AS THE NEXT DAY WAS SATURDAY, MOST STUDENTS NORMALLY HAVE BREAKFAST. Harry, Alena, Ron, and Hermione, however, we're not alone in rising much earlier than they usually did on weekends. When they went down into the Entrance Hall, they saw about twenty people milling around it, everyone examining the Goblet of Fire.
"Anyone else put their name in yet?" Ron asked a third-year girl eagerly.
"All the Durmstrang lot," she answered. "But I haven't seen anyone from Hogwarts."
"Bet some of them put in last night after we'd all gone to bed," Harry interjected. "I would've done it if had been me... wouldn't have wanted anyone watching. What if the Goblet just gobbed you right back out again?"
Someone laughed behind Harry. Turning, they saw Fred, George, and Lee hurrying down the staircase, all three of them looking extremely excited.
"Done it," Fred told the group. "Just taken it."
"What?" Ron questioned.
"The Ageing Potion, dungbrains," Fred answered.
"One drop each," George explained, rubbing his hands together in excitement. "We only need to be a few months older."
"It's not going to work, you know," Alena teased, her lips turning into an amused smile.
"Have some faith in us, Little Lena," George told her, patting the top of her head.
Fred pulled a slip of parchment out of his pocket, bearing the words "Fred Weasley-Hogwarts". He walked fright up to the edge of the line, and stood there, rocking on his toes. Then, with the eyes of every person in the Entrance Hall upon him, he took a great breath and stepped over the line.
George certainly though it had worked, for he let out a yell of triumph and leapt after Fred—but next moment, there was a loud sizzling sound, and both twins were hurled out of the golden circle as though they had been thrown by an invisible shot-sputter. They landed ten-feet away on the cold stone floor, both of them growing identical, long white beards.
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