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Originally Posted by Steelsheen He nodded in agreement "Exactly. Its a great vantage point, we could see everybo--....." he trailed off as he stared in disbelief at another one of his favorite pint-size people from Diagon Alley. His head shot to the Ravenclaw girl as she hooted in support of that one called Diggy. "He's entering the tournament?" he blurted in disbelief as Diggy crosses the age line, drops his name into the goblet and walks away unscathed. "How does he... How come he can.... "he scowled struggling to figure it all out "So... what if you want in on the tournament? You just toss your name in?" he asks the Ravenclaw girl. "What's that line for then? To tell people not to crowd the flaming cup?" Grayson nodded as Slytherin boy seemed to agree with her reasoning for her position on the railing, as another grin crept onto her face. Cool, he definitely wasn't about to force her off, like there was a rule against climbing on railings. She was perfectly safe, especially as she was close to the bottom. Nothing like when Torin'd convinced her not to slide down the railing of the moving staircase last term, even though she still wanted to try that. "Exactly," she said, before trailing off as her cheering for Diggy seemed to have hit a nerve or something. "Apparently. And good for him, yknow? I think he'd do awesome if he got chosen," she said. Just cause Diggy was little, like her, didn't mean he couldn't do well in the tournament. Okay, technically he was actually oddly shorter than her, but she still thought he could do it.
And then her attention went back to Slytherin boy as he sputtered out more questions about the Goblet. "You don't know?," she asked, mystified. "Anyone who's seventeen, or almost seventeen can enter the Triwizard Tournament by outting their name into the Goblet. I mean, obviously the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students who came fit that, but all the rest of us have to actually pay attention to that rule." Not that she normally paid close attention to rules, but this one was different. She knew what the tournament entailed, and knew that even though she was smart, she didn't know quite enough to manage the tasks. "The line's there to make sure nobody who's younger than the limit enters their name." That anti-crowding thing was a good idea, though. Not that she had much of an issue with the crowding thing, with her observational position. "If you try to cross the line without being the right age, there's loads of spells that will mess with you cast on the line. Like, you'll grow a crazy beard or something. At least, that's what happened before, during the tournament ages ago." He needed this information, especially since she didn't have the slightest idea how someone couldn't know about the tournament. It was just too interesting, as was all the stories.
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