*A bit later that day, came the selecting of the champions. The drone peered through the window as Damian was watching from the roof.*
Dumbledore: Sit down. Please. Now the moment you've all been waiting for: The champion selection.
*The Goblet shot up a bit of parchment and Dumbledore caught it. He looked at the name.*
Dumbledore: The Durmstrang champion is Viktor Krum.
*The Durmstrangs cheered as Viktor got up and shook Albus' hand. Soon the Goblet shot up another name.*
Dumbledore: The champion for Beauxbatons...is Fleur Delacour.
*The Beauxbatons cheered for Fleur. She shook his hand and walked to where Viktor was led to. Now all that was left was the Hogwarts champion. The parchment landed in Dumbledore's hand.*
Dumbledore: The Hogwarts champion...Cedric Diggory!
*Everyone in Hogwarts besides the Slytherins cheered for Cedric. From the roof, Damian smiled since he knew Cedric was one of the good ones. Dumbledore then looked out to his students as well as the Durmstrangs and Beauxbatons.*
Dumbledore: 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!
*Barty unveiled the cup as Dumbledore pointed to it. Just then, he saw Snape looking at the goblet. He turned around to see the Goblet acting strange. The fire went red and then shot up another name. Dumbledore looked at it and it read...*
Dumbledore: Harry Potter. Harry Potter?
*Harry sat back down and everyone couldn't believe it. Not even Damian could believe Harry was selected to be part of the tournament.*
Hagrid: No. No.
Dumbledore: Harry Potter!
Hermione: Go on, Harry. Harry, for goodness sake.
*Hermione forced him up and he started walking. Ron had a look of envy and jealousy on his face, but most of all, betrayal. Harry walked past the teachers. McGonagall was the most concerned of all. Soon he met up with Cedric, Viktor, and Fleur who were equally shocked. The teachers and Barty came down. Dumbledore rushed over to Harry.*
Dumbledore: Harry. Did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?
Harry: No, sir.
Dumbledore: Did you ask one of the older students to do it for you?
Harry: No, sir.
Dumbledore: You're absolutely sure?
Harry: Yes. Yes, sir.
Madame Maxime: But of course he is lying.
Moody: The hell he is! The Goblet of Fire is an exceptionally powerful magical object. Only an exceptionally powerful Confundus Charm could've hoodwinked it. Magic way beyond the talents of a fourth year.
Igor: You seem to have given this a fair bit of thought, Mad-Eye.
Moody: lt was once my job to think as dark wizards do, Karkaroff...perhaps you or Karlo might remember.
*Karlo stepped up to Moody at eye level.*
Karlo: Is that supposed to be a threat, Moody?
Moody: Maybe? Or should another trip to Arkham help jog your memory?
*Dumbledore walked past them, breaking the tension.*
Dumbledore: This doesn't help, Alastor. Leave this to you, Barty.
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The Dark Knight of Hogwarts: A Male Batman Reader x Hermione Granger Fanfic 1-4
ActionYoung Damian Thomas Wayne lost his parents due to a fire at Wayne Manor and only had one person to care for him, the family butler, Alfred Pennyworth. Ten years later, he's been accepted into Hogwarts where he meets some new friends, Harry Potter, R...
