The rest of the week was similar to Wednesday, except without the duelling. On the weekend they had gotten a quidditch game going. Harry had faced off against Viktor again, and had actually almost got the snitch, or Viktor had let him get closer than before. The Hogwart students were amazed and had started to focus in on Viktor. Eventually they got two mixed teams going. Harry was on a team with a set of Gryffindor twins, who were beaters, then two beauxbatons chasers, a Gryffindor chaser, and a Ravenclaw keeper. They played against Krum, with a Durmstrang chaser and keeper, two Beauxbaton beaters, and three Gryffindor chasers. The match was really good. Harry's beaters, while far from professional level, did manage to tie up Krum once or twice, the chasers on both sides were exceptional, and the keepers were good. In the end Harry once again almost got the snitch, but Viktor got it coming out of an incredible dive. Overall it was a great weekend.

Monday morning, you could feel the excitement. It was the 31st and today the three champions would be chosen. Harry was sure that Viktor was going to be chosen. Most people thought he was just a meathead, but he was at the top of his year. He specialised in transfiguration, and was a slight prodigy. Professor Albu constantly praised him. His charms were excellent, He wasn't the top duelist, but he was in the top five of his year. From what Harry had observed of the Beauxbatons students it would be Fleur Delacour. She was extremely powerful and a skilled duelist. He had learned that she was part veela, which explained why so many students stared at her, and made Harry glad for his occlumency training and mental shields to negate her allure. The Hogwarts champion on the other hand seemed up to debate. While there undoubtedly were strong wizards here, they did not have a clear hierarchy like Durmstrang, or a standout like Beauxbatons. And, the nature of the Goblet made that unpredictability greater.

Eventually Harry and the others muddled their way through the day, and made it to the meal that evening. When they arrived in the great hall Harry noticed two new men sitting with the professors, a jolly man, and a stern looking one. As everyone sat Dumbledore began the introductions. The two men were from the British Ministry of Magic, and were going to be judges. Soon the goblet began to smoke and the first paper was released. Fleur Delacour was chosen, as Harry suspected, to represent Beauxbatons. Next Viktor's name appeared, followed by Cedric Diggory. He was a sixth year Hufflepuff, whom Harry had yet to meet. All the champions had left the great hall to meet in a smaller room as their names came out. Then a fourth paper shot from the goblet. Dumbledore called for Henry Potter and he made his way. Madam Maxime and Highmaster Kirillovich made their way with Dumbledore out of the hall. Both seemed quite angry. Harry noticed Professor Selwyn motioning for Harry to join him, and he did. They entered the room to an ongoing argument.

"I was under the idea that each school had one champion, making three contestants, three wizards. Hence the name Triwizard." The Highmaster's cold voice cut through much of the chatter.

"I concur! What is the meaning of this Dumbledore?" Madame Maxime's loud voice echoed after.

"If Barty says he has to compete, then he will have to compete. He knows the rules inside out." The jolly man, Bagman, interceded.

"In which case, would it not be just easier for Durmstrang and Beauxbatons to choose an additional champion to compete as well?" Professor Selwyn's question drew all eyes to him,

"Two seventh years against a seventh and fourth, hardly seems fair." Bagman said.

"Our second will also be a fourth year. Black here can handle himself." At Selwyn's words the Highmaster's gaze shifted to Harry for a moment, then back to Selwyn and nodded.

"Yes, a second, a fourth year as well. Ours will Black. Olympe, do you have a fourth year who could compete? If you do not we would be in favour of letting you have a fifth or sixth year as your second." As she seemed to consider it, she nodded.

"Oui, we have a sixth year who could compete."

The english delegation looked quite shocked. The strict judge turned, "Now you can not do that. The rules state their names must come out of the goblet!"

"The rules also state one student from each school. If that one must compete, we will have seconds as well!" Kirillovich's tone offered no room for arguing.

"I believe that would be fair," Dumbledore finally weighed in, taking his gaze off of Potter, "But your seconds must agree to compete of their free will." Dumbledore now gazed at Harry, leaving the question unasked.

"I will compete for my school." Harry's voice was clear, much clearer than he himself felt. Madame Maxime had gone to the door and called out a name. A tall sixth year boy, with long brown hair came. She quickly explained to him what was going on and then he turned.

"I, Jacques des Cartes, will compete."

"Oh, well I guess that handles that. Hmm...the first task will be November 24th, which we are going to need to rework out. Professors are forbidden from helping you specifically for the tournament. Best of Luck!" With that the ministry men left. Slowly the others left Fleur and Jacques quickly struck up a conversation. As Harry and Viktor walked out he quickly spoke to Viktor.

"I hope you don't see this as an attempt to take away your right as our champion?"

Viktor quickly shook his head, "No, I am aware of how things change. Plus who better than me and the Raven to show the greatness of Durmstrang?" Harry felt immediately better and rushed to owl his aunt. Arriving back at the boat everyone wanted to know what was going on. Viktor explained there would be a senior and junior champion for each school, and that Harry was theirs. No one seemed upset about him being selected, and the night ended with a party on the ship.

The morning arrived with some trepidation as Harry waited for his aunt's letter. Before it arrived, however, Professor Selwyn collected both Harry and Viktor and took them towards Dumbledore's office. Once arriving, Harry noticed it was much larger this time, and many people were seated inside. The two Ministry men, several aurors, two French families, Viktor's parents, the Potters, a group he assumed as the Diggorys, and his aunt. Harry walked over to his aunt, she smiled and hugged him tightly. Harry could feel the eyes of the Potters, Dumbledore, and some of the aurors watching him; he quickly sat down. Soon Potter and Cedric arrived, and then Fleur and the des Cartes boy. Once everyone was there Dumbledore began.

"Good morning, good morning. Sherbert Lemon anyone? No. Ah, well onto business then. So the six of you are our champions. We have rearranged the first task to be a school based one, so the champions from each school will compete together. The second and third will be individual. Now know that extra security and safety procedures on top of those already in place will be done. Director Bones," Dumbledore pointed to the woman leading the aurors, "will be leading those efforts, as well as investigating how Henry's name came to be entered."

At that, Director Bones stepped in, "Yes, thank you Albus. First, I want all the families to know we will take your children's safety as our chief concern. We will step into the tasks when we feel they are in severe danger. Now, until we discover who entered Potter I will be having two aurors stationed here to conduct interviews and investigate. Senior Auror Black and Junior Auror Tonks will be heading the investigation." Harry quickly turned to the two, He noticed both were watching him. Feeling nervous Harry nodded, and turned his attention back to Madame Bones. "I believe that will be all for now, we will be conducting interviews with most students about the goblet to see if they noticed anything. If you have questions or concerns, do not hesitate to contact me."

With that, most everyone was dismissed and given the day to speak with their families. The Potters, thankfully, were requested to remain so they could be interviewed. Sirius stayed for those interviews, but the younger auror quickly caught up to Harry and Dorea.

"Excuse me, sorry for interrupting, but are you really a Black?"

"Yes, he is dear. As once was I. And, you are?"

"Oh, I am Nymphadora Tonks. Just call me Tonks though. My mom was a Black. She was Andromeda Black, before she married. So, I guess that makes us cousins!"

"Ah, little Andi. She was always a good girl. Well it is a pleasure to meet you. I am your great grand Aunt. It is good to meet you. So you are an auror as well. Dangerous work."

" Uh a little. It isn't too bad. Well I gotta get back, but I thought I would introduce myself to my little cousin. See ya!"And, with that the girl was off. Harry had to shake his head.

"Well, she seemed interesting."

"She's family dear. Of course she would be slightly crazy, all of the family is. And, besides I have heard she is a metamorphmagus. They are even more crazy than the rest of us." For the rest of the day Harry spent with his aunt. They walked to the Skithblathnir, and then over the Hogsmeade. They explored the little village, and ended up drinking at a local pub, the Three Broomsticks. It was nice and calming. His aunt reassured him that everything was fine with her. She had received letters from Sirius, James Potter, Narcissa, and even Dumbledore. All inquiring about her health, and Harry, subtlety in the case of Dumbledore and Narcissa, and directly from James and Sirius. She had related the established story, which seemed to solidify it for everyone. Sirius seemed to be sincere in his wish to get to know Harry, and it seemed the same with Narcissa. Dorea explained to him the Malfoy history, especially with how Lucius had basically bought his way out of prison. She cautioned him with his interactions with them, but did not forbid them. Eventually It was time for Dorea to leave, and Harry headed back to the ship.