After Old Barty Crouch took away Ludo Bagman, who had tried to slack off, the Champions' expressions finally stopped looking so grave.
The Ilvermorny Champions did not keep heading outside. Led by Charles Graves, they walked up to Vizet.
"We..." Charles Graves pursed his lips and said in an extremely complicated tone, "We actually didn't know Headmistress Piqueri would do that."
"After Headmistress Piqueri announced we were taking part in the Five Champions Tournament, I was hoping you would become Hogwarts's Champion... and then we'd defeat Hogwarts head-on and win the Five Champions Tournament!"
"Even when the Goblet of Fire took an unexpected turn just now, before we went into that room, I still thought you would become one of the Champions... I never expected something like this to happen..."
"I actually didn't take it to heart, and I hope you won't either," Vizet said with a smile. "As Champions, the thing we should be thinking about most right now is still how to complete the trials."
"The Triwizard Tournament can only be held once every five years. The opportunity is extremely rare... If you let something like this trouble you and fail to achieve the results you want, that would be too regrettable, wouldn't it?"
"But..." Charles Graves answered, then stopped himself.
"If you're worried about what happened tonight... I personally think the page has already been turned." Vizet spread his hands. "Then there's no need to bring it up again. Let the past stay in the past!"
"This matter is Durmstrang and Ilvermorny's fault..." Fleur Delacour's voice rang out. Behind her were the other two Beauxbatons Champions.
There was a trace of disbelief in her tone. "Mr. Lovegood, in other words... you plan to hide this?"
"Personally, I think 'hide' is a bit too serious a word," Vizet