This is a The Chronicle of Narnia >< Harry Potter Crossover
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The world have hidden things that have yet to be discovered. Magic exists in this world, longer than the existence of humans.
Narnia is a world where magical beings exists...
Only the ones who are above 17 are allowed to join in the game. Which I'm thankful for... since me and my friends are all under the age of requirement. But I can't help but feel something is wrong. I just can't seem to put a finger on it. Let's just hope it's just me being paranoid.
-The Goblet Of Fire-
Y/N P.O.V
The ones who are interested in participating in the tournament are required to insert their names. So here we are, sitting on the dining hall's bench. I sit next to Edmund, watching in silent as the students insert their names.
"I wonder who's going to get selected from this school" Edmund said. I turn to look at him. "I wonder the same too. But my guess is... probably Cedric" I said.
He turns to me with a raised eyebrow. "What makes you think that?" He asked. "Just a hunch..." I said, shrugging my shoulders. He just hums softly and turn to look forward.
"You look like you're upset. Why? Do you wanna participate too?" I asked. He turns to look at me. I can see a glint in his eyes. "You are, aren't you..." I said. He let out a sigh and nod his head. "Yeah. But I can't... only witches and wizards can join. While I have no magic whatsoever" he said. I let out a sigh and place my hand on his shoulder.
"You don't wanna participate. Trust me... I have a feeling that this tournament is very dangerous" I said. "Isn't that what makes it fun?" He said. I roll my eyes at his comment.
Edmund has been a reckless person. I remember he risk his family's life. He did that just because Jadis the evil White Witch bribed him to be the King of Narnia. It makes me worry about him sometimes.
The door burst open and two familiar faces shows up. It's Ron's brothers, the Weasley's twins. "We did it brother!" One of them said. "Yeah... we brew this just this morning!" The other said. I focus on their hands and notice they're holding a vial in each of their hands.
"That's not going to work" Hermione said, next to me. The twins turns to look at her and kneels down on either side of her. "And why is that?" One of them asked.
"You see this line? Professor Dumbledore drew it out himself. What makes you think he can be tricked by such a cheap trick?" She said. "That's what makes it so bloody brilliant" is the reply she get from the twins. It makes me realize that the vials they're holding is an aging potion.
"Bottoms up?" They said together. Then they drinks the potion. In an instant, they look a tad bit taller. They jump inside the circle and laugh. They enter their names. As soon as the parchment hits the fire, the twins got sent out of the circle.
When they stand up, they have white hair and beard. "You said!" They said together. Then they start to fight. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" The others chanted. I let out a sigh at their bickering.
"Should've listened to you, 'Mione..." I said. She let out a scoff. "It's not the Weasley's twins if they listen to anyone" she said. I let out a soft laugh at what she said. True... the Weasley's twins NEVER listens.
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It's now the time to collect the names of the people that will participate in the tournament. As always, I sit next to Edmund. With Harry on my other side. Hermione and Ron are standing behind us.
"And now... the moment we've all been waiting for. The Champions selection!" Professor Dumbledore said. He turns around and points at the Goblet of Fire. He slowly makes his way towards it, placing his hands on the Goblet of Fire. The fire turns color and a parchment shot out.
"The Durmstrangs champion is Victor Krum" he said. Victor Krum stands up and walk towards him. He takes the parchment with his name written on it. Everyone cheers for him.
Another parchment shots out of the fire. Professor grabs it again. "The champion of Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour" he said. The girl walks forward as her friends cheers on her. She walk towards Victor and stands next to him. Now we just need one more champion, from our school.
"The champion of Hogwarts is Cedric Diggory" he said. I turn to look at Edmund. He looks surprised because I was right. "How did you know?" He said. "Told you... just a hunch" I said, shrugging.
"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 Triwizard Cup!" He said. We turn our heads to see the beautiful trophy. I notice my dad walking forward, with a confused expression. I turn my head to look at where he's looking. The Goblet of Fire turns color again.
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Two small parchments shots out. Professor grabs both of them. "Harry Potter and Y/N L/N..." he said. I froze when he said that. It can't be my name that he said. I never entered my name!
Hermione makes the two of us stands up. She push us to walk towards Professor Dumbledore. He stare at us with confusion written all over his face. I take the parchment and looks at it. It really has my name.
Harry and I stand next to the other selected trio. The whole time, everyone is staring at us with judging eyes. I can make out a few things they're saying. They all think we actually entered our names. That we're cheating.
Everyone else is dismissed except for us. We are told to follow him towards a room. I walk next to Harry. I feel so nervous. I don't even know how this could be happening.
I hear noises coming from behind me. I turn around to see Professor Dumbledore, my father and a few other people. I can hear Madam Maxime complains that she's not agreeing with Harry and I.
"Harry, Y/N! Did you put your names in the Goblet of Fire?" He said, advancing towards us. I back away in fear, because of the anger in his eyes. "No, sir" my brother said. I just shake my head, too nervous to speak.
"Guess one of the older students to do it for us. You're absolutely sure?" He said. "Yes, sir..." I said. "But of course, they're lying..." Madam Maxime said. I turn to look at her.
"No, Madam... we didn't put our names. Neither of us know how this happened" I said. They start to argue with one another how the Goblet of Fire is too advance for a fourth year student.
Professor asked a man name Barty. "The Rules are absolute... the Goblet of Fire constitutes a binding magical contract. Mr. Potter and Ms. L/N have no choice. They are... as for tonight... the Triwizard Champions" he said. I turn to look at Harry with a worried face. How can this happen? Who would enter our names??
