Viktor Krum, Bulgarian international Quidditch player, acting Dark Arts instructor at Durmstrang School of Wizardry and Witchcraft and member of the Order of the Phoenix, was practicing for an upcoming Quidditch match when he heard the pop of someone Apparating near to his location. He landed and quickly moved to check who it was, his wand at the ready. He was relieved when he saw the red hair and freckles of somebody he had come to know well over the three years since he competed in the Triwizard Tournament. "Hello Charles," he said, putting his wand away.

"Viktor," Charlie Weasley responded. "It's time. Are they assembled?"

"They are," Krum said, nodding his head emphatically. "I haff established them all at Durmstrang. Ve must leave now?"

"Yes. We need to get to Britain within a couple of days. That ship you used three years ago, could we use it now?"

"Yes, ve should be able to. Ve just need to go to the school then ve shall depart," Krum said. "Those I trust are ready to go within an hour."

"Let's be about it then, Viktor. In a couple of hours we need to be leading the forces of Eastern European Wizardry to join the war. The final battle against Voldemort is soon going to begin, and we must not be late." Viktor and Charlie turned towards the massive school and began the walk that would eventually take them and their allies to Britain.