A/N: Dudes, please review.

The students of Hogwarts looked in wonder at the portal opening in front of them. It was a large mass of swirling green and out of it came Caper Academy. Harry had never seen anything quite like it. He glanced at Ron and Hermione and saw that they looked just like him. He looked back at the portal and saw a boy come out with a green dog.

Wait, green? In the middle of the group between a girl with purple-streaked hair and a dark-skinned boy with glasses was a boy with black hair in a ponytail holding a green leash attached to a green, slightly glowing, puppy.

"Professer Lancer." Dumbledore said." Welcome to Hogwarts. It's an honor to have you here along with you're students and staff."

"It's great for us to be here. Mr Fenton!" Lancer called to the student passing him with the dog.

"Yes, Professer Lancer." He said looking up at him with an innocent smile.

"Keep ahold of that dog, no one wants a repeat of last time." The boy from earlier tightened his grip around the device he was holding.

"I love you're dog, dude." He said." But if he wrecks this again I know how to use that blaster."

The kid, Fenton, laughed and started walking with the two kids from earlier. Harry looked back at Ron and Hermione and saw they were watching him to.

"Did you see that dog?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah," Ron said." It was glowing."

"We'll talk about this more inside," Harry said when their group started moving towards the Great Hall.

Ron was going to try and see if Durmstrang would sit at the Gryffindor table but they were already at the Slytherin's(HOUSE PRIDE! LET'S GO SNAKES!). Beuxbatons sat at the Ravenclaw table, and Casper went over and sat at the Gryffindor table. The teenager with the dog sat next to Harry and the girl from earlier sat next to him while the boy sat across from him next to Hermione.

"Hi," Hermione said to them." I'm Hermione, that's Harry, and over there is Ron."

"'Lo," Ron said.

"Hey," Harry said.

"Hi, I'm Danny." The boy said.

"I'm Sam and the one typing on the PDA is Tucker." The girl said. At his mention the boy nodded.

"What type of dog is that?" Ron asked Danny.

Danny looked at the dog in his lap," This is Cujo. He's a Rottweiler ghost dog."

"He owes me a new PDA," Tucker said.

"He's a dog, he doesn't owe you anything. You're the one who let him get it."

"Okay," Sam said." I'm not listening to another argument about you-know-what."

"What's going on with all the ghosts?" Ron asked getting all of their attention. Above them all the ghosts of the castle were whispering to eachother and looking towards the Gryffindor table. Harry heard one of them say something about a king.

"I think I heard one say king." Hermione said before Harry could.

"Hey," Danny said quickly." One of your teachers is about to say something." Harry looked up and sure enough there was Dumbledore, standing at his podium.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and- most particularly- guests. I have great pleasure in welcoming you all to Hogwarts. I hope and trust that your stay here will be both comfortable and enjoyable. The tournament will be officially opened at the end of the feast. I now invite you all to eat, drink, and make yourselves at home."

Dumbledore sat down and the food appeared in front of them. Both trios began to eat and Danny, Sam, and Tucker began to talk to eachother in another language, much to Harry, Ron and Hermione's confusion.

"La fantomoj estas čiuj parolas vin Danny, kiel faras ke sentas?(1)"Tucker asked.

"Dum ili ne komencas venanta super kaj riverencante gi estas bone.(2)" Danny said.

"Vi agas ia for, Danny. Ču vi bonfartas?(3)" Sam asked.

"Mi sentas ion for pri Harry. Kiel estas lo ligitia al li.(4)"

"Kiel fantomo?" Tucker asked.(Like a ghost?)

"Jes sed malsamaj."(Yeah but different)

Before the three could say anything else Dumbledore stood once again and addressed the students.

"This," he said gesturing to a large goblet in front of him," is the Goblet of Fire. It will choose a champion from each school to compete in the tournament. All you have to do is write your name on a slip of parchmyand drop it into the Goblet. In light of the dangers the tournament has, there will be an age limit. You can only put your name in the Goblet if you are seventeen or older."

There was a cry of outrage from the sixteen and under year olds. While the students complained Dumbledore stood patiently. After the students calmed he said a farewell and everyone went to bed. Casper was staying on the second floor of the castle in a few unused classrooms transformed into dorms.

A/N: Please tell me what you think. Here are the translations:

1. All the ghosts are talking about you, Danny. How does that feel.

2. As long as they don't start bowing, it's fine.

3. You've been acting kind of off, Danny. Are you alright.

4. Something feels off about Harry. Like something's attached to him.