A/N:- Hey y'all. I know it's been some time since I've written any of my other stories, but don't worry about that. This here is a series of letters that started in order to win the Slytherin House an event at the Pottercord, but now they're here as well.

The plot is based around the Triwizard Tournament 1644 and we'll have letters from the following people.

Aries Black, The Hogwarts Champion -asteriusdaemon

Stefan Petrov, The Dumstrang Champion -sal4c3

Calliope Greengrass, A slightly (definitely) mad friend of Aries- Sylvii.2027

(Those are our usernames on discord, you can find us that way)

Thursday

22nd September 1644

I am nervous, and yet, the excitement does not leave my body. I am too scared to approach her, yet when I meet her, I cannot help but smile. Miss Genevieve, the fair one, has taken my heart, and she does not even know it. My friends advise me that it would be better that she didn't. She would use me to bring her school, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, to victory. If it was just my pride I had to think of, I would've confessed, however, I am the Hogwarts Champion. I cannot put the glory of my school at risk.

Sadly, today, all I can do is stare at her from afar. I would ask her to the Yule Ball, but that is a risk I cannot take. Perhaps I am destined to never truly find my love in my arms.

Aries Black

Hogwarts Champion

Thursday

22nd December, 1644

Perhaps it's only because I am an outsider that makes me more perceptive of the going-ons here-the students of Hogwarts don't seem to notice the interschool romance brewing beneath their noses. The Hogwarts champion-one Aries Black-has been eyeing the good lady from Beauxbatons, Genevieve Clearwater, for quite some time now. It seems he is unwilling to make a move, instead remaining firmly seated on his side of the table.

Perhaps, he needs some...incentive to take the leap? I would hate to pass up seeing two people miss out on at least a chance to meet each other. Ms. Clearwater certainly seems to have no qualms of stopping her abundant intake of Mr. Black's figure, either.

...regardless, I wonder if Mr. Black has figured out the second task yet...

Stefan Petrov

Durmstrang Champion

HOW TO MESS WITH MUGGLEBORNS

Use weird fake spells like "avada ke-deez nuts" and "wingardium leviloser" (never mind if they accidentally explode)

Create airplane replicas and use them to clean the floor (they clean with brooms, after all)

Act like you've never seen a notebook or a pen or pencil in your life

Say "How do Muggles ever manage without magic?" every time they do anything the Muggle way

Wear Muggle clothes blatantly horribly in front of them (i.e. wearing a nightgown with a tweed jacket over it and mittens as socks)

Say "What kind of horrible spell/potion/disease is that?" whenever they mention anything Muggle

Refer to everything with the wrong names (please-men, firelegs, fellytone)

Calliope Greengrass

Expert on Random Facts.