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*HPTOR*

The next morning, Harry and Ron sat at the Gryffindor table which was abuzz due to the news of the Triwizard Tournament. Harry had been about to blurt out that they had already heard about the tournament on the train thanks to Cedric Diggory but Ron had quickly nudged him before he managed to spill the beans.

One new detail that they did learn however, was that there was an age restriction placed on the tournament to prevent anyone under the age of seventeen to enter their names for participation. Harry thought it was rather strange that the potential participants had to submit their name into a magic goblet that would choose who was "worthy" of being school champion, but then again this was the magical world and he had seen much stranger things. The other two schools participating were Durmstrang and Beauxbatons with each school represented by one champion. Both Harry and Ron had looked confused when they heard these schools' names which caused Hermione to roll her eyes as if they had asked her what water was.

"Fred and George are trying to bypass the magical age restriction so they can enter the tournament. Of course it will never work, I mean why are they even trying to enter, Dumbledore himself said it was dangerous!" Hermione quickly explained to Ron and Harry, both whom looked tired due to the previous night's lack of sleep.

"Oi Fred! George!" Ron called to the twins who were sitting on the opposite side of the Gryffindor table a couple of seats down.

The twins who were huddled with their heads together as if discussing a topic of utmost secrecy looked up to see Ron calling them.

"What is it, prat? And shouldn't you two be in detention" Fred called back at him, though flashing a grin.

"Nah, Dumbledore said he'd let us know when our detention would take place! Anyway, any ideas on how to bypass the age restriction Dumbledore is placing on the Goblet?" Ron asked from them across the table.

This seemed to cause all types of eyes to turn to the source of the sound and not just those belonging to Gryffindors. Ron seemed to have attracted the attention of individuals in all houses who had quieted down a bit to hear the response. It seemed that many students under the age of seventeen in all the houses were desperate for a chance to enter this tournament. Upon hearing Ron's reply the twins quickly got up and walked briskly to where Ron, Harry and Hermione were sitting.

"Ronny, are you thick in the head?" George whispered sternly as he took a seat between Hermione and Ron.

"Hermione, why did you have to go around telling everyone about our plan!" Fred joined in, squeezing in between Harry and Hermione.

"First of all, you shouldn't be trying to enter the tournament anyway! Dumbledore said people have died in the past! And on top of that, it doesn't matter who I told about your little plan, there is no way that two sixteen year olds can possibly get past a restriction made by Dumbledore himself. He is practically the Merlin of our time!" she finished with a huff, her face flushing a little red.

"Ok forget what she said for a sec-" Ron interjected, earning a particularly nasty look from Hermione.

"Let's say you do come up with a solution to get past the...um.. whatever it was-"

"The age line" Hermione added.

"Ya, what she said. Let's say you do, why don't you share it with Harry and I. After all, as long as a Gryffindor becomes the school champion, I'd be happy with that. Just imagine if one of those Slytherin punks got chosen, the other schools are gonna think that's the best Hogwarts has to offer!" Ron finished in a rather dramatic fashion.

"You know Ron, I don't know if I wanna go breaking the rules so soon, what with Dumbledore saying the tournament is only for those of age!" Harry added hesitantly.

"Aww c'mon mate, don't be a pusboi, just think of the glory!" Ron replied, his eyes practically swimming with stars.

"Stop trying to force him Ron, he doesn't want to participate in what Fred and George got planned!"

"I can speak for myself Hermione. But ya mate, this one is all you!" Harry finished somewhat lamely. It looked like he still had something on his mind.

"And who said we would be sharing our super secret knowledge with you Ron!" Fred stated, folding his arms.

"Ya mum would kill us if our little brother were to be tragically killed in the Triwizard Tournament" added George.

"Not to mention how very much we would miss our dear brother Ronnykins" said a different voice who had not been invited to to partake in this conversation.

They all looked up to see Ginny standing there with a big smirk on her face. Fred looked like he was about to crack another joke at Ron's expense but George nudged him.

"Mcgonagall!" he whispered to his twin.

They briskly got up and walked away from the fourth years and Ginny followed suit as Professor Mcgonagall made her way towards them with a stack of papers in hand. Hermione seemed to perk up right away as she saw the Deputy Headmistress.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley and Ms. Granger, your timetables.." she said, handing them each a paper that outlined their schedules for the coming year.

"Oh, Potter and Weasley, the incident on the train-" Mcgonagall started to say.

"We're sorry about that professor, won't happen again." Harry replied quickly, a glum expression on his face.

"Well I was going to say, I hope what you did was necessary." she added, emphasizing her final word.

"Most definitely" Ron stated confidently, a smile now on his face.

"Very well.." Mcgonagall replied, as she walked away to hand out the timetables to the rest of the Gryffindors. Harry could have sworn he saw the beginnings of a smile on her face, it looked like she had better understanding of what had happened on the train than Harry and Ron had initially thought.

"Herbology with the Hufflepuffs first thing, let's get going" said Hermione.

"Wait a second, who's Moody" Harry asked, reading his new timetable, specifically the section regarding 'Defense Against the Dark Arts'.

Though he knew he would find out the answer to that question sooner rather than later.

*HPTOR*