Harry arrived at the meeting room and spotted Sirius Black at first glance.
He gave Sirius Black a huge hug. "Sirius! I knew it would be you!"
"Mrs. Weasley! Bill!" Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of familiar figures and cried out in delight, "This is wonderful!"
"Harry!" Mrs. Weasley said warmly. "We wanted to come watch your match."
Bill shook Harry's hand. "Charlie told me all about it. You did very well in the first task!"
"This is all thanks to me!" Sirius Black said, patting his chest. "M.S.C. was coming over to set up the 'Revealing Projection Screen'..."
"I could come along with the M.S.C. staff, so I gave my spot to Molly. I thought you'd want to see them too."
The Champions poured in one after another, making the meeting room even livelier.
"Brother, can you introduce me to Wizet?"
Hearing his name called out in a childish voice, Wizet turned toward it and saw a boy talking to Charles Graves.
The boy kept shaking Charles Graves' hand and begging over and over. In the end, Charles Graves could only nod and lead the boy over to Wizet.
Charles Graves looked a little embarrassed. "Wizet, this is my younger brother, Andrew."
"Wizet!" Andrew Graves' eyes shone with admiration. "You actually fought such huge dragons! And more than one dragon! You're incredible!"
"Hello, Andrew..." Wizet nodded and said gently, "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"It was everyone's effort, really. If everyone hadn't helped that day, subduing those dragons wouldn't have been so easy."
"But you weren't even hurt..." Children sometimes had remarkably simple ways of thinking. Andrew Graves wrinkled his nose. "Uncle got hurt..."
"Uncle?" Wizet thought of someone and looked at Charles Graves. "You mean Mr. Liam Graves?"
"That's right..." Charles Graves