that had just come out of a steamer.
"Ron, go to Bobby first. I have something to say to Harry," Belvina said.
"Okay," Ron said and left.
Seeing Belvina's mocking gaze, Harry regretted it even more. He really wished he had ignored the three girls and just left them at the bottom of the lake.
"Pfft." Belvina clicked her tongue. "I never expected you to have this trick up your sleeve!"
Harry was completely confused; he couldn't understand what Belvina was saying.
"Gabrielle's gaze at you just now wasn't exactly innocent; you're quite something," Belvina continued. "So, you're planning to have your cake and eat it too?"
Fleur and Gabrielle, the Veela sisters, are both now very fond of Harry—how enviable!
This time Harry understood. He wanted to refute Belvina's unhealthy ideas, but he was too tired to even speak.
"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore." Belvina patted Harry on the shoulder. "Come on, I'll take you to talk to Mercus for a bit."
Instantly, Harry felt a warm sensation flow from his shoulders to his entire body. The water droplets on his body disappeared, and even the wet blanket draped over his shoulders became dry.
"The mermaids who followed you were there to protect you, but you hit them instead. Even though you didn't know anything about it, you still did something wrong."
As she spoke, Belvina led Harry slowly forward.
She continued, "Just apologize to Mercus later, be sincere, and that'll be the end of it. At worst, Sirius will pay you back."
As Harry got closer to Dumbledore, who was crouching by the water, and as the merman's rough and fierce appearance became clearer, he realized that "Mercus" was the name of the merman leader.
"If those mermaids keep bothering you, don't be afraid. I'll back you up, so there's nothing to be afraid of," Belvina suddenly stopped and said to Harry.
Harry felt incredibly stupid once again, and he wished he could go back to the bottom of the lake and drown himself.
At this moment, Dumbledore, who was squatting by the water, straightened up, while the mermaid leader, Mercus, looked at Harry with admiration in her large yellow eyes.
Belvina stepped forward and asked, "Professor, how is the merman who was hit by the enemy-repelling spell?"
"It's nothing, just a minor injury," Dumbledore said. "Mercus told me that Harry's bravery earned the Mermaid's respect."
"That's good, it's good that you're alright," Belvina said. "Is there anything we can help you with?"
Dumbledore shook his head and said, "No need. Mermaids may not be good at magic, but they have their own ways of dealing with the damage caused by magic."
Merkus, the mermaid leader, suddenly let out a sharp, piercing, and unpleasant sound.
Dumbledore then relayed: "Mercus said she looks forward to Harry becoming a true warrior, and she will wait for that day at the Black Lake."
After saying this, Dumbledore nodded to Mercus, the leader of the mermaids.
Then, the rough-looking and fierce-looking Mercus flicked his tail, turned around, and swam towards the depths of the lake, quickly disappearing from sight.
"You're incredibly charming, Mr. Potter," Belvina said, looking at Harry with amusement. "Even the merfolk are captivated by your charm. Impressive."
"Fine, say whatever you want." Too lazy to argue, Harry shut his mouth and lay down to let the mockery take its course.
"Go to Bobby's, everyone's waiting for you," Dumbledore said to Harry, then looked at Belvina, "I think we should have a meeting to discuss the champions' scores."
After saying that, the three of them left the shore together and walked towards Ms. Pomfrey and the others.
Inside the makeshift tent, Ms. Pomfrey was circling around the warriors and hostages, distributing blankets and medicines to keep them warm.
When Harry entered the tent, Madam Pomfrey immediately came over and wrapped him tightly in a thick blanket, making him look like a mummy just dug out of a pyramid.
Ron and Hermione rushed to Harry's side, watching him drink the fiery-tasting cold-dispelling potion.
Fleur and Gabrielle thanked Harry once again, but this time they didn't embrace him with open arms.
Outside the makeshift tent, five referees gathered to discuss the Warriors' score, and the first person they mentioned was Fleur Delacour.
In the first challenge against the fire dragon, Hibiscus displayed exceptional magical skill, hypnotizing the dragon twice. Although her adaptability was slightly lacking, her overall performance was still outstanding.
Despite her outstanding performance, Furong unexpectedly faltered in the second event, falling to Grindelwald. It's absurd! The Warriors of the Triwizard Tournament were defeated by Grindelwald!
Mrs. Maxim's face was ashen; Fleur's poor performance made her look ashamed as well.
Ultimately, the five judges unanimously decided to award Furong a consolation prize of 25 points, rather than the zero points she would have received for failing to complete the competition.
Logically, the referee should have scored Cedric, the first warrior to return, but Dumbledore mentioned Harry first.
"We all saw the whole thing, and Mermas, the leader of the mermaids, specifically told me that Harry was the first hero to find the hostage. What do you think?" Dumbledore said.
"Perfect score," Belvina said matter-of-factly. "Without a doubt, Mr. Potter deserves a perfect score."
"Porter was the last to return to shore, and he failed to return within the allotted time," Karkaroff stroked his beard. "What will happen to Viktor and Diggory if they give him a perfect score?"
Barty Crouch, his face grim, gave Karkaroff a wary look.
Just one glance sent chills down Igor Karkarov's spine and made his hair stand on end.
"Mr. Potter returned to shore at the end because he wanted to ensure the safety of all the hostages," Belvina said. "Doesn't such a noble act deserve praise?"
"Noble? I think it's foolish!" Karkarov retorted. "Fine, even if he was noble, the fact remains that he was the last to return to shore!"
Karkaroff then looked at Dumbledore and continued, "Albus, as far as I know, the second project isn't about who finds the hostages first, but who brings them back to shore first."
"Indeed," Dumbledore said. "But one thing is worth noting: Harry provided assistance to Mr. Krum underwater."
Karkaroff's face flushed red as he recalled Krum's clumsy performance underwater.
"Regardless, Porter was the last one back, and he doesn't deserve a perfect score!" Karkaroff said. "The Triwizard Tournament should be about results, not some noble performance!"
"In that case, let's give them scores," said Dumbledore. "I get the same score as Belvina, a perfect score."
Barty Crouch muttered, "Me too. Potter's noble performance deserves full marks."
"Perfect score, he saved Gabrielle," Mrs. Maxime said. "If it weren't for Gabrielle, he could have returned much faster."
Clearly, Mrs. Maxim is on Hogwarts' side today.
Four judges, four perfect scores—all the pressure is on Karkarov. It remains to be seen whether Karkarov can withstand the pressure.
After a long silence, Karkaroff slowly gave Harry his rating.
"I didn't hear you. Could you say it again?" Belvina said. "Is there something wrong with my ears, or is there something wrong with you?"
Belvina was quite blunt, simply because Karkarov's score was outrageous; he had replicated her performance in the first event.
"Six points," Karkarov said. "He was the last to return, so I give him six points."
Although the evaluation is not yet over, this "six points" will most likely be the lowest score after Fu Rong.
Fleur's lowest score was because she failed to finish the competition, while Harry not only finished the competition but also demonstrated noble character, yet he only received 6 points. Is there any justice in this world?
"Very good, very good," Belvina said. "So, Harry Potter's score for the second item is forty-six."
It seems she has given up on continuing her entanglement with the real villain, Karkaroff.