398 It's time to D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D

Once Reima eventually makes his way back to the Great Hall he's besieged by a barrage of question on what'd just happened by his friends and acquaintances.

Reima just shakes his head and says, "Don't worry, it was nothing and was easily dealt with. Snape was just making it out to be bigger than it was." he says, causing most to lose their enthusiasm quickly enough while Ciri prods him further regardless.

Reima snickers and leans in to whisper to her, "Fudge was there with Warrington Sr, they tried to truth potion me but I gave them some info that neither would want made public.

Ciri "Oh? What was it?"

Reima "That Cassius tried to **** me with you watching." he says, causing Ciri snort and begin laughing at the thought of it.

They continue to joke around until it's time for the next lesson, afterwards they go to the empty classroom to teach Harry and Hermione before finishing the day in the room of requirements for Snuffles to stretch her legs and destroy a couple more golems.

Eventually the day of the duel betwen Reima and Krum rolls around, and boy are people excited about it. Reima had just finished his morning run with Ciri and entered the Great Hall for breakfast when he notices all eyes are on him, he looks over to the Slytherin table and notices Krum glaring at him like he's a steak.

Reima glances a Ciri "You'd think by the way he was staring at me he wants to take me to the ball instead of you." he jokes, causing those who hear him to laugh.

Krum's eyes narrow further as he sees various Gryffindor's pointing at him and snickering, only fuelling the anger he feels towards Reima more, at this point he didn't care about taking Ciri to the ball. Only beating this smug Kopele and showing how superior he was to him, luckily he was completely healthy as Karkaroff had given him some rest a day in advance in order to be as healthy as possible when he enters the duel.

The Slytherin table as a whole are betting on who's going to win, the majority bet against Reima as they believed if he was so much better than Krum he would have been chosen as a champion instead of Ciri. They recalled the incident between Warrington and him but believed it as just a fluke as even a giant wouldn't be able to block an exploding curse with it's bare hand without a scratch.

Cassius "I bet 500 Galleons on Krum." he states confidently. This is echoed by many others who wish to make some quick coin off of the misfortune of others.

Draco sits and ponders for a while before exclaiming above the others, "1000 on Ludvig!"

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Cassius "What's your game Malfoy? You siding with those Mud-bloods now?"

Draco shakes his head and calmly replies under the scathing glares of his peers, "Certainly not. But I see an opportunity for profit and I'll take it, as my father taught me."

Casius "You really believe that freak will beat Victor?" he asks in disbelief.

Draco "Who knows? We've already seen Ludvig fight, I heard that he's the one training Rivia and she certainly did better than Krum in the first task." he says, glancing at Krum who's further down the table with his focus still on Reima.

His argument seems to change a couple peoples minds on the outcome of the match but the consensus is that Reima will still get his shit kicked in by Krum. However this suits Draco fine as the odds are so in his favour that he'd be an idiot to not accept this bet, once he'd won and proven himself more capable than Warrington he could begin trying to climb the top of the Slytherin hierarchy, he was already the top of his own year but that wasn't enough if he wished to prove himself to his father.

While breakfast was happening someone who Reima hadn't seen in a while appears from the entrance and walks towards the Ravenclaw table. Fleur glances at him and smiles as she sits down, fully anticipating the duel between her crush and Krum. She technically shouldn't be allowed out of the carriage yet but since Hogwarts was relatively safe and the fact she'll be sticking close to her friends from Beauxbatons Madam Maxime had allowed her to attend the event, afterall she had been begging for a couple days straight.

Once everyone had stopped eating Dumbledore stands up and walks to the podium, "Good morning everyone! I'm sure you're all excited for today's lessons.." he says causing most to groan at his words, "But, before that there is an event being hosted by our very own Professor Flitwick that some may be interested to watch. For those of you who wish to observe the Duel between Reima Ludvig and Victor Krum please stands aside while prepare the wards and area. For everyone else would you please make your way out of the Hall to eat cheese pops and fluffy chewables in your leisure." He says, stroking his beard when he sees no one leaving.

Suddenly the tables start popping away in a similar fashion to the food, causing many students to gasp in surprise. Once that's done Dumbledore waves his hand, causing the air around the centre of the hall to shimmer slightly, showing that a ward had been placed.