Another filler chapter, stick with me, next few chapters will be the three tasks from the perspective of people sitting in the stands watching the craziness unfold.

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*Also fun fact…Neville ends up marrying Hannah Abbot. I didn't know that when I named my OC Hanna. So no, my OC and Hannah are NOT the same person :)*

CHAPTER 4

Foreign Guests

Towards the end of October posters began to appear all over the school telling us that the two other schools would be arriving on the 25th. The school was buzzing with excitement as the week of their arrival drew closer. Then finally the day came, and announcements were posted all over the school grounds telling us to be sure to be in our dress robes and meet in the grand hall before the schools had the chance to arrive.

Five o'clock rolled around and the prefects were running all throughout the school announcing that everyone needed to make their way down to the grand hall. Walking down the stairs with Ginny and Luna at my side, we were amazed at the stops the school was pulling out. Everything was immaculately clean and pristine, Hogwarts banners, along with the four house banners hung everywhere.

"There're coming!" someone yelled.

The students all rushed out of the school, and into the courtyard.

"Look up there!" a student yelled.

We adjusted our eyes and on the horizon we saw an image growing and growing the closer it got to us. "Is that . . . a carriage? I asked myself out loud.

"I think it is." I heard someone behind me say. I turned around to see Neville standing there.

We watched as what we thought to be a carriage got closer and closer. When it was finally close enough to decipher, we discovered that we were correct, it definitely was a carriage. And the carriage was being pulled by what appeared to be giant horses with wings.

"STUDENTS PLEASE GO TO THE GRAND HALL AT ONCE!" Professor McGonagall yelled.

With much reluctance we returned to the Grand Hall and as it did every night, a great feast was laid out before us and the excitement that began to fill the room was alsmot too much to bear.

Halfway through the feast Dumbledore rose and announced that the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang had finally arrived and were going to be presented into the great hall. Dumbledore motioned to the back and the great wooden doors to the hall swung open and in walked a group of at least 20 girls, all wearing the same matching blue uniforms. All were absolutely gorgeous and all walked with an aura of confidence and grace about them, unseen at our school. I swear every boy in the school's mouths dropped in awe of the beautiful foreign visitors.

Following behind them was a woman more enormous than Hagrid. Compared to this woman Hagrid was a dwarf! They all walked towards the head table and Dumbledore welcomed them with a warm greeting, "Welcome ladies of Beauxbatons! And we also wish to extend welcome to your headmistress, Madame Maxime . Now please, come sit as we welcome our other guests."

Dumbledore had barely finished his sentence before what I must only assume be the students from Durmstrang came bursting in. The boys marched in and were carrying staves. They began a routine of chanting and pounding their staves on the ground. They spun them over their heads, and over the heads of us sitting at our tables as well. One stick came particularly close to my head, and if I hadn't been for Ginny sitting next to me pulling my head down, well let's just say it would not have been too much of a pretty sight to say the least. They reached the head table and with a hard pound turned to face the entrance of the grand hall. We all followed their lead and turned to look towards the entrance. In stormed what appeared to be another student, followed by an older man, who I think was their headmaster.

"Is that Viktor Krum?" I heard Ron excitedly ask as he turned eyes wide and looked at anyone who would give him and answer.

"It is!" someone answered.

Dumbledore again spoke, "Welcome, proud sons of Durmstrang, along with your headmaster, Master Karkaroff. Please, have a seat and enjoy our feast!"

The hall erupted into loud chatter, everyone discussing our new arrivals. After everyone had finished eating, and the tables had been cleared, Dumbledore once again took his place at the head of the hall and said, "Now that we have all filled our bellies and minds are at ease, it is time for me to explain how this year's champions will be chosen. And to help me make this introduction, let me introduce our very own, Minister of Magic!"

The hall erupted into polite clapping as the minister entered from the back of the hall. He walked up to Dumbledore and shook his hand before saying, "Students, it is my honor to be here, and to help Dumbledore explain how this year's competition will fall into place. As I'm sure your headmasters have already mentioned, the competition will feature one student from each school, and only students at least 17 years and old will be allowed to compete. I'm sure you are all wondering how the contestants will be selected, I shan't keep you waiting."

As he finished his sentence Hagrid got up and went into one of the hall's side rooms. He came back out pushing a large stone on a pedestal. He pushed next to the minister and move back to his seat. "Headmaster if you would do the honors." The minister said to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded and with a wave of his wand the stone began to melt away in a beautiful goblet. The goblet was enormous and glowed with a faint blue light. Oooh's and ahhh's began to sound around the hall but were quickly silenced by Dumbledore as he said, "Students, this is the goblet of fire, and it will choose which of you will compete in the tournament."

At this point the minister chimed in, "Do not be fooled by it's appearance, the goblet is a powerful magical object, capable of choosing which of you will be the best representative of your respective schools. The goblet will be placed in the room across the hall from this one. Remember that a strict age restriction of at least 17 is in effect; I would not like to be the person that attempts to add their name, or the name of another into the goblet. Please also keep in mind, and this is most important; once your name is placed into the goblet you have added your name to the list of possibly contenders, you cannot change your mind. It is not a decision to be made lightly but remember this; honor and glory await whomever wins."

"Now, we have all had a long day, and I'm sure our guests would like to rest. I would ask that all Hogwarts students return to their dormitories and turn in early. Oh yes, but before I let you go; the champions will be chosen on Halloween night, so please be sure to place your name into the goblet before that time. Also be aware that the dance which accompanies the tournament, the Yule Ball, will take place on Christmas night, please plan accordingly. Now, I believe the minister and I have given you plenty of things to think about, have a lovely evening, and please make sure our guests feel right at home." Dumbledore said.

The hall burst into movement and chatter, and I found myself barely able to hear myself talk. Everyone was beyond excited about our new arrivals, and I began to feel the excitement of the tournament fill my veins.