 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
By now, Claudine had expected Heath to sit with her during their lesson. She thought that if he didn’t at any time, she might become offended. Not that she’d tell him that. “Hi, you,’’ she replied. Oh, and there was one of her dormmates. “Hi, Fiona.’’ The other girl got a smile because, you know… Claudine liked her and all.
Her gaze flicked back to the goblet at the front of the classroom then to Reccard. Were they starting soon? Yes, it certainly seemed so. The Triwizard Tournament! It was quite an exciting topic and today’s lesson was seemingly no different. “It’s the Goblet of Fire that selects the participants from each School. Apparently it can tell who are most worthy to compete.’’ This fact had always phased Claudine. How can a Goblet tell from simply a name on a slip of parchment of who was worthy?
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