Harry arrived in the conference room, and the first person he saw was Sirius Black.
He and Sirius Black shared a huge hug. "Sirius! I knew it would be you!"
"Mrs. Weasley! Bill!" Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of more familiar figures and cried out in delighted surprise, "This is brilliant!"
"Harry!" Mrs. Weasley said warmly. "We wanted to come and watch your match."
Bill shook Harry's hand. "Charlie told me all about it. You did very well in the First Task!"
"That was all thanks to me!" Sirius Black said, patting his chest. "M was coming over to set up the Image Projection Screen..."
"I could come along with the M staff, so I gave the spot to Molly. I thought you'd definitely want to see them too."
The Champions poured in one after another, and the conference room became even livelier.
"Brother, can you take me to meet Vizet?"
A childish voice called his name. Vizet looked toward the sound and found a boy talking to Charles Graves.
The boy kept shaking Charles Graves's hand, pleading over and over, until Charles Graves could only nod in the end and lead him by the hand toward Vizet.
Charles Graves looked rather embarrassed. "Vizet, this is my younger brother, Andrew."
"Vizet!" Andrew Graves's eyes shone, his voice full of admiration. "You actually fought such huge Fire Dragons! And more than one Fire Dragon! You're amazing!"
"Hello, Andrew..." Vizet nodded and said gently, "I'm very pleased to meet you."
"It was really everyone's doing. If everyone hadn't helped that day, it wouldn't have been so easy to subdue those Fire Dragons."
"But you weren't hurt..." Children's thinking was sometimes especially simple. Andrew Graves wrinkled his nose and said, "Uncle was hurt..."
"Uncle?" Vizet thought of someone,