"It's him, it's always been him."
Ophelia Anderson is a new student attending hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry in 1991 meeting two boys and a bushy haired girl on the train completely changing her life. The four or most commonly known as...
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"Clearing the runway!" Hagrid says holding up two signs and waving them around, Ophelia widens her eyes and raises her eyebrows smiling at Hermione who is in fact doing the same thing.
"Well there's something you don't see everyday." George says as a large boat emerges from the water,
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"Now that we're all settled in and sorted. I'd like to make an announcement- This castle will not just be your home this year, But home to some very special guests as well." Ophelia nudges Dean and Seamus to point at Filch running in, the three laugh before Dumbledoor continues his speech.
"You see Hogwarts has been chosen-" Filch cuts him off whispering to him before running back, "So. Hogwarts, has been chases to host a legendary event, the Triwizard Tournament! Now for those of you who don't know, the Triwizard Tournament brings together three schools, for a series of magical contests. For each school a single student is selected to compete. Now let me be clear. If chosen, you stand alone. Now trust me when I say, these contests are not for the faint hearted, but more of that later but for now, please join me in welcoming. The lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Acadmey of Magic!"
The school turns their heads to see the Great hall doors opening, to a group of girls dressed in baby blue. Running elegantly across the hall, sending butterflies to students at some points.
Ron's jaw drops as does every other boy in the school it seems, "Bloody Hell." Ophelia nudges Ron who is practically falling of his seat.
Seamus taps, Ron and Ophelia as the two look at the headmistress and widens their eyes, "Blimey- that's one big woman."
The students erupts into a large cheer as Ophelia claps, with Ginny but Hermione stays silent looking rather annoyed at everyone.
"Now I'd be pleased to welcome, the proud sons of Durmstrang. And their headmaster- Igor Karkaroff!" Dumbledoor announces as a more dramatic entrance appears through the door.
Ophelia's jaw drops as does every other girls in the school, "Bloody hell." Ron nudges her as she's almost falling of her seat.
"Blimey it's him. Victor Krum." Ron's eyes widen as does Ophelia's
"Albus!" Igor hugs Dumbledoor, "Igor." Dumbledoor hugs back more calmly this time,
"Your attention please, I would like to say a few words, Eternal Glory- that is what awaits, the student who wins the Triwizard Tournament. But to do this, that student must survive three tasks. Three extremely dangerous tasks." Dumbledoor slows down and gets more serious.
"Wicked-" Ophelia and the twins say in unison.
"For this reason, the ministry, has seen to fit to impose a new rule. To explain all of this we have the head of the department of international magical cooperation, Mister Bartimus Crouch."
A large bang of thunder, appears as the students scream loudly, "Bloody hell, it's Mad - eye Moody." Ron narrows his eyes to get a closer look of the man.
"The Auror?" Ophelia asks
"Auror?" Dean leans his head on slightly confused.
"Dark wizard catcher. He's supposed to be Mad as a Hatter these days."
"Ah my dear friend thanks for coming." Dumbledoor shakes the man's hand.
"Ah- stupid ceiling," he says walking off drinking something,
"What's that he's drinking do you suppose?"
"Well it's not Pumpkin juice." Ophelia tilts her head sighing slightly.
Barty walks in and takes his place near Dumbledoor. "After much deliberation the ministry has concluded that for their own safety. No student under the age of seventeen will be allowed to put forth their name for the Triwizard Tournament. Uh- this decision is final."
"That's rubbish you don't know what your doing!" The twins call out as other students nod and agree with the two.
"The Goblet of Fire. Anyone who wishes to submit themselves for the tournament merely write their name upon a piece of parchment, and throw it in the flame, before this hour on Thursday night, do not do so lightly. If chosen their is no turning back. As from This moment the Triwizard Tournament has begun." Dumbledoor says unraveling a large Goblet.
