The start of year feast was the strangest so far. Dumbledore was about to announce that Hogwarts was going to hold the Triwizard tournament. This was a legendary event designed to get three schools together, who would compete in a number of tasked to win the Triwizard cup; however when Albus was about to say all this the new professor of defence against the dark arts, Alastair moody, caused the enchanted sky to erupt with lightning.
Since then nothing to strange has happened. Sallyya continued to hang out with Snake.
Near the end of October, Sallyya ran into some exciting news while she was on her way to the Great Hall from Hagrid's lesson. There was a large crowd that was blocking the entrance.
"Hey - what's going on?" Sallyya asked over the crowd.
"Is Malfoy a ferret again?" Ron asked excitedly as he, Harry and Hermione appeared by her side.
Harry began to chuckle, while Ron, who was the tallest, tried to look over everyone's head to see the bulletin that was posted on the door.
"Can you read it?" Hermione asked as she attempted, and failed, at trying to get a look through the crowd.
"TRIWIZARD TOURNAMENT THE DELEGATIONS FROM BEAUXBATONS AND DURMSTRANG WILL BE ARRIVING AT 6 O'CLOCK ON FRIDAY THE 30TH OF OCTOBER," Ron read out. "LESSONS WILL END HALF AN HOUR EARLY. STUDENTS WILL RETURN THEIR BAGS AND BOOKS TO THEIR DORMITORIES AND ASSEMBLE IN FRONT OF THE CASTLE TO GREET OUR GUESTS BEFORE THE WELCOMING FEAST," Ron shouted as more Gryffindors asked him the same question. Sallyya stuck her fingers in her ears to muffled Ron's bellowing voice.
"Brilliant!" Harry smiled as we made it out of the crowd, "We have Potions that day!"
"I guess he won't be able to poison us then," Ron said. Sallyya rolled her eyes.
"Maybe if you two actually tried to do well in the class, he wouldn't detest you so much," Hermione sighed. Sallyya guffawed. "What?" Hermione asked.
"I think it's only he hates for that reason," Sallyya answered.
"Honestly," Ron muttered, "The two of you need to form some kind of Snape-loving group or something." Sallyya glared at him, but Ron just smiled sheepishly at her.
After it was announced that the two other schools would be arriving at the school soon, the Triwizard Tournament became the topic everyone was talking about. Everyone was discussing who they thought the Hogwarts champion was going to be and whether or not Fred and George were going to successfully get their names entered in (though this was only a subject that the few students were discussing). Meanwhile, the Weasley twins were constantly at Sallyya's side, wondering when she was going to start brewing the potion; one problem, Sallyya couldn't get the ingredients as Severus had been stricter with access to his private store.
"Don't worry, we'll get those for you," Fred smiled.
"You're going to steal them from Snape, aren't you?" Sallyya asked with a smile.
"How could you ever think we would do something like that?" George asked innocently, "I am offended!"
It was a relief when the day finally came around that the two other schools were arriving. No one was quite sure how they were going to arrive, so everyone was all anxious to see what was going to happen. When their welcoming feast finally came around, students were all told to be on their very best behaviour and uniforms were completely clean and put on properly - shirts must be tucked in (Ron had been yelled at by McGonagall about that just about 5 times that very day).
"Okay, everyone," McGonagall said nervously as we entered the Entrance Hall, "Everyone be respectful and don't do anything that will embarrass us - Longbottom, please try to refrain from magic as much as possible and Mr and Mr Weasley - I do ask that you keep yourselves under control."
Fred and George seemed to take that as a compliment and Neville didn't really seem to be all that offended by the comment that she had made that anyone else would have taken as an insult - he was used to being told that he wasn't that good at magic.
"How do they get here?" Ron asked, "Does anyone know?" Sallyya refrained herself from laughing. "It's a mystery really," Hermione said, "The schools always try to compete with each other, so I can imagine that they are both going to have a memorable entrance."
"Maybe they'll come in on dragons," Ron said excitedly.
"Honestly…" Hermione said with a roll of her eyes.
"Well we better lock Hagrid up," Sallyya mumbled.
Once the other schools had arrived, we all made our way towards the Great Hall where we sat down to eat the feast that was prepared by the house-elves - a fact that was constantly being said by Hermione. The Durmstrang students took a seat at the Slytherin table, much to George's liking.
"They would sit next to Slytherin," George muttered, "Bunch of no good…" Sallyya who was sat beside George, punched his arm, while Ron when on about Victor Krum.
Dumbledore stood up and looked around at his guests and students with a large smile spread across his face. The entire Hall began to quiet down as he began his speech.
"Welcome all," he smiled, "I am pleased to have you all staying here at Hogwarts and I do hope that your stay is pleasurable. The tournament will be opened as soon as we finish our dinner, so I ask that you all enjoy the feast and make yourselves at home."
He sat down in his chair and all at once, food began to appear on the table.
The next day everyone gathered into the Great Hall for dinner with excitement (Fred and George were still a little sour about growing beards within a second). It was now the time for it to be decided who the champions of each of the schools were going to be. At the Gryffindor's hoped that it was going to be Angelina Johnson because she was the only Gryffindor actually trying to get into the Tournament. Everyone said that it would be better her than Cedric Diggory, the Hufflepuff, which was the Hufflepuff hopeful.
The second that Dumbledore stood up and walked towards the flame filled Goblet of Fire; the entire hall went completely silent and looked in that direction when he began to speak.
"I believe that the time has come for the champions to be selected," Dumbledore announced, "The Goblet should be finished deciding any minute now…"
Everyone went silent and watched the Goblet like there was nothing more important in the world than this flaming cup.
Harry opened his mouth to ask a question, but was silenced immediately when the blue fire in the Goblet suddenly turned bright red and spit out a small piece of parchment from itself. Dumbledore raised his hand in the air and caught it.
"The champion from Durmstrang is…" Dumbledore read, "Victor Krum!"
Everyone cheered, though no one believed it to be that shocking that he had won this title. Krum walked up towards the front of the room to stand where he was told that the champions were to stand. He looked completely untouched by the fact that he was just chosen to compete. Apparently it wasn't much of a shock for him either. When the cheering stopped, everyone's attention flew back to the Goblet. Within seconds, the flames turned red once again and another piece of parchment flew out of the fire. Dumbledore caught it in the air and read it aloud.
"The champion for Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour!"
"It's her Ron!" Harry said excitedly. Sallyya and Hermione began to giggle as Ron's ears turned red.
Everyone cheered as the girl with silvery-white hair that Ron had been gawking at before stood up from Ravenclaws' table and stepped up towards the front of the room next to Victor Krum. When the cheering died down, Sallyya looked directly back at the Goblet to find out who the champion for Hogwarts was going to be. The crowd went silent as the Goblet spit out another piece of parchment that Dumbledore caught in the air.
"And the champion for Hogwarts," Dumbledore announced, "Is Cedric Diggory!"
The roaring from the Hufflepuff table was practically deafening. Cedric Diggory stood up from the table and walked proudly up to the front of the room to stand next to Fleur Delacour and Victor Krum. Sallyya smiled it had been a long time since the loyal Hufflepuffs actually had any glory.
"Well, we now have our three champions. I am sure I can count upon all of you, including the remaining students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, to give your champions every ounce of support you can muster. By cheering your champion on, you will contribute in a very real…"
Then something silenced him suddenly. Sallyya stared fearfully at the Goblet; the blue flame had turned a dark crimson and began to swirl madly, releasing a single white piece of parchment…
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