How To Avoid A Competition
The entirety of the three schools looked at Harry who simply shrugged and sipped his tea - seemingly not bothered about his name being called out.
"Mr Potter" Dumbledore frowned, "I believe your name was called out"
"No it was not, Sir"
"I may be getting on in years, but my eyesight is as good as it gets - 'Harry Potter' was the name produced by the cup"
"Oh, I am fully in agreement with you" Harry said as he stood and casually walked to the Staff Table, "But it is not my name" and took out a roll of parchment and dropped it in front of Dumbledore. "Can we all go now...? I have homework to do after all" and he walked back to sit between Hermione and Ron.
"Are you mad, mate? Who would want to give up the chance to be in this for all the fame and fortune?" Ron exclaimed.
"I hope you have not done anything silly, Harry" said Hermione. "No! Wait... That is not your name..." and realisation dawned in her mind and she started to laugh madly.
"Is she alright, mate?" Ron looked at Hermione as though she had just dropped from the sky.
"Yep"
"So what did you do?" asked Neville from the other side of the table. The rest of his house strained to overhear.
"Well I guessed my name would be entered into this competition" Harry shrugged, "So I decided to get around it and change my legal first name"
"What did you change it to?"
"A name that would strike terror and fear into the hearts of many in this land" came the reply, using a voice that was both creepy and odd sounding.
"What?"
"Voldemort"
