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I totally forgot to update last weekend, and I'm very sorry! To make up for it, here are the next four chapters.
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Dear Mum and Dad,
Hogwarts is hosting the Triwizard Tournament! But you knew this already, didn't you, just like the Weasley's and Ludo Bagman knew it? The students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be arriving in October, and some kind of impartial judge will select the champions from each school on Halloween. No one under seventeen is able to enter, which Fred and George are very upset about. Their going to try anyway, but Dumbledore is personally going to make sure that no one can underage can get in, so I don't think much of their chances.
Mad-Eye Moody is going to be our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year. Mr. Weasley went to help him this morning with some incident with intruders, dust bins, and the police. George and Fred say he's crazy, but Bill and Charlie say that he was a great Auror in his time.
On another note, Hermione suffered a huge shock when Nearly Headless Nick let slip that there are more than a hundred house-elves working at Hogwarts. She refused to eat another bite and kept muttering about slave labor. I don't know what she's going to do about it, but if I know Hermione, she is going to do something.
Love,
Harry
Dear Harry,
We did know about the Triwizard Tournament but wanted to let you have the surprise. It's definitely going to be interesting to watch. The twins probably are not going to get past whatever defenses Dumbledore set up, and I would advise them, and anyone else, not to try, but I know that won't stop them.
Mad-Eye Moody is not crazy, but he is a little paranoid. It's not surprising with all the things he's seen. He was definitely one of the best Auror's ever, probably even better than me …
James.
Anyway, tell Hermione that I've often gone down to the Hogwarts kitchens, and every one of the house-elves are delighted to be there. It may be unacceptable how so many people treat them, but she's got to take their feelings into account too, and they would be quite insulted to be offered freedom. Especially the house-elves of Hogwarts.
Have a lovely year, Harry.
Love,
Mum and Dad
Dear Mum and Dad,
As always, it's been an interesting first day back. Hagrid's lessons consisted of blast-ended skrewts. They're revolting. They blast off from their ends, the females have suckers, and the males have stings.
Rita Skeeter came out with another article about the ministry and Mr. Weasley, and Malfoy was shouting about it in the entrance hall. Long story short, it ended with him trying to curse me when my back was turned. He missed, but Professor Moody was coming down the stairs at the time, and apparently, he doesn't like people who attack when their opponent's back is turned. He turned Malfoy into a ferret and bounced him around the hall until McGonagall turned up and put a stop to it.
Hermione's been researching house-elves during breaks, and Professor Trelawney is still predicting my death. Malfoy was definitely the highlight of the day.
Love,
Harry
Dear Harry,
That was truly inspired! Good for Moody; I wish I could have seen that! Your mother is trying to look disapproving, but she finds it just as amusing.
I do not!
Oh, come on, don't try to deny it.
Well, he did kind of deserve it. I'm not surprised Moody did that. He never did appreciate people trying to curse someone who's back was turned. I'm glad he got punished for trying to jinx you.
And what a punishment!
I've never heard of blast ended skrewts before, but they sound decidedly unpleasant. Be careful, Harry. Good luck with the rest of term.
Love,
Mum and Dad
Dear Mum and Dad,
We had our first lesson with Moody today. He showed us the three unforgivable curses, performing them on three spiders. He says the ministry doesn't think we should be shown this young, but that he thinks that we've got to know. Neville seemed particularly upset by them. I can't say I liked it myself.
On a happier note, Hermione finally told us what she was constantly doing in the library. She's been researching elf enslavement and came up with the idea of starting spew. I mean S.P.E.W, the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare. She assigned Ron to be treasurer and me secretary. She's going to start trying to collect members. I'm not sure how well this is going to work out, but I know Hermione well enough to know that she isn't going to drop this anytime soon.
Love,
Harry
P.S. Did Padfoot tell you that he's coming back?! He's going to get himself thrown in Azkaban, and there's nothing wrong with me!
Dear Harry,
Don't worry about Padfoot. He's a marauder; he'll be fine.
I know the unforgivable curses are no picnic, but I think Mad-eye's right.
Although I wish he waited a while.
Considering all the things going on, I think it's better to be prepared.
I think Hermione's in for a rude awakening; I can't imagine many people willing to sign up for that.
I think it's a good idea. You said yourself a lot of house-elves are mistreated.
That's true. But I don't think many people will sign up for it. Those who care about the house-elves will agree that they don't want to be freed and think we shouldn't force them to.
Maybe. Anyway, try not to worry too much Harry. Padfoot knows what he's doing.
Love,
Mum and Dad
Dear Mum and Dad,
The delegations from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang arrived today. Beauxbatons came first in a giant carriage pulled by huge, winged horses. The headmistress, Madam Maxime, is as tall as Hagrid. He's going to be taking care of the horses. Durmstrang travelled in an underwater ship. Victor Krum is among them. He certainly made an impression; lots of people, including Ron, want his autograph.
The champions are chosen by the Goblet of Fire, which is a large wooden cup that is filled with blue fire. The perspective champions write their name and school on a piece of paper and put them in the cup. Tomorrow night, Halloween, the goblet will return the names of the chosen champions. I told you something always happens on Halloween!
In order to make sure that no one underage successfully enters the tournament, Dumbledore is going to draw an age line around the goblet. Fred and George think they could fool that with an aging potion. Don't worry though. I may have a talent for trouble, but I have no plans to enter myself.
I'll write again tomorrow and tell you who the champions are.
Love,
Harry