Chapter 314: Death or Alive

Chapter 314: Death or Alive

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"Dialogue"

'Thoughts'

-Author notes-

Chapter 314: Death or Alive

"Triwizard Tournament?" Lyra tilted her head to one side.

"A tournament? That sounds cool!" Ginny appeared to be excited about it.

"I think I read about that one..." Hermione was trying hard to remember.

"Wasn't it banned after some students died?"

"Wait, seriously?" Lavender asked.

"The Triwizard Tournament is an old tradition. A competition between champions from three different schools who will face three difficult tests to determine which one is the best," Dumbledore explained.

"Three schools?... Does this mean?" Parvati said.

"Are we getting visitors from other schools?!" Lyra exclaimed.

"Boys?!" Lavender perked up.

The Headmaster waited for a bit before continuing.

"In one week, we will receive students from two very prestigious schools into our walls... those will be Beauxbatons and Durmstrang!"

Once the last announcement concluded, the Headmaster finally allowed the feast to begin.

Most of the students were in great spirits after learning about the tournament and the foreign students coming to Hogwarts. But even this was not enough to lift the spirits of many students from Hufflepuff.

It wasn't until very recently, before the start of the classes, that it was finally revealed in the newspaper.

Lord Greengrass, the Headmaster, and his father James had all mentioned noticing a sudden change of attitude in the Minister.

'That must have been at the point when he was killed and replaced by something else,' Harry concluded.

The only way to know for sure what was happening was to check on him personally. This was unfortunately impossible for the Minister. He was too well protected.

But if the same thing happened to both of them... Rookwood could have the same answers.

There was a slim chance that this could be a simple case of an impostor using Polyjuice Potion or some human transfiguration.

However, the damaged souls told Harry that something much more sinister had befallen those people... especially when Voldemort was involved in this matter.

'It would be just like him to find a way to, not only kill, but also destroy the souls of those he hates.'

"Harry... you have barely touched your plate." Lyra leaned closer to him.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Harry looked down at his plate. It was true that he had barely touched it. He had too many things in his head at the moment.

"It's nothing... I'm just not feeling very hungry."

His sister stared at him for a moment before shrugging and going back to her meal. After all, she didn't think it could be something serious.

Harry had time to take a few bites of his food before the end of the feast.

The Headmaster ushered them all to their respective house common rooms, and the prefects made sure they all got there.

Harry followed along and went to his room, but he had no plans of resting that night.

"Tempus..." It was almost midnight, and his housemates were fast asleep, like the rest of the castle.

"Time to go."

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