Harry Potter: Dragon Eyes

Fleur didn't take long to follow, diving right behind him.

'Is everything alright?' Harry asked through their bond and looked to check on her.

'Yes, I'm fine,' Fleur's voice echoed in his mind, clear despite the surrounding water.

'The charm is working perfectly. Let's go.'

With two quickly cast Visus Serpentis from Harry, both champions found themselves navigating in the dark depths with ease.

The parseltongue spell was a variation of Lumen Oculis, a spell that enhanced the user's sight in darkness…

The waters stretched out before them, filled with swaying seaweed and ominous darting shadows.

'Point me,' Harry thought and cast the Four-Point Spell wordlessly.

The spell revealed the direction they needed to go, guiding them deeper into the lake.

Harry and Fleur swam side by side, leaving enough room in between them for easy manoeuvre.

That was necessary because knowing the tournament's organisers, the most dreadful magical creatures they read about while going over tomes on the aquatic life, could be very well lurking somewhere nearby.

As they swam deeper, the water grew colder and darker.

'Thank bloody parsel spells. Merlin knows if Lumen Oculis would allow one to see this far down,' Harry thought, relieved that he had learned the spell.

Suddenly, a flicker of movement caught his eye, and he gestured to Fleur.

'I think I saw movement,' Harry communicated through their bond.

For a while, Fleur did not respond as she scanned the surroundings.

The silence of the underwater world had grown eery, and Harry felt as if a weight was pressing down on his chest.

'Something's closing on us,' Fleur's said.

However, the boy was already on alert and pointing his wand at the approaching threat.

A dark shape materialised from the murky depths, its sinuous form cutting through the water with alarming speed.

Harry had already cast a silent Stunner, the red jet of light illuminating the underwater scene for a brief moment before striking its target.

'There are two more coming from behind us,' Harry informed her.

Fleur spun around her wand at the ready.

With a swift, graceful motion, she cast two nonverbal petrifying curses in quick succession.

The spells connected with their respective target, freezing them mid-lunge.

Harry exchanged a quick glance with Fleur, silently confirming their safety.

They let the creatures, now revealed to be grindylows, be and drift away in the current.

Without wasting a moment, they resumed their journey, following their previous direction.

'Maybe I should broaden my sense a little bit. The grindylows came too close before I spotted them,' Harry thought to himself with a frown.

He closed his eyes for a moment, concentrating on slowly extending his magical senses further.

What he didn't expect though, was for another presence to flash in his mind…

And another, and another.

Quickly, Harry stopped expanding his senses and communicated with Fleur.

'More grindylows coming from underneath us! Be ready.'

Harry's tone was enough to convey the severity of the situation.

The dark waters seemed to close in around them, and Harry felt a chill run down his spine.

New magical signatures kept popping in his mind like candies…

'Merde…' Fleur said, her mental voice tinged with worry.

She tightened her grip on her wand, preparing for the onslaught.

The moment Harry opened his eyes, he almost wished he hadn't.

The water in their near vicinity, which was blue moments ago, had somehow darkened ominously in a few spans of time.

Familiar shapes swam around them, their sheer number enough to overwhelm even the bravest of wizards.

Countless grindylows' long, spindly fingers reached out menacingly, their sharp teeth glinting in the dim light.

And as if that wasn't enough, in the middle of the gathering storm, surrounded by a guard of countless smaller versions of itself, was a monstrous, much larger version of the Grindylows.

'Is that a fucking weapon?' Harry wondered incredulously, noting the massive, jagged sword clutched in the grindylow's webbed hand.

The blade gleamed with an eerie, otherworldly light, its edge promising swift and merciless destruction.

Harry ignored the shivers the figure gave him and turned to Fleur.

He was almost tempted to ask if she ever read about aquatic creatures wielding weapons, but he pushed the thought aside – they had more pressing matters to deal with.

'We need to create a diversion.'

If it was only the grindylows, perhaps they could manage, but that wasn't the case.

Instead, they were facing a small army of water demons, led by their bloody king.

'I'll conjure a swarm of fish to distract them. When I do, swim towards that rock formation to our left. I'll be right behind you.'

Without waiting for a reply, Harry aimed his wand and cast a spell.

In an instant, a massive school of silvery fish materialised around them, their scales glinting in the murky water.

The sudden appearance of the fish caused chaos among the grindylows, momentarily distracting them from their intended prey.

Milking the opportunity for all its worth, Fleur swam swiftly towards the rock formation.

Harry was just a step behind.

His eyes darted between their escape route and the chaotic scene they were leaving behind.

As they reached the rocky outcropping, they watched the grindylows' monstrous leader become entangled in the swirling mass of conjured fish.

'Serves him r—'

Harry's satisfaction was very short-lived…

The grindylow king, with a powerful thrash of its tentacles, burst through the school of fish, its beady eyes now fixed on them.

Harry's response was a bunch of parseltongue variations of the cutting spell.

The spells sizzled through the water, leaving trails of bubbles in their wake.

The big water demon let out a roar and deflected the spells with its sword.

The creature's strength was evident as it effortlessly parried Harry's spells, its eyes gleaming with malice.

'Tenacious bastard aren't you?' Harry thought and ignored the growing sense of unease in his stomach.

'Harry,' Fleur's voice echoed in his mind.

'We need to move. There's a clearing ahead, just beyond those kelp forests.'

Harry nodded, his eyes never leaving the approaching grindylow king.

With a swift motion, he cast a powerful Confundus Charm that barely hit its intended target and momentarily disoriented the pursuing creature.

Taking advantage of the king's momentary confusion, Harry grabbed Fleur's hand and propelled them both towards the kelp forest.

The dense, swaying fronds provided some cover as they swam swiftly through.

As they emerged on the other side, they almost collided with another figure—Cedric Diggory, his face pale with terror, eyes wide as he frantically gestured behind him.

"RUN," he shouted through his bubble-head charm and swam behind them.

Just in front of the couple, a truly massive shape slowly began taking form.

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