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That evening everyone filed into the Great Hall as tonight was the day that the School Champions were picked by the goblet of fire! As the hall was quickly crowded, chatter filled the air as people made their assumptions of who the tournament Champions would be.
Tonight was Halloween to the mundane folk but to wizards and witches it was Samhain festival marking the end of the harvest season and beginning of winter. It was the night that many rituals could be undertaken, and magic was a peak.
The decorations in the Great Hall showed that as enchanted bats fluttered around the ceiling, while animated Jack-o'-lantern leered from every corner, Crystal balls light up the table spaces, skeletons shuffled near at hand, Gargoyle perched on landing spots peering down below, and ghosts floated about. And the candlelit atmosphere with the night sky shining in as dark clouds rolled in really leant the atmosphere a spooky atmosphere.
Plus with wizards and witches seated around the tables, everyone really threw this out of the ballpark. If I muggle walked in right now he would be doubted if this was really just Halloween decoration or the real deal.
The tournament masters showed up as Ludo Bagman waved to all the students and gave many smiles. Dolores Umbridge on the other hand was here to make any friends as she came in without a word and took her seat.
The Professors came in next as they took their seats finally followed by the schoolmasters. They all looked imperial and regal as they walked in as their school pride was on the line. Each was a powerful wizard and witch in their own right as only the most talented and powerful could take up the post of Headmaster especially of such prestigious schools that have long histories and traditions.
With their arrivals, the Great Hall quieted down as everyone respectfully held their tongues. Once they were all seated with a nod from Dumbledore the food appeared on the golden plates.
The Halloween feast seemed to be a quiet affair instead of the bright cheerful thing it used to be, Harry guessed now this was not a novelty anymore as during this month alone that the other schools have arrived there have been up to if not a bit more a dozen different feasts for many different occasions.
No one seem to fancy the extravagantly prepared food as much as they would have normally. Everyone in the Great Hall was constantly craning their necks to the front and center of the hall where the Goblet of fire laid spewing out multi colored flames with impatient expressions on every face, fidgeting in their, and standing up partially to see whether Dumbledore had finished eating yet. It was clear everyone simply wanted the plates to clear, and to hear who had been selected as champions.
At long last, Dumbledore wiped his mouth with his napkin and smiled at the other schoolmaster who nodded their heads, showing that they were ready to begin.
Right before their eyes, the golden plates returned to their original spotless state; there was a sharp upswing in the level of noise within the Hall, which died away almost instantly as Dumbledore got to his feet. On either sides of him, the Headmasters and mistresses had a variety of mixed expressions on their faces some looking as tense and expectant as everyone else, a few beaming and winking at various students, and most just looked quite uninterested, almost bored.
"Well, the goblet is almost ready to make its decision," Dumbledore uttered to the still hall. "I estimate that it requires one more minute. Now, when the champions' names are called, I would ask them please to come up to the top of the Hall, walk along the staff table, and go through into the next chamber" he said as he indicated the door that suddenly appeared behind him.
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