A List of Names.

All rights for the Harry Potter Characters and story belong to JK Rowling. These are just sandcastles built along her beach that will disappear when the tide changes. Thanks for the great story she brought to the world.

In the year of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, several young women at Hogwarts are driven to despair by the machinations of meddling men. In an act of desperation, they take steps to remove the meddlesome and cantankerous wizards. No major ships, bashing DD, Snape, and MG. Several OC's are the primary characters in the story. Harry and his friends as observers for the most part.

CHANGE SCENE Arrivals and Conversations

Albus Dumbledore announced at breakfast that the two visiting schools would arrive today.

"Académie de Magie Beauxbâtons and the Durmstrang Institute will come to visit with us at Hogwarts until the end of the school year in June. The students will attend many classes in the castle with you. The students will join you here in the Great Hall to eat, and in the library where they'll study beside you."

"The students will arrive shortly before lunch so when you are dismissed to go to lunch, everyone will assemble outside the front door to greet our guests," Dumbledore concluded. The ghostly inhabitants in the castle spoke to the professors and students about the visitors and looked forward to meeting new, living people.

In the unusually bright sunshine of an October afternoon in Scotland, the students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry gathered with their professors to greet the students from two other schools that taught magical students. Among the throngs of students, Harry Potter stood with the other fourth-year students from Gryffindor, a warming charm spread around the area to keep the chill away.

First, the students noticed a figure approaching from the south. It grew in size and the students discerned four large pumpkin-shaped coaches being pulled by a dozen Abraxans, Pegasus-like creatures. The winged horses flew in every direction but the carriages remained steady in their approach to the landing field outside the castle. The coaches landed gently and Rubeus Hagrid hurried forward to unharness the Abraxans and move them into a stockade he'd built to house them for the next ten months.

Then the surface of Black Lake began bubbling wildly, large bubbles burst in the air, until a large sailing ship arose from the depths of the lake. Water ran off the deck and the ship anchored near the shore. A gang plank appeared and was lowered to the shore.

Two groups of persons disembarked from their vehicles – witches from the carriages and wizards from the ship – and approached the castle. Dumbledore directed his students back into the interior and into the Great Hall for lunch. Once the Hogwarts students were seated, the witches from Beauxbatons entered first, and spread themselves among the students at the Hufflepuff table. Then the Durmstrang students entered and sat at the Slytherin table. Their headmaster, Igor Karkaroff, joined the staff at the table. The headmistress from Beauxbatons, Olympe Maxime sat with her students.

The students in the Great Hall spoke quietly to the new faces. In a few places, animated conversations with laughter erupted – more with the witches from Beauxbatons than with the wizards from Durmstrang – but there was growing interaction by the time lunch was over. Harry buffered Ron's comments about the 'shapely birds' seated at Hufflepuff from Hermione's hearing but Seamus spoke sharply to Weasley about not speaking so loud.

"They'll hear ya, Ron."

"And why should I care if they hear me?" asked the red-head between sandwiches into his mouth. "They're just Frenchies."

Olympe Maxime approached the fourth years at the Gryffindor table, leaned closer to Ron to loom over him. "And these Frenchies speak the English, little boy."

She looked him over, wrinkled her nose and dismissed him from all concern saying, "Smelly, unwashed, gluttonous, and certainly without any magical power in his appendages. I pity the witch who is burdened with you in the future."

"What?" Ron said, pausing for a moment but then returning to his lunch.

Harry leaned closer to Hermione and whispered, "We'll get the chance to talk to the headmistress. And I'll pay the twins to keep Ron occupied when we do."

The young witch beside Harry said, "Oh, I think Ron being around might sway Madame Maxime to understand our plight."

"Our plight?" asked Harry.

Hermione snorted. "You don't think I'd leave you here without me, do you?"

CHANGE SCENE Halloween 1994

The afternoon before the feast for Halloween, ghosts Jessica and Myrtle enjoyed the atmosphere in Hogwarts. There were pumpkins, fake ghosts, and other festive decorations on the walls, portraits, and doors. Hermione Granger had spoken to Madam Maxime twice about the entry requirements for Beauxbatons and received positive answers.

In the week she'd been at Hogwarts, the headmistress grew concerned by the number of hexes thrown between students in the hallways, the state of education among the students, and the contentious behaviour of the staff. The potions master appeared to be completely unconcerned that no student in his classes received proper potions tuition. The DADA professor had spent a week demonstrating the unforgivable curses – things that children had no reason to experience in any form!

Igor Karkaroff saw everything she did but he kept his own counsel and spoke only to his students. He'd taken to sitting with his students at the Slytherin table rather than at the staff table. When asked by Dumbledore, the Durmstrang headmaster stated clearly, "The conversation at the student tables is much better than listening to your platitudes, Snape's complaints, and McGonagall's disparaging remarks about intelligence."

Tonight, Severus Snape stalked from the dungeons to the Great Hall at the proper time and fingered the exploding potion bottle in his pocket. For three weeks he'd stalked the ghost of the Howell witch and tonight, she'd be present in the Great Hall. He would end her miserable ghostly existence tonight – there was no law against 'sending a ghost' to the next plane of existence.

At the Hufflepuff table, Madam Maxime noticed the way the black-haired boy seated beside the bright young witch kept his eye on the snarling potions master when he cross the hall. The boy kept his posture straight but his eyes tracked the wizard as if he were an implacable enemy.

'He is afraid of the wizard. Snape is a professor and the boy fears the man more than any student should of someone in their school,' she concluded. Her eyes glanced toward Dumbledore who argued with Filius Flitwick about the meaning of Samhain as opposed to Halloween as named by muggles.

Olympe had hoped to speak to the Boy-Who-Lived during the months at Hogwarts and was inordinately pleased when he approached her about speaking with his friend about Beauxbatons.

'Should they both transfer?' she wondered. 'I shall watch and decide later.'

The meal was long and grew raucous before the desserts were served. During the course of the evening, several individuals allowed their prejudices to cloud their judgements as more than one opinion was reinforced about the Scots never being civilized successfully, and the English being pigs.

Finally, the dishes were cleared away, the conversations calmed, and Albus Dumbledore rose to approach the Goblet of Fire. He was surprised when Olympe Maxime and Igor Karkaroff joined him in from of the ancient artefact.

"I assure both of you, that I have this ritual well in hand," Dumbledore stated in his usual calm tone that had begun to irritate both heads of the visiting schools.

"But you failed to read the entire incantation if you didn't notice that both Madame Maxime and I have to call on the Goblet of Fire to invoke its magic."

Olympe asked in a loud voice, "You did read the entire booklet of the rules and rituals, didn't you Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"Of course, I skimmed over the entire ritual."

"Skimmed?" asked Igor. "The lives and magic of all three of us are on the line here, headmaster. I think it is better if we pause for a moment…"

"No, no. That's not necessary," Dumbledore replied. "The press and our visitors are waiting."

Albus Dumbledore attempted to calm his mind – these people should just stand back and let him conduct this ritual. It was necessary to move forward with the plot by the Dark Lord to sweep up Harry Potter into this tournament. 'I can't get the full details from that man's mind but I have enough to know it's not Alastor and he put the boy's name into the flames. There'll be a fourth name selected – Harry Potter.'

Edwina Rosier paid no attention to the ceremony. She'd managed to get the single box she'd created to wash, dry, and fold all the clothing placed inside. Her final concern was how to remove the wrinkles from the clothes. Angelina Johnson sat with Jessica's ghost floating nearby. She still missed her friend in the dorm.

Then, the three heads of the schools invoked the magic of the tournament and asked the flames to select the students to compete for the eternal glory of being the champion of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. The flames expanded with the loud clanging of bells or maybe it was the clash of symbols, but everyone turned their attention to the Goblet of Fire.

The first slip of paper flew out of the flames and settled into the hand of Albus Dumbledore. The headmaster unfolded the slip and though he was displeased, he declared, "The first champion selected is Mademoiselle Fleur Delacour, a student from the Académie de Magie Beauxbâtons."

The second slip of paper that was expelled by the flames flew over Dumbledore and settled into the hands of Igor Karkaroff. The Durmstang headmaster announced, "The second champion selected is Octavius Rookwood from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Now, the third slip of paper came out of the fire above the goblet and again flew over Dumbledore to settle in the hand of Madame Maxime. After reading the name silently, the giant headmistress cursed under her breath for several minutes before she said in a clear and angry voice, "The Goblet of Fire selects Albus Percival Dumbledore, School of Wulfric Before Brian, as the third champion."

"What is this?" shouted Igor who stepped close and took the paper. Once he read it, he shook it under Dumbledore's nose and demanded an explanation. The headmaster had none and turned back to the goblet of fire that continued to burn.

'Will we get all three named?' wondered Jessica.

Near to Ghost-Jessica, Peeves watched the room but the ghost noticed that the poltergeist focused on something other than the Goblet of Fire. The mischievous spirit tracked the slow movements of Severus Snape who had moved to stand behind the ghosts and his hand slipped into his pocket.

Now, the Goblet of Fire exploded with fire once again and produced a fourth slip of paper.

'A fourth champion?' Madame Maxime wondered, watching the paper.

'Potter? This one must have Harry's name on it,' Dumbledore decided.

Igor growled watching the paper floating around in the air before it began to move toward the giant from Beauxbatons. It settled into her hand and Dumbledore tried to grab her hand. Shaking off the old wizard who found himself under the glowing tip of Igor's wand, Olympe opened the slip of paper and announced, "The fourth contestant in the Tri-Wizard Tournament will be Victor Krum from the Durmstrang Institute."

More than one person looked toward the goblet of fire that finally extinguished itself. A small fire reignited to burn until the end of the three tasks at the end of June. Eddie Rosier kept a tight rein on her emotions – Octavius had been selected as a contestant. From the look on his face, he was aware of the dangers this brought. She wondered, 'Why did he enter then?'

Jessica Howell and Myrtle Warren smiled at each other just before Severus Snape leapt forward, throwing a potion bottle into the ghostly form of Jessica. With a flick of Snape's wand, the bottle exploded while inside Jessica's form.

CHANGE SCENE: Dances with Ghosts

Colin Creevy turned his camera toward the screams from the ghosts first. His film captured the bottle exploding inside Jessica Howell's ghostly shape with a smirking Severus Snape clearly the source of the explosion. Myrtle and the other Hogwarts ghosts rose above the tables, screaming and flying around the room. Many students ducked down and the photographers from the newspapers dove under the nearest table. But Colin remained upright and slowly snapped magical photographs.

Jessica turned toward Snape who shouted, "Die ghost! Dissolve and melt away!"

Melting! It hhurts! It burns!" the ghost shouted and new ghostly flames spread up from her. The Gryffindors underneath the ghost were pulled away by other students until no one was in danger. Then ghost began laughing.

Snape stood still, his sneer vanishing as the ghost turned her full attention toward him. Peeves the poltergeist worked some magic and suddenly Jessica was almost solid rather than transparent.

"Oh, Severus! Your potion doesn't work!" she declared. "How sad. But there's a side effect!"

Her grin grew larger and actually scared Snape and everyone who saw it as she shouted, "Let's dance!"

Ghost Jessica flew across the few steps separating her from Severus where she grabbed him by his robes and lifted him into space above the heads of the people in the Great Hall. Laughing, Jessica Howell's ghost flew around the room in a clockwise path that let Snape's feet dangle over the heads of the students. Along the Slytherin table, she flew low enough to knock several students in the head with Snape's shoes. Across the staff table, she drug Snape along the top fo the table, dumping all the dishes, cups, and goblets onto the floor. Two pitchers of ale and beer were dumped into McGonagall's lap. After two laps around the hall, Jessica dumped Severus Snape at the feet of Albus Dumbledore and said, "Snape, you're a terrible dancer. You're a piss-poor professor and now everyone at Hogwarts can testify that you are just as poor a dancer!"

Then all the ghosts vanished from the Great Hall with loud pops that left a great deal of messy ectoplasm behind. The fact that all of the smelly, hard-to-remove material landed on the professors was noted by the students and reporters.

CHANGE SCENE Moody Revealed

The morning's Daily Prophet was filled with photographs of the disastrous selection ceremony where Albus Dumbledore was made to appear as a buffoon attempting to promote himself in a contest for students. The interior pages were filled with photos of the episode referred to as impossible by the Unspeakable that showed a ghost flying around the Great Hall with a living person in her hands.

At lunch that same day, another headache began to Albus. There were Aurors crawling around his school looking for clues concerning the botched sorting, some Unspeakables examining the Goblet of Fire, and other Unspeakables trying to talk to Severus Snape or to the ghosts. Glancing at the Great Hall, Albus saw Cornelius Fudge seated at the Ravenclaw table with his grandson, and Director Bones seated at the Hufflepuff table with her niece. Worse, reporters from every print newspaper and magazine in Britain and the Continent were present with cameras. The food had been served only ten minutes earlier when Alastor Moody suddenly stood up and staggered, trying to leave the Great Hall. In his hast and dizzy state, the retired Auror fell against Madam Pomphrey and Professor Rolanda Hooch at the end of the staff table.

The two witches both attempted to help the man as Albus wondered, 'Is he drunk in the middle of the day? That's very unlike Alastor.'

Glancing toward all corners of the Great Hall, Dumbledore was pleased to see that no ghost was present to be the cause of this mischief. The Daily Prophet's cover and inside pages were filled with photos of the dance between Severus Snape and the ghosts the previous evening after the disastrous sorting. Now, Albus looked toward Gryffindor's table and found the Weasley twins staring like everyone else. At the end of the staff table, Barty Crouch, Jr. attempted to push off from the two witches when a surge of pain and dizziness overtook him.

'The Polyjuice isn't supposed to wear off for another ten minutes,' the wizard told himself. But he grabbed for the container on his belt but his hands shook so much, that the metal flask slipped from his hands and fell to the floor.

'No!' he thought and reached for his wand. 'I'll not be taken alive.'

But Rolanda's Quidditch reflexes helped her grab the man's arm before he reached the wand. And Madam Pomphrey's charm to relax a distressed patient did the trick. Fake-Alastor was on the floor with a smile on his sleeping face as Poppy began casting more diagnostic spells.

After only a moment, she looked up and called for Director Bones to come forward while she ignored the headmaster.

"Poppy, there's no need to concern Amelia with Alastor's illness," Dumbledore said as Amelia strode upon the stage, her wand already out and directed toward Albus.

"What is wrong with Alastor? Is he drinking too much?" asked the director.

Poppy cast medical grade Stupify and Stasis spells, one after the other, before she declared, "This is not Alastor Moody. I don't know who it is, but he's using Polyjuice and it's about to wear off."

With Aurors, the minister, Amelia Bones and reporters surrounding the mediwitch and her patient, Dumbledore knew nothing could hide this new scandal. Already camera flashes filled the Great Hall. As the Polyjuice wore off, there were shouts of disbelief from the professors and Aurors. Amelia Bones snarled as she ordered two Aurors to find Barty Crouch, Sr. and arrest him.

Minister Fudge who never got close to the scene where the imposter was revealed, did suggest to his guards that someone should look for the real Alastor Moody. "The imposter must have a source of the man's hair – taken from his living body – nearby."

That comment would be printed in the Daily Prophet with pictures of Minister Fudge and the recovering Alastor Moody later in the week while photos of Albus were only matched with photos of Barty Crouch, Jr. on the cover of the Daily Prophet.

The Fake Moody was removed to the DMLE department and a secure cell that no one but the Director and Head Auror could open, and the real Alastor Moody was found confined within a large trunk in his quarters and rushed to Saint Mungo's for treatment. When Albus attempted to cancel classes, there were too many objections from the other professors – the students needed to be confined to the classrooms this afternoon. Amelia sent George Proudfoot to manage the DADA classes that afternoon.

Dumbledore realized his afternoon was ruined when he found Amelia Bones and Cornelius Fudge waiting for him while the professors and students left for their classrooms. Worse, the two leaders from the ministry saw no reason to hide in any office and they refused to dismiss the press.

CHANGE SCENE Snape's Illness

Two more days passed with the Daily Prophet selling every copy it printed. On this morning, just after 10:00 AM, the floo activated in Severus Snape's office. The First Year Potions for Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff had just ended and the dour wizard answered the chime that continued to repeat until he came and stuck his head in the flames.

"Pomphrey?" Snaped asked in surprise.

"There's an emergency and I need you to come to the infirmary now. Cancel your next class," the matron said in her steady voice but Severus recognized the tightened lines around her eyes and mouth and the distress hidden in her voice.

"I'll come through the flames," he began to say when Pomphrey interrupted him.

"No, walk here. Don't use any magic," she ordered and then cut the connection.

In the potion's classroom beside his office, the Fifth Year Slytherin and Gryffindors were gathering but Snape snarled at them, sending them scattering back to their dormitories or the library. The students in both houses knew better than to poke the dungeon's troll when he was already growling.

The walk from the dungeons to the infirmary was rather long and Snape's disposition grew worse during the walk through the halls and up the stairs. Almost every student was in class at this time of day but Snape discovered two groups of students from the visiting schools exploring the school. He sent them scurrying with snarls and a swirl of his cape that didn't require any magic.

Entering the infirmary, Snape was displeased to find Poppy Pomphrey waiting with a wizard in the robes of a senior healer from Saint Mungos. Searching his memory, Snape identified the man as Ambrose Whitefield, a Hogwarts graduate in the 1960s. The wizard had two children attending Hogwarts today – a daughter in Ravenclaw with no potential for potions and a son in Hufflepuff with the magical abilities of a muggle Bumbershoot that had been poked full of holes.

"What is the emergency, Madam Pomphrey?" asked Snape shortly without any concern for a patient or student waiting on a bed.

"When you were accosted by the ghosts at Halloween, I performed several medical diagnostic spells on you, Severus. I was disturbed by how exhausted you were. One result concerned me greatly and I consulted with Healer Whitefield here."

His eyebrows climbing upward, Snape asked, "And you waited for three days to talk to me because…?"

"If I bring a specialist into Hogwarts for any reason, the headmaster visits and inserts himself into the conversation. I waited until Headmaster Dumbledore was absent to bring Healer Whitefield here," the matron explained sharply. "McGonagall believes Dumbledore will be at the ministry for the entire day again today trying to avoid being discharged from Hogwarts."

His facial expression as sour as ever, Snape ordered, "Get on with it."

"My diagnosis is that your magical core is bent and cracked. It might be torn," Poppy said simply, keeping eye contact with her patient.

Severus growled and demanded to know, "Did that ghost-witch do this to me?"

"No…I can't imagine that caused this problem. But I wanted Healer Whitefield to come and repeat the tests and make an expert diagnosis."

While Snape stared at the other wizard, Poppy sealed the door to the infirmary. If any student or professor approached the door, she would be informed but no one could enter until she removed the seal.

Severus stated, "A tear in the magical core can be fatal."

The healer nodded and asked, "Severus Snape, do I have your permission to cast this invasive spell on your person? It will not tax your magic but will examine your magical core and create two parchments. One for your records and a second for mine. They will be sealed such that no one else can read them without your explicit consent."

"Do it. I have classes to teach in the afternoon."

The healer's wand moved in an intricate pattern that Snape didn't recognize – he only possessed minimal knowledge of healing spells and charms. Poppy remained near the door and out of earshot of any conversation.

There was a rolling stream of green magic moving around Snape's form – every shade of green from palest ice to darkest forest green in the air around Severus before it coalesced into two pieces of parchment. As the spell came to its end, the parchments rolled up tight. One flew into Severus's right hand, and the other to the left hand of the healer. Rather than read his scroll, Severus watched the healer's eyes and expressions as he read the scroll. The wizard took a deep breath, his eyes widened slightly and his lips moved slightly.

'Bad news then,' Snape realized. 'But how bad?'

"Poppy, you need to hear this," Whitefield announced and only years of training kept Snape from staggering as he wondered how long until he died.

The matron stood beside the healer but didn't read the scroll. Whitefield turned his full attention to Snape and said, "Your magical core has been twisted and torn. It is draining away in such a way that you'll die rather than be turned into a muggle."

"That witch! That ghost witch did this!"

"No. This is not the result of some recent event," Whitfield replied.

Poppy said, "Flying around the Great Hall and trying to fight a ghost may have exacerbated the drain, but those antics wouldn't cause this problem."

Growling and not bothering to hide the sound in any way, Snape asked, "What caused this core breach?"

Motioning toward the scroll that was still in Snape's hand, Whitefield answered, "You owe multiple life debts to a single magical being. In the last four years, you have been in contact with this person for the majority of the year and you acted abusively toward this person."

Snape closed his eyes remembering each potions class with the Potter brat where he berated him, disparaged his father's memory, and never shared any good memories of his mother.

The healer kept talking, "You acted to cause this person pain and suffering. During this time you incurred another life debt to the same person – approximately twenty months ago in 1992. And then four months ago, you caused your debtor extremely distress, and caused him additional suffering and pain."

Snape wondered how the boy saved him at the end of his second year. He opened his eyes and wondered if he had been successful in getting a Dementor to kiss Sirius Black last spring if his core would have breached and exploded as punishment. He asked the healer about the events and Whitefield concluded, "That incident where you caused the boy a great deal of anguish and fear – that's when your magical core was torn. You've been doomed since that day."

"How long do I have?" asked Snape in an almost steady voice.

"Two or three days at most," Whitefield stated. "By nightfall, you will be in excruciating pain as your magic drains away. I expect you to cough up blood this afternoon."

Without another word, Snape turned and left the infirmary. Poppy and Whitefield followed – the potion's master was not in his right mind and could do anything.

'No, don't harm the boy, Severus. It's not his fault his father was an unpleasant goon,' Poppy pleaded silently. Whitefield was determined to witness the draining of a magical core – something that happened occasionally but without a healer present to record the event.

Severus Snape spoke to no one. He brushed back Minerva with Poppy and Whitefield following behind. The Deputy Headmistress frowned but then returned to her scheduled class with Seventh Year students from all four houses.

The healer and mediwitch followed Severus Snape through the entry hall of the castle to the outside of the castle. In the open area outside the doors, several students from Beauxbatons hurried toward the castle. Their sleeping quarters were large carriages that resembled giant pumpkins with cake frosting.

His destination in sight outside the gates, Severus stopped when he caught sight of the brat.

Harry Potter – spawn of James Potter – walked toward Hogwarts from the Beauxbatons carriages with his mudblood friend. While his hand itched to raise his wand and cast a million spells at Potter's son, thoughts of Lily Evans invaded his mind – she would always and forever be Lily Evans in his memories. He hoped to meet her again in a few moments, and perhaps it was best he didn't have the blood of her son on his soul at that moment.

Harry had not noticed Severus Snape, but the giant headmistress had noticed the potion's master. The look on the wizard's face made Olympe cast several spells that hid the children from his sight. She kept her wand in her hand but Severus turned away and stepped outside the gates – his steps took him beyond the wards of Hogwarts.

Without hesitation, Snape lifted his wand and spun in place. The apparition was slow because his magic continued to fall away. Poppy would swear to her last breath that Severus Snape's face was filled with pain when he spun around before disappearing.

Whitefield said, "Apparition without a destination."

Poppy hesitated and then nodded her head, "I agree. His death certificate can read 'apparition without destination.' That is what I witnessed."

CHANGE SCENE: Results

Albus Dumbledore was the person most affected by the apparent suicide apparition of Severus Snape. Healer Ambrose Whitfield was under no confidential oaths to Hogwarts or the headmaster. While the wizard could not discuss the diagnosis he'd given to Severus Snape, he did file the death certificate as death by apparition after receiving a terminal diagnosis.

With the bruhaha filling the newspapers, things would not calm down at Hogwarts. The events this autumn had snowballed out of control – the death of a student, an outrageous selection ceremony for the tournament, the incident with the ghost flying about the Great Hall, the revelation of Barty Crouch, Jr.'s presence in Hogwarts for more than two months, and finally the suicide of a professor in the middle of the day. The press, the ministry, and the public called for the dismissal of Albus Percival Dumbledore (Wulfric Before Brian) from all positions in Magical Britain.

It was a simple matter for Minister Fudge to direct Amelia Bones to find a potions professor for Hogwarts. The governors ignored Dumbledore's protests of interference and endorsed the appointment of Potions Master George Thomasson and his wife, Potions Mistress Catherine Thomasson to hold the position jointly. She would teach the classes for the first through the fourth year while he would teach years five through seven. Almost immediately, the two professors began yelling at Dumbledore and publishing reports in the Daily Prophet about the dismal state of all potions teaching in all seven years.

Angelina Johnson was invited to join the class with the other sixth-year students and she participated in the constant revision classes offered in the evenings and weekends.

The Hogwarts ghosts gathered and discussed the many events. The Goblet of Fire had not selected Severus Snape and they agreed the goblet chose to skip over him because of the short time he had left to live.

Jessica and Myrtle stopped spying on the professors and students; however, Myrtle proved to be a bit of a perve and continued to fade through the walls of the shower stalls when certain young men were present. Fred and George Weasley, and their friend Lee Jordan, reported her presence frequently.

CHANGE SCENE

Next chapter – the first task with dragons!

Edwina Rosier Ravenclaw Octavius Rookwood Slytherin

Jessica Howell Gryffindor Thomas Canning Gryffindor

Angelina Johnson Gryffindor Severus Snape – potions

Francesca Bagnold Ravenclaw Severus Snape – potions

Evangeline Rosier Slytherin Dyson Avery Hufflepuff

Octavius Rookwood, (Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry)

Severus Snape, (Escuela de Pociones Barcelona) / (School of Potion Masters Barcelona)

Albus Percival Dumbledore, (School of Wulfric Before Brian)