Chapter 2 : Dumbledore Explains
SUMMARY: Dumbledore tells the students about the Contest. Lily and James are interested, and there is more at stake than it seems.
The Great Hall was filled with noise Students squirmed and wiggled in their seats, because of the discomfort of their robes in the heat. Four hundred voices were mumbling indestinguishably. In the dim light that flickered across the ceiling, a looming figure visibly entered. " Quiet, Quiet, I have important news for all of you," bommed the voice belonging to Albus Dumbledore. Before he got any further, Samuel Figgin's, a Hufflepuff, little first-year voice squealed with delight, " News..what kind of news..maybe they will make me captain of the Quittich team, or I'll be head boy, or I'll be promoted to the fifth-year class, or maybe I'll be master- SILENCE!!! Dumbledore's superior voice made Samuel " Erp " with fright. " Before we were interrupted by a certain, a little too ambitious, first-year, I was getting to my point " Samuel turned red and smartly hid his small blond head behind a book entitled ' The History of Humpkin La Dormas, Before and After Ruling the Earth (obriged) '. Dumbledore continued. " As you all know, chances are we will melt in this heat. Apparently, it is supposed to be cold in England. Though the circumstances are strange, I guess one could always put Global Warming at fault. Now, kindly enough, our new Herbology teacher, Proffessor Spindowich, has arranged something with the rest of the staff. We will be having a little competition. Any questions so far ? Samuel Figgin's hand shot up. " What if we don't wanna take part in this ..contest ? " " Well, we always have something ready especially for you...hmm...we could always give you some work to do. After all, it is important to keep up with our studies. Does an essay on the biography of Humpkin La Dormas suit you ? " Samuel went white. After this, he said not another word. " As I was saying," said Dumbledore, a his lips curling in a slight smile, " you have these two options. But first, let us disscuss the Contest. This is still an idea being developed. So far we know that it will be based on three skills: cleverness of spells in fearsome situations, teamwork and fairness, and your ability NOT TO PANICK. Of course, this is just a little adventure, and you will not be in real danger. We teachers will see to that. As this is also taking place to beat the heat, water will be envolved." The corners of Dumbledores mouth inevidably twitched. " You do not have to wear formal robes. In this case, t-shirts would be apropriate. Ahh..here's the catch: all members of each house will compete against each other, and two people from each house will be chosen to represent it. Then, all houses will compete against each other. The winning teams will earn TWO HUNDRED points for their houses. " Dumbledore seemed weary. With a loud yawn he said " I believe we've had enough for today. I, for one, need my beauty-sleep. " With that, the students were herded out of the Great Hall. Though everyone was full of questions, they were too tired to stay up. It was late at night. The whole school was probably sleeping. The only sound, barely oudible, was two murmuring voices. Up in Griffindor tower, a red-head and a raven haired girl were talking. Bernice and Lily, eyelids drooping, were trying hard to stay awake and to disscuss the situation. They fell asleep, each secretly hoping for a chance to win.
SUMMARY: Dumbledore tells the students about the Contest. Lily and James are interested, and there is more at stake than it seems.
The Great Hall was filled with noise Students squirmed and wiggled in their seats, because of the discomfort of their robes in the heat. Four hundred voices were mumbling indestinguishably. In the dim light that flickered across the ceiling, a looming figure visibly entered. " Quiet, Quiet, I have important news for all of you," bommed the voice belonging to Albus Dumbledore. Before he got any further, Samuel Figgin's, a Hufflepuff, little first-year voice squealed with delight, " News..what kind of news..maybe they will make me captain of the Quittich team, or I'll be head boy, or I'll be promoted to the fifth-year class, or maybe I'll be master- SILENCE!!! Dumbledore's superior voice made Samuel " Erp " with fright. " Before we were interrupted by a certain, a little too ambitious, first-year, I was getting to my point " Samuel turned red and smartly hid his small blond head behind a book entitled ' The History of Humpkin La Dormas, Before and After Ruling the Earth (obriged) '. Dumbledore continued. " As you all know, chances are we will melt in this heat. Apparently, it is supposed to be cold in England. Though the circumstances are strange, I guess one could always put Global Warming at fault. Now, kindly enough, our new Herbology teacher, Proffessor Spindowich, has arranged something with the rest of the staff. We will be having a little competition. Any questions so far ? Samuel Figgin's hand shot up. " What if we don't wanna take part in this ..contest ? " " Well, we always have something ready especially for you...hmm...we could always give you some work to do. After all, it is important to keep up with our studies. Does an essay on the biography of Humpkin La Dormas suit you ? " Samuel went white. After this, he said not another word. " As I was saying," said Dumbledore, a his lips curling in a slight smile, " you have these two options. But first, let us disscuss the Contest. This is still an idea being developed. So far we know that it will be based on three skills: cleverness of spells in fearsome situations, teamwork and fairness, and your ability NOT TO PANICK. Of course, this is just a little adventure, and you will not be in real danger. We teachers will see to that. As this is also taking place to beat the heat, water will be envolved." The corners of Dumbledores mouth inevidably twitched. " You do not have to wear formal robes. In this case, t-shirts would be apropriate. Ahh..here's the catch: all members of each house will compete against each other, and two people from each house will be chosen to represent it. Then, all houses will compete against each other. The winning teams will earn TWO HUNDRED points for their houses. " Dumbledore seemed weary. With a loud yawn he said " I believe we've had enough for today. I, for one, need my beauty-sleep. " With that, the students were herded out of the Great Hall. Though everyone was full of questions, they were too tired to stay up. It was late at night. The whole school was probably sleeping. The only sound, barely oudible, was two murmuring voices. Up in Griffindor tower, a red-head and a raven haired girl were talking. Bernice and Lily, eyelids drooping, were trying hard to stay awake and to disscuss the situation. They fell asleep, each secretly hoping for a chance to win.