Chapter 10 - LATE NIGHT COINCIDENCE...

Harry POV

Dumbledore was currently talking as all three schools gathered in the great hall. The Beauxbatons students were seated at the extended Ravenclaw table whilst the Durmstrang students sat at the extended Slytherin table. I looked over and saw Draco instantly sucking up to Krum.

Of course, the ferret was trying to lick the heel of Krum's boots... he is going to go around saying he is best mates with Krum soon after... and then, he will of course turn that into some sort of way to slander and send jibes at me...

Dumbledore had just stepped down from the podium and let the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Barty Crouch, come on. Once he announced that no wizard under the age of seventeen could be allowed in the tournament, a protest began in the hall. This chaotic uprising was led by Fred and George, who both yelled out that it was rubbish.

That reminds me... I need to ask them back for the Map to check Moody... The map could show a person in their Animagus form... it most likely can expose Moody of being polyjuiced if where he is standing doesn't line up with his name tag on the map... as the map never lies...

I had recently lent the twins the Maurders Map as they wanted to pull a prank on a couple of the foreign students arriving.

I better get to the bottom of this Moody business soon...

My thoughts were interrupted as Dumbledore stopped the chaos.

Dumbledore yelled out "SILENCE!"

"It seemed that he wandlessly cast the sonorous charm... haha... that shut them up real quick," said Godric.

Yeah...

Dumbledore took his wand out and pointed it at the golden tall rectangular box that was near the podium. The box edges slowly began to melt as what was inside was slowly revealed. A giant goblet then emerged, with a blue flame rising out of the tip.

"The Goblet of fire! Anyone wishing to submit themselves to the tournament will need to merely write their name on a piece of parchment... and throw it into the flames before this hour on Thursday night..."

Dumbledore's voice then magnified again, his voice extremely clearly echoing through the halls.

"DO NOT DO SO LIGHTLY! If chosen... there is no turning back... as from this moment... the Tri-wizard Tournament has begun..."

Daphne seemed to be quite worried as I looked dead tired this morning. I hadn't slept as I was busy watching Moody overnight on the Maurders Map. I had noticed something slightly strange on the map. Two nametags had appeared on where Moody had been at night, instead of just one. One was actually Alastor Moody himself... whilst the other was Barty Crouch...

Could I have been wrong? Was Moody actually just extremely paranoid to the point of cruelty slightly? Was he just up all night talking with Mr. Crouch since Dumbledore stated that Moody was asked to come teach for additional security?

After my final class last period today, I left immediately for my dorm to sleep. Daphne went to the hospital wing to start her apprenticeship with Poppy. Meanwhile, Hermione and Tracey had left to the great hall to see who would drop their names into the goblet of fire. Tomorrow evening would be the deadline for entries. Tracey seemed more excited at whether or not the twins' age potion would get them past the masterful age line that was drawn by Dumbledore himself.

Daphne and Hermione had both shut her down straight away... it was pretty funny watching them... both of them were almost in perfect sync!

I lumbered my way up to Gryffindor tower. I was so exhuasted that I looked like Moody when walking. I was limping around like a hagged oaf. Once inside my room, I hit my pillow hard and fell asleep straight away. I didn't bother to check the Map, despite that it was lying on the desk by my table side. I was just too exhausted. Once I collapsed onto my bed, the comfort of my bed took me into the dream realm straight away.

When I woke up, it was just past Midnight. I looked around and saw that the twins were not in their beds. It was just Lee who was snoozing in his bed. I rubbed my eyes as I got off my bed. My stomach then rumbled.

That must be because I missed dinner and slept instead...

Since I remembered exactly how to cut through the secret passageways to the kitchen, I could grab a midnight snack. I quickly took out the Cloak of Invisibility. Before putting it on, I decided that I might as well check the Mauraders Map for any teachers prowling around.

Just to be on the safe side...

What I saw on the Map was quite usual. Snape was cycling around the dungeon floor area whilst Filch roamed other parts of the Hogwarts castle.

I better wait for Snape to return to his greasy potions office. Then something caught the corner of my eye. I saw Barty Crouch, who had been in Moody's office leave the DADA classroom. I was about to dismiss it, thinking that Mr. Crouch was returning home or to the Ministry when he instead started walking towards the great hall. I glanced at the Map and saw that Moody had remained exactly in the same spot whilst Barty Crouch had moved. I quickly put on my cloak and took the secret passways towards the great hall. Once I got outside the doors, I checked the Map again and saw Barty Crouch still inside.

What could he possibly be doing inside the great hall at this hour of the night? Is Mr. Crouch admiring Dumbledore's age line? No... he watched Dumbledore himself draw it...

The doors began to creak open and I carefully watched who came outside the door. I looked up and saw the Headmaster of Durmstrang! Igor Karkaroff!

Wait... that can't be right...

I looked back and forth between the Map and the Headmaster of Durmstrang. The name tag indicated Barty Crouch despite it was Igor Karkaroff standing in front of me. Forgetting about my late night snack, I quickly followed Crouch. This path looked familiar... he was heading for the DADA classroom! He wasn't going back to the Durmstrag ship! I was about to follow him inside when the door was swung shut by Crouch.

Blast it! I was following him too far away... I couldn't sneak inside in time... If I open the door now, he will suspect something is up... fuck!

However, this did convince my suspicions of polyjuice potion at ploy here. I opened the Map again and saw that Moody had not moved, whilst Crouch had returned to his office. I wasn't sure of why Crouch had polyjuiced himself as Karkaroff and went to the great hall... what was the purpose? How come Moody had not moved...

At least I can go tell Dumbledore now... this was the hard evidence that I had been looking for... unfortunately I may have to let him know of the Maurders Map...

I took off underneath my invisibility cloak towards the kitchen. I would grab a late night snack and go back to sleep.