Lift the cup?
Who would lift the cup?
Fleur and Krum exchanged a glance, understanding each other without a word.
"Klein, you should be the one to lift the cup."
"A loss is a loss. I have nothing to say."
After a few seconds of silence, the two, both still reeling from the punishment the goat-headed monster had put them through, spoke in unison.
"No, no. I arrived later. The cup belongs to you."
To Klein's surprise, Klein was quite modest and showed no interest in lifting the cup.
"In that case..."
Fleur pressed her lips together and looked at Krum.
"Krum, you had a chance to lift the cup. If you hadn't saved me, you'd already have been the first to finish the trial. The cup..."
Before she could finish, Krum interrupted her, feigning impatience.
"Quit talking nonsense. Saving you was my choice, and it had nothing to do with you. By rights, you were the first to reach the center of the maze. The cup is yours."
Krum shot her a sidelong look, his face full of annoyance.
Hmm.
A textbook tsundere~
Outside the maze.
"What a moving scene! The three champions are standing right before the Goblet of Fire, yet they've resisted its temptation.
"Friendship first, competition second.
"This moment alone has made this year's Triwizard Tournament truly meaningful!"
Bagman's voice rose several notches, brimming with excitement.
They competed with one another, supported one another, and yielded to one another.
What could be more "positive"?
The light of righteousness shone upon the earth!
"What an idiot!"
Still, not everyone was pleased to see this scene.
Watching Krum yield in the Light Screen, Karkaroff was furious.
So all his preparations had been for nothing?
To help Krum take down Fleur Delacour in the Third Trial, he'd spent nearly