Here I will write a more detailed summary of the story since I found the other space very reduced:

Five schools get together to participate in a historic event that takes place every thirty years: the Triforce Tournament. A champion is selected from each school, and they must participate in five dangerous tasks themed forest, fire, water, spirit and shadow. Despite this is the main idea of the story, another plot (and far more dangerous) develops throughout the story and Link and his friends must do their best to solve it before it's too late…

Based off Harry Potter's Triwizard Tournament.

Chapter 1: The Triforce Tournament

The castle known as the Hyrule Academy was a prestigious high school dedicated to prepare its students for the future in a wide range of educational areas. Its colossal outer walls protunded from the vast sea of tree pines high in a distant hill located in the northeast of Hyrule, with Kakariko Village down at its feet. The school was founded by the Hero of Time two hundred years ago, when he managed to defeat the porter of darkness and evil king, Ganondorf. Its purpose was to prepare its students mentally, physically, and intellectually for any challenge they faced in their lives, and to be nourished with wisdom the Hero of Time had passed down through generations.

High above in the eastern tower, Hyrule Academy's junior students were taking their Artifacts class. Professor Medli was writing notes on today's chapter on the blackboard, while only one fifth of the students were giving her their fullest attention. Some students were trying hard to focus on what Professor Medli was saying, but something else in their minds kept popping up constantly.

A seventeen-year-old blond guy wasn't bothering to put attention at all, and was peering through the window next to his desk distractingly, watching the sun's morning rays slowly penetrating the high clouds. That night, students from all over the region would come to the academy to presence one of the most important events in history, and that was the only thing Link could think of.

"…the Fierce Deity's Mask is one of the most powerful objects known until today," Link heard Professor Medli said, "The only known copy resides in a historic museum in Termina."

Termina… Termina…. Link remembered Shane saying something about a school from Termina coming. He couldn't wait for them to arrive. He wondered which other schools would be arriving to the academy tonight.

He looked impatiently at the clock hung over the blackboard where Medli was writing more notes: 9:24 a.m. Six minutes more and he would be able to leave the classroom and continue asking people for information about the Triforce Tournament. Headmaster Rauru had just struck them with the news last night, and Link hadn't have time to digest the information yet. Link peered over his shoulder to have a look at his classmates. All of them looked tired but, like him, excited. It was evident in their exhausted eyes that none of them was able to sleep well the night before. It took Link a few seconds to realize that Zelda's great blue eyes were staring at him from several desks behind in the row next to his. Link seemed unable to get used to her presence, even though they have been in the same class since their freshman year. Her breathtaking beauty was too much for Link's blue eyes to look at that he had to break eye contact quickly.

A sudden burst of laughing from behind made Link look back once more, just to see Baito, his brunette friend, and Shane, his brown-haired best friend, chuckling hard trying to make the less amount of noise as possible. Their laughter was loud enough for Professor Medli to hear them, though.

"Mr. Jones and Mr. Hermes," said Professor Medli in a strong voice, her red eyes glaring at them and pointing the classroom's door with her left wing fully extended, "Out!"

Link thought it was completely pointless to kick students out of the classroom when there were only three minutes left of class, but he merely watched his two friends exit the door still laughing about something. Link usually seated at the back of the classroom with Baito and Shane, usually making jokes about Agitha's over-sized butterfly earrings and such. Today was not the case, though. Link thought he needed fresh air from the breeze that entered the open window at the front of the class in order to avoid falling asleep, hence why he seated in one of the front desks. However, he was glad he sat right where he was today, or he would have probably been kicked out like his friends. Most of the teachers saw him as a well-behaved student, and he wanted to keep that image.

The bell's loud ringing brought relief to most of the students as they stood up, preparing to leave.

"Remember that next class we'll have a quiz!" reminded Medli as she erased the blackboard, while students were noisily leaving behind her back.

"Shad, do you think I can borrow your notes?" Link asked the nerdy-looking redhead sitting next to his desk, who was packing his Artifacts notebook inside his bag, "I was falling asleep through all the class."

"Um… sure Link," he said in a timid voice, looking shyly at him behind his round glasses. He took out the same notebook he was packing a moment ago and handed it to Link. "So, um… I heard you were planning to enter the Triforce Tournament."

"Who doesn't!" replied Link excitedly, packing the notebook Shad just gave him in his bag.

"Not me," admitted Shad, trailing behind Link as he exited the classroom, "Do you know that people have died in this tournament?"

"Who cares?" exclaimed Link carefree, descending the marble staircase in a haste. "It makes it more exciting."


"I heard the Gerudo chicks are hot!" exclaimed Shane excitedly to Link. They were sitting under the big oat tree they usually sat in one of the academy's gardens, along with Baito, Hena, and Linda. The Inseparable Five, they were called. Hena was a vivacious girl who loved fishing more than anything. Her face was full of freckles, and her hair wasn't even red as expected to be, but a dark brown color. Linda was an oddball, at least physically looking. Her hair was naturally blue, along with eyes to match. Her personality was shy, but once someone gained her trust, she was an awesome friend, or at least that's how Link thought of her. Her overall mysterious appearance seemed to attract a lot of guys in the academy.

"But they are all cold," said Hena before Link could respond, "They were trained for battle, mostly."

"That still sounds sexy," said Baito, in his usual deep, manly voice. The other four laughed at his comment.

"Which other schools are coming?" asked Link to no friend in particular, noticing Zelda and her friends walking across the lawn in front of them, going to their usual sitting spot near the stone fountain in the middle of the garden.

"A school of Zora, maybe," suggested Shane, watching Farore, Zelda's green-haired best friend, out of the corner of his eye. Linda couldn't help but laugh at Shane's comment.

"Don't be silly," she said, speaking for the first time since they sat beneath the oak tree. She had been busy reading Hyrule's Field Creatures, sitting a yard away from her friends so she could concentrate. She was listening to every single bit they were saying, though, "Only humans or semi-humans are allowed to enter this tournament."

"Why?" asked Hena indignantly, kicking the grass below her feet, "That's discrimination!"

"Because the tournament wouldn't be balanced, otherwise," Linda explained, peering over her book to look at them, "Imagine a swimming competition: a Zora would have an unfair advantage while a heavy Goron wouldn't be able to enter the water at all."

"Kind of makes sense," admitted Link.

"Are you girls trying to enter the tournament?" asked Baito, looking at the two girls in the group.

"I guess I could try," said Hena after thinking about it, "But I don't see myself being selected out of the entire academy to represent it."

"I don't plan to enter it," uttered Linda decisively while still reading her book, not hesitating to look at them, "Did you know that final exams are cancelled for the school's champion?"

"And let me guess," said Shane surprised, looking at her, "You think that's a bad thing, don't you?"

The four of them burst to laugh as Linda didn't respond, pretending she didn't hear Shane's question when she was actually chuckling too behind her book. The sound of splashing water made her head turn away from her book in the direction of the noise. Zelda and her friends had left their school shoes on the grass beside the fountain, and were now playing inside it, splashing each other with water and laughing.

Linda frowned at them in disgust and then returned her attention back to her book. She hated her, or maybe… she was just jealous? Zelda was the kind of girl that whenever she entered a place she immediately drew everyone's attention, because of her outstanding beauty, charismatic personality, or both. Being the heir of the throne of Hyrule, she was also easily the richest student in the academy. All of the golden accessories she wore all the time were proof of it. Still, Linda had something that Zelda hadn't managed to take away from her since their freshman year.

"We need to get going," said Link to Linda, who was now standing before her, offering her a hand and smiling broadly. "Potions class starts in a few minutes."

Linda smiled back at him, and accepted his hand. Link helped her stand back on her feet and both of them hurried to catch up with Baito, Shane and Hena, who were walking a few yards ahead of them. Zelda and her friends were now putting on their shoes back on the lawn. Zelda swung her magnificent golden hair, sending water droplets flying in every direction. Some of them hit Link on the face as he passed by her side, and he turned his head to look at her.

"I'm sorry," she apologized, giving him the same mysterious and overwhelming smile that made all of the guys melt. She looked extremely beautiful in Link's opinion, even though she was soaked in water.

"No problem," he heard himself say to her, returning a nervous smile. Both of them just stood there, smiling at each other for what Link thought it was days, months, or even years.

"It's getting late, Link," hurried Linda, pulling him by the arm and forcibly leading him away from Zelda, whose eyes followed Link until he disappeared among the crowd of students from all years that were rushing their way back inside.


"Today, we'll be making Eye Droplets," explained Professor Hollo as he stood on top of his desk so that the class could see him, compensating his short height. Like all Koroks, Hollo had a wood-like body with short arms and legs, along with a big leaf placed where his face would be, "The ingredients," he continued, pointing the blackboard behind him with his short right arm, "are already written in the blackboard. You have the entire hour to finish your potion. Once you're done with it, fill a flask with your potion and leave it in my desk to grade it."

The students immediately took out their small-sized cauldrons from their bags and placed them in front of their desks. Unlike most of the classes, students had to share table with other four people in Potions class. That was the main reason why students find it the perfect time to converse with their friends. Usually each group was too busy doing their potions to attempt to eavesdrop other conversations, which is why Link felt completely free to talk about anything with his friends in this class.

"Do you know how champions are selected?" asked Link to the table while he placed his own cauldron in front of him.

"Dunno," answered Shane, looking over Link's shoulder to read the instructions on the blackboard. What made it too difficult to read whatever was written in the blackboard in Potions class was the fact that colored fumes erupting from Hollo's potions always clouded the classroom, diminishing everyone's visibility.

"I guess the headmaster of each school selects the student they desire, after all they'll be representing their school," inferred Linda, reading the instructions on the blackboard too, "but of course that's just a guess."

"Let's see…" Hena read out loud, "we need fairy powder, gold dust, and an eyeball frog…"

"Remember that the eyeball frogs are over there," reminded Hollo, pointing the big crystal tank located at the very end of the classroom where half a dozen eyeball frogs were jumping like crazy inside it, "There are not enough for everyone; once you finish removing the tears from them, return them to the tank so others teams can use them."

"And I don't want to see any eyeball frogs jumping freely in my classroom," he added, this time looking at Shane cautiously, "Did you hear me, Mr. Hermes?"

"C'mon Prof, it just happened once!" complained Shane forcing himself not to laugh. In their freshman year he accidentally let loose a two-meter snake, earning himself detention for the rest of that year. Some of the students around Shane couldn't stop themselves from laughing, as they too remember that unforgettable experience.

"Let's see," said Linda as she returned back to her table, an eyeball frog held firmly in her right hand and two flasks in her left "Here's the gold dust," she informed leaving the flask that emitted a golden light on the table in front of Hena, "Here's the fairy powder…" she handed the flask containing a bright, pink powder to Link, "And well, here's the eyeball frog."

"Pour two-hundred milliliters of eyeball frog tears inside the cauldron, and kindle a fire underneath," Baito read out loud, "How the hell are we going to collect so many tears out of this small thing?"

"You'll be surprised," said Linda as she sat in the chair between Link and Hena, "An eyeball frog expels an average of three liters of water through the eyes a day."

"Wow," exclaimed Link, wondering how the small frog was able to contain so much water inside, "And how are going to force the tears out of it?"

"You have to squeeze them slowly but hard in the head," indicated Linda as she kindled a flame underneath her cauldron with a match.

"Disgusting!" exclaimed Hena, mimicking Linda's action.

"I'll do it," said Baito confidently, grabbing the eyeball frog out of Linda's hand, "I have the strongest grip."

Looking at Baito's muscled arms and broad shoulders, Linda thought he was probably right. The rest seemed to think that too, as they didn't complain as Baito started squeezing the poor animal above their cauldrons, forcing it to pour constant tears in it.

"Do you think you can grind this gold dust even further, Link?" asked Linda, handing him the flask containing the gold dust, "It would make the potion better."

"Sure," he said, pouring the gold dust on the table and grinding it with one of his cauldron's feet.

"Add the gold dust and extinguish the flame," Shane read out loud, "Then stir the concoction counterclockwise for one minute."

Hena added the now-grinded gold dust to all of their potions, trying hard to pour the same amount of dust to all the cauldrons.

What Link liked about his team in Potions class was that they were so united. They always followed the instructions at the same time, helping a partner struggling with their potion if needed. At the end, all of their potions looked equally, or almost equally, and they usually got the same grade.

"Excuse me, are you done using the eyeball frog?" said a soft voice behind Link's left pointy ear. Link turned his head just to find himself face to face with no other than Zelda. She was bending over him so low from behind that their heads were leveled, and her lips just centimeters away from his.

"Yea, sure, you can have it," Link said nervously, grabbing the eyeball frog that was eyeing Baito with fear and offering it to her. Zelda carefully grabbed the frog in her hand with a firm grasp.

"Thank you so much," she uttered in the same warm voice, walking away gracefully from their table and making her way back to her friends' table at the opposite end of the classroom.

"She likes you," uttered Baito, direct and honest, scattering the fairy powder over his potion.

"What?" asked Link nervously, feeling his cheeks turning red. The whole table was staring at him.

"Zelda," he repeated calmly, "She likes you."

"How do you know?" questioned Link, trying to sound relaxed.

"I just know," responded Baito, stirring his potion at top speed.

"Man, remember you're talking with the guy that has dated all the girls in the academy," said Shane boringly, rolling his eyes.

"Not all," said Baito defensively, stopping his stirring and frowning at Shane.

"Anyway, Link isn't even interested in that girl, right Link?" uttered Linda, looking at Link hopefully.

"Em… no, I don't," lied Link, avoiding her stare and pretending to be deeply interested in adding the fairy powder to his concoction.

After they finished their potions and assured that they had the same crystalline color, Link's team started submerging the flasks on their concoctions to fill them. Leaving the filled flasks on Professor Hollo's desk, Link and his friends left the misty classroom. Before closing the door behind her, Linda noticed that they were the first team to leave, and saw Zelda struggling with a potion that had turned a deep purple, opposed to the crystalline color it must have. Smiling broadly to herself in satisfaction, Linda closed the door.


The Dinning Hall was easily one of the biggest rooms in the ancient castle, with its high ceiling decorated with delicate hanging chandeliers and enormous size enough for three two-story, middle-sized houses to fit inside comfortably. A red carpet crossed the middle of the hall, and two wide tables enough for one-hundred people to sit on each were at either side of the mat. The sophomore's and senior's tables were the closest to the big doors that led to the green castle's grounds, the same doors that new students feared to cross for the first time. On the other hand, the freshman's and junior's tables were the closest to the teacher's table, which was distinctively at a higher level than the other tables due to the small staircase at the end of the carpet, but it was also one-fifth the size of the other tables.

Link noticed that the Dinning Hall looked different tonight, though. Four additional tables about the size of the teachers' were added, two on either side of the mat, next to the stationary tables. Also additional seats had been added at the teachers' table. The armors and the floor looked spotlessly clean, more than usual. An atmosphere of excitement and nervousness reigned in the Dinning Hall. Some of the students were eagerly peering through the big windows on one side of the hall from their table, expecting their guests' arrival. Others were looking at Professor Rauru apprehensively, knowing that he would be speaking anytime soon. The headmaster, however, looked calm and serene, a smile distinguished on his elderly features.

The big doors suddenly opened, and the students reflexively turned their heads in their direction, looking excited. However, they were more than disappointed to see Dampé, the scary-looking school's gamekeeper, entering the Dinning Hall and closing the big doors behind him noisily. He was also their new Spiritual Phenomena teacher this year, after Professor Zant was sent to a mental institution after he reached insanity. The lame gamekeeper made his way to the teachers' table, limping all the way through. After finally reaching his destination, he came closer to Professor Rauru and whispered something in his ear. The headmaster merely nodded, and Dampé made his way back to the doors, at the same slow pace.

"What the hell was that for?" asked Shane to their friends, watching Dampé's slow progress.

"No idea," responded Baito, punching the table with his fists, "But I hope they arrive soon. I'm starving."

Dampé finally disappeared through the big doors, and the students' attention switched back to the headmaster, who abruptly stood up from his chair. As if someone had instantly turned down the volume, the chattering occurring in the Dinning Hall died almost instantly when they saw their headmaster clearing his throat.

"As you know," he said in a high and clear voice, "Students from different schools will be arriving today to make their participation in one of the most important events in history, the Triforce Tournament."

Several people started clapping but the headmaster quickly raised a hand to silence them. The effect was almost immediate.

"Without further waiting," said Professor Rauru, moving his right hand in front of him, with open palm and horizontally, "Let's welcome the ladies of the Gerudo Fortress and her headmistress, Miss Nabooru!"

The students clapped excitedly as the big doors were opened wide, revealing a group of about two dozens of young ladies making their way through the red carpet, guided by an older Gerudo that seemed to be the headmistress. Link thought Shane was right; they were sexy, but in a very exotic way. All of them were brunettes, with flaring red hair down to waist level, tied in a ponytail behind their heads. They looked extremely fit in Link's opinion, and they represented their warrior characteristics very well. They wore a shawl over their mouths, their only visible facial features being their eyes, round ears, and a prominent nose. Some students were wolf-whistling at them as they passed by. The Gerudo students stopped dead in their tracks when they reached the end of the red carpet, and only Miss Nabooru climbed the stairs. Professor Rauru bent down to kiss Miss Nabooru's hand politely, and then extended his right hand, indicating the table where her students will be sitting. The Gerudo girls quietly made their way to the indicated table, and Miss Nabooru sat in the teacher's table, right next to Professor Rauru. However, the headmaster immediately stood up again.

"Second, let's welcome the students from the Sheikah College, and their headmistress Professor Impa!" said Professor Rauru, and another round of applause erupted in the hall.

The big doors opened once more, and another group of students came in. They were guided by a mighty-looking woman with gray hair walking at a fast pace toward Professor Rauru, ignoring the curious glances the Hyrule Academy's students were giving her. There was more of less the same amount of boys and girls, all of them extremely tall. The guys wore a cobalt blue vestment while the ladies wore a deep purple one. They all had the same red emblem across their chest: a human eye with three triangles above it and a large tear drop running down from the eye.

"Sheikah!" exclaimed Hena excitedly.

"I thought they were extinct…" said Shane, looking confused.

"Don't be stupid," Linda told him with an eyebrow raised, "Their numbers have been decreasing lately, though."

"I think they're at an unfair advantage," Baito whispered to Link, "They are good combatants AND skilled at magic."

Link knew what Baito was talking about. In Hyrule Academy, those gifted with magical skills (around one-fifth of the students) took Magic class with Professor Venus, but those who didn't, like all of Link's best friends, were forced to take Swordsmanship class.

After Professor Impa seated next to Miss Nabooru and her students occupied the table next to the sophomore's, which was on the opposite side of the Gerudo's table, Professor Rauru stood once more.

"Next, let's give a warm welcome to the Kokiri from the Deku Tree School and their headmaster, Mr. Mido!"

The two additional groups of students helped the rest in the clapping as a group of short people entered the Dinning Hall. Link knew them very well, as the forest where they lived was right next to Ordon Village, Link's hometown. Their average height was at most five feet, and their faces also looked young for being in high school. They all wore the same green garb and a pair of mountain shoes which made an awkward sound each time they stepped on the spotless floor of the hall. Some of Hyrule Academy's students couldn't help but laugh at them. Link had a hard time looking for the headmaster until he recognized the redhead walking in front of the others, with an authority pace. He was still the same height as his students, though.

"How mean!" said Hena indignantly, looking at a senior student pointing them and laughing after they passed his table, "It's not their fault they are so short!"

"I thought they couldn't leave the Kokiri Forest!" said Shane, dumbfounded, "I thought they died if they did so!"

"No, no, that's rubbish," Linda told him, "That's what they IMAGINED would happen if they left the forest fifty years ago; nowadays they leave it all the time!"

"Oh…" was all what Shane could utter.

"You never put attention in Hyrule's History class, don't you?" Linda asked him angrily.

"You know I don't," he smiled at her.

"Do you think they will be threat too, Baito?" Link asked his friend, who was looking at the Kokiri with respect, rather than making fun of them like the rest.

"Well, they have decent skills at magic and run quite fast," he said, stroking his own hair with his thumb and index finger, "But they lack strength."

Professor Rauru cleared his throat loudly and the chattering stopped immediately once again.

"Finally, let's welcome the students from the Clock Institution and their headmaster, Captain Viscen!" he said enthusiastically, directing his view to the big doors for the last time.

The big doors opened once more, and the last group of students came marching in to the applause of the almost-full Dinning Hall. They were guided by an intimidating tall soldier wearing a similar mail to the one the Hyrule's soldier used, with the exception of the Terminan symbol encrusted across his chest. Link was happy to see that the last group of students looked similar in appearance to them, with a barely noticeable exception: While Hyrule Academy's students were a mixture of Hylians and humans, the students from the Clock Institution were all humans.

Captain Viscen shook Professor Rauru's hand politely and sat next to Mido while his students made their way to the remaining empty table next to Link's. Now that all the schools were inside the castle, the Dinning Hall looked ridiculously crowded with approximately eighty students more than usual.

"Welcome! Welcome!" uttered Rauru throatily, extending both hands into the air before the students as if wishing to embrace the entire Dinning Hall. "I sincerely hope that you'll enjoy your stay, here at Hyrule Academy!"

Hena couldn't help looking at the grim expressions the Gerudo students had, eyeing the Dinning Hall with disgust and murmuring between them. A Gerudo, which was the only one that still had the shawl over her mouth, was laughing at Rauru under her coverings.

"No one's making them stay!" exclaimed Hena to Baito indignantly, frowning at the girl.

"I like them to be here," responded Baito, looking at the girl as his next dating target. Hena merely rolled her eyes.

"Now, I would like to present you a dear guest and personal friend of mine, who will have the honor of explaining the details about the Triforce Tournament," said Rauru with a pleasant smile, "Please welcome the king of Hyrule, Daphnes Nohansen Hyrule III!"

"Talk about short names," Shane joked to Link as the Dinning Hall applauded, most of them looking at the big doors, expecting his entrance. But the king of Hyrule didn't use the big doors, as he was already inside the castle. Hyrule III came out inadvertently of the teachers' room, which was located behind the teachers' table. He walked in Professor Rauru's direction, embracing him as an old friend when he reached him. The students took some time to realize what have just happened, and they immediately started clapping when they did so. Professor Rauru returned back to his seat, and the king of Hyrule placed himself in front of the teachers' table, looking at the Dinning Hall pleasantly.

"As you already know, we have been reunited today for a special purpose," he said in an ancient, strong voice. The students were looking at him excitedly. "The Triforce Tournament was designed to test the strength, courage and wisdom of the brave ones who dare to enter it. One student from each school is selected. I should tell you that, once you have been selected, there's no way back; you're obligated to participate. The tournament consists of five dangerous tasks, representing the forest, fire, water, spirit, and shadow themes respectively. The competitors are awarded points according to their performance in each task, and the school champion with more points in the end wins. The prize, you ask? Fifty-thousand rupees are awarded to the winner!"

The students in the Dinning Hall started applauding excitedly and making noise, but the king of Hyrule immediately raised a hand to silence them. "But that's not all, my dear students. The winner also takes home the amazing and glorious… Triforce Cup!" he waved his hand enthusiastically to the floor, making a cloud of dust appear. Once the dust was dispelled, a magnificent golden trophy became visible on the floor. The cup was at least two feet tall, shining reluctantly before the awe-struck students. Daphnes waved his hand again, and the cup disappeared in the same gray cloud from which it came. The students were disappointed that he took it away so soon, and some of them were even staring at him angrily.

"Now, you may be wondering how students are selected," said the king of Hyrule, and many students nodded interestedly. He waved his hand again, and a chalice appeared out of nowhere on the teachers' table, in front of Professor Rauru. "This is the Hylian Chalice," he explained, stepping aside so that the students were able to see the rock-made chalice, a blue light glowing from its contents, "Simply write your name, last name, and your school's name on a piece of paper, and throw it inside. In five days, the chalice itself will give us the five names it thinks are more suited to participate in the tournament. Now, for security measures, I'm sorry to say that no student under seventeen years old is allowed to participate in the tournament."

Upset groans erupted from the freshman table, who were the only students under seventeen years old in the Dinning Hall. Professor Medli, head of the freshman students, stood up immediately behind the king of Hyrule, looking threatening at her students. The angry sounds immediately stopped, the students looking at Professor Medli cautiously. The king of Hyrule smiled, happy that the scandal was over.

"Finally," said the king of Hyrule, "I would like to add that the judges who will be awarding points during the tournament are none other than the schools' headmasters and headmistress," he turned at the teachers' table to look at them, and started applauding. He was quickly followed by the students.

After he finished clapping, the king of Hyrule made his way to the big doors, followed by two bulky soldiers at either side. After he disappeared through them, Professor Rauru stood once more.

"Let the feast begin!" he exclaimed, making delicate plates appear on all the tables magically, with delicious food on them. Some of the foreign students gasped amusedly, especially the Kokiri.

"Finally!" exclaimed Baito, diving onto the fruit salad in front him. Hena laughed.

Link was still looking at the Hylian Chalice on top of the teachers' table, intrigued by it. In his mind there was only one thing: would he be selected to represent his school? He didn't know yet, and he was eager to found out. Still, he had to wait for another five days. Tonight, he decided to merely enjoy the feast with his friends.

Thanks for reading!