Rules of the game
"The Triwizard tournament takes place every five years and will be held here at Hogwarts. Only those who have reached the age of 17 or more can compete in the games." Dumbledore explained. A complaining sigh went through the great hall. Even Harry was slightly disappointed but he knew there were other important things to concentrate on. Although Voldemort had not been seen for a long time his deatheaters were still lurking in the dark, trying to rid the world of muggleborns and the famous trio.
"The championship is also an opportunity to meet the other competing schools. May I present you? The fierce students of Durmstrong lead by Karkarov!" The headmaster said. The doors swung open and a row of muscled young men came dashing in, trying to impress the crowd with their strength and accuracy.
"Also participating are the ladies of Beauxbaton." Albus announced. Now a cue of French girls entered, showing charm and grace by bowing ever so slightly. "Bloody hell!" Ron muttered gaping as one blond girl bowed in front of him and smiled.
Albus felt quite small compared to Madame Olympe as he shook her hand. One would wonder what Professor Flitwick might think seeing he was but the size of a dwarf. "Now let us eat and sleep afterwards. Lessons start tomorrow and you will all need your strength." Dumbledore said, ending his speech. Voices raised of chattering boys and girls gossiping about the new arrivals from out of country.
The Goblet of fire, in which students could throw a paper with their name on it, was placed in a room not far from the great hall. While some students didn't even dare thinking about entering the contest, others were bursting for their turn. Harry and Ron gazed longingly but Hermione was watching their every move.
It is said that Gryffindors are known for their courage but only a few of that House dared to participate. Fred and George, being only 16, had figured out a way to go around the rules or so they thought. The twins took the ageing potion and stepped inside the circle to everyone's wonder. As soon as they threw in their names the Goblet spit them out and they were sent flying through the air. The potion had backfired on them and they looked 80 years old for a week's time. In wizard years they were probably even older than Dumbledore himself.