The Trap Behind the Cup

Clementine bit her lip tightly as she watched Wade and Harry talking beside the Triwizard Cup through the trees.

Driven onward by the Cheetah Golem, she had kept circling around—and then, in the blink of an eye, she had actually found the Cup!

But she had clearly arrived too late. The other two had reached it before her. Yet instead of picking up the Triwizard Cup, they wore grave expressions, as though they were having some urgent conversation.

Clementine's fingertips dug deeply into her palms.

Something was wrong. Everything about this was far too wrong!

Why had Wade Gray's Golem guided her to where the Cup was?

Could that Golem have betrayed Gray?

But... even if that alchemical creation had betrayed its maker, could it really help her?

Clementine's memory did not last only seven seconds. Of course she clearly remembered that she had no basis for mutual assistance with that cheetah. On the contrary, she had killed its companion right in front of it!

But...

Her chance to become champion was right before her. No matter how she got the Cup, as long as she touched it lightly, it would mean that she had defeated Wade Gray!

The temptation was as alluring as poison. Clementine could not help raising her Wand and murmuring:

"Accio Cup!"

"Accio Triwizard Cup!"

Yet the golden Cup did not move at all. It had clearly been placed under a counter-charm.

That made sense. The tournament organizers should not have made such a careless mistake.

Clementine could not help feeling slightly dejected.

Even though Wade and Harry showed no sign of guarding against their surroundings, she did not think a sneak attack now would let her defeat both of them successfully.

But...

Had that cheetah brought her here just to let her witness her own