Harry Potter : King of the Amazons By TheSilverboar

Chapter 40

-Harry-

"Welcome one and All, to the third and final task of the Tri-Wizard tournament!" Karkaroff shouted into his microphone, the crowd roaring excitedly as the four champions stood atop the podium, awaiting their chance to enter the maze.

Fleur was waving to the crowd, wearing a very revealing set of robes that were likely enchanted to enhance her Veela abilities given the increased passive allure she was giving off. The crowed was certainly noticing as well if their reactions to her were any indication. For an item he saw an enchanted belt buckle glowing at her waist, even if he had no idea what it would do.

Diggory's robes shimmered and rippled faintly, the attached hood currently down to let everyone in the stands see his face. His enchanted item appeared to be the distinctive boots he had on at the moment, various runes all along the bottom of them.

Krum's robes had bits of armor or padding here and there, much like what professional quiditch players wore during their games. Along with his wand, Krum had a large two-pronged pole crackling with electricity. If the rumors were true, then Krum had tried to get a broom as his item but had been shot down.

Finally, Harry himself wore robes that were more armor than cloth, the metal plates gleaming it the torchlight as he waited outside the labyrinth. At his hip was a shining goblin steel sword, this one made especially for him to help channel the frankly obscene levels of magic he now possessed, acting almost as a wand would if he focused though it.

"We have our four champions prepared to enter the ever-shifting maze, each one shall be tagged and followed by these devices!" Karkaroff gestured to the small floating crystal balls that hovered silently by each competitor "They will allow everyone to see what's going on through the scrying mirrors that are being levitated up for your viewing pleasure now." Karkaroff gestured to the massive viewing screens that the Ancient Runes NEWT level students from all three schools had worked on together as a joint project for extra credit when they took their exam for that field "In a moment, out four contestants will be taken to the cardinal directions of the maze and allowed to enter at the same time upon the cannon's blast. Are you all excited?!" the loud yelling from the crowd indicated that, yes, they were indeed excited to watch four teenagers enter a dangerous labyrinth. With that, Harry and the others were led to their entry points, waiting for the canon's blast to begin going through the twisting passages.

-Barty Crouch Jr.-

"And they're off!" Karkaroff, damn traitor that he was, seemed to be enjoying commentating for the final event, the other judges all having their own microphones although he'd heard they sabotaged the French Representatives to keep him from irritating everyone. It was the one choice he didn't blame those worthless fools for. "Now that they're in the maze and can no longer hear us, I'll fill you all in on the special gear of our champions! Let us start with Miss Delacour." Karkaroff had to pause as the horny teenage boys in the stands all began screaming their pathetic little lungs out.

"Yes, yes, boys, we all know you think she's pretty." Lucius' ex-wife rolled her eyes "Besides their 'visual appeal', Miss Delacour's robes are enchanted to enhance her natural Veela gifts, both the fire and allure. It is now stronger, easier to call upon, and less taxing for her to use." Such enchantments were interesting, Crouch decided, certainly something he should steal after the task to present to his master. If his Lord ever deigned to give those pathetic half breed creatures a place serving him, they could be rewarded with them. Or perhaps the enchantments could be reworked to allow non veela to use the abilities. Either way, he'd take them, and have his 'fun' silencing the girl so the enchantments wouldn't spread.