Chapter 782 (1/2)

Harry Potter stood in line in the front hall of Hogwarts, and the professors of various colleges were directing them to welcome demstrom's exchange students. Although Harry had a bad impression of the school, the blessing of Thomas Ford, which was firmly linked with the dark magic in Harry's mind - ”the students there won't be people like Malfoy!”

Harry asked Ron in a low voice. Ron whispered, ”it's a pure blood school... I can't imagine hundreds of Malfoy together. It must be a nightmare.”

Hermione was also quietly listening to their conversation. When she heard the speech, she hit Ron hard in the back. Ron was hit by her and complained to her in a low voice, ”what are you doing?”

”I'm trying to stop you from talking too much!” Hermione scolded secretly.

”Demstrom is one of the three magic schools in Europe. It enjoys a remarkable reputation in the wizard world and is also a friendly school of our school. It is recorded in demstrom: the palace of duel that although this school teaches black magic, its students have no prejudice against Muggle and mixed race wizards. They learn black magic only because of tradition.”

”Many Hogwarts seniors have forged sincere friendships with demstrom students... This can be read in the origins of the top three in the library.”

Ron grumbled discontentedly twice until the person next to him stopped and said, ”stop! Something is approaching. It should be demstrom's exchange student! Did you hear anything?”

Harry listened attentively. A strange sound floated from the dark, mixed with the sound of waves and inhalation, just like bubbles passing through the vortex formed by the water flow and sucked into the bottom of the lake. A faint, bone chilling cold filled the air. The Black Lake in front of him suddenly steamed with fog. At the beginning, the thin layer on the lake was filled with the whole lake in the twinkling of an eye.

The moonlight in the sky was obscured by the fog. With the fog, a faint and graceful song came from the bottom of the lake.

The senior students began to make a commotion. Someone whispered, ”is this the fish man singing in the Black Lake?” soon, the senior students retorted: ”the fish man's song can't come out of the water, and the language used in the song is not fish man language... Is it the sea demon siren?”

”Lake!” Lee Jordan pointed to the lake below and shouted, ”look at the lake!”

Harry's position could clearly see the lake. Although it was covered by fog, the fog was not so thick this time. Like the mist in the morning, he could still see more than half of the lake. At this time, the lake water had been surging, the smooth lake surface was billowing, and a series of bubbles came out of the center of the lake, Then the sound of breathing came out again - the calm lake had set off three feet of waves against the shore.

In the center of the lake, a huge vortex is forming.

The whirlpool stirred the bottom of the lake, and Harry could see a frightened Fishman turning up from the side of the whirlpool. The ferocious and sharp toothed monster had coral grass hair close to its face, ferocious and frightened. It seemed to be struggling out of the whirlpool and stretched out its claws to the Hogwarts students - but it was dragged down like someone pulled it down, Disappeared on the water.