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Chapter 573

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The Hogwarts Magic and Magic Daily's report on the Triwizard Tournament and the contents of the interview were published the day after the interview.

This report caused quite a stir and repercussions in the world of magic.

Apart from the Vampire Capture Operation, which was still not making much progress, the Triwizard Tournament was the hottest topic in the world of magic.

Wizards wanted to know who the warriors of the three magic schools were and their basic information.

They also wanted to know why there was an additional warrior, as well as the content of the tournament, and so on.

Elwyn and Hermione's report was very timely, and the detailed content satisfied the curiosity of the people. The sales were very good.

This was not surprising, but it was strange that Rita Skeeter's report was not published.

She and the Daily Prophet did not seem to be in a hurry. It was obvious that their focus was not the same as Elwyn and Hermione's report.

They seemed to be waiting for the Hogwarts Magic and Magic Daily's report to be over before publishing their own.

In the next two weeks, life in the school returned to its usual peacefulness.

Hufflepuff and Slytherin seemed to have finally gotten tired of Gryffindor's endless hostility. Although they were not very friendly, they could already communicate normally with others. Only when facing Ron would they show obvious hostility and endless mockery.

Gabriel became more and more familiar with everyone, and completely became a part of Gryffindor.

Ron finally recovered from the excitement of becoming a warrior and began to think about how to deal with the first event.

He finally began to feel afraid that he would have to complete an unknown, dangerous, and extremely difficult magic activity in front of the whole school. With the help of Elwyn, Harry, and Hermione, he crammed in a lot of magic knowledge and incantations.

These things were too low-level. Ron had a lot of homework to learn, and there was a lot of content to learn.

Even so, Elwyn could not see how learning these low-level incantations would help him deal with the fire dragon.

Moreover, Ron did not put in too much effort in his studies, and spent most of his energy on other things. Although he began to pay attention to this matter, but in general, he still did not realize the seriousness of the matter. He did not think that the first event would be about the fire dragon!

Apart from occasionally guiding Ron, Elwyn finally learned the merfolk language.

At least, that was what he thought. He memorized most of the words he saw in the book.

On the second weekend, he prepared to go into the lake and try to communicate with the merfolk, to test the results of his studies.

If his luck was good, perhaps he could obtain information related to the secret treasure key of the four giants.

Unlike the lake near the centaur tribe's moon temple, the lake in front of the school castle was much wider and much deeper.

After diving for five minutes in a hazy, Elwyn, the lake, the lake, the lake, the lake, the lake. of the lake, the lake of the lake, the lake, the lake, and the lake, the lake.

There was a jungle of undulating, tangled black seaweed, and a wide, flat expanse of sand with sparkling pebbles scattered about.

As he continued forward, he might encounter shoals of fish and giant squid at any time.

In the middle of the lake, he saw many merfolk ruins.

For example, there were large rocks erected in the middle of the muddy lake. Painted on them were many merfolk, holding spears in their hands, chasing something that looked like a Giant Cuttlefish or grotesquely shaped stone statues.

After a round of exploration, Elwyn found the merfolk tribe in the deepest depression in the middle of the lake.

It was a large village with many coarse stone dwellings, speckled with algae.

As Elwyn neared, a few faces suddenly appeared from the dark windows, peeping at him. They were all merfolk.

This scene was enough to make one's hair stand on end. In the darkest depths of the lake, Elwyn was instantly surrounded by merfolk from all directions.

Unlike the mermaids with blond hair and blue eyes in fairy tales, their skin was iron-gray, and their dark green hair was long and messy. They had malicious smiles on their faces, as if they were monsters that had crawled out of the abyss.

Their eyes were yellow, their broken teeth were also yellow, and they wore pebbles strung on thick ropes around their necks.

These merfolk slapped the lake water with their thick, powerful silver tails.

After seeing Elwyn, they did not say a word, but attacked with the spears in their hands.

After a short contact, Elwyn was able to communicate with them calmly.

Of course, he did this not with the language he had just learned, but with magic.

This was not very difficult. Although the merfolk looked fierce, when they saw the light from the wand in Elwyn's hand, they immediately turned and fled in all directions, burrowing back into the stone dwellings.

Elwyn had never seen such timid creatures. Pairs of yellow eyes on their faces stared at Elwyn's wand, looking very afraid.

Even though they had the advantage in numbers, Iven was alone.

From the expression on their faces, it could be seen that, like the giant squid, they knew nothing about magic and were in awe of it.

Elwyn used magic to control the merfolk closest to him. This was a very strong guy.

He stared in horror at Elwyn and the wand in his hand with his big yellow eyes, his body trembling.

The communication that followed was not smooth. Bubbles kept coming out of his mouth in the water, which was not a pleasant thing.

From the expression of the guy opposite him, Elwyn wondered if he could understand what he was saying.

After a few seconds, he trembled and spat a bunch of bubbles at Elwyn.

This time, Elwyn was sure that he could not understand what the other party was saying. He could only recognize a few words.

Just as he was about to try further, the merfolk under his control could not stand the stimulation and fainted.

Elwyn laughed bitterly. He did not expect such an outcome.

Looking around, the dark stone dwellings were like haunted houses, and there was no trace of the merfolk.

In the end, he had to give up on this failed communication. He left the dark and cold lake and returned to the castle.

This could not go on. This failed communication experience told Elwyn that he should prepare some gifts for these timid merfolk.

Perhaps, this would let them feel his goodwill.

From the book "Where Are the Amazing Animals", the earliest merfolk appeared in Ancient Greece.

They lived in relatively warm waters, had handsome appearances, and had relatively strong magic abilities.

After thousands of years of development, merfolk were now found all over the world, and their appearances were also varied.

Depending on where they lived, their appearance and the abilities they mastered were also different.

To put it simply, the merfolk who lived in the lake in front of Hogwarts Castle were a group of ugly creatures that did not know magic.

They may have strong magical powers, but they had nothing to do with the merfolk that frequently appeared in many legends and myths.

Their love of music was probably the only hobby they inherited from their distant ancestors.

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