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The Pentawizard Tournament [a3/?]

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They were the only ‘school’ left, and it was obvious why the students were curious. Both Durmstrang and Beaxbatons had brought only their older students, and while they weren’t many, they certainly weren’t as small in number as their own group. Each had at least a dozen of students, while their team were a mere six people, half of which didn’t look old enough to compete. If they had had to follow the age rule, only Megan would have been able to participate, seeing as the second-oldest was Kaldur, at sixteen, and his birthday was still a couple of weeks away.

For everyone in the room, it might seem like the only two obvious choices for champion would be either Kaldur or Conner.

“Everyone here has an equal chance of being chosen. No matter who becomes the champion, I’m sure all will continue performing their roles marvelously,” he said. This was met with smiles from everyone, and their leader was right. If they were completely honest, the champion title mattered very little. Their mission merely required they have a man (or woman) on the inside.

Still, their eyes were sharp on the piece of paper that surfaced from the goblet, because they were still teenagers, and there was always a bit of a competitive streak in them.

Dumbledore caught the piece of notebook paper and unfolded it.

“The champion of Houdini’s Institute for Alternative Magic,” Dumbledore read, and Dick continued wondering who had come up with that, “is Richard Grayson!”

Both a loud groan and a louder whoop were heard as the smallest member of the group jumped to stand on his seat, arms held high above his head in an obvious victory pose, “Take that, Wally!”

“Dude, that’s completely unfair!” Wally whined loudly into the shocked silence of the Great Hall.

“Congratulations, Dick,” Kaldur said, and Megan was clapping excitedly, Artemis let loose a few wild whistles just to get on Wally’s nerves, and Conner nodded his approval while also rolling his eyes.

People were murmuring around them, but the student body slowly began clapping along with Dick’s team. He smirked at Wally one last time before vaulting off his seat in a backward flip, and merrily skipping over to the front of the Hall.

Zatara was seated at the staff table, and was being bombarded with hissed questions from Mr. Karkaroff, but he still managed to catch his eye and sent him a small nod. The magician, currently dressed in a very elegant but completely non-magical suit, responded with a stiff nod that told him the man still wasn’t quite over their little act of kidnapping his daughter. Dick snickered, gave a formal nod to Dumbledore, and continued on to the room behind the staff table.

He didn’t pause when he noticed the ambient light behind him turn red for a fifth time, knowing his teammates would debrief him on whatever had happened once they were back together.