POTTER

19

Older students are placing their names into the flame and others are applauding, Cedric is one of them.

"Eternal glory, be brilliant wouldn't it? In three years from now we'll be old enough to be choosen."

"Yeah well rather you than me."

The twins come up cheering.

"Thank you thank you, well lads we've done it."

"Cooked it up just this morning."

"It's not going to work."

"Oh yeah? And why's that Granger."

"You see this? This is an age line. Dumbledore drew it himself."

"So?"

"So a genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by something pathetically dimwitted such as an age potion."

"That's why it's so brilliant."

"Ready Fred?"

"Ready George?"

They jump inside the age line, and cheer. They put their names in the flame and do a high-five. The flame fires up and they're flung across the room onto the floor. When they get up they have full heads of grey hair and beards.

"You said."

"You said."

They roll around fighting on the floor and the crowd cheer. The room suddenly becomes silent as Viktor Krum walks in and puts his name in the flame. He looks at Hermione and she smiles.

"Don't fall for him granger he's boring I'm telling you, and he's old." Athena said

"Are you seriously sneaking up behind us?" Ron asked

"Well I'm just remind your girlfriend not to fall for Krum. And watch out you'll see I'm right about harry being a Triwizard champion." Athena said

Ron and Hermione doesn't want to believe her they never trusted her at all. Draco in the other hand is so pissed, he wants to be part of triwizard tournament.

"Sit down please. And now the moment you've all been waiting for, the champions selection!"

Dumbledore approaches the blue flame and it glows red. A name comes out. Everyone looks on anxiously.

"The Durmstrang champion is...Viktor Krum!"

The Durmstrang crowd cheer. Another name comes out.

"The champion from Beauxbatons...Fleur Delacour"

The Beauxbatons girls cheer as Fleur walks up. Another name comes out.

"The Hogwarts champion...Cedric Diggory."

Hogwarts pupils cheer as Cedric takes the stage.

"Excellent! we now have our three champions! But in the end only one will go down in history. Only one will hoist this chalice of champions, this vessel of victory the tri-wizard cup!"

People cheer, but the goblet glows red once more and another name flies out. Dumbledore takes it and reads...

"Harry Potter. Harry Potter?"

"No...No."

"Harry Potter!"

"Go on Harry. Harry for goodness sake."

Harry slowly walks up. Dumbledore gives him the paper. Voices in the crowd shout out.

"He's a cheat! He's not even seventeen yet."

Athena laughs so hard it's a loud one that took everyone's attention, Hermione and Ron whispered to each other.

"What so funny?" Dumbledore asked

"Because you acted like I never told you months ago I saw in my vision that harry will be participating in triwizard tournament. No one believes me, right granger? Weasley siblings? Harry?"

"Bloody hell I remember it now, we should trust her rather accusing her." Ron said