AN: Hello everyone, it's been a while. I've had this chapter ready for a while, but i haven't been happy with it and the chapters after it. were getting into the tournament now, and i said it was going to be different from the Original books, but i still need to take into account vital plot points in Voldemort's Plans Etc. and i still haven't read past the first task in Goblet of fire.

I've been working to get back on my feet because i got major screwed by the pandemic. but I'm back with this chapter, and getting back to working on the rest. enjoy!

PS: any reviews are welcome.

Chapter 40: Cursed

Everyone had headed to their classes, for the fourth-year Gryffindor's and Hufflepuff's that meant herbology. They made their way to the greenhouse Three where Professor Sprout was waiting to welcome them with a load of thick, slug-like plants that stick vertically from their soil. "Bubotubers, they need squeezing. You will collect the Pus in the-"

"The what?" Seamus says sounding rather revolted

"Pus, Finnigan, Pus" Professor Sprout replied "very valuable, so don't waste any. Wear your dragonhide-gloves, use these bottles and get working!" it didn't take long for most students to get a hang of it and by the end of the lesson they had collectively collected several Pints of the yellowish-greenish substance. They left the lesson soon after for Care of Magical Creatures with the Slytherin's where they worked on Blast ended screwts before heading to lunch and their electives afterwards.

The quartet found themselves in queue for dinner when Malfoy came up to them waving a copy of the Daily Prophet. "hey, Weasley. Guess what.. your dad's in the paper" he announced loudly "listen to this: Further mistakes at the Ministry of Magic" he began reading loud enough for all around to hear, while the four tried to ignore him as best they can "It seems as though the ministry of magic's troubles are not yet at an end, special correspondent. Recently under fire for its poor crowd control at the quidditch World Cup, and still unable to account for the disappearance of one of its Witches, the ministry was plunged into fresh embarrassment yesterday by the antics of Arnold weasley, of the misuse of muggle artifacts office" he looked up making sure that everyone was now listening to him "imagine that, they can't even get his name right, eh?" He added before continuing to read "Arnold wesely, who was charged with possession of a flying car two years ago, was yesterday involved with a tussle between several muggle law-keepers (Policemen) Over a number of highly aggressive dustbins. Mr weasley appears to have rushed to the aid of mad-eye Moody, The aged ex-Auror who retired from the ministry when he was no longer able to tell the difference between a handshake and attempted murder. Unsurprisingly, Mr weasley found, upon arrival at Mr Moody's heavily guarded house, that Mr Moody had once again raised a false alarm. Mr Weasley was forced to modify several memories before he could escape from the policeman, but refused to answer daily profit questions about why he had involved the ministry in such an undignified and potentially embarrassing scene." He turned the paper around and showed the four Gryffindor's a picture "look theres a picture if your parents, outside your house.. if you can even call it that. Wow, your mom could surely lose some weight, couldn't she?"

Kiba immediately grabbed on to Ron's shoulders. He was shaking with anger and already growling through bared teeth, much like a lion. "get stuffed, Malfoy" Harry said in his friends stead.

"That's right, you stayed with them didn't you. Is she really that Porky, or is it the angle?" Malfoy asked again. Hermione now too grabbed Ron's robes as it was getting increasingly difficult to hold him back.

"you know that expression your mother's got, Malfoy?" Harry began "like she's got dung under her nose? Has she always looked like that, or was it just because you were with her?"

"Don't you dare insult my mother, Potter" Malfoy spat as his face went pink ever so slightly

"then keep your fucking mouth shut!" Harry replied turning away. He helped turn Ron away as Malfoy searched within his robes for his wand. Kiba looked back over his shoulder and reached for his own wand that was behind his right ear.

Bang!

There was a crack like a whip and everyone looked. Malfoy stood, his wand outstretched and on the opposite end there was Kiba, his right arm stretched out to cover the backs of his friends, the remnant red colors of Malfoy's spell still visible where Kiba had blocked it. But in the same instant where this happened another voice was heard from atop the stairs to the right of the entrance to the great Hall.

"Oh no you don't, Sonny!" it was Moody, he limped down the stairs, his wand pointed at Draco who had now turned into a white ferret dangling in mid-air. "That'll teach you about cursing someone when their back is turned!" he waved his wand up and down the motion of which the ferret followed "you cowardly, stinking, scummy, backsho-"

"Professor.. Professor Moody, what are you doing?" professor McGonagall had just arrived on scene and watched as Moody toyed with the ferret further

"teaching!" he replied

"is- is that a Student?" she asked in a slight panic

"Technically, it's a ferret" he suddenly grabbed Crabbes shirt and pulled it before lifting and dropping the Draco ferret inside. Goyle eventually managed to grab him by the tail and lifted him out allowing McGonagall to transfigure Draco back to normal. Draco got to his feet and looked around wildly for Moody, backing away quickly as he saw him

"My father will hear about this!" he threatened the professor

"is that a threat? Is that a Threat?!" he asked chasing the fleeing Draco leaving hiswalking stick behind "I can tell you stories about your father that would curl even your greasy hair boy! This doesn't end here!" Draco hid himself behind McGonagall who looked at Moody with such authority that even he didn't dare look at her

"Alastor! We never use transfiguration as a punishment!" she said sternly "surely Dumbledore would've told you that"

"he might've mentioned it" Moody replied almost like a child being lectured.

"well, you will do well to remember it!" McGonagall replied turning her attention to Draco. Moody himself however only made a weird face and winked at Harry before he walked off. Safe to say from that point onwards Moody became the talk of the school. Those who had already had lessons with him created a stirr amongst those who had yet to have theirs. For the Quartet, that was going to be Thursday.

The three boys lined up before the classroom after lunch before the lesson had even begun, eager to learn from the man that even Snape was seemingly afraid of. Hermione eventually joined them just moments before class, making her classic excuse that she had been in the library. However, Kiba and the other boys noticed that she was spending increasingly more of her free time there.

They entered the classroom and found their seats. Harry and Ron sat down behind Neville and Dean, while Hermione and Kiba sat to their right behind Fay and a Parvati. It didn't take long for Professor Moody to enter, he walked to the front of the class and began reading down the list of names, his left eye always moving independently from his right one to focus on the student. "Alastor Moody." He began "Ex-Auror, ministry malcontent and your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. While your previous teaching of Dark Creatures is very thorough, you are very, very behind when dealing with Curses. I have only one year to teach you how to deal with Dark-"

"you're only here for a year?" Ron asked

"yes, one year. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me, end of story, goodbye, the end.. Any questions?" Moody replied. He waited and when no one responded he continued "put your books away.. when it comes to the Dark Arts, i believe in a practical approach. But first, which one of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?" he asked turning around to the blackboard.

"Three, Sir" Kiba answered

"and they are so named?" he asked again

"because they are unforgivable," Hermione responded "the use of only one of them will-"

"Will earn you a one-way ticket to Azkaban! Correct." Moody cut her off finishing the writing on the blackboard and turning back to the class "Now the Ministry says you are too young to see what these Curses do, I say different!" he said getting louder, he turned to the blackboard once again as he continued "you need to know what you're up against, you need to be prepared! You need to find a another place to put your chewing gum besides the underside of your desk, Mister Finnigan!"

"no way, the old codger can see out the back of his head" Seamus muttered, Moody whipped around and threw his chalk at him

"And hear across Classrooms!" he stepped forward and looked at Ron "so, which Curse shall we see first? You're Arthur's son, correct?" he asked. Ron nodded "Stand!" Ron jumped up from his chair yet trying his best to avoid Moody's gaze "give us a Curse"

"well, my dad did tell me about one.. The Imperious Curse"

"Mhh, yeah. Your Father would know all about that. Gave the Ministry quite a bit if grief a few years ago.. perhaps, this will show you why" Moody said returning to the front of the class. He opened his desk drawer and retrieved a glass jar, a large spider was sitting in it. With ease Moody grabbed it and held it on his palm. He reached into his coat and grabbed his wand, pointed it at the arachnid and muttered "Imperio"

The spider jumped from Moody's hand and swung back and forth from it's silk string before detaching and performing a backflip landing on the desk. Before anything else happened the spider began cartwheeling in circles and then rose on it's hindlegs to perform a tap-dance. The class was laughing now, well most of them anyway "Talented, isn't she? Perhaps you would like it if i did it to you too?" the laughter stopped immediately "Total control, i could make her jump out of the window, drown herself or throw herself down one of your throats" he stopped the spider and returned her to his hand "Scores of Witches and Wizards claimed that they only did You-know-who's bidding under the influence of the Imperious Curse. But here's the Rub.. how do we sort of the Liars? Another, come on" a few hands rose and slowly Neville's did well "Longbottom, is it?" Moody said with a smile "Professor Sprout tells me you have an Attitude for Herbology" Neville only nodded in response

"there's the, uhm, the Cruciatus Curse" Neville stammered

"Correct, come, come" he ushered Neville to join him at the front where he placed down the spider and a held his wand out again "we'll need her bigger.. Engorgio!" the spider swelled quickly to a size larger then a Tarantula "Crucio!" Moody ballowed suddenly and the spider began to twist on the desk violently, it shuddered and rocked itself from side to side. There was no sound anyone could hear.. anyone that wasn't Kiba that is. With his rare gift, that felt more like a Curse at that very moment, Kiba could not only hear creatures' words.. but their screams of pain aswell.

Hermione was the first to realize this, as the boy next to her had his eyes pressed shut and his hands held over his ears whispering.. begging to make it stop. The spiders screams, were agonizing, so much pain in such small a body.. no one could bare it. But Kiba wasn't the only one suffering, Neville himself was only inches away from the spider, staring at it with a wide horrified look, his hands were clutching the desk so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering him?! Please!" Hermione pleaded shrilly, her gaze fixed on Neville but her hand on Kiba's thigh in an attempt to calm him. Moody stopped at once and looked up to Neville, then to Hermione and Kiba beside her. He grabbed the spider and stepped over to Hermione's desk leaving a petrified Neville behind. He placed the spider in front of Hermione with a sideways look at Kiba who could only stare at the Spider, knowing the pain it suffered and that it was still hurt.

"Perhaps you could give us the last Unforgivable Curse, Miss Granger?" she looked up at Moody and quickly averted her gaze as she shook her head, her hand reaching in search for Kiba's. Moody sighed "Avada Kedavra!" he spoke quickly his wand pointed at the spider, there was a flash of green light and a rushing sound as though something had soared through the air past them at an incredible speed. The spider rolled over on it's back, it's legs curled up to it's body, unmarked but unmistakably dead. Hermione was staring dead ahead, avoiding Moody at all costs but Kiba was still fixed on the spider. "the Killing Curse… there's no counterspell. Only one person is known to have survived it. And he's sitting in this room…" he stepped over to Harry and retrieved his flask to take a quick swig from it before returning to the front of the class. All was quiet for a moment. Mostly out of shock.. was this really what everyone was so impressed by?

It wasn't until Moody dismissed them that the talking began. Many talking as if it had been some amazing show. But Harry, Kiba and Hermione hadn't found it entertaining at all. "Brilliant, isn't he? Completely demented, of course, and terrifying to be in the same room with.. but he's really been there, you know?" Ron said "he's looked evil in the eye. I mean, when he killed the spider, i-" he stopped when he saw Harry's face and didn't speak until they had reached the great Hall where Hermione once again rushed to eat her food and then head to the library. The Three boys ate and headed to the common room where they got to work on their homework, Harry and Ron were filling out their predictions for Divination as Kiba studied his Ancient Runes with Crookshanks laying on his lap, purring softly. Neville had been nearby reading a book that Moody have him, but much like Fred and George that had been whispering over a piece of parchment again, he left for bed.

Less then Ten minutes passed and the portrait hole opened. Crookshanks jumped off of Kiba's lap quickly, ready to great it's owner Hermione who had just come back from the library. "phew. I've just finished" she says dropping her belongings in the nearby armchair.

"With what?" Ron asked

"what's in the box?" Harry asked simultaneously

"Funny you should ask" she said opening the box and showing the three boys it's content. There were several badges in different colors sporting the same four letters.

"Spew?" Kiba asked "what's that about?"

"Not Spew.. it's S. P. E. W." Hermione replied "Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare" she added proudly

"never heard of it" Ron said

"of course you haven't, I've only just started it " Hermione said "of you Three join we would be four members already"

"and you think we want to walk around wearing badges saying Spew?" Ron asked jokingly

"S. P. E. W!" Hermione replied "i was going to put Stop the Outrageous Abuse of Our Fellow Magical Creatures and Campaign for a Change in Their Legal Status, S. O. A. O. F. M. C. C. C. T. L. S. – but it wouldn't fit. So it's now the heading of our manifesto" Hermione and Ron began to Argue lightly. Ron took the stance that the elves like to be enslaved and wouldn't want Hermione to go about changing that, while Hermione's belief was firm. Eventually Hermione began taking loudly over Ron, explaining how they would spread the word and fund the Society. Their conversation was stopped however by tapping on the window. But by a human, but by a bird, an owl.

"Hedwig!" Harry leaped out of his seat and dashed over to the window. He opened it and let the snowy white Owl inside, finally Sirius had answered "Harry - I'm flying north immediately. This need about your scar is the latest in a series of strange rumors that gave reached me here. If it hurts again, go straight to Dumbledore – heard he's got Mad-eye out of retirement, which means he's reading the signs, even if no one else is. I'll be in touch soon. My best to Ron, Hermione and Kiba. Keep your eyes open, Harry. -Sirius" he read the letter out loud. "i shouldn't have told him" he said quickly

"telling him was the right thing Harry" Hermione said soothingly

"what signs is Dumbledore reading?" Ron asked

"he's coming back because he thinks I'm in trouble! But there's nothing wrong!" Harry said

"Harry, Sirius won't get caught. Believe me, he knows what he's doing" Kiba tried to calm Harry but he cut him off, saying he wanted to go to bed, and he disappeared up the spiral staircase.

Over the next several weeks the workload increased steadily in all classes. Moody was actually using the Imperious Curse on them to teach them to repel it. Snape was threatening with poison if they failed to research antidotes properly. McGonagall have the usual amounts of text work. And Hagrid even suggested to observe the Blast-ended skrewts in their free time, something Malfoy did not agree with to which Hagrid responded with a callback to Moody's ferret punishment. Finally, however, the final week of September arrived along with a notice on the Commonroom board that on the Twenty-Eighth of September, they'd once again take a Portkey to the open field for the selection of the champions. They were instructed to leave their bags in their dorms before coming to dinner, and to dress in their full robes. The morning of the fateful day Harry received another letter from Sirius, he shuffled closer to Ron and whispered to his friends "Nice try, Harry. I'm back in the country and Well hidden. I want you to keep me posted on everything that's going on at Hogwarts. Don't use Hedwig, keep changing owls, Hogwarts should have several school Owned Owls. Don't worry about me, just watch out for yourself. Don't forget what i said about your scar. Sirius"

"see, Harry. I told you he knows how to hide" Kiba said

"but why can't he use Hedwig?" Ron asked

"she stands out" Hermione replied before Harry could "a snowy white Owl, Ronald, returning to the same place seems suspicious, don't you think?"

Kiba himself had also gotten a letter, dropped to him not by Kuzon, but by an owl from the Hogsmeade post office. 'seems like the method i suggested worked out' he thought as he opened it up. 'you're very funny. My friends still don't believe me, i told them we met up during the holiday but they sort of shrugged it off. Can't wait until they see you in person in the winter.

Would you participate in that tournament you told me about? If you were old enough of course. I reckon you could win it.

Thinking of Dying my hair, what do you think?

Much love, always yours,

Faye.

Ps. The camera still works, even after sitting in a box for so long'

He looked inside the envelope and saw a Polaroid picture. She was smiling with her tongue out. Unlike any pictures Kiba took with his camera, hers didn't move. Kiba again remembered that she was still in possession of one. It didn't seem like she had noticed it yet, or she wasn't saying anything.

"who would you want to represent our school?" Ron asked Harry the two focused on the end of the table where most the seventh-year students were to be found.

"as far as I've heard, Roger Davies is a popular contender" Hermione chimed in

"that Git?" Ron replied "i don't see it"

"Maybe Cedric" Harry said "he did put his name in" they continued to talk while Seamus joined in until they left for their classes of the day, everyone was unsteady on their seats however, the growing anticipation of that evening drawing ever closer. The time had soon come and everyone had finished up. They were instructed to form a line all the way down the table towards the perfects by holding hands. The perfects then made a connection to the head of house of their house, who in turn made a connection to the head boy and girl to turn two lines into one which then linked across Dumbledore.

"Off we go!" Dumbledore said as he stepped forward into a small Mat that okay before him. Everything spiraled once again and they find themselves on the field again. However a few changes had been made. There was no stage in the center, instead the field had a layout much like the great Hall at Hogwarts. There was a party down the middle where to either side there were rows of benches. And where the teachers table usually was there was a stage, slightly elevated above the grassy ground in the center of which was the mythical Goblet of Fire.

Hogwarts seemed to not be the first to arrive as the benches were already filled with loads of students. Kiba was fixed on the stage as they approached and spotted something behind it, an opening leading underground into a dimmly lit room. He was pulled aside by Hermione who had found a good spot right beside the middle path so they could see everyone walk by, they weren't far to the front but also not all the way in the back. Harry and Ron followed behind them and also took a seat. Hermione was on the inside by the path next to Kiba, who sat next to Harry, who sat next to Ron, who in turn sat next to Seamus who had also shuffled past with Dean and Neville.

Soon the benches were filled by the rest and the Headmasters and Mistresses had all taken a seat on the stage, except Dumbledore who was standing next to the Goblet. He had one again put is wand to his Throat and waited patiently for the chatter to die down.

"do all the other schools Speak English?" Harry asked

"in all the schools English is taught, yes. It is the universal language after all. If you look back, most of the wizards are from England or America" Hermione replied "so i expect they're all taught. But there's also a spell that translates any foreign language for you, maybe we've all been bewitched with it already" she added "Furthermore an accompanying spell exists that translates your speech into a different language, it's tricky to master though"

"Really?" Ron asked

"Sush" a Ravenclaw girl a row behind them said and the four quieted down quickly.

"Welcome again, today is the day!" Dumbledore said "now is the moment you've all been waiting for, the Teen Wizard Tournament's champion selection. Today, Eight of you make History, by becoming the first champions of the Teen Wizard Tournament. But in the end, only one of you will become a legend, a world-wide known name. Only one, will hoist this chalice of champions, this vessel of victory.." a man appeared from the underground room with something covered by a silk sheet. He placed it on the table in front of the Goblet. "The Teen Wizard Cup!" he pointed to the cloth and as of by invisible hands it was pulled away revealing a large silver cup. it had Eight prongs that held shimmering blue glass panes. Everyone applauded loudly without hesitation. Kiba looked closely and saw the Hogwarts Symbol engraved into the glass and on another side there was another symbol, most likely that of another school. Then he looked towards the bottom of the cup past the spiraling handle to the very stand it stood on which had Four sides with gold platings, engraved on each was the sentence Teen Wizard Champion 1995 with enough space left at the top of the plate for a name. "As for the process," Dumbledore began "each Headmaster or Headmistress will retrieve a flame from the Goblet and send it towards our students. The Goblet will then select a single Wizard or Witch that had put forth their name for this Tournament from that Headmasters or Headmistress' school. The selected student must then accept the flame into their own hands and it'll change color, indicating the binding of the contract" there was another slow applause before Dumbledore continued "Seeing as i am the current Host, I've elected to go Last, therefore, i suggest we let the Ladies go first. Let's Begin with Boubaxtons Academy of Magic, and their Headmistress Madame Maxime!"

A woman who had been sitting during the entire ceremony stood up and revealed herself to be larger then any ordinary man, she seemed to be even larger then Hagrid.. in hight that is. "Blimey, that's one big woman.." Seamus muttered. She was dressed head to toe in black satin with many opals gleaming at her neck. She had a quite Handsome, olive-skinned face and large, black, liquid looking eyes and a boney nose. She stepped over to the Goblet, reached her Hand in and pulled it out now holding the flame in her palm. She stepped forward and gazed over the sea of students, foreign and her own. She tossed the flame high into the air and it immediately curved towards the students as it zipped over their heads, it flew across then for a few seconds and then turned suddenly flying in a straight line coming to an abrupt stop above someone head. The girl it stopped at had blonde hair, and a face of above average beauty. She was Wearing a Silk blue dress which had a rather short skirt. She stood up and held out both her hands beneath the flame and it lowered itself into them turning from it's Pale blue to a warming deep orange. She got out into the center parth and approached the Stage where Dumbledore shook her hand and guided her to a candle behind Madame Maxime's seat where she deposited the flame allowing the candle to rise high behind the seat. "The Champion for Boubaxtons, Fleur Delacour!" Dumbledore announced and there was a sudden shower of shouts and whistles by the boys even Ron. "let's continue with Koldovstoretz School for Magic and Magical Duelling, and their Headmistress Oxana Klavdia!"

A woman rose from her seat, looking incredibly like Draco's father. She wasn't in a dress she was in a tight white suit that still complimented Her feminine physique, her long brown hair tied in a bun at the back of her head. She walked with a Cane and in one quick motion snatched a flame from the Goblet and tossed it over the students. There wasn't much hesitation this time as the flame came to a quick stop over another, very pretty girl. She had Blonde hair hanging loosely down her left shoulder and deep blue eyes. She accepted with a triumphant look and her flame turned green at her touch. She also approached Dumbledore and situated her flame behind her Headmistress " Koldovstoretz's Champion, Raya Kravchenko!" there was a loud Applause, though much calmer then Fleur's before Dumbledore continued again. "Uagadou Academy of Magic and their Headmistress, Balinda Gonza"

This time the Dark skinned woman that sat on the opposite side of the stage from the other two got up. She was dressed in black and gold robes that hung loosely from her already plump physique. She cupped her hands and retrieved a flame blowing it gently from her hands towards the students. It flew for a moment as she looked on with glee until it came to a stop by a tall dark skinned boy. He stood from his seat revealing himself to be uncommonly large, not as large as Hagrid or the French Headmistress, but tall nonetheless. He retrieved the flame with one hand and it turned an ocean blue as he approached Dumbledore and lit the candle behind the seat of his Headmistress. "The Champion for Uagadou, Adéwalé Chidubem!" there remained a mild applause before Dumbledore continued "we continue with Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and their Headmaster, Elijah Mitchell"

They were now on to the men, and one rose. He had very short spikey hair and a line of facial hair along his jawline stopping before reaching his chin, instead moving up and connecting to his moustache. A jacket was hanging over his shoulders, and when he lifted his arm to grab a flame it was obvious that he only had one arm. He tossed the flame without care and sunk back into his seat with a tired look. The flame soared high and with one smooth curve stopped by a Boy further in the back. He jumped up in excitement and snatched the flame, it turned a deep red at his touch and he Practically ran to Dumbledore, before placing his flame on the candle. "Ilvermorny's Champion, Alex Mason!" there were a few shouts from friends and a mild applause before Dumbledore continued once more "We'll move right along with their neighbors, Castelobruxo Institute and their Headmaster, Enzo Damião"

The next man got up, he had brown skin and no hair to speak of. He was however a wide man, he pulled up his pants as he got up and waddled over to the Goblet. He summoned the flame to his hand and smacked it towards the students with a joyful laugh. The flame suddenly stopped however and sunk to a girl in the first row. She got up and she too had brown skin with long black locks falling down her head. She stepped towards Dumbledore holding her flame carefully, maybe even anxiously. "Castelobruxo's Champion, Zoe Rodriguez!" she placed her flame, which had turned a bright yellow, onto the candle and finally smiled as she was Applauded "Now, Durmstrang Institute and their Headmaster, Igor Karkaroff"

The man that now got up was wearing a sleek silver Fur cloak, and his long silver hair and pointy goatee seemed unwashed and greasy. He smiled and showed his yellow teeth before he grabbed a flame and tossed it low, down the middle path. It stopped and made a left turn into the aisle rising in the hands of one recognizable young man. The flame turned white as he placed it on the candle, and before Dumbledore said it there were already chants for the Champion's name "Durmstrangs Champion, Viktor Krum!" there was a very wild applause and Dumbledore had to gesture for everyone to be quiet. "On with Mohoutokoro Academy for Magical Learning, and their Headmaster, Hisashi Yamamoto"

A rather short and old man hopped from his high chair landing softly on the ground. He was wearing a Deep blue kimono and had a long gray moustache that almost touched the floor. He snapped his fingers and a flame came to his hand before he sent it off into the crowd. It stopped by a Boy with dark red robes and short black hair. his flame turned golden upon his touch he went up to Dumbledore and bowed before placing his Flame into the candle. "The champion for Mohoutokoro, Akio Itō" The applause died down, and the final moment came. Now they were going to get their Hogwarts Champion. "I believe it's my turn now, for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

He grabbed a flame with the tip of his wand and sent it off. It swerved left and right and slowed down near Cedric Diggory but flew off again. Dumbledore looked confused and Moody suddenly focused on the flame while his second eye dashed around. Even the tired American Headmaster Stared intently. The flame then Rose high and dropped stopping right between Harry and Kiba. The two boys stared at each other as their friends to either side gasped in shock. Harry stared deeply at Kiba and managed to shake his head ever so slightly. Kiba swallowed and without thinking further held out his hand to the flame, it sunk into his hand turning black at first and then A bright Pink. He stood up and his eyes met Snape's and he looked Concerned, and not angry as he had expected. But Dumbledore's eyes, that had always been so calming now showed a flame burning deep inside.

Kiba carefully made his way to the stage and past Dumbledore who just looked at him. He lit the candle and Dumbledore turned to the crowd "Hogwarts' Champion, Kiba Scamander…" he said almost borishly. There was no applause, just silence until..

"He's a cheat!" someone shouted

"He isn't even Sixteen!" another yelled.

Dumbledore let the shouting continue on as he made his way to McGonagall and Snape. "i would like to see the two of you and in my office when i return. Send the students to their Dorms immediately" he whispered before addressing the crowd again "Silence! We now have our Champions, now please find your teachers and return to your schools. Look forward to a notice for the first Task! See you soon" the Shuffling of students began as Kiba spotted his friends once again before he went down the stairs with the rest of the champions.

'What just happened?' he asked himself

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