So, this is a bit of an intro chapter, into the much anticipated Tri-wizard tournament section of this story. So, next chapter, be prepared for some awesomness! Hope you enjoy.

3 Days Later

Punzie POV

I entered the Great Hall with a crowd of other Ravenclaws, all of us walking over to our tables to wait excitedly for the results. The whole school was allowed to skip a period of classes, and lucky for the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws, it was Potions. I sat down at the end of Ravenclaw table, fiddling with my braid as I waited for Prof. North to call out the names of the witches and wizards who were chosen for the tournament.

After the teachers had assured Prof. North that everyone in the school, including the ghosts, were present, he stepped up to the podium. Immediately, the volume in the Great Hall dropped. We all sat on the edge of our seats, hanging on to every word Prof. North had to say.

"Welcome to choosing ceremony!" Prof. North called with enthusiasm. "Today is great day for Hogwarts. Three witch or wizard will be chosen for tournament today. They will participate in dangerous events, and winner shall be hero and win great prizes! Now, we choose!" He raised him arms with a flourish, enticing a loud cheer from the students.

Prof. North took large, thundering steps towards the goblet. The blue flame that emitted from the cup died down as he approached, then suddenly it flared up again, launching a small slip of paper into the air. The small piece of paper fluttered through the air and landed daintily in the palm of Prof. North's hand.

Professor North held the small piece of parchment with two hands, taking his time before announcing the name.

"Who is it?" Someone from Slytherin table called out. Several other students cheered, anxious to hear the results. Prof. North looked up from the paper and smiled.

"Sean Trelliem!" He called. The Hufflepuff table exploded with sound as they all cheered on their fellow housemate. I turned to look at the Hufflepuff table, to see Sean stand up, clutching his wand with two hands as it began pulling him towards the cup. Sean had to run to keep up with his wand, otherwise it would begin dragging him towards the goblet.

A few laughs sprang up among the crowd while the Hufflepuffs continued applauding Trelliem. Sean walked up to Prof. North who shook his hand with vigor. Both had large smiles plastered on their faces. Prof. North gestured to a door that led to another room in the back of the hall.

Prof. North stepped towards the goblet once Trelliem left the room. The Great Hall once again fell under a harsh silence. Prof. North waved his hand and the flame of the goblet burned brighter, before spitting another name out. The parchment swirled through the air for a moment before finally settling on the large palm of Prof. North's hand. Prof. North read the name and smiled.

"Amélie Declan Dupoint!" He called, his Russian accent somewhat distorting the french name.

From Slytherin table came an explosion of noise, even louder than the Hufflepuffs had been. Amélie stood from her spot at her table and ran up to the goblet, her wand pulling her along quickly. Dupoint reached the the front of the hall and the Slytherin's continued hollering even after she disappeared behind the doors leading to the separate room.

"Settle down!" Prof. North called out. "It is time for final competitor!" Prof. North stepped towards the goblet, this time it burned brighter than ever before. A piece of parchment flew out of the goblet, it floated high in the air, seeming to take an eternity to float back down into the hand of Prof. North.

Prof. North unfolded the piece of parchment and read the name. His brow furrowed and nobody moved, not a single word was uttered. The whole room seemed to hold their breath.

"It can not be." Prof. North muttered.

"What is it North?" Prof. Bunnymund asked.

"This is not possible, he is not student here." Prof. North muttered again.

"Who is it?" Prof. Toothiana asked, fluttering over to where Prof. Bunnymund stood next to Prof. North.

"It is..." Prof. North trailed off. "Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III."

Hiccup POV

I landed in the cove with Toothless. We had just returned from our afternoon flight and had ran into three other shadows while in the air.

"Well, we're tied again, bud." I told him. "Though, to be fair we both collaborated on that one shadow..."

Toothless snorted and hit me on the back of the head with his tailfin.

"Ok, fine. We're tied." I raised my hands in mock surrender.

Suddenly, I felt a slight tugging on my right shoulder, right where the compartment that held my wand was kept.

"What's that?" I muttered to myself.

The tugging persisted and I tried to take a step towards Toothless when the tugging became far more insistent. It began pulling me away from Toothless.

"What the-? Toothless, help!" I called. Something was attracting my wand, which was locked in a pocket on my shoulder. I was being dragged slowly across the cove's floor.

Toothless bounded over and grabbed hold of my right boot. He began tugging on it, trying to keep me grounded. I fumbled with the compartment that my wand was in, trying to unlock it and get my wand out.

"Ow!" I said. The wand was pulling even harder than Toothless was, and it felt like they were playing tug of war with me. "Toothless, let go!" I told him

Toothless growled and refused to let go.

"Stay here, okay? Don't follow me. Now let go!" I said. "Before you dislocate my shoulder."

Toothless reluctantly let go of my boot, and instantly I was dragged across the ground, being pulled in the direction of the castle. I could hear Toothless whining from behind me, but he stayed where he was. I tried to resist by digging my heels into the dirt and continuously struggled with the compartment. Unfortunately, my prosthetic offered no purchase against the soft forest floor and I was dragged through several painful tree branches.

In a matter of minutes, I reached Hogwarts grounds. My wand kept pulling me towards the stone walls of the castle. I began to panic, and tried using an Alohamara charm against the compartment. Something magical was working against it as nothing happened. Just as I was sure I was going to be rammed into the castle's stone walls, my wand tugged slightly upwards and instead I crashed through the glass windows.

I gasped as I was tossed through the air, my face garnering a scratch or two from flying shards of glass. I heard several screams as I landed on the hard stone floor of the Great Hall, getting the air knocked out of me. Once I caught my breath, I stood and finally opened the compartment holding my wand. I threw the thing down onto the ground in disgust. Then I looked up, seeing several hundred pairs of eyes staring up at me, the ones in the front rows had arms still up, trying to protect themselves from the broken glass.

I turned around and came face to face with headmaster North, who looked just as shocked as I did.