With less than a month before the first task, it wasn't surprising that the residents and guests of Hogwarts would see the 4 champions, Penny, and Hermione out, every morning, exercising together and then, after the latter two head to the castle, the champions would use a quarter of the Quidditch pitch each, large walls erected to keep what they were doing secret. The headmistresses and newly placed in charge deputy headmaster from Durmstrang were pleased at their togetherness, as that was the true reason behind the tournament. Not all of the tournament judges were pleased though; Barty Crouch had personally informed the quartet that they were disgracing the tournament, and was promptly told to go to hell; while Bagman never got a chance, Fleur transformed into her natural Veela form, reminiscent of the Harpies from Greece, and scared the man so badly a wet patch appeared as he screamed off.
Severus and Penny had needed large potions to deal with the information of what the tournament was bringing forth for Alexander; they were meant to protect him and Hermione, how could they do that if he was crispy fried by a dragon, not even listening to the demigods' explanations on why that wouldn't be a problem. Slowly they got used to is, and both were seen plotting while the former would create large batches of burn ointment and other various healing potions.
A great concern came when the demigods and Veela handed Amelia over the supply of scanners, suggesting that she use them on herself and her people to familiarise themselves on how they should act on untainted people. The surprise had been when they caught 'Alastor Moody' by surprise and the scanner went insane. Unfortunately in their surprise, the imposter had fled, leaving everything that he had brought with him in his quarters. After reading the scanner's history, and finding that it was a Polyjuice Potion reaction, everyone had searched through the imposter's room, locating a sleep deprived, pissed off, and incredibly hungry Mad-Eye, Hermione assisted him out of his trunk, his missing leg a hassle. Poppy fixed him up, and Healers were brought in to replace the stolen body parts, as the man told a story of being attacked by Pettigrew and a blast from the past, Barty Crouch Jnr.
Hearing that, Crouch Snr was arrested, the family house searched and all that was found was a dead house elf. Crouch was fired and thrown in Azkaban after it was found out that he had committed numerous crimes in his positions of power over the years, the largest being freeing his son from Azkaban, making Sirius not the first to escape. Neville had been inconsolable for a week; he'd explained what happened to his parents before retreating into himself, concerning his friends. But when he drew himself out of it, he was more determined than ever, joining the group in the mornings for their exercise and practicing his magic until he would drop from magical exhaustion. Faye, not wishing to be left out and to support her friend who was in worse physical shape than she was, joined him, many times carrying the larger boy up to his dormitory to throw onto his bed.
Charlie had been contacted the day after learning about the dragons, and he was stunned as hell that they knew about it before remembering that they had enough friends in high places that anything was possible. When he jokingly complained about needing to find another nesting mother to bring along, Hermione suggested he bring Siofra, who had just laid her first batch, the tear stained letter from Hagrid had been happily received. Pursing his lips, the news of their being demigods not reaching him yet, the dragon handler reluctantly agreed and left, saying he needed to drag Hagrid from the eggs long enough to explain what was happening.
On November 13th, Luna was racing down in the light snow to the Quidditch pitch, "HEY!"
The champions couldn't hear her over their training, but Alex definitely felt it when she slipped on a slick patch and barrelled into his, "Ugh, Luna, couldn't you have just called out?"
"I tried that, you didn't hear me," the blonde got up and pulled her friend, "Come on, time for the wand-weighing ceremony. I'll get Fleur."
Shaking his head, and with an ear splitting whistle, he waved to the three champions who poked their heads out from their partitions, the 5 of them racing into the castle from the cold, their little areas charmed to always remain warm. Once inside, and stamping the snow from their bodies, Fleur asked, "Why are we in here now?"
"Wand-weighing ceremony"
They followed Luna up to a free classroom, the heads of the schools, Bagman, Ollivander, Colin Creevey, a 3rd year Gryffindor, and, "Percy, why are you here?"
The pompous redhead stuck his nose into the air, "I'm here in place of Mr Crouch, who is… indisposed."
"Yeah, he's rotting his arse off in Azkaban for being a crook," Alex said seriously before walking to the wandmaker, ruffling Colin's hair, "Sir, pleasure to see you again."
"Mr Olympius, it is nice to see you living up to your wand," the old man grinned knowingly.
Bagman clapped his hands then, "Right, how about we get this started. The representative judges are present, Mr Percival Weasley replacing ole Barty. Mr Ollivander will be checking over your wands, being the best in the country. From the press we have Moon…"
"It's Lunette Lovegood and Colin Creevey, Mr Bagman and can we please get this moving, some of us have training to return to," the demigod interrupted, pissed at the man.
"Very well, Mr Ollivander"
"Hello to you all, I'll be checking to verify that your wands are in working order for the First Task. Mr Krum, you first," the wizened old wizard took hold of the crooked wand and inspected it, "Hmm, Gregorovitch?"
"Da, the last one before he retired"
"Thick, rigid. 10 ¼ inches, hornbeam, dragon heartstring," with a flourish, he cast, "Avis."
A small flock of canaries erupted from the wand tip, soaring from the castle through an open window, "Good, good. Mademoiselle Delacour."
Fleur smiled as she passed over her wand, knowing that it would shock the man, and she wasn't disappointed when his eyes went wide as he studied the elegant wand, "9 ½ inches, inflexible, rosewood, and… dear me… the head hair of a Veela."
"My grandmother proudly donated it to me to use," the witch said, her head held high.
"Perfect for you my dear, I personally find Veela hair too temperamental and rarely selective," a circle in the air, "Orchideous."
A single white rose sprouted from the end, and both the wand and rose were handed back to Fleur, who removed the thorns and stuck it behind Luna's ear, both girls giggling, "Mr Diggory."
"Hello again sir," Cedric said, passing over his gleaming wand.
"Ah, one of my own, 12 ¼ inches, ash, pleasantly springy, and a unicorn tail hair from a stallion who was 17 hands high and nearly gored me after I plucked it," a stream of multi-coloured smoke rings came from a silently cast spell, before being handed back, and Ollivander looked at Alex, "Mr Olympius."
"Here you are sir," the demigod swiftly drew his unusual wand and passed it over.
All ears were listening intently as Garrick spoke reverently, "Ah this wand, a wand with such power, it could have only ever belonged in the hands of a demigod. To find that the demigod was the son of Zeus, I wasn't surprised at all. Your half-brother personally removed the Cretan Bull as one of this labours, this horn was removed from its head when it was being sacrificed to Zeus. The core is of a Phoenix that gave only two feathers, one to the first Ollivander wandmaker who collected it and the horn before coming over with the Romans; and the last to myself 80 years ago. But I have taken enough time, so…"
The man spouted a fountain of wine come from the tip of the horn, landing into his goblet, before handing it back to Alex, who smiled and holstered it, "Thank you sir, I never knew that."
The moment was ruined by the idiot Bagman clapping once, startling them all, "Right, pictures."
30 excruciating minutes later, the teenagers all ran from the room, Colin rushing off to process his first paid job as a photographer, while Luna went to write the articles on the 4 champions, the schools that were participating, and a slight article on Grecian mythology to help explain items that would be in Alex's part.
Seeing that the snow had picked up, the demigod pointed his friends to the ROR, explaining how to use it, before retreating to his office for a slight sleep. He'd gotten a few hours before he was woken by his love, not that he minded as it was by her lips on his, and no one interrupted them for many more hours.