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Monday, February 3, 2014

Champions

A month had passed since the announcement and it was now Halloween.  Hogwarts had expanded to allow the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students their own wings and people were slowly beginning to make friends across all three schools.  Classes had been canceled for the day and everyone was now pouring into the Great Hall to learn who the champions were for the three schools.
Two more tables had been added for the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students.  They ate the Halloween feast and then Dumbledore had Filch bring in the Goblet of Fire.  “Now I’m sure you are all eager for to learn who the champions are for the Triwizard Tournament.  Now when I call your name I’d like you to go through the door on my right and wait there until the judges arrive to tell you about the Tournament.”
Dumbledore tapped the box the Goblet of Fire was in and it opened to reveal the Goblet of Fire with blue flames coming out of it. They waited and the first slip of paper came out. Dumbledore caught it as it fluttered down to him.  “The champion for Durmstrang is Victor Krum!” Cheers erupted from the fan girls and the Durmstrang table as Victor got up, shook Dumbledore’s hand and made his way into the room on Dumbledore’s right.  The fire turned red again and another slip of parchment flew out.  “The champion for Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour!”  Fleur got up to cheers from the Beauxbatons table and went into the room.  “And the champion for Hogwarts is Cedric Diggory,” to cheers from the Hufflepuff table and the rest of Hogwarts.  As Cedric went through the door Dumbledore turned back to the students.  “Now we have our three champions!  The first task will take place a month from now…” his voice trailed off as the goblet turned red once again and another parchment shot out.  He opened the parchment and looked up with ‘shock’ on his face.  “Harry Potter,” and whispers began breaking out amongst the students.
“Harry Potter!” Dumbledore shouted again.  Ares frowned but got up and walked to the table.
“He’s a cheat!”
“Not even 17 yet!”
“Through the door Harry,” Dumbledore said but Ares saw the faint gleam of triumph in his eyes.
“Of course headmaster,” Ares said.  He turned to the students still staring at him.  “I, Harry James Potter, or as I prefer to be called, Ares Salazar Riddle,” he snickered the gasp that came from Karkaroff, “did not put my name into the Goblet of Fire.  Lumos,” Ares said and his wand lit up showing he was telling the truth and still had his magic. As the room broke into outrage he turned and walked through the door. 
The other champions were standing around waiting for the judges to show up.  The judges were the three heads of schools and Ludo Bagman.  They looked up as Ares entered.  “Do the headmasters need something? Is that why you’ve come?” Cedric asked.
“No apparently I’m the fourth champion.  I already proved my innocence in the Great Hall but I’ll do it again.”  Ares took out his wand, repeated his statement from a few seconds ago and put his wand away just as the judges came into the room.
“Harry are you sure you didn’t put your name in the Goblet of Fire? Did you get someone to do it for you?” Dumbledore asked grabbing his shoulders and shaking him.
“Are you blind old man?! Did you not see me make the magical statement that I had nothing to do with putting my name in the Goblet of Fire? If I had I would be nothing but a squib right now.”
“How did this happen Dumbledore? We saw the boy make the magical vow.  He’s telling the truth,” Ludo Bagman said.
“It’s obvious isn’t it?”  Karkaroff said.  “Someone must have confounded the magical artifact to think Mr. Riddle was a champion from another school.  Only powerful dark magic could do that.”
Ares decided to have some fun with the traitorous death eater and slammed through his Occlumency shields.  Any explanation for why you have abandoned father’s service Karkaroff?  You death eaters are under my control for now and you failed to come to the meetings I held.  Do you perhaps think I’m not capable of killing you?  Ares clenched his hand into a fist while staring at Karkaroff who crashed to the floor grabbing his throat as Ares choked him wandlessly.  Understand your place now slave?
Young master… please…
“Are we going to hear about the first task or not?” Ares asked. “That is the whole point of being here isn’t it?”
“Yes,” Ludo Bagman said.  Nobody else had seen Ares use Legilimency on Karkaroff or his wandless magic.  “There are nine tasks in this tournament.  Some are easy and some are hard.  Points are awarded as follows: first place is 100 points, second place is 50 points, third place is 20 points and fourth place is 10 points.  If you drop out or fail to complete your task you receive 0 points.  The first task will begin a month from now but before that your wands will be weighed and you’ll have an interview with the Daily Prophet.  Notes will be sent to each of you letting you know the time of the weighing of the wands.  Good luck champions.”
Ares made his way back to Ravenclaw tower, answered the riddle and made his way up to his room before collapsing on his bed. He wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone but from the look in Dumbledore’s eyes, Ares knew who had put him in the tournament.  Well if the old man wanted to test Ares then Ares would give him a show.

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