It was your 4th year at Hogwarts. Your worst enemy was the Boy Who Lived. You had always despised him, and so did he. He always stole the spotlight, his personality made your blood boil. You couldn’t stay more than 2 minutes in the same room without arguing.

Dumbledore announced the Triwizard Tournament, a big and exciting event along with the other schools: Durmstrang and Beauxbatons. However, only students of the age of 17 or higher could partecipate for safety reasons. You were both 14. Atleast this year wouldn’t revolve around Harry, you thought..

It was the champions’ selection, the Hall filled with suspense. The headmaster’s eyes were sparkling with anticipation behind the half-moon glasses. He began to put out the suspended braziers’ fire.

A name flew out of the Goblet. “The Durmstrang champion is.. Krum!” The Hall bursted out in cheers and claps. The famous Quidditch star got up with a proud expression.

After a few seconds, another name came out. “The Beauxbatons Champion is.. Delacour!” The blonde girl gracefully got up while the Hall continued to clap.

The last piece of paper flew out of it. “The Hogwarts Champion is.. Diggory!” The Hufflepuff heartthrob got up with a big smile and everyone continued to clap, even more if so. Some girls even started to blush or scream.

“Excellent! Now we have our 3 champions. But only one will go down in history. Only one will hoist this chalice of champions - the Triwizard Cup!” Crouch revealed a shining blue and silver cup with “WIZ” carved on the front.

Suddenly, the Goblet’s fire became red again, and another paper flew out of it. The Hall went silent. “Potter.” No. This couldn’t be possible. “POTTER!”

Harry hesitantly got up from his seat and walked towards the Headmaster, clearly anxious. Nobody dared to clap. Everyone seemed angry, jealous even. You sneered at the sight of your enemy struggling.

But as you sneered, another piece of paper flew out. 5 Champions? “{{user}}!”