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"
I
'm
going
for
it
!
"
Fred
Weasley
hissed
down
the
table
,
his
face
lit
with
enthusiasm
at
the
prospect
of
such
glory
and
riches
.
He
was
not
the
only
person
who
seemed
to
be
visualizing
himself
as
the
Hogwarts
champion
.
At
every
House
table
,
Harry
could
see
people
either
gazing
raptly
at
Dumbledore
,
or
else
whispering
fervently
to
their
neighbors
.
But
then
Dumbledore
spoke
again
,
and
the
Hall
quieted
once
more
.
"
Eager
though
I
know
all
of
you
will
be
to
bring
the
Triwizard
Cup
to
Hogwarts
,
"
he
said
,
"
the
heads
of
the
participating
schools
,
along
with
the
Ministry
of
Magic
,
have
agreed
to
impose
an
age
restriction
on
contenders
this
year
.
Only
students
who
are
of
age
-
that
is
to
say
,
seventeen
years
or
older
-
will
be
allowed
to
put
forward
their
names
for
consideration
.
This
-
"
Dumbledore
raised
his
voice
slightly
,
for
several
people
had
made
noises
of
outrage
at
these
words
,
and
the
Weasley
twins
were
suddenly
looking
furious
-
"
is
a
measure
we
feel
is
necessary
,
given
that
the
tournament
tasks
will
still
be
difficult
and
dangerous
,
whatever
precautions
we
take
,
and
it
is
highly
unlikely
that
students
below
sixth
and
seventh
year
will
be
able
to
cope
with
them
.
I
will
personally
be
ensuring
that
no
underage
student
hoodwinks
our
impartial
judge
into
making
them
Hogwarts
champion
.
"
His
light
blue
eyes
twinkled
as
they
flickered
over
Fred
's
and
George
's
mutinous
faces
.
"
I
therefore
beg
you
not
to
waste
your
time
submitting
yourself
if
you
are
under
seventeen
.
"
The
delegations
from
Beauxbatons
and
Durmstrang
will
be
arriving
in
October
and
remaining
with
us
for
the
greater
part
of
this
year
.
I
know
that
you
will
all
extend
every
courtesy
to
our
foreign
guests
while
they
are
with
us
,
and
will
give
your
whole-hearted
support
to
the
Hogwarts
champion
when
he
or
she
is
selected
.
And
now
,
it
is
late
,
and
I
know
how
important
it
is
to
you
all
to
be
alert
and
rested
as
you
enter
your
lessons
tomorrow
morning
.
Bedtime
!
Chop
chop
!
"
Dumbledore
sat
down
again
and
turned
to
talk
to
Mad-Eye
Moody
.
There
was
a
great
scraping
and
banging
as
all
the
students
got
to
their
feet
and
swarmed
toward
the
double
doors
into
the
entrance
hall
.
"
They
ca
n't
do
that
!
"
said
George
Weasley
,
who
had
not
joined
the
crowd
moving
toward
the
door
,
but
was
standing
up
and
glaring
at
Dumbledore
.
"
We
're
seventeen
in
April
,
why
ca
n't
we
have
a
shot
?
"
"
They
're
not
stopping
me
entering
,
"
said
Fred
stubbornly
,
also
scowling
at
the
top
table
.
"
The
champions
'll
get
to
do
all
sorts
of
stuff
you
'd
never
be
allowed
to
do
normally
.
And
a
thousand
Galleons
prize
money
!
"
"
Yeah
,
"
said
Ron
,
a
faraway
look
on
his
face
.
"
Yeah
,
a
thousand
Galleons
...
.
"
"
Come
on
,
"
said
Hermione
,
"
we
'll
be
the
only
ones
left
here
if
you
do
n't
move
.
"
Harry
,
Ron
,
Hermione
,
Fred
,
and
George
set
off
for
the
entrance
hall
,
Fred
and
George
debating
the
ways
in
which
Dumbledore
might
stop
those
who
were
under
seventeen
from
entering
the
tournament
.
