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I'm sorry... What? Did Dumbledore really just say that The Triwizard Tournament is happening this year, here?! Yes! This will be the perfect chance to prove myself to my father... wait, he's not done.
"Eager though I know all of you will be to bring the Triwizard Cup to Hogwarts, the heads of the participating schools along with the Ministry of Magic, have agreed to impose an age restriction on contenders this year. Only students who are of age-that is to say, 17 years of age or older-will be allowed to put their names forwards for consideration."
Wha... No! I made a small noise of outrage, which I could clearly hear echoed across the house tables. I looked over at the Gryffindor table to see precious Potter and the Weasleys looking like someone had slapped them clear across the face. I snickered and pointed that out to Crabbe and Goyle. Well, at least if I couldn't do it, then Potter couldn't either. Stupid Potter, always needing to be in the spotlight.
"I will personally be ensuring that no underage student hoodwink our impartial judge into making them Hogwarts champion." Dumbledore had to raise his voice a bit to make himself heard above the din coming from the House tables. "I therefore beg you not to waste your time submitting yourself if you are under seventeen. The delegations from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive come October, and will be remaining with us for most of this year. I ask all of you to extend every courtesy to our foreign guests as well as wholeheartedly support our Hogwarts champion, whomever he or she may be. And now, as it is rather late, off to bed!"
There was a tremendous amount of scraping and banging as we all filtered out towards our respective common rooms. Ughhhh, why did the idiots at the Ministry of Magic just now decide to impose an age restriction on us, I fumed.
"Draco, Draco!" A high pitched voice came from behind me and I sighed internally before turning to face, the one and only, Pansy Parkinson. I swear, the girl has no boundaries, and she cannot take a hint! Seriously, how many times do I have to reject her for her to back off.
"Hi, Draco," Pansy simpered and I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes. "What did you think of that stupid age law? Just dreadful wasn't it?" While I agreed with her, I could have brought it up in a less annoying way.
"Of course! I mean, many of us are perfectly capable wizards, we should be given a shot!" I exclaimed. Pansy's eyes glowed at the enthusiastic response she had received from me, but honestly, the only reason I hung out with her was because her family was very well-respected, not to mention rich.
"Oh, here's the common room, what's the password again Drakey?" I looked up and sure enough, there was the stone wall that leads into the Slytherin common room. Excellent, now I can get away from Pansy and the way she calls me 'Drakey.' I don't even know where that came from, but it started two years ago and have hated it every moment since.
"Oh, the password is 'salazar'," And as I said it, the stone wall creaked open to reveal the common room.
"Well, Draco," Pansy began, but she didn't get any further because I had run up the stairs and slammed the door to my dormitory the second the door had opened.