After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

They continued until the early morning, when there was even a faint light outside. Harry had fallen asleep long ago, but Lamia had been reading until now. Although she was very hardworking, unfortunately, none of the books she read contained any content about breathing underwater.

It's really bad.

Lamia sighed and walked to the nearby window. She and Harry could see the Black Lake from where they were. Lamia stared at the lake. The calm surface of the lake made her less anxious. It seemed that nothing was a problem, even though today was the day the second project would begin.

At this moment, Lamia suddenly saw a group of people on the road leading to the Black Lake. Professor McGonagall was among them, and even Ron was there, but for some reason, Hermione, who was with Ron, did not appear.

Lamia suddenly understood what the second task meant, which was to save their baby.

"Harry, Harry, wake up." Lamia shook Harry's shoulders and told him the news after he woke up.

"What? Lamia, say it again, I don't quite understand." Perhaps because he had just woken up, Harry's mind was not clear.

"Harry, you have to save Ron," Lamia said. "He's your baby today."

"But we haven't found a way to breathe underwater." Harry pulled his hair in pain. "I'm going to hurt Ron!"

"Wake up, Harry, none of this is a problem!" Lamia shook Harry's shoulders hard, and finally made Harry raise his head from his loss.

"I... no, I can't give up like this. Ron is still waiting for me." Harry wiped his face and said with renewed courage.

"We have to get out first, Harry, there will be a way." Lamia comforted Harry while pushing open the door.

But the two people who went out didn't know where to go, and they obviously couldn't just go to participate in the project now.

Harry was so anxious that he kept spinning in circles.

"Perhaps, we can go to Snape's office and have a look?" Harry suddenly stopped and said with some surprise, "That's right, I should have thought of it earlier. Moody told me that I could use some herbs!"

"Now is not the time to complain, Harry. Now that there is a solution, let's go there quickly." Lamia vaguely felt that this was the only way.

The two soon arrived at Snape's office. Perhaps because of the Triwizard Tournament, Snape locked the door of his office.

"What should we do now? We need Hermione." Harry tried for a long time but failed to open the door. Gradually, he became a little annoyed.

"Let me try." Lamia stepped forward. Instead of using any spells, she broke the door lock with her hands.

"We'll definitely be discovered!" Harry covered his mouth in horror. He couldn't bear to think about how miserable the fate of the two would be if Snape found out.

"No." Lamia didn't care. She could fix the lock, but that would definitely come later. She had to find a way to pass the project first. Of course, this was more important.

As soon as Lamia walked into Snape's office, she saw neatly arranged books and students' Potions homework, but there was no trace of the herbs Harry mentioned.

"No, Lamia, not here. You know, Professor Snape is always very cautious."

Harry took a deep breath, walked in front of Lamia, and took her to turn left and right. They actually entered a strange space that Lamia had never seen before. There was a whole wall of herbs here, and some of them even blinked.

"Lamia, you have to be careful. The herbs here are all restricted. Don't touch them carelessly, otherwise you might attract Snape." Harry swallowed and said nervously.

Lamia nodded. Of course she would not touch those mysterious herbs.

But since the two of them didn't know what herbs were useful, they could only read the instructions on the bottles one by one.

I don’t know how much time passed. It was too dark in here and Lamia couldn’t tell the time outside.

Harry finally exclaimed, pointing in surprise at the bottle in front of him that didn't look like anything special.

"Gillweed, this is it. You see, it can allow us to grow gills underwater, which can fully support us until we successfully pass the project!" Harry couldn't be more excited. The two of them had worked hard for so long and finally found a way to pass the project.

"That's great, Harry, but is there enough gillyweed in the bottle?" Lamia looked at the small bottle of gillyweed suspiciously.

"It's definitely enough, Lamia. You don't know, Snape set a space spell on his herbal bottle. There's more inside than meets the eye."

As Harry spoke, he quickly took the bottle down from the wall. In the process, Lamia noticed that Harry carefully avoided the red dot in the middle of the bottle. It seemed that this was the mechanism set by Snape.

After getting the herbs, Lamia restored the office door lock to its original state, and then the two of them hurried towards the Black Lake, almost in sync, as they both knew that the project was about to begin.

Sure enough, when Lamia and the others arrived, they were informed that the second project would start in ten minutes.

Lamia clutched her chest and finally caught up.

A moment later Bagman came over, squeezed Harry's shoulder, and returned to the judges' table.

He pointed his wand at his throat, just like at the World Cup, and said, "Loud!"

Then his voice was like thunder, sweeping across the dark surface of the lake and reaching the stands.

"Everyone, listen up! Our warriors are in their positions. When I blow the whistle, the second task will begin. They have a full hour to take back what was taken from them. I'll count to three. One... two... three!"

A shrill whistle echoed in the cold, still air, and the stands erupted in cheers and applause. Lamia and Harry exchanged a glance, then, without wasting time or watching what the other warriors were doing, quickly removed their shoes and socks, pulled a handful of gillyweed from their pockets, stuffed it into their mouths, and waded into the lake.

For some reason, Lamia felt the skin on her legs burning, as if it were on fire.

The further she walked, the deeper the water became. Her soaked robe fell heavily down, and now the water was up to her knees. Her feet, which were rapidly going numb, kept slipping on the mud and smooth, sticky stones.

Lamia had already chewed the gillyweed into pieces, and the fishy juices burst out in her mouth. It didn't feel good, tough and slippery, like octopus tentacles.

Finally she stopped in waist-deep water, swallowed the gillyweed, and waited for a miracle to happen.

There was a sudden burst of laughter from the audience. Lamia turned around subconsciously and saw Harry next to her. Half of his body was standing in the lake, but he was soaked all over.

Thinking of the laughter just now, Lamia guessed that Harry must have fallen down in a hurry.

He knew he must look stupid, but there was no other way and he had to go on.

Lamia's lower body was already immersed in the freezing cold water, and a biting wind blew her hair mercilessly.

Lamia's body parts that were not wet were covered with goose bumps. The audience was amused by their antics. Everyone was showing off their skills, while the two of them just stood in the water waiting for the drug to take effect.

The laughter grew louder, mixed with the catcalls, shrieks, and jeers of the Slytherins...

Then, quite suddenly, Lamia felt as if an invisible pillow were pressing down on her mouth and nose.

As she took a breath, her head spun. His lungs felt empty, and a sharp, knife-like pain suddenly pierced both sides of his neck...

Lamia quickly grabbed her throat with both hands and felt two long and narrow cracks under her ears, opening and closing in the cold air.

Gills! It was gills, and she could continue the game.

Lamia didn't hesitate, she heard a sound of falling into the water in sync with her, and Harry also succeeded.

Both men took the only sensible action—they dived into the water.

Taking the first sip of the cold lake water is like getting the oxygen needed for life.

Lamia's head stopped spinning, and she took another deep breath of the lake water, feeling it flow smoothly through her gills, delivering oxygen to her brain.

Lamia held her hands out in front of her and examined them closely. They looked a little green underwater, and they were scary looking, with webbed fingers connecting them.

She turned her head to look at her bare feet - her feet had become longer, and the toes were connected by webs, as if her feet had suddenly become duck feet.

The water was no longer freezing cold. On the contrary, Lamia felt cool and comfortable, and her body became very light.

Lamia continued paddling forward, amazed at how far and how fast her webbed feet could carry her through the water.

She also found that she could see clearly without blinking at all.

Soon, she swam so far away that she could no longer see the bottom of the lake. She turned over and dived deep into the lake.