When Vizet aimed his Wand at the Trophy, it was not just Karkaroff—all the students from the various Magic Schools grew restless.
The scene where Vizet had parted the Black Lake had simply left far too deep an impression on them;
The key was that Vizet had not done much back then either. He had not used any especially complicated casting technique, yet the Black Lake had followed the path of his waving Wand and split in two as if a curtain had been drawn apart.
The moment Vizet lowered his Wand, quite a few spectators, Karkaroff included, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Looks like Lovegood will have to wait..." Ludo Bagman said, a hint of regret in his tone. "He'll need the help of the other Champions before he can lift the Trophy smoothly."
After confirming that the Trophy had not been tampered with, that the Portkey Charm inside had no transfer point, and that it would go to the Champion podium as soon as the conditions were met, Vizet stopped dwelling on it. He conjured an armchair and sat down.
He took the Metal Tag from his pocket and once again began studying the Dark Mark stored inside it.
At that moment, Vizet looked like a student studying on his own in the library, with an indescribable air of calm and leisure.
"Why does it feel like..." Terry Boot, who usually liked reading comics, did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Vizet's style is different from the other Champions?"
Michael Corner looked at the screen panels below, then at the one showing Vizet, and nodded in deep agreement. "It really is, but I'm not surprised at all!"
After the Champions from the various Magic Schools discovered that their surroundings had changed, they each contacted their companions