꧁𝓒𝓪𝓷 𝓘 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓪 𝔂𝓮𝓼, 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓶𝓪𝓳𝓮𝓼𝓽𝔂?꧂
While people truly believed that the school of Beauxbatons only hosted the french, the school had more culture than you could ever believe. Within the large school, larger than Hogwarts or Durms...
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𓆩 𓆩 𓆩 𓆩♡𓆪 𓆪 𓆪 𓆪
When they went down to the hall about twenty people milling around it, some of them eating toast, all examining the Goblet of Fire. It had been placed in the center of the hall on the stool that normally bore the Sorting Hat as Luna told her. A thin golden line had been traced on the floor, forming a circle ten feet around it in every direction.
"Anyone put their name in yet?" Aurélie heard a boy ask a girl.
"All the Durmstrang lot," she replied. "But I haven't seen anyone from Hogwarts yet."
"Bet some of them put it in last night after we'd all gone to bed," said one of the boys. "I would've if it had been me . . . wouldn't have wanted everyone watching. What if the goblet just gobbed you right back out again?"
Someone laughed behind Aurélie. Turning, she saw a pair of twins in Gryffindor robes with another boy whom she did not know the names of hurrying down the staircase, all three of them looking extremely excited.
"Done it," one of the gingers said in a triumphant whispered to a couple of fourth years.
"That's Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley." Said Luna pointing to each one.
"The twins are Fred and George Weasley and Lee Jordan, Hogwarts pranksters," Luna explained.
"Just taken it."
"What?" said Ron.
"The Aging Potion, dung brains," said Fred.
"One drop each," said George, rubbing his hands together with glee. "We only need to be a few months older."
"We're going to split the thousand Galleons between the three of us if one of us wins," said Lee, grinning broadly.
"I'm not sure this is going to work, you know," said Hermione warningly "I'm sure Dumbledore will have thought of this."
Fred, George, and Lee ignored her.
"Ready?" Fred said to the other two, quivering with excitement.
"C'mon, then — I'll go first —"
Harry watched, fascinated, as Fred pulled a slip of parchment out of his pocket bearing the words Fred Weasley — Hogwarts. Fred walked right up to the edge of the line and stood there, rocking on his toes like a diver preparing for a fifty-foot drop. Then, with the eyes of every person in the entrance hall upon him, he took a great breath and stepped over the line.
