Life at Hogwarts had gone back to normal.

Well, almost.

Durmstrang and Beauxbatons had arrived, and many students had put their names in the Goblet of Fire.

So here they were, sitting in the Great Hall, waiting for Dumbledore to pick the names from the Goblet.

When the first name came out, Dumbledore read it loudly:

"From Durmstrang: Viktor Krum!

And the second.

"From Beauxbatons: Fleur Delacour!"

And the third.

"And from Hogwarts: Cedric Diggory!"

The Hufflepuff table erupted with applause and cheers as Cedric stood and walked to the room the other Champions were waiting in.

Dumbledore had begun to speak again before the Goblet looked as if it'd give another name…

Another sheet of parchment flew out, and Dumbledore read it questioningly.

"Neville Longbottom…"

Then louder.

"NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM"

...And here come the rumors.

The entire Hall started muttering, including the other schools.

Maisie heard "He cheated!" "He's not even seventeen!"

Dumbledore barely looked at him as he walked past.

Maisie saw Professor McGonagal pick something off the floor and show it to the other teachers.

The older woman quickly walked to Maisie and said,

"Ms. Potter, if we could have a word in the corridor?"

Maisie nodded nervously and stood up.

Once the door closed, Professors McGonagal, Moody, and Snape stared at Maisie.

Snape was the one who started.

"Did you try to enter as well, Ms. Potter?"

Maisie could've fainted. "Wh-what? No, I didn't."

Snape held her gaze for a few seconds before looking at Minerva, who sighed.

"We have enough to worry about without this. Albus is probably waiting for us." She and Snape went back into the Great Hall, but Moody waited, stopping Maisie as she started to go in.

"Listen, Potter", he said gruffly. "We already knew someone is out to get Longbottom, but you're a new one. Any idea who did this?"

Maisie frantically shook her head.

"Alright. Write your godfather. This'll be in the Prophet by tomorrow."

With that, he walked back into the Great Hall, and Maisie stood there, stunned.

She needed a calming draught.