More Than a Chamber
Harry stormed out of the common room and ran, he didn't know
where he was running to but he needed to be as far away from
gryffindor tower as possible. He ran across Hogwarts castle deciding
on the quidditch pitch. He got half way there before he broke down.
He slumped against a wall and hung his head in his hands.
"Why me." Harry sobbed. "Why is it always me. Voldemort, that's
why. He killed my parents and put me at the Dursleys, he was
responsible for my first year and my second. If Voldemort hadn't
killed my parents I wouldn't be in this mess, they would be here
helping me. I wouldn't need those useless friends who are so quick
to betray me just like Peter. What do I need friends for anyway, I
survived the Dursleys without them and will survive the tournament
without them too."
"But you didn't live" a little voice said inside his head. And it was
right, he may have stayed alive but he did not live. Living meant to
enjoy life, with friends and family. Surviving was just not dying.
"And I can't live with Voldemort still out their, I can't live with people
controlling my life, I can't live without people to live with." A third tear
fell from Harry's eyes.
:Why can't I have a normal life: Harry hissed in his anger. What did
he do to deserve the world against him. And if it wasn't against him it
was all on his shoulders.
A quiet grinding of stone interrupted Harry's thoughts. He looked up
to see the Slytherin tapestry opposite him blowing into the wall from
the breeze in the corridor.
"A secret passageway." Harry mused, he stood from the wall and
entered the passage. He walked down the passage guided by his
wand light. He walked for a long time and he thought he had also
travelled a long way down. Seemed like a very impractical passage if
it was this long.
He reached the end of the passageway at a dead end wall.
Assuming the exit was hidden like the entrance Harry spoke what he
thought was the trigger word from the entrance.
:Life: he said, unknowingly switching languages. The wall opened to
reveal a huge circular room twenty metres in diameter. The ceiling
was covered in a mural of some sort but it was too dirty to see
properly. All around the walls were large pipes five feet high with
small caps on them engraved with a snake. There were maybe forty
or fifty pipes along the walls all the way around. The only part not
with a pipe was a dark wooden door to Harry's left. On the floor was
a huge Slytherin crest and that's when Harry realised where he was.
Harry was in the chamber of secrets, or at least a part of it.
:lights: Harry hissed to the room to no avail. :Torches: he tried and to
his delight small snakes formed between the pipes and a fire lit in
their mouths to bathe the room in light.
Moving to the door Harry found it led up a set of stairs to a level
above. The room once again opened into a large dark room that
appeared to be filled with some furniture. :Torches: Harry said again
to bring light to the room.
The room was a very stylish and expensively decorated living room.
The room was lit by a crystal chandelier that hung from the domed
ceiling. An open central fireplace sat in the centre of the room that
filled the room with a warmth to counter the deep underground. The
smoke was manipulated by magic to spiral up and round the
chandelier before vanishing giving a very cool and mystical effect.
Surrounding the fire were three sofas of dark green leather with
silver buttons and the same dark wood as the door.
The outside of the room was decorated with many doors and a few
paintings that would be thousands of years old. There were a set of
large double doors that opened up to a corridor leading to the vault
like door for the chamber of secrets. To its right was an intricately
carved door of the same dark wood. Opening the door Harry found a
large private study.
All the walls were covered in bookshelves excluding the back wall
behind the desk that contained a fireplace. The desk was again
made of the same dark wood and carved on every side excluding the
smooth top. Behind the desk was a throne like chair to match with
green leather cushioning and silver buttons. The floor had a
comfortable green and silver rug. Looking closer at the books Harry
found that they covered almost every branch of magic Harry could
think of. He found a small section dedicated to the other three
founders and even a book from Merlin and one by Morgana Lee Fay.
The common theme between all the books was there advanced
nature, far beyond Harry's level. The only ones he could read were
on the desk. A private journal of Salazar Slytherin and three books
on Parseltongue. One on the language itself and its history, a second
on all known creatures that one could speak to and a third on
Parselmagic. Deciding to come back to it Harry moved on to the next
room.
He opened a plain door into a grand master bedroom from a
thousand years ago. One wall was lined with wardrobes full of old,
heavy robes for a man of five foot ten inches and a woman two
inches shorter. In one corner was a screen to dress behind. The
back wall had a king size four poster bed with solver hangings and
sheets, the slytherin crest embroidered in green on the sheets. The
floor was covered with a cerberus hide rug that was incredibly warm
and soft. To the left was another door that opened into a bathroom. It
was an average sized bathroom with a two person bath in one
corner. A basin on the wall next to a shelf with silver towels, small
slytherin crests on the corners. A toilet sat behind a screen at the
back that magically vanished waste and smell.
Exiting the room Harry skipped the next door that led to the passage
room, the next was an archway that led to a kitchen and dining area.
The kitchen was very basic and magically operated meaning Harry
had no idea how it worked. The dining table was a small two person
table of dark wood with a silver tablecloth and slytherin crest on all
four corners.
The last room was wandless magic work area. There was a small
artificial green house, a potions lab and stores and a rune carving
bench with every tool imaginable.
"Well this might come in handy." Harry said aloud from his seat in the
living room. His first decision was to clean the place up a bit and
make it his own. He took all the clothing from the wardrobes out and
hung placed them in a storage closet that was empty. He switched
the bed sheets and went over the entire bedroom with a good
cleaning charm. He placed his trunk next to the bed and unpacked
his stuff.
His next step was a plan of action he needed to make. He made his
way into the study and taking a piece of parchment and some ink he
wrote out his plan.
Research Tournament
-determine first task
Restart Sirius training
Use the 'Light' to its advantages
-Compete as champion of the light.
-Give Cedric Hogwarts Champion title.
It wasn't a very good plan so far but he couldn't do much without
knowing what the first task would or could be. Until then he could
only try to prepare himself as much as possible over all magical arts.
With nothing he could really do, he began to read Slytherins journal.
I will kill them all, all those blasted mundanes I will kill them all. Burn
every last one of them like they did to my family, the entire ancient
and noble house of Slytherin killed by blasted mundanes. I wrote this
diary as a coping method suggested by my companion Godric. It
was Godric who found me amongst the wreckage of my home after
the mundanes of the village burnt it to the ground. Godric has
ambition beyond measure to save all of the magical beings and
presently, is dragging me along to. But I have nowhere else to go
and he is willing to help me learn and keep me alive. After all I am
only nine years old and cannot survive on my own yet.
Harry was both surprised and unsurprised at the first entry. Slytherin
wished to kill every last muggle but it was because they killed his
family. Harry wasn't expecting that, to think that muggles had burnt
his family for being magical was terrifying. Harry kept reading and
was amazed by the changes in Salazar Slytherin
Helga has become a surrogate mother to me now. I had resisted the
elder woman's kind and caring attitude towards me at first mistaking
it for pity. However she has helped myself and Godric, my brother I
suppose, to further develop our plans. To educate all wizarding
children in the magical arts. I have learnt many things from the
young man, the warrior that helped me six years ago. Helga who has
also saved us both with her knowledge of healing and potions to
survive the harsh wilderness in our quest for knowledge and peace
for magical people. Our course has shifted to scotland where Helga
knows of a Lady of a castle who was born with the gift of magic. She
is said to be exceedingly intelligent in the arts of spell crafting and
runes. Let us hope she will lend us land to forge our school and
assist us in teaching those who wish to learn her ways.
Again Harry was surprised by the journal from the few entries
between Salazar's childhood to the cusp of adulthood. Firstly the age
gap between three of the founders. Salazar was presently fifteen and
Godric twenty four, Helga however was just entering her sixties. Also
Salazar's new determination to rise above the muggles or mundanes
instead of killing them all by teaching the arts of magic.
last night over dinner was an eye opening experience with my family.
We had secured the castle of Ravenclaw after a single meeting with
Rowena but the discussion of why each of us wanted the school has
revealed a lot of my new family. Godric had never told me in the
seven years I had known him of where his determination to construct
a school had come from. To learn that only weeks before I met him
his own mother and father had been burnt at the stake for performing
magic by mundanes. That in his rage he killed every man in the
village who had raided his parents' home. That not only did he wish
to teach all magical children but to protect them from the horrors of
what the mundanes would do to them. Helga also shared her
reasoning, she was enslaved by mundanes for many years and had
witnessed the horrible things they did to magical people. Raoed and
murdered children who seek their help for the strange things
happening to them. She witnessed how defenseless an uneducated
witch or wizard was and the danger they posed to themselves and
those around them. Rowena's story was equally as shocking, she
had no magical ancestors that she knew of but was born as the only
daughter of the mundane Ravenclaw house. Her mother died in birth
and her father forcing her to study magical arts for him to use to his
benefit. She worked as a slave to do his bidding. After hearing our
olan she was determined to rescue and help all those like her, the
mundane born.
Harry's perspective of the Hogwarts founders changed dramatically
from what he first thought to having read the first few pages of
Slytherins journal. Rowena Ravenclaw was just like him, outcast by
her family for having magic and enslaved to do their bidding, now
dedicated to protecting muggleborns. Helga Hufflepuff, enslaved by
muggle law enforcement and witnessed what muggles did to
magicals, also dedicated to protecting others. Godric Gryffindor, a
warrior who took revenge for his family and now seeks the same as
the others.
Today we have decided on the name of our school. Hogs wards. It is
a strange name but it was aptly given for Rowena's small mistake.
Her warding plan that we all cast had only one flaw. It acted as a
beckon for Hogs. After we cast them yesterday we had a total of forty
seven Hogs show up on the grounds. A redirecting charm has moved
them all to the enchanted forest but we now have a name.
Harry was curious as to how exactly the name changed from Hogs
wards to Hogwarts. Maybe a spelling mistake on the first letters. It
made so much more sense to have the original name with its
reasoning than that a warty hog led them to the area which they built
Hogwarts.
it has taken eleven years but we have done it, who would have
thought that the four of us could build a school of magic. Today the
students from all around the globe and the masters we have
employed arrived on the thestral draw carriages supplied by
Johnothan Peverell. Each student was placed in our houses
according to their profile. All mundane borns were collected
personally and taken to the carriages. I have been awarded the
classroom on the second floor to teach Transfiguration to my
students. The Translation charms for the foreign students has
worked wonders. Finally our plan has come together.
So the thestral carriages used to bring the students all the way to
Hogwarts. Harry assumed that it was simply to uphold tradition
I have made a huge mistake. The Gaunt mistress I had bed eleven
years ago had fallen pregnant. She gave the child my name and has
pronounced him as my heir. Salazar Slytherin jr arrived at Hogs
wards for the opening feast and he is a horrible child. He has already
bullied and tormented children who are not born to magical parents.
He has an unreasonable hatred for Godric and Helga because they
allow mundane borns into the school. I rue the day he learns
Rowena is in fact mundane born. He has determined that all those
that are not pureblood are not worthy of magical education and
deems all with mundane heritage as 'mudbloods.' I pray to Merlin
that I can teach him to accept mundane borns.
So the Salazar Slytherin that hated muggleborns was in fact his son
and not the founder. Harry was far too curious to put the book down
despite the late hour and read on.
I truly regret the decision I have made today. I was forced to expel
my own son from our school for his actions. He attempted to curse
my wife, Sarah, and my unborn child because her parents are not
magical. I disowned him as my heir and banished him from the
grounds. He promised me he would return to take the school that
was rightfully his and I am afraid I have made a mistake.
I venture out today to confront my son. Salazar has killed Helga's
husband Henry and he must be stopped. I have left my will with
Sarah where she will stay safe in my chamber, perfected by
Barthaza. If I fail my basilisk will protect my school when my son
comes for it. My daughter, Dahlia was born without magic and is
safely hidden in Wales with her husband Christopher Ifan. Her next
magical born male will be appointed my heir when he is born.
I have returned from my quest and my son is defeated, sadly his
grandson has left and continues to spread the belief of pureblood
supremacy under the name of gaunt. However I will not live much
longer, I have been struck by a withering curse and have been bed
ridden in my chamber. My friends think me dead and I pray they took
my advice before I left sincerely. It was my hope that they would
raise mundane borns in the castle from the moment they were born.
Too many children are killed by their parents or come to our school
incapable of reading, writing and hygiene. Godric opposed the idea
but hopefully the memories of being attacked when speaking to the
parents will help persuade him. I understand that his loss of his
parents makes him against the idea of taking a child from its parents.
My fortune is secured behind me and my heir will claim it when he
comes. Let us hope he does right by this earth and is not like the
gaunts but his mundane heritage in my daughter teaches him that all
people are worthy to learn magic, no matter their parentage.
Harry went to sleep that night with an entirely different perspective
on the castle he lived in. Slytherin was a kind and caring man who
wanted to stop muggle raised attending Hogwarts by raising them in
the wizarding world instead.
Harry rose early the next morning and using the guide in Slytherins
journal, took a pipe up to the entrance hall. Using commands such
as ascend and descend Harry could get to his destination in just over
ten seconds. The pipe spat him out behind the slytherin banner in
the entrance hall.
He made his way out to the quidditch pitch and ran some laps
around the pitch. He continued with the exercises he had done
previously with a little more intensity. After his exercises he bathed in
the chamber and got ready for the day.
Using transfiguration and charms Harry altered his uniform slightly.
The black became white and the usual red and gold became solid
gold. The crest on his robes also changed, It became a golden shield
with two deer facing a wand pointed downward in the centre. On the
top of the shield was a bouquet of lilies. Beneath the shield was the
words 'lux erit succedant' the basic latin motto he had thought up. He
enlarged a white tablecloth and pasted the crest in the centre and
shortening the dining table before shrinking it down. He also
Transfigured the desk chair in the study to be white with gold buttons
and shrunk it too.
All chatter stopped when Harry entered the hall. He first tried to
approach the Gryffindor table to test the waters. Not to his surprise
he was turned away.
"Traitors, cheats and cowards aren't welcome in Gryffindor Potter."
Ron yelled at him when Harry got close.
"Well if nobody will accept me at their table I will make my own."
Harry replied, enlarging his table he had prepared. He flicked his
wand and stole various dishes from the house tables.
"Mr Potter." Mcgonagall's voice rang from behind him. "What is the
meaning of this."
"Well you see Professor, I have been told by my house mates that I
am not welcome in gryffindor any longer. I was officially entered in
the tournament as competing for the light so that is what I am doing.
Cedric is the Hogwarts champion not me. Sadly I have nowhere to
sit so I have made space for myself." Harry answered.
"Is this true" Mcgonagall asked, turning to Gryffindor table.
"He's a liar and a cheat Professor, not qualities of a Gryffindor." Ron
replied.
"Ten points from Gryffindor Mr Weasley, for abandoning a fellow
housemate and friend. Gryffindors stick together, they do not cast
out their housemates." Mcgonagall said.
"Don't forget attacking another student professor, that bruise didn't
just appear on Harry's face." Katie Bell said.
"Did you hit Mr Potter Mr Weasley." Mcgonagall asked.
"Nothing less than the cheat deserves." Ron answered.
"Fifty points from Gryffindor and a detention Mr Weasley. Do you
wish to return to Gryffindor table Mr Potter." she asked Harry.
"No Professor, I am happy to stay here." Harry replied.
Harry happily ate his breakfast at his private table whilst half the
school sent death glares at his back. After he ate Harry shrunk his
table down and returned his plates before leaving the hall. He turned
left and disappeared through a Slytherin banner. He took a second
pipe to the third floor and entered the library.
"Accio Triwizard Tournament books." Harry said, about twenty books
raced towards him and stacked up neatly on the table. Sorting
through all the double ups, Harry left a very angry Madam Pince with
seven different books on the Triwizard tournament. Returning to the
chamber Harry sat down to skim read them for information on the
task, taking notes of every recorded first, second and third task to
get an idea of what the first task could be. After all, the first task was
still going ahead as planned
He found that traditionally at least one task, often the first, involved
subduing, escaping or passing a magical creature of some kind. The
first task is usually a single champion event meaning the champions
will complete the task individually.
Harry returned to the library and found four different books on
dangerous magical creatures. With his books found Harry gets down
to skim reading the books, making a list of creatures, their strengths
and weaknesses and useful spells against them. By the time he
finished it was lunch time.
"Hey Harry." Katie Bell greeted Harry when he entered the hall.
"Hey Katie, how were your classes." Harry replied.
"Tough, OWL level transfiguration is so hard. I don't know how Angie
and Alicia survived all the work. Can we sit at your table for lunch, us
girls and the twins that is. We all believe you, no way you would
enter the tournament." Katie asked.
"Sure thing." Harry answered, he waved his wand and extended the
table to host six. A duplication charm gave him six chairs to match
his own.
"So what classes did you have this morning Harry." Angelina asked.
"History and Herbology I think, I didn't go though. Turns out as a
champion I don't have to attend any classes. I spent the morning
studying for the tournament. Gotta catch up those three years the
others have on me aye." Harry answered.
"Well usually I would say you need to go to some classes but from
the table extension and the duplication charm I would say you have it
covered." Katie laughed.
"I studied ahead last year, Transfiguration seems to just come
naturally. I've been told my father was the same." Harry responded.
"You know we should keep training as much as possible for quidditch
next year, don't want to fall out of practice and all." Alicia said.
"Definitely, how about a session this saturday. Do we know anyone
to play keeper." Harry asked.
"Cormac Mclaggen or Jacob Tool from fifth year, both are planning
on the keeper position." Katie supplied.
"Awesome, let them and anyone else know that keeper tryouts are
this saturday. Will you all be joining me for dinner tonight as well."
Harry asked.
"Definitely." Fred said.
"These chairs are so much better than Gryffindors." George added.
"Great, see you tonight then." Harry said goodbye and returned to
the chamber to practice spells.
"Morning guys, looks like we have a few keepers." Harry greeted the
quidditch team on Saturday morning.
"Yeah, Cormac Mclaggen, Jacob Tool, Ron Weasley and Henry
Middleton, he's a third year." Katie said.
"Well let's pick one and get to a practice, we don't have all day."
Harry replied.
"Actually we do, nobody else wants the pitch." Alicia said.
"Let me rephrase that then, I don't have all day, now let's go." Harry
responded.
"Alright, listen up. We're going to start with some ring shuttles. We
will go two at a time, I will call one, two or three and you go to the
numbered hoop then back to centre position. One point for being first
back to centre judged by Alicia and Katie. After thirty the lowest
score is out of the trials. First up, Weasley and Mclaggen." Angelina
instructed.
After five minutes of shuttles Cormac had made the centre first
nineteen times and Ron eight. Jacob and Henry went next which had
Jacob win all but one shuttle.
"That's not fair, how can you just drop me without even throwing a
quaffle. I bet I would stop every single goal." Ron complained.
"Because Ronniekins, the best keeper will always be whoever can
move the fastest." Fred teased.
"If you can't get there fast enough." George said.
"The quaffle goes in, now get off the pitch." Fred finished. Ron just
huffed and stormed away muttering "It's only because of the broom."
"Well then, next up, nine runs at the hoops. After that you run a lap of
the pitch, arms above your head and then nine more. Best if
eighteen gets the spot." Alicia said.
The first set of nine runs at the hoops prove Cornac to save all nine
and Jacob to let one through. Jacob finished the tun first and saved
seven more at the hoops of the second set. Cormac finished the run
two minutes slower and saved three of the second nine because he
couldn't get his arms up.
"Congratulations Jacob, welcome to the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
You can sit out if you'd like or stay for training." Angelina said.
"I think I'll just sit this one out, That was one intense trial. See you all
next Saturday." Jacob replied and left for the changing rooms.
"Well then, today I want to get you Harry in on some bludger training.
You're gonna chase a snitch with Fred and George raining bludgers
on you." Two hours later Harry returned to the chamber completely
exhausted.
The last few hours of the day were spent taking more notes on
magical creatures and finding the most useful spells in the
parselmagic book. Harry figured using unknown spells could give
him an advantage if he needed it.
As Harry ate breakfast with the chasers and the twins, a schoolbowl
swept down to land in front of him.
Harry James Potter
Champion of The Light
Your presence is required in the trophy room at 1:30 pm today for
the weighing of the wands ceremony.
Headmaster Lupin
"Well this should be fun, have my wand tested and some photos
after lunch." Harry said, summarising the letter.
"I'll put two sickles on the first question a reporter asks is how did
you enter your name." Alicia says.
"Do I look like a charity, I already know that's what they will ask."
Harry replied. He spent the day studying his Runes and Potions
textbooks to keep up with classes. After lunch he heads straight to
the Trophy room.
"Ah, our surprise champion is second to arrive." Ludo Bagman said
when Harry entered. Harry found that some desks had been set out
to form a long table for a press conference. In front of the table were
chairs for reporters and behind it a space for photos to be taken.
"Hello Mademoiselle Delacour, how have you found Hogwarts so
far." Harry asked.
"Very cold still, I do not like zee cold. I have witnesses zee lake at
zee right time like you suggested. You are right that it ez beautiful,
also zee stars from your astronomy tower." Fleur responded.
"That surprises me, I was so sure your answer would simply be,
confusing. It took me over a month to work out all the trick steps and
doors on my way to class. The moving stairs still send me in the
wrong direction sometimes." Harry said.
"Zee castle is very confusing, yes. I do not know why anyone would
build a castle in such a way."
"I have been told that Rowena Ravenclaw charmed all the stairs and
doors to keep the mind active and thinking."
"She was one of zee founders, yes." Fleur asked.
"Yes she was, the last to join the group. Speaking if the founders,
which house do you think you would be in."
"I zink I would be in zee Ravenclaw house, I 'ave been told zat I read
too much." Fleur answered.
"Hmm, let's see, if I were to guess I would say that the girls at your
school are jealous of you and the boys incapable of holding a proper
conversation. Therefore to escape the glares and stares you turned
to books." Harry said.
"You're guess eez razer accurate, what about you Monsieur Potter,
how have you handled zee glares and zee stares as you put eet."
Fleur asked.
"Well unlike yourself, I grew up without knowing I was famous. When
I came to learn of it I was naive and thought the first person I met
was genuine. I guess I hid behind friends and tried my best to ignore
everyone else. Now though i just hide in a cave deep beneath the
school." Harry replied.
"Zat sounds like an unhelzy way to deel wiz eet. What 'appened to
your friends." Fleur said.
"Their jealousy over took them when I was forced into the
tournament and they revealed their true colours. They are not my
friends anymore." Harry answered.
"Brilliant, that's our last champion to arrive. First up is the wand
weighing, Mr Ollivander from Ollivanders Wands has kindly agreed
to judge each champions wand today. Ladies first then, Ms Delacour
if you would." Ludo Bagman called across the room.
"Hmm, interesting wand, nine and a half inches, rose wood. And oh
my a veela hair core." Ollivander said after sniffing and listening to
the wand.
"It eez one of my grandmozers 'airs." Fleur responded.
"Yes, of course, I find they make for rather temperamental wands but
each to their own." Ollivander conjured a bouquet of flowers and
deemed the wand satisfactory.
"Mr Krum next then, ah a Gregorvitch creation, ten and a quarter
inches, Hornbeam and a dragon heartstring. Very stiff wand, thicker
than I would have made it." Olivander conjured a white dove and
returned the wand. Krum stayed silent and reclaimed his seat at the
table.
"I remember this wand Mr Diggory, twelve and a quarter inches, ash
and unicorn tail hair, springy. Very well polished and cared for."
Olivander said, much to Cedrics pleasure. The old wand maker
waved the wand to spout a small stream of wine. The wand was
returned and Harry was called up.
"Well this is a surprise, this is not the wand I was expecting Mr
Potter. What happened to the Holy and Phoenix feather wand, such
a beautiful wand that was." Ollivander asked.
"It was destroyed in a fire." Harry said.
"Well this is by far one of the most interesting wands I have seen,
still using the Holy wood and eleven inches long. Tell me, who made
it and what is the core." Ollivander asked.
"The wand was crafted by Cassieopia Black containing a dual core.
Basilisk Venom and phoenix Tears, she also included a blood bond."
Harry explained.
"Marvellous, the blood acting as a medium for the two contridicting
cores. Very incredible wand indeed, it will serve you well in the tasks
to come Mr Potter." Ollivander simply handed it back with no
demonstration. Harry returned it to his holster and sat down at the
table again.
"No more than two questions for one champion in a row, spread the
questions around please. The champions have the right to dismiss
any and all questions if they wish. Remain civil and ask your
question when called upon by myself. Failure to follow these rules
will mean removal from the press conference." Bagman explained to
the group of about twenty reporters. Immediately all twenty raised
their hands.
"Yes, Ms Skeeter." Bagman pointed to a woman in an acid green
robe with a crocodile skin handbag.
"A question for Harry Potter, how is it you managed to fool the goblet
and enter yourself in the tournament." She asked.
"I did not enter my self, ask another to enter myself nor attempt in
anyway to have myself entered in the tournament. The entire
parameters of the tournament have been changed which I am told
can only happen before the goblet is lit. Therefore it is impossible for
me to have done it. Does that answer your question." Harry
responded. Sleeter just nodded whilst a quill wrote rapidly next to
her.
"Yes, Mr Thorn." Bagman pointed to another reporter.
"A question for all the champions, what motivated each of you to
enter the tournament." the man asked.
"I wanted to bring pride to my school and family and prove that
Hufflepuff can produce wizards just as good as any other house."
Cedric answered.
"To prove that I am also an excellent wizard as well as seeker." Krum
said.
"To prove zat just because I am veela, does not make me any less a
witch." Fleur replied.
"I didn't enter so no motivation from me." Harry said.
"Mr Lovegood." Bagman pointed to a man in orange robes.
"Question for Harry Potter. What do you think your parents would be
doing right now if they were here." The man asked.
"I really could not say, I only know them from stories. But if I had to
guess, my father would be congratulating me for pranking the world
and my mother helping me in any way she can to ensure I make it to
the end." Harry said.
The interview continued for another twenty minutes with questions of
all kinds varying from strategies for the tasks to the champions live
lives. Finally it was over and a few photos later Harry was free to
leave.