Odin In The Wizarding World

Thursday evening following supper, the students of Hogwarts, Beauxbaton and Durmstrang are gathering once again in the the Great Hall. Everybody looks excited and full of grand expectations, while a merry mood infects everybody who enters. Conversations everywhere seem to revolve around the tournament at large, more specifically either who the three champions might turn out to be or what the three challenges might entail.

Only a few student's remain stoically silent, among them Victor Krum, who following Edward's outburst is constantly in a bad mood, as well as Fleur Delacour, who is occupied with cuddling her little sister and Irena.

Entering the hall together with Sibilla, Edward is able to spot the last sitting together with Hermione and her two friends.

Surprised to find the temperamental Demoness together with his sister, the former Alfather shoots his companion a questioning look. Shooting him a dazeling smile, Sibilla explains. ''I don't know what she is thinking, since she and I aren't currently talking, but if I had to guess, I would say she has found a companion in Hermione.''

''Ah, I get it. I f.u.c.k.e.d up and now the two of them hate me...'' Says as they take their seats relatively far away from the center. ''... The only question now is how do I win the two of them over back?''

Sitting down like a lady, both feet to one side of the bank and her back against his c.h.e.s.t, Sibilla leans into him stating. ''Being able to admit your own faults is the first step to self betterment.''

''Love you Sib..'' Tells Edward her, about to kiss her rosy pillowy lips, as Dumbledore, Maxima and Karkaroff arriive. Drawing everybodys attention, the headmaster tells everybody. ''Calm down please. And now the moment you've all been waiting for, the champions selection!''

As Dumbledore approaches goblet, the blue flame suddenly start to glow red beforeshooting our the first name. Catching the piece of paper as it comes out, everyone looks rather anxiously.

Unfolding thr paper Dumbledore announces. ''The Durmstrang champion is ... Viktor Krum!''

As the Durmstrang crowd cheer and Edward looks over to his friend, Victor with a complicated but smug smile on his face. As the two of them get into a stareing contest, another name is shot out of the goblet and Dumbledore announces. ''The champion from Beauxbatons... Fleur Delacour!''

The Beauxbatons girls cheer as Fleur walks up and soon stands right next to Krum, having a healthy embarrassed blush on her face, since the rumours of ther alleged romance have gone rampant recently. Showing a huge smile on her face, Sibilla is genuinely happy for her friend as she spots her sister's dark inquisitive gaze.

Unable to her sister, that their husband had messed with the cup, Sibbila can only shrug, while snuggling deep into Edwards embrace.

In the mean time another name has been come out of the Goblet of fire and as Dumbledore is reading the piece of paper, he announces. ''The Hogwarts champion... Cedric Diggory.''

The Hogwarts pupils cheer as Cedric joins the other two champions and the headmaster shows a gentle smile, addressing the hall at large. ''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 tri-wizard cup!'

Saying that, Dumbledore suddenly points at an object at the other end of the hall, that is guarded by four aurors and is covered under a red cloth. As soon as the old man says the words 'tri-wizard cup', the cloth is blasted away by an invisible, revealing one of the most artistic and impressive pieces of art, said tri-wizard cup.

As people cheer, the Goblet of Fire once again glows red once more and this time three pieces of papers are ejected in one go. Shocked Dumbledore receives all three and reads out loud. ''Irena Proudmore, Edward Granger and Harry Potter. Harry Potter?''

Giving Sibilla a soft squeeze, Edward stands up and shoots a proud looking Irena a cheeky smile. As soon as Irena sees that, her mood once again darkens. Smiling even brighter, Edward starts contemplating his modificatins on the goblet. -Did I modify it to create two or three additional spots? I could swear I only created two... One for Irena and one from me... How did Smart Glasses get an additional spot? Something doesn't seem right. Isn't this Harry Potter the same age as Hermione?-

Contemplating this, while walking up to Mr Dumbledore, Edward suddenly hears different people voice out their opinions, instantly penetrating the silence that rouse following the last announcement.

(Huge hairy man) "No ... No.''

(Dumbledore) ''Harry Potter!''

(Hermione) ''Go on Harry. Harry for goodness sake.''

Seeing his sisters friend slowly walks up, as he himself recieves his paper from Dumbledore, Edward decides to wait for him instead of instantly following after Irena, who has already joined the other champions. As the boy is given his piece of paper by Dumbledore, voices in the crowd start to shout out.

(Boy#1) ''He's a cheat! He's not even seventeen yet.''

(Girl#1) ''Agreed! Have him investigated!"

(Boy#2) "How the hell did he do it anyway? I demand an explanation!"

(Girl#2) ''I agreee! Investigate! We have to uphold the sanctity of the tournament!''

Hearing comments such as these sound out like tidle waves, as he and Harry walk side by side out of the Great Hall joining the now four other champions, Edward can only curse at them mentally. -Are you guys degenerates? How the hell are you guys only complaining about the poor little guys participation? Isn't it more obvious that all three additional spots where cheated? Don't I deserve the title of Chief Cheater or Cheater in chief, at the very least!-

Entering the room with the other champions, Edward puts his hand on the pale looking Harry in silent comfort. Shortly after them entering, Karkaroff bursts in, wanting to grab the boy , but before his hand can even touch him, the former Death Eater freezes for only a monent.

That moment is enough for Dumbledore to enter and ask the frightened looking Harry. ''Harry! Did you put your name in the goblet of fire?

''No sir.'' Answers Harry instantly while Edward wordlessly retreats his wandlessly cast spell from Karkaroff.

Looking deep into Harrys eyes, Dumbledore asks another question. ''Did you ask one of the older students to do it for you?"

Sounfing more and more desperate, Harry states. ''No sir.''

Looking a bit pale, the headmaster asks once again. ''You're absolutely sure?''

''Yes...'' Says Harry, before instantly getting interrupted by Madam Maxime. ''Well of course he is lying.''

Before Edward is able to voice out his own opinion, Moody already does his. ''The hell he is. The goblet of fire is an exceptionally powerful magical object, only an exceptionally powerful conjurer could have hoodwinked it. Magic way beyond the talents of a fourth year.''

''You seem to have given this a fair bit of thought Mad-Eye.'' Shouts the now freed former Death Eater at the ex-auror.

Looking deep into Karkaroffs eyes, Moody says through clenched teeth. ''It was once my job to think as dark wizards do Karkaroff perhaps you remember?

Getting in between the two Dumbledore intervenes saying. ''That doesn't help Alastor. I leave this to you Barty.''

Having all eyes turned to him Barty Crouch looks out of the window announcing. ''The rules are absolute, the goblet of fire constitutes a binding magical contract. Mr Potter and the rest have no choice, they are as of tonight... a tri-wizards champions...'' Seeing angry stares aimed at him by both Karlaroff as well as Maxime, he adds. ''... But there sill needs to be an investigation into this... irregularity.''

''I can do that...'' Announces Edward suddenly demanding the attention of everyone present.