Viktor was angry that he had been challenged like this in front of the whole school and spoke without thinking. "He interfered with my date to the Ball. That was an insult to Viktor Krum and could not stand."
Cedric looked at him and said "You really are stupid. Harry had nothing to do with that. If you wanted to attack who was responsible, you should have
pointed your wand at Dumbledore and McGonagall. Harry wouldn't touch Granger with a ten foot pole."
Megan was watching the whole thing and inwardly smiled as she heard Granger sniff at that comment.
Dumbledore said "That will be enough Mr. Diggory. Your behavior is unbecoming a champion."
"And yours is unbecoming of a judge. Let's get on with this farce."
Dumbledore glared at him and then continued on. "Mr. Diggory receives forty-eight of fifty points for a successful casting of a bubble head charm and for returning his hostage within the allotted time."
Dumbledore cleared his throat and said "Mr. Potter receives….thirty points for the successful use of gillyweed and returning his hostage within the allotted time. The judges deducted five points for his interference with Miss Delacour's task. Another five point deduction was added for not following instructions by fighting with the mermen. In the end, it was decided that another five point deduction would be added because he did not get his hostage and himself on the platform. This concludes tonight's ceremonies."
Albus expected applause but there wasn't a sound in the entire hall. Cedric stood there and stared at Dumbledore. He finally said "He outperformed all of us. He even watched over us to make sure WE were safe. He actually saved Fleur who would have drowned.
He was attacked by Krum and stabbed with a trident but even through all of that, he brought up two hostages and completed his task plus another champions. You deducted points for saving Fleur's life. You deducted points for fighting with mermen when you deducted none for that bastard biting him and then you had the audacity to deduct points for him needing help getting on the platform after all that. Is that all correct Headmaster?"
Albus looked sheepish at being dressed down by a student in front of the entire student population. "I wouldn't look at it in the context you put it in but that is essentially correct."
"Thank you for verifying that. I will use it in my quotes to the Daily Prophet when I discuss this sham of a tournament and the lack of impartial judges with them." Once he said that, he walked to his table and held out his arms to Megan and Cho. When they rose and headed out the door, Megan said loudly "Harry was right. They aren't worth the effort anymore."
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It took two days for Dobby to realize he was in over his head. Harry had lain on the bed the entire time and although he thrashed about and moaned, he had not woken up. He could sense that Harry's magic was working overtime to combat the complications that were developing due to his injuries but he didn't know what else he could do to help. The main problem seemed to be the high fever he was running and during the times it spiked, Harry thrashed worse than ever and even managed to utter a few words such as cup and crown.
Deep inside Harry's mind, the high fever enabled him to see the residue left over from whatever it was that Dobby had managed to rid him of. When his fever lowered, it allowed him time to process what he had seen if he didn't know what he was seeing. All he could tell was that it was something important to Voldemort and these things would have to be dealt with before Tom would leave him alone.
On the third day, Dobby knew that he could no longer do this alone and he started thinking about who he could trust to make Harry better. Dobby knew Harry didn't trust anyone in the castle but his mind kept going back to Madam Pomfrey and how she had always made Harry better. He laid a cold compress on Harry's head and poured yet another fever reducing potion down his throat. He then said "Master Harry, Dobby does all he knows to do. Dobby needs help making you better. Please forgive Dobby but Dobby goes and gets help."
Harry's head turned slightly towards Dobby and he gave a slight nod. Dobby reached out a grabbed Harry's hand. "Dobby be back soon." He stepped back and popped away.
He arrived in the Hogwarts infirmary with a louder pop than he wanted to but it couldn't be helped when he came through strong wards. The noise caught the attention of the witch who was sitting in a chair staring out the window. Dobby scampered over to her and pleaded "Nurse Poppy, Master needs your help."
"Who is your master?"
"Dobby heard you call him James' son. Dobby will not say his name here."
Her eyes bored into him when he said this. "Is he alright? No. of course he isn't. Can you tell me what is wrong with him?"
"Master be running high fever. Master's wounds won't stop weeping and Master's leg is turning dark."
"Oh Merlin. Please take me to him at once."
"Dobby cannot until Nurse Poppy swears that she won't turn Master over to Whiskers or anyone else. Dobby finds someone else if Nurse Poppy cannot do this."
She raised her wand immediately and said "I, Madam Poppy Pomfrey, swear to not reveal the location of Dobby's master to anyone and promise to do all in my power to heal him."
Dobby nodded "Nurse Poppy floo to wherever she wants outside of castle and call Dobby. Dobby come and take you to Master. Dobby needs to go check on Master." POP
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