Hello!

Harry was watching the sunrise sitting in the garden of Malfoy Manor. The only sound that could be heard was that of the peacocks walking around, to whom Harry gave some crumbs of bread. Like all upper-class purebloods, Mr. Malfoy put a lot of money into keeping both his house and the garden impeccable. Although it was a beautiful and luxurious place he would have preferred to be in his godfather's house, even if it was a small house like Hagrid's hut. There was so much he wanted to ask her about his parents and his past. At that moment an owl appeared on his shoulder, it seemed strange to him since he was not expecting mail, normally "The Prophet" and the letter from school would not arrive until mid-morning.

-Hello little one, do you have something for me? -He told her while he leaned on his shoulder, the bird hooted and extended its paw where it had tied a letter. Harry took the envelope while stroking its plumage. When he saw that it was a message from Sirius, he was very happy. The letter said the following:

Dear Harry, how have you been? I hope you are enjoying your vacation, I am sorry that it has been a while since we last had contact, I am still a wanted fugitive and dementors have been sent to different addresses where my presence has been noted. I've left little trails so the ministry can send aurors away from London, that way when I return there won't be as much surveillance. Dumbledore has helped me a lot, he has sent me money from my vault so I can buy food although I usually beg from muggles in my animagus form to not attract too much attention. I have been considering returning to my parents' house, it has been abandoned for years and is a good hiding place, although to be honest I think I would prefer to sleep on the streets. But hey, as soon as I can have a stable place I will try to see you in person. Keep studying hard and practicing Quidditch, you are a great player and a great wizard, just like your parents. I send you my best wishes, we will see each other again soon.

Sirius

Harry felt a little better when he read the letter. The idea that at some point soon he could see his godfather again made him feel like he could conjure a huge Patronus, at that moment his friend Draco approached and invited him to have fun with the brooms for a while and told him that they had guests. His partner Blaise Zabinni and another girl who introduced herself as Daphne Smith, Harry assumed that her parents were acquaintances of Draco's. Moments later they were having fun in the skies, dodging bludgers and trying to catch the Snitch, the girl was very good. Although she had very delicate facial features, like someone from high society, she showed great skill and strength. When they finished they went to sit down and eat something, the house elf had brought them cold drinks and snacks.

-Thank you very much Dobby- Harry said smiling and the elf bowed almost in supplication.

-Mr Potter honors me with her thanks, Dobby is only doing her duty-

-So..- the girl with blue eyes and dark hair said -¿Its true what said about you?-

-I don't know. What do they say?-

-That you usually hang out with Muggle-borns and that you practice black magic-

-It seems I have quite a reputation. Yes, Hermione Granger, who is a Muggle-born, is my best friend, and no, I have never practiced "black magic" everything I have learned is through the school library. I wish I could find rare books, ancient magic stuff, or maybe a guide to magical animals.

At that moment a beautiful white owl flew over them, and when it saw that Harry raised his arm, it flew towards him and then perched on his shoulder and supported its head in a loving tone while it ate crumbs that he offered it.

-You get along well with animals, you could study something related to Magical Creatures-

-¡It would be a terrible waste! Potter will surely be a Minister or perhaps head of the auror department.

-We'll see... So you're starting this year ¿How old are you?- he asked her. She looked almost the same age as they

-I'm 13, until now I had been educated at home-

-I bet you had a better magical education than us- Zabinni told her and the girl made a face that Harry couldn't interpret -Well, I bet you 10 Galleons that you end up in Slytherin with us-

-We'll see what the sorting hat says. Whatever house you end up in, I wish you good luck.

-Imagine if you end up in Hufflepuff or with the silly Griffindors, like the Weasley twins-

-The Weasleys ¿Who are they?-

-One of them is a prefect, the twins are fools who always cause problems. It must be a family thing -

-I remind you that his younger sister is in our house-

-Yes, I still have a hard time believing it, she is the first in her family to end up in Slytherin. It was a double victory, seeing the face of her brothers and having her as a member since I have heard that she is a very good student, perhaps it is true that the seventh child is born with more gifts-

-I've also taught her some defensive spells, in case she needs to get her heavy brothers off of her- Draco said.

-¿Is it true that last year there were dementors at school?-

-Don't worry, they're back in Azkaban, they're still looking for Black. I hope they find him soon- Harry tried to pretend that didn't hear anything, although it was difficult.

-They are horrible beings, anyway, I think we should go change, it's already getting dark. My family are very strict with schedules- the girl told him and after said goodbye, she went with Blaise to the exit.

-¿So what do you think of her? -the blonde asked him.

-She seems like a nice girl, but she's too early to tell. My first impression of you was not very good to say the least and now look at us, you let me stay at your house and we share several adventures-

-¿What do you think we should deal with this year? Giants? Wild beasts?

-Maybe vampires- he told him and the blonde made a gesture of displeasure -¿They scare you, right? Like Ron with spiders-

-¡I'm not afraid of them! I just don't like them-

-Sure, whatever you say-

-¿What do you think Granger is afraid of?-

Harry thought for a moment - Professor McGonagall telling her that she is a bad student and a disappointment - and they both laughed. At that moment Harry felt a stab of pain on his forehead, more precisely on his scar.

-¿Are you OK?-

-Yes, it was just a small annoyance. Come on, we better go get ready for dinner-

Hundreds of kilometers from Malfoy Manor in a mansion whose owners had perished years ago, an unknown figure was leaning on a chair, who made a small sound that could be interpreted as a hiss.

-M...my lord, are you okay? ¿You need something?-

-Silence Wormtail, I have a lot to think about ¿Where is Nagini?-

-Outside... finishing eating...- he said almost with rejection.

-Ahh yes, that old muggle was a good appetizer for my dear friend. We must be ready, nothing and no one will stop Lord Voldemort from rising again-

-Yes my lord- and at that moment the door opened.

-My dear vassal. I hope you bring me good news-

-Everything is ready my lord, you know that I am your most faithful servant. Failure is not an option for me-

-I hope so. Too many mistakes have already been made that have hindered my return...yes, I have been too patient, but I will soon return...- said the voice.

The next few days passed quickly. Shortly before the trip to school they had been about to go to the Quidditch World Cup, but Mrs. Malfoy had told them that it was better to stay home because there were rumors that there were problems in those places and she did not want to see her son near that. Curiously, they found out from the newspaper "The Prophet" that there were riots and problems at the Quidditch World Cup. Apparently hooded Death Eaters launched the dark mark, which would be like Voldemort's slogan, into the sky and set fire to some tents so that people would flee. Mrs. Malfoy was relieved that they hadn't been there, but Harry wasn't afraid of them, to him they were just cowards who hid their faces while they scared people and then ran away before the Aurors arrived, it reminded him of the hooligans from his school who hung out with his cousin Dudley.

When they arrived at King's Cross station they met the Weasleys and Hermione, who was waiting for them at the train station and after greeting each other, she told them to go sit in one of the empty compartments while Ginny met with her friends, who, like Harry, were from different houses. Draco had advised Ginny to follow Harry's example: try to make friends of any kind, if someone accepted it would be great, if not they would miss out, she would always have the group and her brothers, no matter how annoying and overprotective they were.

-I don't know if we will all fit, remember that we agreed to sit with Zabinni and Daphne-

-Don't worry, I've already thought of everything ¿Remember that last night I told you that I would have a surprise on the train? -

-I thought you would tell me that you realized that I am better at Quidditch and that you would resign from the team, leaving me your position.

-In your dreams. No, it took me a lot of work and trying to get it, but I was able to-

-¿What, Harry?- Hermione asked, and Harry first checked that the others weren't paying much attention to him, which was usually difficult for him given who he was, and then he pointed his wand at the door of the small compartment, keeping his gaze fixed on it. the compartment and as he concentrated his energy -¡Capacius extremis!- and the edges of the door glowed for a moment and then it looked like a few seconds ago again.

-Harry...it's not true..-" Hermione said with her eyes open, Draco took a couple of seconds to realize it, Ron was still just as confused.

-¿Did you enchant the space so that it had more room inside like travelers do with tents? ¡That's super advanced!-

-Shh, keep your voice down, yes, it was complicated, and take me a lot of energy. But not as much as when I had to fight dementors last year. Lately I can't sleep well, so I have taken the opportunity to study and advance the material that we are going to see and study others on my own, like this one - he responded and just at that moment his classmates appeared.

-Hello guys, sorry for being late ¿What are you doing standing here?- the new girl asked and Harry quickly made them go into the compartment and closed the door. From the outside it looked like they were all packed together, but inside the seats and windows had been extended. .

-¿And what's your name? I don't remember seeing you before- Ron said to the new girl.

-What nice manners Weasley, her name is Daphne Smith. I'm sorry, he's worse than a Troll- the blonde told her.

-Don't start fighting, the school year hasn't started yet- Hermione told them -You want to compete, do it in class by getting good grades and participate more in class-

-Don't forget that there is also the dueling club- he told them with false malice.

-Please Harry, don't encourage them-

-I'm just saying that there's nothing wrong with some healthy competition, rivalry as well as teamwork, I like competing with you in Transfiguration classes, as much as working together in potions- and they both smiled.

-Hey, maybe we can convince the director that the winner gets a prize-

-I don't believe it. They'll be too busy with this year's event- said Daphne.

-¿What are you talking about?-

-You'll see. I don't want to spoil the surprise for you. Anyway, I can't wait to see Hogwarts and for the hat to tell me which house I'll go to-

-Wherever you go I wish you luck. Just be careful with some students-

-¿Like who?-

-Crabbe, Goyle and Marcus Flint. Slytherin bullies-

-Funny, I thought the troublemakers were the Weasley twins- she replied, arching an eyebrow.

-My brothers cause problems, but they don't pick fights, they are two prankers, although sometimes they have good ideas. They've been creating magical prank items, like candy that makes your tongue grow or fake wands that transform into rubber dolls when someone tries to use it. They gave me one as a gift to show you, look - and he took the fake wand out of her bag, it looked as authentic as one made by Ollivanders, when Ron made a gesture of wanting to use it, it turned into a rubber rat, everyone applauded, but At that moment the object began to swell, making it grow larger and larger until it exploded and filled the compartment and its occupants with red and gold glitter, like the colors of Griffindor.

-I didn't know that was going to happen- said Ron, surprised to see how everyone turned out.

-I'm beginning to understand why they gave it to you, Weasley...- Draco said, looking at him with a mixture of feelings: anger at having been stained with the other house's colors or laughing at the fact that Ron looked worse, since his hair and freckles made him look like a red statue, which made Daphne laugh out loud and the rest did the same. Harry noticed that before sharing the moment, both Draco and Zabinni were surprised that the girl was laughing, it was evidently not something he did often.

-You have some very funny brothers- the girl told him, shaking her hair.

-I'm sorry for all this disaster-

-I'll take care of it- Hermione said and with her wand, make that the place and the group were left clean.

-Harry told me that you are very good with charms-

-Hermione is good at everything. I don't think I've ever seen her fail to cast a spell-

-You're exaggerating, I have a hard time with ancient runes and...flying on a broomstick-

-She is worse than Longbottom. Although that clumsy is bad at everything-

-Don't be so sure, he might surprise you with what he's capable of-Harry told him, remembering that he was the one who rescued Buckeack and not them as he thought it would be. After a talk about different topics, they saw that the train was arriving at its destination and the girls went to another compartment because it was time to change their outfits. In a few minutes the vehicle had stopped.

-I'm home...- Harry thought as he smiled.

When they arrived they saw the enormous figure of Harry indicating to the first years that they should accompany him for the famous tradition of traveling by boat instead of going by carriages like the rest of the students. Inside the great Hall, after the sorting hat sang a song about the school and the qualities of each house, they began to call the students to be studied by the magical object. When it was Daphne's turn, the hat took a while until she opened her mouth (or whatever that looked like) - ¡RAVENCLAW! - and she was welcomed by her house with applause and sat down with other girls, who received it happily. Harry thought he saw Draco and Zabinni whispering something, almost as if they were worried, but he assumed they were just talking about his friend not ending up in the same house as them so he didn't pay any attention to them.

-If she went to Ravenclaw she must be very smart and must really like her books. She'll get along with Hermione- Harry thought.

-Everyone is welcome to a school year. I would like to remind everyone that the Forbidden Forest remains as it is and I would not like to see students hanging around there and it is also my duty that the Quiddith Cup will not be held this year.

-¿What?- the Weasley twins shouted at the same time. Harry was tempted to do the same, it was one of the things he enjoyed the most. The director explained to them about the Triwizard Tournament, what the rules were and the prize of 1000 galleons for the person who wins the cup in the final test.

-¿What you think Potter? ¿Will you go for glory and fame as always? - Blaise told him.

-It would be fun, but you heard the director, we are not old enough to put our names in the goblet-

-¿Since when do you respect the rules?- Malfoy said and Harry smiled. And just at that moment a man appeared limping in the great hall, he had a patch with a magical eye that seemed to spin in all directions, it was gloomy but cool at the same time. Then he sat down on the empty seat at the teachers' table.

-My father told me about him, he is Mad-Eye Moody, the former Death Eater hunter Auror, half of the cells in Azkaban are full thanks to him- Ginny told him -They say he was very good at his job but he is also half crazy, for all the things he has seen-

-I figured his name wasn't "Mad-Eye"-he responded.

The next day they headed towards the first class, which was Herbology with the Ravenclaws. They saw Daphne arrive with her companions, Harry noticed something strange. She didn't seem to be happy about starting the class like the others, she seemed like she was sad for not having gone to Slytherin with them, he tried to cheer her up and tell her not to worry, that if the members of her house didn't accept her they would. After all, Harry's group included both snakes and lions, it wouldn't hurt for him to incorporate members from the other two houses.

At that moment the teacher took them to one of the greenhouses and showed them some plants that had small, large lumps filled with some shiny liquid -Does anyone know what type of plant it is? -Harry and some Ravenclaw girl were the only ones who picked up hand, the teacher let the girl respond.

-They are bubotubers, professor, the pus extracted from them is useful for acne but it is dangerous to have contact with it if it is not diluted, so you have to use dragon skin gloves when squeezing them.

-Excellent Miss Chang ¡Five points for Ravenclaw! Well, you heard your classmate, put on your gloves and start working, I hope to see several bottles of that liquid at the end of class - Harry thought it was unpleasant but at the same time satisfying to squeeze out that pus and put it in the container. When they finished, he and the Chang girl had filled many more bottles than the rest of their classmates.

-Very well Potter and Chang, 5 points for both houses for a job well done-

-You know a lot about magical plants- Harry said to the girl who smiled at him. She was pretty and had Asian features, and like every member of that house Harry assumed that it didn't surprise him that she was a good student.

-You too, although I have heard that you are good at everything you do-

-I am very bad at divination, most of the time when the teacher asks me if I have seen something in the tea leaves or in the crystal ball I usually make something up-

-¿Oh really? Well, I don't know why I'm surprised, I heard that in addition to getting good grades you get into a lot of trouble-

-Well you have me at a disadvantage. I don't know much about you except that being a Ravenclaw you must be smart and I also remember that you were very good at Quidditch - and the girl blushed a little and Harry also began to get nervous without knowing why, he felt hot and they began to sweat your hands

-Potter, when you finish flirting with her, remember that we have classes- the blonde told him and they both returned to reality and quickly left with their housemates.

-So...- said Daphne, who was walking next to her and with Draco on the other -It seems that the famous Harry Potter has a weakness-

-I do not know what you mean-

-A question...- the blonde told him.

-¿What?-

-¿Have you ever danced or gone on a date with a girl? Wait ¿You know how to dance, right? -And seeing that Harry's cheeks turned red again and he avoided his gaze, almost admitting defeat, Malfoy once again had that look of superiority that characterized him.

-Let's better go to potions class- and when they entered they saw that the professor was already waiting for them.

-¡Potter! -Perhaps you can honor us with your "talents" and tell us what potion these ingredients are for- he told him, levitating a piece of parchment whose title had been erased. Harry read it for a few seconds and responded.

-It is the potion to improve wit. As its name suggests, the one who drinks it will be able to think more clearly, although it also serves to nullify the effects of the Confundus curse-

Snape was silent for a second and then spoke again -You heard it, start working. And be careful Mr. Potter, knowing the ingredients does not guarantee that he will be able to prepare it successfully-

-Luckily we have you Sir ¿Right? To prevent us from making mistakes- he replied sarcastically while he smiled. He was waiting for him to take points for his insolence, but he just grimaced - Exactly Mr. Potter, now start quietly! - And they began to work quickly, by the end of the class the liquids in the cauldrons had acquired different colors Most of them only managed to make it yellow, which was the third color, only Harry, Daphne and the Chang girl had managed to make the contents of their cauldron purple, which was the last, Draco's had been lime green, it was not enough.

-It seems that the holidays atrophied the little brain they had left. Shame on you Mr. Malfoy, you've always been efficient in my class, but I guess no one is perfect...-and when he passed by Harry's cauldron he didn't even bother to tell him that he had done a good job. And as soon as he looked at Daphne's, he made the same gesture, the girl felt a little disappointed.

-Don't worry, Snape never gives points to other houses, even though your potion was better than mine- he told her and she smiled at him.

When they left there they met up with their friends and after a quick meal they went to Defense Against the Dark Arts class with the famous former Auror Moody. He taught them about the unforgivable curses, both theory and practice. He used a spider and cast it one by one, from the Imperius curse, which completely controlled its victim, followed by the Cruciatus that caused immeasurable pain until reaching the killing curse, which caused the poor insect to die in a second. Everyone had been surprised and ecstatic to see its effects, especially Neville Longbottom, who stayed after class.

-Poor Neville, you can tell it was too much for him-

-It happens to a lot of people, it's not a pleasant thing for anyone, especially the poor bug- said Hermione. At that moment many students ran towards the outskirts of the castle.

-¿What's going on?-

-¡They're coming, they're coming!- said the Creevey boy who always had the camera on him.

-¿Who?- Harry asked.

-The students from the other schools who will come to participate in the tournament- and at that moment everyone went to receive them. First a flying carriage appeared being driven by enormous steeds, when the door opened Harry saw the most enormous person he had ever seen, apart from Hagrid, behind her were several girls in light blue silk uniforms, they all looked like models, but there was one girl in particular who caught the attention. More than one of them stared at her with their mouths open.

-She's a Veela- said Ron.

-¿A what?- Harry asked.

-They are a race of semi-magical creatures similar to the stories Muggles tell about mermaids- Hermione replied -Nonsense, Ron-

-I'm sure she is one, or at least related to one. The girls at school aren't so pretty- he responded and because that comment, Daphne and Hermione frowned.

Draco rolled his eyes -Merlin Weasley...- Harry couldn't resist smile. The fourth year would be very interesting.-

Harry was totally dumbfounded. The carriage that the girls and his director got out of seemed very small but then he remembered the spell he used to enlarge the train compartment and guessed that inside the place must be huge. After the Beauxbatons students introduced themselves, the lake began to bubble as if something was about to come out, and indeed it did. A huge ship emerged, when they dropped anchor the floodgates opened and a huge plank rested on the ground and the director and some students got out.

-Igor, old friend- Dumbledore told him.

-Albus, it's been a long time- the headmaster of Durmstrang was a man in his forties, dark hair with some gray and yellowed teeth. He had the look of an ancient pirate or ship captain.

-Madame Maxime- the man said and kissed the enormous woman's hand.

-"Kagkarog, it's good that we meet again. Please, I suggest we go in"-

-Yes, come on Viktor, let's go in- the other director concluded while motioning to one of his students. When the young man took a step forward, the murmurs began, many impressed boys and the girls covered their mouths and whispered among themselves.

-¡By Merlin's beard! ¡It's Krum!- said Ron.

-¿Who?- Harry asked.

-Viktor Krum, famous Quidditch player, is in the position of seeker-

-Not only is he famous, he is the best! No one beats him, the way he flies, it seems like he and the broom were one-

-It seems like someone has fallen in love. Although I doubt you have a chance, I don't think you're his type, Weasley- Malfoy said and everyone laughed, while Ron turned as red as his hair.

-Maybe the girls can come up and get us an autograph- Harry suggested.

-It's a good idea ¡Hey Hermione! ¿Do you have a pen?

-¡You haven't even asked me if I could do you that favor Ron!-

-I'm sorry, please ¿Can you get me his autograph?- And the girl just snorted.

-I'll go with you, we can show our neighbors hospitality- Daphne said.

-¿Are you going too, Ginny?" Harry asked.

-I don't think so, they have more chances to get closer- he said shyly.

-¡Nonsenses! You are a member of the great Slytherin house and a great wizard. Go and show those fools that one of ours is worth ten of them - the blonde told her and the redhead smiled more confidently and went after the girls. Harry noticed that Draco made a small smile while he looked in the direction where the girls were going.

-I'm hungry, let's go eat something?- Ron said.

-Do you ever think about anything other than food, Weasley?- and as soon as he finished the question, Malfoy's stomach growled loudly -Although...a little snack wouldn't hurt. Too bad we have to wait for them to come back and also walk to the Great Hall-

-We will improvise- And he pointed his wand towards some trees -¡Accio apples!-And the fruits that were hanging from there fell off and went towards his feet.

-¿Fruit?- Ron said disappointed.

-"A delicacy when I remember how little food the Dursleys gave me"- thought Harry -Come on, don't be so picky, think of it as an appetizer before the big Banquet-

-Go ahead and eat as many as you want, I'll save myself for the delicacies the house elves prepare- said the blonde.

-¿Are there house elves here? I have never seen one-

-That is what makes them so effective, they almost always work at night or when we are all in class-

-"I still have a lot to learn about this place"-he said to himself and just at that moment the girls had returned. The only one who had gotten his autograph had been Hermione.

-¡You are amazing! Did you tell him to put my name? -He said excitedly and the smile disappeared from his face when he saw that the signature was dedicated to the girl.

-I didn't have time to explain that it was for a friend, I'm sorry-

-I doubt he cared, he just wanted to get closer to you- Daphne said and the girl blushed, as much as Ron's expression.

-I think I lost my appetite-

-Speak for yourself. Maybe the elves have prepared foreign dishes for our guests-

-¿Elves here?- Hermione asked. And as soon as they explained everything to her about how they worked without being noticed and what kind of salary they received, which was none, she became upset.

-The elves do not like to be paid, they consider it an offense-

-¡They are slaves! They have been brainwashed into believing that it is okay to dedicate their entire lives to the service of magicians without receiving any compensation, or at least a good pension plan to spend their old age in comfort and health insurance.

-It has always been like this, for centuries-

-Well that will have to change. I will make it possible- she said firmly. That was the Hermione that he admired so much and also that he enjoyed competing with in classes, she never gave up.

Once everyone went to the Great Hall they noticed that they had set up an extra long table for the guests from the other schools. The teachers were sitting at the usual table while the three directors, along with other members of the Ministry were seated. They both introduced themselves as Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch, who gave a brief summary about the Triwizard Tournament and the Goblet of Fire, any adult student could place a paper with their name on it and then the object would choose one from each school. The Weasley twins were angry to discover that they were not of the required age.

-It's nonsense ¿What difference is there between now and next year? We could try it- said Fred.

-And how do they plan to cross the barrier that prevents any minor from being able to put her name in the goblet?- Hermione asked.

-We have a plan, you're not the only smart Griffindor- George responded and winked at his brother, who smiled knowingly.

Then one dinner Harry got up to go to the bathroom before they were sent to their rooms, he saw the Ravenclaw girl Chang looking at him and he got nervous, so he got distracted and bumped into the headmaster of Durmstrang -Excuse me sir, it was a accident-

-Be more careful, child- the adult told him and upon seeing him up close, his expression changed. His eyes moved from bottom to top, until they reached the scar, which made Harry uncomfortable.

-Is there anything you want to say to my student Karkaroff?- Snape said and at that moment the man composed himself and continued on his way -¿Are you going somewhere, Mr. Potter?-

-I was going to go to the bathroom sir, I wouldn't want to feel like it when it's late and we can't leave our rooms-

-¿Since when does the famous Harry Potter follow the rules?- He told her with disdain.

-I wouldn't want to give a bad impression to our guests, we have to show them how good and polite we are here-

The man only snorted - Go ahead and woe betide you if I catch you hanging around the school after hours, in your desire to achieve fame and popularity - he said, looking askance at the chalice that had already been lit by the director and its flames were lit brightly. an intense blue, waiting for the students to enter their names.

-I wouldn't dare sir-

The next day, being Saturday, many students were gathered in the room where the Chalice had been placed. According to Hermione, everyone from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons had already put their names in it, but so far no one from her school. While Harry read a book, Ron and Draco ate some sandwiches, Hermione didn't even want to go near them when she learned that the elves had brought them from the kitchens, arguing that they were food prepared by slaves.

-¿Are you still thinking about freeing the Elves? Good luck with that, few wizards have tried it and the Ministry never paid attention to them- Daphne told him, who had finished doing her homework and had gathered there.

-It doesn't matter, I'll think of something, some movement with a strong and concise message- and Harry couldn't help but smile.

-¿Don't you think it's strange that no one from Hogwarts named him after him?-

-Maybe they did it before everyone got up ¿What if the Chalice rejects them? It would be embarrassing-

-The Chalice will only act when the Tournament begins and shows who will be the champions of each school-

-¡That's it! We already know how to cross the line!- Said Fred, who was accompanied by his brother and Lee Jordan.

-¿Oh yeah? ¿How?-

-We have prepared an aging potion, a couple of drops and for a while we will be old enough to put our name on-

-¿Don't you think Dumbledore already foresaw something like this? It's a silly plan," said Hermione.

-So dumb that it's impossible to fail- said George, they were both about to drink but Harry interrupted them.

-That potion is not well prepared, otherwise it would not have a color like that- he said when he saw the apple-green liquid.

-We had to improvise, but we already tried it on another student and we saw that its effects work, just for a shorter time. Also ¿Do you think you could do it better? -She told him. Harry just shrugged.

-That's what we think, little know-it-all -Fred replied ¿Do you want to do the honors, George?- He said to his twin and they both took a couple of drops and then headed towards the Chalice, which was protected by a line that separated the object from the public. It seemed that both had been successful but at that moment a small spark came out of the line and made both brothers fly with force towards where they were, fortunately Harry was faster and took out his wand - ¡Wingardium leviosa duo! - and both brothers stay suspended in the air thanks to the spell and then he left them on the ground. The funniest thing was that they had both grown long white beards.

-I warned you that wouldn't work- said the headmaster who had appeared and everyone was perplexed, thinking that he would punish the twins for breaking the rules, but instead the old man smiled telling them that there was already a Hufflepuff student who already tried that trick - You better go see Madam Pomfrey - and both Weasleys left laughing while playing with their beards. -There is no potion to alter age or appearance, nor a spell or invisible cloak that can deceive that barrier. I'm afraid I thought of all the possibilities. I suggest you use your free time to study or enjoy this autumn weather, before the snow and cool days return- he said to the crowd of students who were dispersing.

The night of the champion selection had started with great noise. The Weasley twins were trying to get the attention of the Beauxbatons students without success. Almost everyone was fascinated by the girl named Fleur Delacour, she had very delicate features and was well dressed. But she should not be carried away by her appearance, according to rumors she was a very good sorceress and a great student, so she was one of the candidates who had put her name in the chalice.

After a quick dinner, the plates with the food disappeared from there, signaling that it was time to reveal the champions. First, from Durmstrang, was the famous player Viktor Krum, both his director and the students applauded loudly, then the name of the Delacour girl came up, who received applause from both her school and the admirers of the others, especially Ron and Draco. Finally the name of a Hufflepuff student called Cedric Diggory came out of the goblet. After the champions went to another room, Dumbledore's speech was interrupted when the Goblet, instead of going out as it should after giving the three names, returned to "spit out" a fourth piece of paper with the name of another champion before going out permanently. The headmaster took the paper that the object expelled and read aloud -Harry Potter...- and at that moment Harry wished he had the invisibility cloak of him. All eyes fell on him and not on the circumstances he would have wanted, like when he won the House Cup. This was something bad, very bad.

-Harry...Harry Potter!- Come here, Dumbledore told him. And Harry got up from his table, as he went towards where the adults were the silence was absolute, there was no applause or gestures of support, only whispers and murmurs -Well... go through the door with the others. Wait for us there- he told her in a sharp voice.

When he went to the other room he saw the other participants by the fireplace. Krum looked imposing with his eyes on the fire, Diggory seemed thoughtful and the girl only looked at the paintings and the decoration of the place. When she saw him she stood up -¿Whats its going on? ¿Should we go back?-

-Emmmm...- Harry didn't know how to explain to them what had happened, at that moment the headmaster came in with large strides, along with Professor Snape, the other headmasters and members of the Ministry.

-¿What's going on?-

-Well, it seems that this year the Tournament will be very interesting ¿Can you believe that the name of the great Harry Potter has just come out of the Goblet, which would make him the fourth champion? -

-¿What?- the girl asked and then looked at her headmistress hoping she would deny it -Will this child compete with us?- and Harry's mind, which was still perplexed, began to spark. "¿Boy?!" shouted a voice in his mind.

-Harry, did you put your name in the Goblet or did you ask someone else to do it for you?- Dumbledore asked.

-No sir-

-¡He's lying! There is no doubt that he cheated to get his name in - and there Harry lost his temper and approached the other man - I'm not a liar or a cheater. I'm telling the truth ¿Should I drink the truth potion so that you believe me?- He said looking at Snape and the director who looked at him surprised by his response.

-It's not necessary Harry, we believe you- said Dumbledore.

-¡Its unfair! ¡Two champions for one school! Mr. Bagman, Mr. Crouch. You are our impartial judges ¿What do you think we should do? - Karkaroff asked.

-The rules are clear: those whose name comes out of the Chalice are obliged to participate- said the man with the mustache.

-I agree- said the other man, who seemed to be more enthusiastic about Harry participating.

-Then he is determined. Harry, whether you like it or not you are the fourth champion of the Tournament-

Harry was silent for a moment as he processed the information. "Goodbye to my plans for a normal year"

When his friends found out there were different reactions, Ron was stunned, Hermione was as always worried about the dangers of the tests and told him that they would get together to study and research in the library as much as they could. He assumed that at least Draco would support him but he just grimaced and told him that he better start getting ready, or he might end up badly and left with the excuse that he was tired.

-¿What's wrong with him?-

-It's obvious, he's jealous. In recent years, incredible and terrible things have happened at school and Harry always ended up being the center of attention. He believed that with Diggory representing the school in the Tournament, this year you would be just another student, just like him- Ginny said.

-¿And how do you know him so much?-

-He's my housemate Ron and also my friend- she told him coldly and then she turned to him -Don't worry, he'll get over it. I'll go talk to him, see if I can make him see reason," and she headed towards the dungeons.

The next few days were among the worst Harry spent at Hogwarts. The closest thing he had experienced had been those months, when he was in second year, when a large part of the school suspected that he was the one who attacked his classmates, especially for being from Slytherin and speaking Parseltongue. But now he had almost all the contempt of his companions, Huflepuff for taking away the chances of obtaining a great triumph from the house that had not had that opportunity for centuries, and as always the rivalry between lions and snakes was fueled more, only Ron and Hermione believed that he had not put his name in the Goblet. From his house he received ambiguous comments, some supported him because the chances of obtaining glory for the school and the Slytherin house were doubled, but since Harry had proven to be friendly with the other houses, especially a Muggle-born like Hermione, he had also some who mocked him, telling him that he probably wouldn't pass the first test and that he would end up in St. Mungo's, the wizarding hospital, for life. Many classmates began to wear badges with bright colors that showed support for Diggory and if they touched their finger on the badge it changed and the phrase "POTTER STINKS" appeared in green colors.

-¿Do you want one Granger? We have many but don't go touching us with your hands of impure blood - said one of them. Upon hearing that insult, Harry could not contain himself and cast a spell on that student without warning and he remained in a kind of lethargy, as if he were hypnotized or narcotized.

-¡Harry! It wasn't necessary, you'll get in trouble if Professor Snape finds out...

-If Professor Snape finds out what Granger? -Said the head of the Slytherin house behind him and in his presence many remained silent -Explain yourself-

-Potter attacked Flint, Professor- said one of the hooligans.

-¿Is that true Potter?-

-Yes sir, I cast the jelly brain spell on him, although to be honest I think it doesn't make much difference-

-I see ¿Mr. Potter thinks he can curse a fellow member of his own house and get away with it just for being champion of the Tournament? Well let me tell you that he is very wrong ¡15 points less for Slytherin! Now everyone enter the room, today we have a lot to do- he told them while he canceled the spell that Harry had cast on the other student.

-But sir, he started... he told Hermione...- and upon seeing the man's face he understood that it was better to keep quiet and obey. They were about to prepare the potion but suddenly a student come in to the class and called him for wand inspection along with the other champions as well as an interview. Being ordered by the headmaster, Snape had to let him go - I'll wait for him here later, Potter, and you won't leave until he prepares the potion to perfection, which, in case you don't know, is used to cure a cold or warm someone who feels very sick. cold and its color must be...-

-Reddish, in addition to having a peppery flavor. Yes sir, I prepared it this morning, I asked Madam Pomfrey to keep it for me so that it doesn't spoil, she can confirm that I brought it to her- he told him with a face of satisfaction.

The man lost his patience -Then no You have nothing to do in my class. Go and pose for the newspaper, keep brag about your fame... while you can- told him coldly.

He got out of there as quickly as possible before it occurred to him to take away more points. The tournament was important, but he also wanted to ensure the highest possible score for his house. When he got to where he had been directed, it was a small classroom whose desks had been moved except for five chairs separated from a pair of larger, more comfortable-looking furniture. He assumed it was for adults, in one of them was Mr. Ludo Bagman, talking to a witch whom Harry didn't know. As soon as they saw the woman, she stood up and asked for an interview alone before Ollivanders, the wand expert, arrived.

Harry was already starting to get tired of being in the center of everything. If it had been for winning the Qudditch cup or for some academic achievement yes, or perhaps if the tournament had been held during his seventh year. But right now he was competing with students who had 3 more years of magical education advantage, not to mention the mortal dangers they would face in the tests. With everything he had studied during his vacation he could be in fifth grade or even ahead of sixth grade material, but this... was too much to him, he hated feeling like this.

-¿Why do you only want to interview me? They are champions too, plus one of them is a Quidditch world champion- said, pointing with his chin at Krum, who was surprised by his reaction. When the woman looked at him, he just agreed -It doesn't matter- he said with a foreign tone. The woman took him by the arm and led him to a small closet. Then she took out an enchanted quill that she wrote on a piece of parchment whatever she said out loud, almost like one of the recorders muggles use. After testing the object, she began to ask him questions that he was not prepared for.

-I already told everyone that I didn't put my name in the chalice- he responded, getting impatient.

-Come on, everyone knows that you have a reputation as a rebellious boy, they say your father was the same ¿How do you think your parents would feel if they saw you? ¿Do you think about them? -and at that Harry was stunned ¿How the hell was he going to know what his parents would think if he never met them? He never knew what they were like other than from the adults' testimonies and passing comments.

-The tears of a distant memory run down the cheeks of our young but brave champion...-said the woman and in that moment Harry understood everything. That woman was like the tabloid reporters that his Aunt Petunia used to watch on television, they were capable of doing anything to make a sale, she didn't care at all about the person, only about the news and he wasn't going to let that fame seeker use him. He stared angrily at the magical object floating in front of him, which caused the reporter's magic pen to catch fire. He had wanted to do it, but he thought that by not using her wand nothing would happen.

-"Was it an accident or did I really make it happen?"- he thought and then turned to the woman -I'm sorry, I guess I still don't know how to control my magic as well as the other champions- he said as falsely as he could and left there.

The woman remained silent with anger at the boy's outburst, then she took out another enchanted feather like the previous one, but smaller and began to speak -Our youngest champion feels overwhelmed by the situation, but maintains a great 'spark' of optimism and despite his young age he seems to be an exceptional young man - she murmured as the parchment was filled with words - Yes, this year the entire magical world will know who Rita Skeeter is-

After a quick inspection of wands, Harry left. He was on his way to the library and Draco brought him a note from Sirius, it was just a cold and distant greeting. Harry was tempted to cast a spell on him, but he didn't want to make things worse, plus he already had a punishment to serve with Snape for the jelly brain spell thing. He read the letter carefully, his godfather had told him to go to a fireplace in the common room of the dungeons at night when everyone was sleeping.

-Hey Potter, it looks like you're really enjoying your moment of glory ¿Right?- Some Hufflepuff people told him, who threw the newspaper "The Daily Prophet" at him. Harry thought they were talking about the photo he took with the other champions but it turns out that Rita Skeeter's article was more of a kind of biography of him and very little about the Triwizard Tournament, in fact it barely mentioned Harry's name. his rivals, and one of them was misspelled. When he started reading he saw that the woman published words that Harry had never told her, such as that he knew that his parents were with him at all times and that sometimes he cried thinking about them. But what surprised him the most and also made him mad was the last part:

"Sources close to our young champion assure that Harry Potter is dating his friend Hermione Granger, who is always seen by his side. A young woman of great beauty and intelligence, and the most incredible thing is that she is a member of the house Griffindor and Muggleborn. Like our champion, she is one of the best students. It seems that love has overcome the ancient enmity between snakes and lions.

"Harry Potter fans hope it's just a fleeting romance."

Harry crumpled the paper, threw it in the air and pulled his wand out of it - ¡Fire! - And the paper burned until only ashes remained. Just then he ran into his friend, who had come to tell him that Hagrid wanted to see him later before it got dark. She was about to ask him if she wanted to go to the library to do her homework and Colin Creevey, from Griffindor, just walked by with his camera and took a photo of them. Seeing Harry's angry expression he ran away before he could clarify that everything Skeeter said was a lie, but he didn't have a chance.

-You should calm down Harry. Forget about that nonsense and better concentrate on your studies and the Tournament.

-You're right Herms... as always- he said sighing and they went to the library. Studying was the only productive thing he could do at that moment.

Harry was going to see Hagrid, as he was on his way to his cabin hiding under his invisibility cloak. His friend told him to remain invisible and accompany him and not speak until they were alone and far away again. They made a short stop in front of the Beauxbatons carriage and after knocking on the door, it opened and the director of the other school appeared. She was wearing a black suit with red spots.

-"Hagid" -she said with that foreign tone -I thought maybe you wouldn't come, that maybe you got bored of "moí"-

-¿How could I get bored with a lady as fascinating as you?- hhe said in an enthralled tone.

-"I'm going to throw up"-thought. If for this he made him hide and walk there he was going to get angry, but then he saw that while he was escorting the woman with one hand, he was motioning for her to follow him with the other. After a while, he heard the voices of several men and something similar to a bonfire, he thought there was a party with torches, but there was no music, just people screaming and that's when he saw them:

-¡Dragons! ¿Aren't they beautiful? -He said to the huge woman.

-"Cé magnifies!"- said the woman. While she stared at them as if they were newborn puppies, Hagrid approached one of the wizards holding them. A redhead who looked very familiar.

-¡Careful Hagrid! They can throw flames several meters, and that one almost double!-

-¿How are you Charlie?-And there Harry remembered that he was Ron's brother, who worked with dragons-

-Quite busy, we gave them several potions to help them sleep during the trip and we thought that if they woke up in the darkness of the forest they would be comfortable, but it is obvious that they were not happy, not at all. Over there there is a common green welsh, which is the smallest; a Swedish shortnose, which is the silvery blue, and a Chinese fireball, the red, the black is a Hungarian Horntail, the most dangerous and largest. I don't envy the champion who has to deal with him- he replied. Hearing that Harry felt a wave of panic.

-¿Are they going to make them fight dragons?- Hagrid asked, surprised.

-No, just avoid them and distract them. I'm not sure but I think it has to do with the nest of eggs they guarded. Still, I hope you are lucky, in any case we have several extinguishing charms and the healers will be ready for any eventuality-

"I doubt Madam Pomfrey can heal a roasted body," he thought.

Charlie looked askance at the Beauxbatons teacher -You shouldn't have brought her Hagrid, now her student will know about the test. "But hey, I guess cheating is something traditional in this tournament," she told him while pointing to a small figure hidden in some bushes. He was the director of Durmstrang, that meant Viktor Krum would know too.

-Which do you think Harry gets?-

-No idea, it will surely be random. I didn't say anything to my mother about this, she would have a heart attack. Since Harry and the Malfoy boy saved Ginny's life two years ago she has taken a liking to them. When she read Rita Skeeter's newspaper she almost cried "¡Oh poor Harry. So young and have to face these hard trials alone being just a child" etc- she told him. Harry hated being treated like a helpless child, but it was also nice to know that someone cared so much about him.

-"Dementors last year and now dragons. What's next, vampires?"- Harry murmured as he returned to the castle. After making sure that no one was present in the Common Room he had a quick chat with Sirius through the fireplace.

-¿Karakaroff was a Death Eater?- He said, surprised that someone with that background could become a school principal.

-Yes, shortly after Voldemort's defeat he offered the Ministry a lot of information about him in exchange for leniency. He is not well liked by both Aurors and his former companions-

-You don't think he put my name-

-The truth is, I doubt it. If Voldemort was back at the top of his power he might be, but he wouldn't risk doing something so reckless, especially under Dumbledore's nose. All I know is that the person who did it is not your friend and he hopes to get something out of all this-

-Yes, like seeing myself turned into a pile of ashes by a dragon-

-Look, dragons have very tough skin, so avoid throwing stunning curses at it or trying to make it faint. Like any magical animal they have a weak point, in this case, their eyes-

-¿You say I should blind him? -He didn't feel very comfortable with that plan, remembering how much the Basilisk had suffered when he lost his eyes and part of his magic.

-Don't worry, a spell will be enough to give him conjunctivitis, and believe me, he doesn't have many options when you face a dragon-

-If you say so...I'll be with Hermione trying some strategy-

-Yes, I have heard rumors about how much you spend with her-

-They are stupid rumors, invented by that second-rate reporter named Skeeter- he said with his cheeks flushed.

-Don't worry, it was just a joke. You don't pay attention to it and focus on the tests. Listen, I have to go, we'll talk soon.

-Take care, Sirius- he told him sadly.

-Is not a goodbye-

Harry was reviewing some spells and enchantments that he thought would be useful. When he saw the other Hogwarts champion, Diggory, on his way to class with some classmates from his house. Seeing that he was walking away from him, he hesitated for a few seconds and then stood up in the direction of his rival -¡Hey Diggory!-And when he heard his name he turned around.

-¿What do you want, Potter?- said one of the girls accompanying him, who stepped in as if Harry was going to attack him.

-I called him, I have nothing to talk to you- he replied coldly when he saw that he was wearing one of those badges that the Slytherins had handed out in which they supported Diggory and if you touched it with your finger the image changed and mockery appeared towards Harry -¿Can we talk for a second?-

-Um, sure. See you in class- he said to the rest of the Hufflepuffs who continued to look at him with suspicion, before leaving -¿What's happening?-

-Cedric the first test is dragons-

-¿What?-

-I have seen them, there are four of them, it is unlikely that they will make us fight them, but they will make us avoid or outwit them. What I know for sure is that they are four giant fire-breathing creatures-

-¿How do you know that?-

-It doesn't matter, but I know that Madame Maxime has already told Fleur and there is no doubt that Director Karkaroff has also told Krum, it didn't seem fair to me that only you don't know-

-I... thank you," he said surprised.

-¿What, did you think that because I am a Slytherin I would cast some hex on you before the tournament or use some dirty trick to win?-

-¡N-no!- He responded blushing, which denoted his lie.

-Relax, I know some members have given my house a bad reputation, but don't believe everything they say, especially if it's about me. I wish you luck in the test- he said, offering his hand.

The young man shook his hand -Thank you. Hey...I'm sorry about the badges, I'll tell them to stop using them-

-No, let them use them, that will make the victory more gratifying- he told her and they both smiled. Just then they were surprised by Moody who told Diggory to go to class and took him to his office to talk to him alone. The place had different magical objects, darkness detectors, a trunk whose inside seemed to twist, he assumed it was a Boggart like the one that former Professor Lupine had last year in the closet.

-I see that you already discovered the first trial boy-

-Professor...I...-

-It´s okay, I told Albus that he can play fair all he wants, but he shouldn't expect others to do the same ¿What headmaster wouldn't like to beat the great Dumbledore and his champion, the great Harry Potter? ¿Or champions in this case? I suggest you focus on your strengths, obviously fighting those beasts is suicide, so it's better to avoid it, of course running away is not a good strategy either-

-Flying gives the dragon a great advantage- and at that comment the adult gestured with an eyebrow until Harry understood -I understand. I'll go get ready. Thank you, professor- he said before leaving.

-Oh, you're welcome, I hope you make it to the final, I really do- he said quietly.

Harry spent the day before the first test practicing so many spells and incantations that he slept peacefully that night. The next day after a big breakfast, Professor Snape went to look for him to tell him that he had to go meet the other champions for the first trial.

-Good luck Harry, we'll be supporting you- Ginny told him.

-I'm sure Potter will be able to live up to the test... or maybe not...- he said coldly.

-Thank you for the words of encouragement and unconditional support sir-

-With pleasure, now follow me. In silence- and he left there. He couldn't deny that he was nervous and anxious, every so often he patted his pocket to make sure he had his wand and a small bag that he carried in his other pocket. When they arrived at the Quidditch stadium he saw a small shop where he imagined they were waiting for him. Before entering, his teacher stopped him with her arm -Good luck, Potter. Try not to make the school and, more importantly, Slytherin house look bad. Or I assure you that a dragon will be the least of his problems-

-Don't worry, I'm ready- And once inside he was received by that member of the Ministry called Ludo Bagman.

-¡Harry! My Boy, I'm glad to see you, come in, come in- he said in an enthusiastic tone.

Before starting the test, Mr. Bagman asked to speak with him alone. He had offered him some help and advice in facing the dragon, he could have accepted, but he politely declined. Whether he won or lost, he would do so without cheating and on equal terms with his rivals, the proud Slytherin, like his Grffindor side, they would not allow it. He owed it to his time with Draco and Hermione.

-¿Hello, how are you? - trying to be friendly. After all, they were guests there and as Draco taught him, manners are important. Especially during events of such magnitude.

-Well, a little nervous if I'm honest- Diggory admitted.

-Me too- said -Fleur with a Smile.

-Okay, now that all the champions are there we can start. In a moment they will be told what they must face and the objective is to take the golden egg, which differs from the others-

-Understood- he replied. At that moment a large crowd began to be heard, he assumed it was the public going to the stands. Then Mr. Crouch entered the store with a small bag, he told them that each one should put their hand in and whatever they take out will be the one they fight against - Miss Delacour, ladies first - and the girl approached and after putting The hand in the bag took out a tiny dragon, just like the green Welsh one, Krum took the red Chinese one, Cedric got the short blue snout. That meant Harry would have to deal with the most dangerous one. He was confused, he felt some fear but also excitement at such a challenge.

Cedric was the first to perform the test, he could hear the dragon's roar as well as the screams of the audience and Mr. Bagman's comments of surprise and praise -¡Excellent! He has gotten the golden egg. Dear Judges, score please - but nothing was heard so he assumed they gave it through their wands or on signs. After a few minutes that felt eternal, the other two had already finished, so it was his turn. "It's time, come on, you can do it," he said to himself.

When he left there, the image he had was something that went beyond his imagination: the stands full of screaming people, the field was full of rocks and obstacles, and at the other end was the dragon, leaning on a large rock while watching. their nest. Harry simply took out his wand - ¡Accio Firebolt! - and after a few seconds the broom reached his side, all the fear he had vanished, now he felt so much better.

-¿Come on ugly!¿ What are you waiting for? ¡Come here¡ he yelled at him to provoke him and get him to move away from the nest. The animal released a huge flame but Harry was already prepared -¡Glacius!-And from his wand came an icy blast that collided with the fire, which unfortunately was more powerful than his, so he moved away with his hand. broom before being singed.

-Well, maybe I should increase the power- and when the dragon fired again Harry counterattacked -¡Glacius duo!- and both elements collided again, but he was still at a disadvantage, so he decided to go all out -¡Glacius trio! - and the jet of energy from his wand increased more, reaching the point of fighting equally.

-¡Look at that! ¡Harry Potter is fighting on equal terms with a dragon ¡It's incredible! - Bagman shouted.

Harry knew that he couldn't sustain that shock for long, so as soon as he saw the beast stop to catch its breath, he realized that it had managed to get its attention and was preparing to attack it with its enormous teeth . He tried different maneuvers that came almost naturally thanks to so much practice with the broom. He saw that the beast was getting closer, but he was already prepared and took a small bag out of his pocket. He tried to put his hand in to take out its contents, at the same time. He was keeping his balance on the broom and avoiding being eaten by a dragon - "Snape better give me aome points for this" - he thought while sweating from his nerves. Finally he managed to take out a small bottle of potion, he threw it into the air and cast a spell on it -¡Engorgio! - and the bottle became the size of a large bottle, as it fell, he put away his wand and flew down the hill and took it . The beast was just a few centimeters away -If you're so hungry ¡Swallow this! -And he threw the bottle into the dragon's mouth, who bit it hard, swallowing the liquid which leaked a little between its enormous teeth. Then he threw flames again, Harry barely had time to dodge it and felt a stab of pain in his left shoulder. The flames had touched him.

-Albus ¡For Merlin's sake, stop this madness!- Professor McGonagall said.

-I'm afraid Minerva that there is nothing she can do, now its depends on Harry- the man who was still observing the situation told her.

-Potter is not yet defeated Minerva. He is too stubborn and arrogant to let himself be defeated so easily- Snape replied.

Harry took flight as the dragon approached him to attack him but when it looked like he was going to shoot flames again, he began to stagger and ended up collapsing to the ground on some rocks. His plan had worked, the dragon fell asleep and he was able to approach the nest and take the golden egg safely, but he did not know how long the effect of the potion would last and he did not plan to stay to find out, so he continued on his way to where it was safe. He could hear the screams and applause of the public, while he walked away from the beast he saw seemed to slowly come out of its lethargy, they cast several spells on it that left it unconscious again. He approached where Hagrid, the headmaster and Professor McGonagall were waiting for him.

-¡Excellent Harry! You managed to get the egg and that Charlie said it was the most dangerous...-

-¡Thank you Hagrid- he said before he exposed him to the other adults.

-Well done, Potter. It was an excellent strategy to use a potion to make him sleep, although very dangerous-

-It was worth trying ¿Where is Professor Snape?-

-He left. He said that he had important matters to attend to-

-¿Did it hurt him to see me complete the challenge and not have an excuse to take away points? -asked, smiling.

-Quite a bit, but even if you don't believe it, in his own way, he complimented your perseverance and abilities. You should go to see Madam Pomfrey. She is treating the other champions, fortunately no one was seriously injured, then they will give you your score-

When he arrived he saw that there were different cubicles separating those being treated. He saw that the healer was finishing tending to Diggory, who did not seem to be seriously hurt. When she saw him, she quickly went to see his wound -¿Why do we always end up running into each other, Potter?-

-I'm wondering the same thing- he replied. After seeing his burn, she tapped it with her wand and it healed a little. Just then Ron, Hermione and Daphne walked in -¡Harry was great! You are amazing! -The redhead told him.

-That was very risky, it was better if you cast the conjunctivitis spell on him-

-That's what Krum did. But as he did so the beast collapsed on his nest and crushed some lost points for that since they shouldn't be harmed- Daphne added.

-I was planning to do it, fortunately the sleep potion was enough. Although he left me a "gift" before taking a nap- he jokingly responded, showing them the small burn. At that moment he saw Draco and Ginny enter the store, it seemed that the blonde was feeling a little uncomfortable, it was obvious that Ginny had pressured him to go.

-You were pretty good- he told him with little enthusiasm.

-¿Good? He was the best, no one else dared to stand up to him. Cedric transformed a rock into a dog to distract him, although in the end he also burned a little. Fleur tried to stun him with a spell, it worked but she also burned her skirt when the beast snored - Ron said, - ¿Is it so hard for you to give a compliment?-

-I'm sure it's a great compliment to him- Harry replied. The boy was somewhat serious and he took out a small bottle from his pocket, which he handed him -This cream is very good for burns. From Professor Snape, twice a day-

-It's so kind from him-

Ginny snorted -You were the one who asked her to prepare something for Harry in case he got hurt or burned-

Draco shot her a sparkling look as her face turned as red as her hair.

-Yes, I figured Professor Snape wouldn't bother to do it for me. Thanks Draco. I always count on your help - and the blonde smiled.

-Don't get sentimental now Potter. Let's go see your score- he said, leaving quickly, Ron and Harry followed him running.

-¡Mens!" said Hermione.

-The sorting hat was right to send you to Slytherin- the Ravenclaw said to Ginny -I've never seen anyone make Malfoy embarrassed-