Dinner was more lavish than usual, but Albert barely ate before hurriedly finishing and returning to the dormitory for his final preparations.
After dinner, everyone would head straight to the Quidditch Pitch, leaving him no time for any last-minute preparations.
Honestly, the arrangement was rather unreasonable, but that was simply how things were.
When Albert had changed into his Dragonhide Robes and returned to the Great Hall, Dumbledore happened to rise from beside the Teacher's Table and raised a hand for silence.
"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes, I will ask everyone to proceed to the Quidditch Pitch to watch the final event of the Triwizard Tournament." Dumbledore's gaze swept across the hall, lingering briefly on the Champions before finally settling on Albert, who had just returned. He continued, "Now, Champions, please follow Mrs. Bones to the Quidditch Pitch first."
Albert glanced at the other Champions before turning and leaving the hall.
When Amelia Bones saw the outrageously luxurious Dragonhide Robes Albert was wearing, she frowned. "What is this...?"
"An advertisement for Elegant Wizarding Apparel." Albert shrugged. "I wore this for the First Task too. It obviously doesn't violate the rules."
Amelia Bones frowned even more deeply. She felt that Albert could easily win the Triwizard Tournament even without wearing such excessively flamboyant clothes. And what was this about advertising Elegant Wizarding Apparel?
Why had no one told her about it?
Amelia Bones still hoped the competition could be as fair as possible, especially when Albert already held such an overwhelming advantage. In the end, however, she made no comment on the matter. This was clearly a problem Ludo Bagman had left behind.
When the Champions followed Amelia Bones into the Quidditch Pitch, they were startled to find that the place had been completely transformed.
Twenty-foot-high hedges enclosed the edges