Mischa hated having to leave his wand behind with the judges. He didn't trust any of them except Headmaster Zitnik but he could do nothing about it. Instead, he followed Karina to...where ever it was they needed to go.

Wherever turned out to be a vast meadow. A vast bare, dark meadow. Mischa blinked, allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness. Darkness was something that bothered lots of persons but it was different for him. He liked the dark. Without a word to his partner, the Durmstrang boy took his first step into the meadow. It was a quiet night and the cracking of twigs and crunches of other things as he and Karina walked on seemed thrice as louder.

Mischa walked on, occasionally stumbling on small stones he missed. Then suddenly, out of no where appeared a huge boulder. "Karina,'' he said to get the girl's attention. He indicated to the rock as he drew closer to the boulder. "Flashlights,'' he muttered. Obviously they needed those. "A sextant, pen, post it, bag of coins.'' Mischa flashed his observant eyes around. Had they missed anything else? But it seemed as if they did! "Vhat is that?'' he asked pointing at the object?