A day at Hogwarts.

Chapter 542 Drawing Lots
"Dumbledore's today is your day after tomorrow."

Just as Hermione was about to unwrap the sweets, Charles suddenly appeared and the sweets floated away.

"It's time to go to bed. If you miss the game tomorrow morning because you can't get up, I will laugh at you for the rest of my life."

Hermione pouted and reached out to Charles, looking like she would cry if he didn't give her hand in return.

Charles looked at the bag in his hand. Spanish Mallorcan pastries, half-moon-shaped flatbreads, usually contain high-calorie sweet fillings such as cheese, jam or chocolate.

Hermione pouted and said, "I practiced underwater spells in the prefect's bathroom tonight, which consumed a lot of my energy. Now I need to eat something to replenish my energy."

She had a good reason, but Charles said, "I heard from Myrtle that someone had eaten half a dozen tarts and a large piece of snowy cream cake in the prefect's bathroom just now. Who it could be? Well, it's hard to guess."

Hermione shouted out in surprise, "You said Myrtle was in the bathroom...peeping?!"

Charles nodded and said, "Yes, she would go in regardless of whether there were boys or girls inside. Durmstrang and Beauxbatons protested to Dumbledore about this, so now she only goes in when there are only Hogwarts students inside."

Hermione's mouth dropped open in shock, and she murmured, "How could she do this?!"

Charles shrugged and said, "Perhaps to stop anyone from taking maternity leave at Hogwarts."

Hermione glared at Charles fiercely and stayed away from this guy.

But she had only taken two steps when she realized she had been tricked, and the Mallorcan pie was still in Charles's hand.

In the blink of an eye, Charles and the Mallorcan pie disappeared without a trace.

The fourth game will start tomorrow. Simo went to bed early, but woke up after having a nightmare. He found that it was still early, but he couldn't fall asleep.

Seamus sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Charles to come back so he could borrow his magic book that would make him fall asleep after reading it.

The door opened and Hermione slipped in, pulled open the curtains of Charles' bed, took out her wand and cast a spell, turned around and said, "Don't tell him," and left.

Seamus blinked. What was going on?
Less than half a minute after Hermione left, Charles appeared out of thin air, shaking his head and saying, "This little fool didn't even notice that I was behind her."

Seamus complained, "You're the only one who said she was stupid."

Charles lifted the bed sheet and the bed board turned into a huge cactus. If he sat on it or lay on it, it would be like the plot of "Tom and Jerry".

He tossed Seamus the book he wanted and finally had time to read today's Daily Prophet as he lay in bed.

These days, newspapers have been reporting on Dumbledore's great achievements in an endless stream, seemingly in an effort to build momentum for awarding Merlin the Order of Lifetime Achievement.

But The Quibbler hits the nail on the head when he says, "Will singing the praises of a wizard prevent the price of a loaf of bread from approaching five galleons?"

After reading the newspaper and magazine, Charles put them aside and took out his communication notebook to reply to Gabrielle's message.

The news of the sharp rise in food prices in the British wizarding world has spread to France and other places, and Gabrielle is worried that Charles will not have enough to eat.

After Charles replied to the message, he thought for a long time, wondering what the situation was with the fairy.

After thinking about it, he decided to ignore it. The Dancing Grass Restaurant's takeaway system would start operating on Easter Day. By then, the pressure on the Ministry of Magic would be less, and it would be the goblins' turn to suffer.

Silent all night.

The next morning, everyone was chatting about today's game and happily eating breakfast in the cafeteria.

Hermione was unhappy because Charles had just given her last night's Majorcan pie.

"Humph!" Hermione said to Charles angrily, "Do you dare to compete with me in underwater fighting?"

Charles sneered and said, "I'm afraid you'll have a nightmare."

He is invincible in underwater combat. He can wave his wand and use magic to attack jellyfish. Are you afraid of him? He can also use many wands at a time, achieving the effect of Avada Kedavra Gatling.

Everyone happily watched Hermione and Charles bickering over sweets. But there was another person in the cafeteria who was very unhappy. If Dudley were here at this time, he would feel very sympathetic to Dumbledore.

In order to reduce Dumbledore's three highs, Jack asked Petunia for Dudley's weight loss diet and then told McGonagall.

Today, there were only a few pieces of boiled broccoli, three slices of grapefruit, two boiled eggs without yolks, and a cup of black coffee on the plate in front of Dumbledore.

I already knew what I was going to have for lunch: boiled cucumbers, steamed chicken breast, a few slices of bread, and a glass of milk.

In addition to bread, dinner consisted of steamed cod and steamed radish.

Snacks include some nuts.

Dumbledore couldn't get more for himself because Fudge had warned him that no shop owned by British wizards would sell him sweets. Grindelwald showed up and took away all his Muggle currency, not even the commemorative coins. Even the Grangers were warned by Jack.

As Dumbledore ate his broccoli, he thought that the world without sweets would be doomed.

After breakfast, everyone came to the lake in groups of three or five, where a spectator stand had been set up.

Dumbledore read out the rules of the game. Each team had to find seven key fragments in the lake based on the map obtained from the previous game. The key made up of the fragments could open the lock on the teammate at the bottom of the lake, and it was also the key prop for the next game.

The four teams lined up neatly, waiting for the draw to begin.

Lavender said nervously, "I wonder who will be picked."

Parvati was equally nervous: “If the key is not found in time, will the selected contestant drown?”

Ron said indifferently: "Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore is here, he will definitely not put the students' lives in danger."

The draw started soon, with the Simo team drawing first.

Harry, Hermione and the others took turns to go to the box in front of the stage, take out a small ball, and then open it together.

Ron said: "I think it's good to be a little dangerous, it's more entertaining."

Ginny nodded.

At this moment, Malfoy's face was terribly pale, and the light emitted by the small ball in his hand after it was opened was different from that of others.

Needless to say, he was the one waiting to sink into the lake.

Next up is Team Cedric.

Fred was the first to put his hand into the box. Suddenly, his whole body was shaking, and he tried hard with his other hand to pull out his hand, as if something in the box was biting him.

Everybody burst into laughter, and even Madame Maxime said, "This child is so funny."

As a result, Fred was drawn and sank to the bottom of the lake.

The laughter in the audience got louder.

Next, the students of Durmstrang drew lots.

Charles couldn't help but say after seeing the result: "It's over."

Ginny asked him, "Your friend can't swim?"

Charles didn't expect Erica to draw the lottery, and said casually: "She fell into the lake next to her home when she was a child, and she has a trauma in her heart."

"That's just bad luck," Ginny said.

What Charles actually said was that he was doomed, and Erica would definitely find an excuse to have a big drink tonight.

(End of this chapter)