A lot of magical games in this world were really strange, as Billy figured. One example was Quidditch, it's like someone put the rules of soccer, football, dodge ball, basketball, and some others in a blender and mixed everything thoroughly.
Apparently, His assumptions were correct. Quidditch was actually a combination of other now-defunct broom-using sports.
He can't help but admit having a sport based on flying would be a spectacle to watch if only he wasn't busy in America during the Quidditch World Cup.
The same could not be said for the Triwizard Tournament.
Utilizing the Wisdom of Solomon, Billy knew that the world he came from and this world operated on the same rules apart from having magic a secret to most of the populace with the Statute of Secrecy implemented all over the world and Rapaport's law heavily enforced in the Americas.
The question of how successful it was remains to be seen, considering not many countries were in the International Confederation of Wizards let alone have their own respective magical governments.
In utilizing the same power, Billy knew of the Triwizard Tournament's infamy. He knew of the tournament's dangerous tasks that turned up a lot of casualties amongst its participants. Unlike other tournaments from his world, this one was one of the most dangerous and fatal tournaments in existence as far as he was concerned. During his research, there was even a time when there were no declared winners because all of the traditional three champions died during one of the many perilous tasks.
Hence, when Billy had learned of a fourteen-year-old competing against seventeen and eighteen-year-olds in the tournament, not to mention the dubious way he was selected as one of the tournament's participants despite the many precautions the organizers implemented to stop any underage witch or wizard from entering, he opted to train the four champions together and gave all four of them a bigger chance at survival.
Billy, in his Captain Marvel form he aptly named William, taught the four Triwizard Champions new spells that have a high probability of helping them winning and surviving the tournament.
He had admitted to the selected participants that their sessions were more for the benefit of their youngest competitor however to avoid the matter being categorized as cheating, he also extended the offer to the other three champions.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, do you have any comments on how Harry Potter was able to enter the tournament and made him the fourth participant in a tournament where there should only be three?" William questioned the Headmaster.
"No, I drew an age line around the Goblet of Fire to stop any would-be rule breakers and join the tournament to avoid casualties as young as eleven-year-olds." Hogwarts's headmaster responded. "The only way for Mr. Potter to have entered was for someone else to have put his name in."
"Are you saying that no one under the age of seventeen can enter the age line even if one were to make an aging potion or even transfigure oneself to be older?"
"Funny you say that, William," Dumbledore chuckled. "There were indeed people who used transfigurations and aging potions to pass through my age line, but they were unsuccessful."
"I had heard of that from the school's rumor mill." William nodded. "The Weasley twins found their faces aged up to elderly men judging from the apparent white hair and beard that grew by the second."
"Never a dull day with the Weasley twins." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled.
"Speaking of the Goblet of Fire, do you know its origins Headmaster?" William asked.
"I'm afraid not William." Dumbledore shook his head. "All teachers and staff are at a loss at how the Goblet managed to spit out four participants instead of the regular three." He sighed. "Even the Ministry of Magic does not know. There's a theory that the artifact was hit with a Confundus charm and made the Goblet think that there need to be four champions for the tournament instead of three."
"Do you believe the theory?"
"A few Unspeakables seems to agree."
"Unspeakables?"
"They're Ministry workers who work on time, space, astronomy, prophecies, and the heart," Dumbledore answered. "All of their work remains a secret even to the Minister himself, all we can do is ask if something was in the realm of possibility."
"If I were to ask them about the Goblet, they'll likely not to give me an answer?"
"You assume correctly William."
"If I were to give Harry Potter leverage against his older competitors, would he be potentially be forced into a penalty?"
"I cannot say."
"Well then, would it be alright if I were to teach all four champions new spells then until before midnight."
"That wouldn't be viewed as cheating because all four champions will be given the same privilege." If it was ever possible, the Headmaster's eyes twinkled even more. "You have my permission, Mr. Diggory is a prefect and he can vouch for Mr. Potter being outside of the Dormitory past curfew."
"I would like to ask permission for Mr. Creevey as well, instead of having another employee of the Mudblood be the paper's photographer during the event, I figured why not use an intern who's already on the school grounds."
"Considering Mr. Creevey already has a clearance as a student, there's less of a risk for a security breach, very well, Mr. Creevey can be outside the Dormitory after curfew on the condition that he must return to his dormitory when his head of house fetches him."
"Fair enough." William nodded.
For the most part, sporting events and tournaments such as Quidditch works the same as Billy's homeworld, home universe. The spectators were entertained as they watched how each event was played like: how one member managed to score a goal, how an opponent stole the ball, even how some even blocked the ball.
It was entertaining to watch beaters slam away the quaffles, how keepers prevented the opponent team from scoring, even how seekers chased after the golden snitch to potentially win a game.
The first task of the Triwizard Tournament was a lot like that, it was entertaining to watch, albeit in a worrisome sort of way, considering the danger the participants were in: how they were going to outsmart a nesting mother. The first task of the tournament was retrieving a fake egg from a nesting dragon.
"Mr. Diggory, could I have a word?" Billy questioned as he approached the bed Cedric sat on. "How did you come up of transfiguring a slab of stone into a dog?"
"I don't know," Cedric admitted. "I was just thinking that if the dragon's attention wasn't on me, I'd be able to finish the first task with ease."
"Good thinking, most dragons are easily distracted." Billy nodded. "That water eruption spell was brilliant as well." He praised.
"Well, I was just glad that I had thought of that spell before I became one fried bloke." Cedric joked. "I don't fancy being fried, mate."
"I don't think anyone would." Billy chuckled along. "With experiencing the tournament, how do you describe this?"
"This goes way beyond glory." Cedric shivered. "This is survival."
Not a moment later, Madam Pomfrey then decided to shoo Billy and Colin away from the healer tent so that she can tend to her patient in peace.
Billy and Colin then went back to the stands and they were just in time for when Fleur entered the enclosure. They watched how the Delacour fared against her opponent and immediately returned to the healer tent and waited for her injuries to be treated.
"Ms. Delacour, could I have a word?" Billy smiled.
"Oui!" Fleur nodded. "
"What did you feel when you entered the enclosure?"
"J'étais effrayée!" Fleur exclaimed. "La flamme! Endormie!" She rambled.
"Excuse me?" Billy raised an eyebrow.
"Je m'excuse," Fleur apologized. "I was so scared, I thought it was asleep but it exhaled la flamme!"
"You didn't think that the dragons would exhale flames when they're asleep?" Billy questioned.
"Oui!" Fleur nodded. "I deed not know what to do."
"From what I've seen, you were composed the whole time," Billy informed. "You were quick enough to extinguish the flames of your skirt with a water-making charm."
"I was lucky." Fleur admitted.
"Well then, after experiencing the first task, what can you say about the tournament?" Billy questioned.
"Survie!"
Billy and Colin were once again shooed away from the healer's tent and just in time for Krum to enter the enclosure. Both boys watched how the famous Viktor Krum would've done, suffice to say that he was the strongest spellcaster between the four of them, hitting the eye of a dragon, whose species were known to be able to resist magical attacks from wizards.
As soon as Krum finished, after saving the nesting mother's eggs, Billy and Colin immediately rushed to the healer's tent once more and repeated his process with Cedric and Fleur for Krum.
"Mr. Krum, how does it feel to score so high in the tournament from the start?" Billy questioned as Colin took a picture of the still panting Durmstrang student.
"It vas intense!" Krum commented. "I vas glad that I vas avul to protect the dragon's eggs." He panted. "It vould no doubt affect my standing in the tournament."
"I see, could you please describe the tournament in one word, now that you have experienced the first task."
"Survival." Krum responded.
It was no wonder that this infamous tournament racked up a lot of casualties. The tournament was no different than the Gladiator fights during the ancient Roman Empire or bullfighting in modern times, modern times relative to his home universe. All three events endanger its participants all for the entertainment of its spectators.
Unlike the sporting events in Billy's home universe, however, the Triwizard Tournament featured an event that would normally be held at the end, concluding the event on a high note. The event was called the Yule Ball.
The Yule Ball was quite a strange event to hold right in the middle of the tournament, it was before the second task of the tournament would take place.
Strangeness of the event aside, the Yule Ball was an event Billy could never forget. The school's great hall was transformed into a ballroom made of ice: tables and chairs were covered in ice-like colors granting the illusion that everything in the Great Hall was made of ice.
The Icicles that clung to the candle-lit chandeliers gave the Great Hall a variety of colors and effects making the Great Hall seem to be a sight to behold. The addition of the snow-covered trees alongside the trees made of ice by the high table just added more to the spectacle.
Billy couldn't help but describe the entire event as, dare he say it, magical.
Once the event concluded Billy decided to investigate some claims further.
"Sir Nicholas, has Mr. Potter's life been in danger before?" William questioned the ghost in one of the corridors.
"Most Certainly Sir William." Nearly Headless Nick answered.
"William's just fine Sir Nicholas." William shook his head. "Unlike you, I was never knighted or in the service of royalty."
"Very well William." Sir Nicholas nodded. "With regards to Potter, for three consecutive years, that boy finds himself in a lot of trouble starting at Hollow's Eve."
"What kinds of trouble?"
"Life-threatening kinds of trouble." The fat friar inserted himself into the conversation.
"How so?"
"A troll got inside the school grounds during 1991." Sir Nicholas hummed.
"The Chamber of Secrets was opened in 1992." The Bloody Baron hissed.
"Then there was the time when Sirius Black infiltrated the castle in 1993." The fat friar added.
"These events act some sort of precursor to the life-threatening events that Mr. Potter has faced?"
"That was true for Potter's first two years." Sir Nicholas nodded. "I feel like the one in 1993 was just pure coincidence."
"You reckon that when Potter's name was ejected from the Goblet of fire, this was only a precursor for more things to come that would threaten Potter's life?"
"We can't be too sure." The fat friar shook his head. "As the one that happened in 1993 broke what we knew of the pattern that was established."
"Sirius Black's infiltration of the castle had never gone to fruition and Peter Pettigrew was caught, or so what I've caught from talking students." Sir Nicholas offered.
"Sirius Black is back in Ministry Custody but under hospital arrest at St. Mungos and help him recover from being near the Dementors for more than a decade," William informed the ghosts. "It's largely due to the capture of Peter Pettigrew who was thought to be dead." He added. "Black will soon go to trial and would then be declared innocent depending on circumstances."
"You mean to say that Black hasn't undergone any trial for his supposed crimes?" The fat friar hissed. "What utter hypocrites, they're no better than the muggles who performed witch hunts back in the day." He scoffed.
"Anyway, do you know of any students who could possibly cast a Confundus charm on a magical object such as the Goblet of Fire?" William questioned the ghosts that have gathered.
"So this is the nature of your inquiries of Potter's life-threatening adventures." The Bloody Baron mused. "You exhibit Slytherin qualities, William."
"To answer your question, most sixth and seventh years are capable of casting the charm." The fat friar responded.
"Come to think of it, that Granger girl could possibly cast the charm herself, she's always in the library." Sir Nicholas offered.
"But none would be able to cast a charm that would confuse a magical object such as the Goblet of Fire."
"Which means, one of the teachers is responsible for the fourth champion." William deduced.
"No, that can't be it." The fat friar denied the conclusion. "No self-respecting teacher of Hogwarts would ever bring harm to the students of the school."
"You said it yourself, it'd be impossible for any of the students to be able to cast the Confundus charm on a magical object and having the desired result," William pointed out. "When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth."
"The lad has a point." Sir Nicholas nodded. "No self-respecting sixth or seventh year would put the name of an underage student on the off chance that the goblet wouldn't pick them."
"Those are mere circumstantial evidence." The Bloody Baron sneered. "How could you possibly hope for the capture of the one responsible?"
"By investigating further." William smiled as he walked towards a wall.
"The Come and Go room." Sir Nicholas commented.
"Come and Go? I was under the impression that this place was called the Rock of Eternity."
"I think I heard the Grey Lady say that this was called the Room of Requirement, although I cannot remember when." The fat friar hummed.
"Regardless of what the name of the room is, I have more things to do, thank you for your inputs." William smiled at the Ghosts.
"Expecto Patronum!"
A silver-y Bengal Tiger was summoned from William's wand before it ran towards the wall and passed through it.
William summoned another silver-y Bengal Tiger and it too did the same as the first one.
Before the year could've ended, Billy shared with the four champions what he had concluded with his conversation with the ghosts. He had enchanted the four champions to say his very own magic word, which he had already made as a taboo beforehand during his days as a MACUSA auror, whenever they hear the first two syllables of any of the three unforgivable curses.
It had the side effect of shocking the four champions unconscious, which put Potter in a more precarious position.
Confident that the four students would at least be protected from the killing curse, Billy left the unconscious champions by the lakeside and continue his search back in the Room of Requirement, as some of the ghosts had insisted the room to be called.
Then came the second and third tasks of the tournament and they were as boring as they can get. There's more action with muggle children playing tic-tac-toe than the second and third tasks.
The second task involved the merpeople, the grindylows, and other deepwater creatures present in the Black Lake. It was a long waiting game, all the audience saw was when the participants jumped into the water and when they came up.
It was rather impressive of Harry, and it was appreciated, that the boy jumped from the water like a dolphin before diving back in as it provided a little bit of entertainment from the longest waiting game the entire school has played.
Eventually, the participants surfaced, along with their respective hostages, the judgment of this particular task was based on the time it took for them to rescue their respective hostages, whether they were able to rescue them or not, and the merpeople's accounts of what happened underwater.
Tragedy struck right after the reveal of what the third task was about. Bartemius Crouch Sr. was found dead, whose corpse was transfigured into a human femur buried near the gamekeeper's hut.
Naturally, the main suspect was the school's gamekeeper but further investigation proves that Crouch Sr. was killed with the killing curse as what was shown by the spell 'Appare Vistigium'. That alone couldn't convict the half-giant for the death of the ministry worker.
During his investigation on Crouch Sr.'s death, he met Professor Alastor Moody. The two of them collaborated with investigating the death of one of the Ministry's department heads.
As Billy continued to collaborate with Moody, there was something off about this auror-turned-professor. He knew it was the Wisdom of Solomon at play, but he just can't place on what was off about the wizard.
One thing was for sure, that Billy knew, the walk Moody was doing, wasn't due to a disability but rather due to him trying to accommodate the prosthetic on his leg. He can identify whether the man was truly disabled or not. Freddy, his best friend, was disabled due to his blunder against Captain Nazi.
As per recommendation by both William and Moody, Minister Fudge had Professor Hagrid watched 24 hours a day, seven days a week. The move was necessitated to both prove the professor's innocence and to watch over him in case Crouch's killer would target the half giant next.
Minister Fudge's motive however wasn't as noble as William's, due to the Minister's prejudice against anyone not fully human.
The other reason why Professor Hagrid wouldn't have been the killer was that he was expelled, transfiguring a human into an inanimate object was an advanced level of magic.
"William, has your investigations bore fruit?" Professor Dumbledore questioned the journalist.
"Unfortunately headmaster, no." William shook his head. "I have a few suspects but I don't have any conclusive evidence to back my claims, which as you would know, would be bad for any case."
"Right you are my boy." The headmaster nodded. "Surely the last task of the tournament would go smoothly as the first two tasks did."
"You should have not said that, Professor." William exclaimed.
"Whatever do you mean William?"
"There's a no-maj belief that if you state that something good is sure to happen in a particular event, whatever forces out there would make the event in question have worse things happen to it." William sighed.
"Surely those are mere superstitious beliefs."
"Every muggle has thought of magic as superstitious, Professor." William shook his head. "Let us just prepare."
Unlike the second task, there was some sort of entertainment during the third task as soon as all the participants were inside the maze, doing the third task of the tournament.
The entertainment in question was the different arguments that broke out after all the champions had entered the maze. Different people supported either of the four champions. Naturally, the students from Durmstrang supported Krum and the students from Beaubaxtons supported Fleur.
One would think that the two Hogwarts champions would get the support of the entire school's student body, however, house loyalties reared it's ugly head and divided the school more than it already was. Naturally, the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs supported Harry and Cedric respectively however the Ravenclaws and Slytherins were split between all four of the champions.
Some Slytherins were taunting the Gryffindors and Gryffindors taunted back.
Thankfully it never escalated to hexes and curses at each other.
One of the major downsides of this universe's separation between magic and non-magic is the fact that most muggle technologies don't work in places where there is a huge concentration of magic. It was a shame too as a wizard or witch could've been on the brooms and followed the champions while carrying cine-cameras.
Then again there is the issue of how to transfer the camera's feed to something that would be viewed by the peanut gallery, not to mention how it would work with the surrounding magic, making most technological things malfunction.
Speaking of cameras, Billy never asked the intern how he got his camera.
"Colin, how did you get your camera?" Billy asked his companion.
"This was a gift to me by my mother," Colin answered. "I think this was my 8th birthday gift and I've been using it since then."
"How'd you make it work inside the school? Aren't most muggle things do not work in the school?"
"Professor Mcgonagall and Professor Flitwick enchanted the camera when she took me to Diagon Alley for the first time where Professor Flitwick enchanted it," Colin answered. "I kinda asked Professor Mcgonagall how I can show my younger brother Hogwarts."
"That can't be it." Billy narrowed his eyes in confusion. "That would violate the Statute of Secrecy."
"I don't know myself," Colin admitted. "Mum and Dad probably know the reason why I was allowed to bring my camera."
"It is possible that your head of house informed your parents about the Statute of Secrecy." Billy nodded in understanding. "I suspect that it was to make your transition from living in a muggle society to living in the wizarding society."
"Maybe so."
Apart from the idle conversations Billy had with Colin and the taunts that happened all around the place, the third task was as boring as they come, some muggleborn first years had even agreed with his sentiment and wished.
"I wish something were to happen." A first-year Ravenclaw groaned.
"What are you talking about?" Another Ravenclaw questioned. "This is the third task of the Triwizard Tournament."
Billy merely shook his head and stopped listening to the conversation.
A moment later, the boy's wish came true as a battered, dirty Harry Potter appeared right outside the maze's entrance clutching the unconscious body of one Cedric Diggory.
Billy's eyes narrowed as the peanut gallery erupted in cheers. It's as if what happened was a breathtaking performance as the act of appearing out of nowhere, by way of the Triwizard Cup, garnered a standing ovation from everyone in the audience.
"Colin, make your way down the stands and you need to take photos," Billy ordered. "Do not bother with niceties and consent, keep taking photos. I will call William here to help, make sure to listen to what was talking."
Colin was about to open his mouth.
"No, this is not a normal situation Colin, trust me on this."
"If you say so." Colin nodded.
Colin didn't wait for any more words from the older boy and immediately went down to where the Headmaster was.
Billy pointed his wand at Colin's running form and cast a spell or two on the boy.
With everyone distracted from the round of applause that turned into shrieks of horror, Billy ran behind one of the many pillars and shouted his magic word.
"SHAZAM!"
Lightning struck Billy and he transformed into his champion form, Captain Marvel, or as he was known to the Wizarding World, William.
"What happened?! I rushed here as soon as I knew." William made his presence known.
"By Merlin! Diggory! He's dead!" Fudge exclaimed.
"I-I can't j-just leave him there." Harry wailed as he clutched Cedric's body like his life depended on it. "Not there."
"It's alright Harry, it's alright, let go." Dumbledore comforted the wailing champion.
"That's my son!" Amos rushed to his son's unconscious form. "That's my boy." He wailed.
"No!" Mrs. Diggory gasped. "Not my son!" She wailed as she too knelt by Cedric's side.
The entire Quidditch field was merely filled by the sounds of grieving parents who just saw their son lying on the floor lifeless.
William narrowed his eyes on Cedric's stomach and chest when he observed that it was moving up and down as if the boy was breathing, but it was subtle enough that no one, let alone the grieving parents, noticed.
William immediately rushed to Cedric's side and pressed his finger on the side of Cedric's neck trying, trying and trying to find something there.
A smile adorned the journalist's face as he announced.
"He's alive! Diggory's alive! We need a Medi-witch here."
"He has a pulse?!" Came the shout of one Hermoine Granger.
"Ms. Granger and any other muggleborns knowledgeable of first aid, I'm leaving you to explain what I just did to these people here," William shouted his instructions. "Colin, continue to snap photographs, and don't stop! If you have to, follow the headmaster or the Minister." He continued.
William looked down on the wailing Potter, who might've ignored everything that just happened.
"Harry, Harry." William tried to gain the young boy's attention. "You trust me, right Harry?"
Harry's only response was a nod.
"I swear Harry, Cedric is alive, you can let go so that Madam Pomfrey can get him checked." William assured the Potter.
"A-a-are you sure?" Harry questioned. "I saw the k-killing c-curse hit him."
"Yes."
"Okay."
William decided that he didn't want to wait for a gurney from the hospital wing and cut Cedric's shirt open from the middle and then cut the sleeves soon after.
As soon as Cedric's torso was bare, he immediately transfigured the cut shirt into a gurney right under the unconscious boy.
"Messers Weasley!" Professor Mcgonagall called the twins over. "Take Mr. Diggory to the Hospital Wing."
"Mr. and Mrs. Diggory you can come with me to the hospital wing." William informed Cedric's parents.
The Diggorys mutely nodded and followed the twins and William to the school's hospital wing.
"If Mr. Potter's words were to be believed, Mr. Diggory was hit by the killing curse." Madam Pomfrey stated. "Is it possible?"
"I do not think so." William shook his head. "When I was teaching all of the champions some spells, spells most likely will be used in the tournament, I took the opportunity to teach them of the taboo I had MACUSA set up."
"Taboo?" Amos questioned.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Aria asked.
"I was a MACUSA auror," William admitted. "The establishment of the taboo using a word I frequently use has helped a lot of my fellow aurors on the job. If Mr. Diggory was able to say the word as the killing curse was cast, then lightning would have struck in front of him, intercepting the beam of green light that came from the killing curse."
"I see." Madam Pomfrey nodded. "How come he wasn't awake when he and Potter arrived back from wherever they were taken?"
"One of the many side effects of the lightning, especially when it intercepts any spell targeting the user, is paralysis."
"My boy wouldn't be able to move?!" Amos exclaimed.
"Temporary paralysis," William amended. "And extreme fatigue."
Both Diggory parents seemed to calm down at the correction William made.
"Extreme fatigue?" Aria questioned.
"He's very, very tired," William explained. "I reckon he had already gained consciousness before arriving back with Mr. Potter but he must've done something that his body forced him in a state of unconsciousness." He offered. "I'm not a healer but that was what my fellow aurors has experienced when they say the taboo word and intercept a spell, especially from the killing curse that was coming their way."
"When will he wake?" Cedric's mother questioned.
"Given time to rest, in a few days," William answered. "Once he wakes from this but I warn you, your son is going to have a lot of nightmares, nightmares involving what ifs."
"What if the killing curse hit him?"
"What if he and Harry had their positions switched?"
"Or he would just relive what he has witnessed wherever he and Mr. Potter was taken in the middle of the tournament."
"My poor boy." Aria's eyes now had tears welling on her eyes.
"The best you can do for him would be there for him whenever he wakes from his nightmares." William offered. "Train him to become better combatant."
Amos and Aria nodded as they watched their son's unconscious form, now wearing a simple plain shirt to replace the shirt that was transfigured into a gurney earlier.
"Please tell me again what happened to the impostor?" William took calming breaths.
"Minister Fudge brought a dementor with him and it kissed Barty Jr." Professor Dumbledore obliged with the request.
"Please tell me you were at least able to question him?"
"We have," Professor Mcgonagall answered. "Severus was able to administer a dose Veritaserum."
"How'd you figure out that he was taking Polyjuice potion?" William questioned.
"The effects of the Polyjuice potion expired." Professor Snape dryly answered. "He was as obnoxious as Potter when he revealed to the boy what he did while posing as Moody.'
"What about Mr. Potter?"
"We were able to rescue Mr. Potter from Crouch's clutches as he was about to kill him." Professor Mcgonagall supplied.
"I've known since the Impostor Moody took Harry from my sight." Dumbledore answered.
"I take it he was the one who placed the Confundus charm on the goblet and placed Mr. Potter's name in then?" William sighed. "I had known that only the teachers and staff were capable of doing such feats." He admitted. "I even had suspicions on him but I didn't have any conclusive evidence to prove it."
"How did you figure it out?" Professor Mcgonagall questioned.
"Diggory and Potter had commented about Moody's curiosity about their progress for the second task," William answered. "But that wasn't conclusive, I needed something substantial and not circumstantial evidence to actually act on my suspicions."
"You heard everything, Colin?" William turned his back on the professors assembled.
"Yeah, William." Colin nodded as he revealed himself to the professors.
"How?!"
"All of you were busy dealing with Harry and Mr. Crouch," Colin admitted. "No one even took notice of the flashes my camera made."
"I highly doubt that boy." Professor Snape sneered. "Had there been a flash of the camera all of us would've noticed it."
"I'm telling the truth, Professor Snape." Colin insisted. "I don't know how you didn't notice it."
"Actually that was Billy's doing," William interjected. "Before he called for me, he cast a disillusionment charm on Colin and a Confundus on his camera so that no one would notice him and bar him from taking any photographs."
"That was reckless!" Professor Mcgonagall fumed.
"50 points from Gryffindor," Professor Snape declared. "For endangering yourself and sneaking in towards restricted places."
"Ten points to Gryffindor for sheer dumb luck." Professor Mcgonagall seethed.
Colin was about to protest but William's hand on his shoulder stopped him from doing so.
"And another 20 points for braving the situation despite its danger, showing Gryffindor qualities." Dumbledore declared.
William simply shook his head at the headmaster's actions, no wonder Gryffindor house won the first three house cups, as the ghosts reported.
The Daily Prophet
The Boy Who Lied
By: Kekis Trecus
Billy had to hand it to Minister Fudge, he can work as fast as he could if given the right motivation.
But…
Billy knew what the price behind that work ethic was. He especially knew that Cornelius Fudge was in love with the power he had as Britain's Minister for Magic.
Frankly, Minister Fudge was drunk on the legal powers that he had.
An all-out smear campaign against both Hogwarts's Headmaster and Harry Potter was instigated by the Daily Prophet the very next day. They discredited everything Harry told the people right after returning, escaping his captors.
Billy wouldn't even begin to imagine what was in store for one Cedric Diggory, once he corroborates his story with Harry's words.
Yes, once, not if, once. Cedric Diggory embodies all the traits that the Hufflepuffs value, and one of which was loyalty. Cedric was as loyal as one would come.
Speaking of smear campaigns, as far as he knew, Godfrey wasn't this ruthless when he ran a smear campaign against him or the other heroes back in his home universe. At the very least the standards for print media were still upheld, nothing in their articles was outright insulting and degrading towards the other heroes.
The Daily Prophet, however, Billy couldn't help but scoff at the news organization. The Headline itself was in clear violation of those standards using an insult from the get-go. The rest of the article wasn't even worth reading as he had already seen the words 'hallucination', 'headaches', and the like in the article's first paragraph.
The Daily Prophet was clearly building upon the articles Skeeter had printed during the Triwizard Tournament.
Billy took the time to smile to himself however, it was a good thing that he had cast a disillusionment charm on Colin before he started taking pictures. A quick narration of events from the boy alongside the testimonies from the teachers, he was able to build a good article out of it.
It was also a good thing that he can pay to distribute his paper to the Ministry of Magic and other key places in Wizarding Britain to fully inform the public.
The Mudblood
Tournament Scare: Potter Claims You-Know-Who is Back
By: William Joseph Batson
In an unfortunate turn of events both Hogwarts Champions, Harry Potter and Cedric Diggory, appeared at the maze's entrance dirty, battered, and seemingly dead – in Diggory's case. As soon as Potter arrived with an unconscious Diggory, the boy immediately tried to warn everyone in the area about You-know-who and his return.
According to Potter both he and Diggory touched the Triwizard Cup together and they were transported to a graveyard. There they encountered Peter Pettigrew who immediately cast the killing curse on Diggory.
Afterward, Pettigrew, who supposedly died under Ministry custody, performed a ritual using Potter's blood and resurrected You-Know-Who.
Potter was able to escape, alongside the unconscious body of his fellow champion, the graveyard by using the Triwizard Cup once more and returned them to Hogwarts.
Last night's events have also revealed who had put Potter's name into the Goblet of Fire, it was Bartemius Crouch Jr., a convicted Death Eater who was thought to be dead. He was posing as the school's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Auror Alastor Moody.
Minister Fudge feared for his safety and commissioned to be accompanied by a dementor from Azkaban as he questions the escaped convict. It never came to fruition as the dementor with the minister kissed the escaped convict, leaving him a shell of his former self.
According to the staff of Hogwarts, who had the foresight to question Crouch while under their custody, they found out that the Dark Mark during the Quidditch World Cup was the mark Crouch conjured himself. According to them, you-know-who was insistent on using Potter for the resurrection ritual for various reasons for which the impostor wasn't privy to.
If we can remember the events that led up to this, October 31st of 1981, you-know-who attacked the Potters in the hopes of killing a baby Harry Potter.
Two years ago, Sirius Black, who was recently declared innocent, escaped Azkaban who was presumably trying to continue his supposed master's plan, but early last year, however, everyone had it wrong and it was revealed that Pettigrew was you-know-who's servant and have been masquerading as a pet rat to a wizarding family.
According to the Ministry, Pettigrew died while under their custody earlier this year.
Late last year, someone had put Potter's name into the Goblet of Fire, forcing him to participate in the Triwizard Tournament.
Due to the severity of the situation, Diggory and Potter being unconscious, Hogwarts's Headmaster has opted to delay the announcement of the winners of the Triwizard Cup.
Billy supposed that there was a silver lining with Minister Fudge's actions. He had already revoked Albus Dumbledore's seat in the International Confederation of Wizards, which means that the Confederation Decree 7 of 1751 or the Decree protecting the leaders of the magical government of whomsoever was the Supreme Mugwump from the scrutiny of the ICW to prevent coups from happening would not be able to protect the current Minister.
Billy had already compiled a lot of evidence but most of them were flimsy at best. The evidence he needed had to be severe, like a matter of life or death.
Billy supposed he still has time to investigate, he was here to investigate the rumors of Voldemort and whether his organization could pose a threat to the Wizarding World.