The Three Hundred and Thirty-Second: The Triwizard Tournament Ends and Dumbledore's Concerns

Krum finally got his wand back, along with his jeans, which had been reduced to rags.

After casting a Reparo, he also drank a Light Potion.

Wearing the jeans, Krum staggered forward.

And, yes, he gave himself a shark nose again.

All that remained was the self-casting harpy, wearing black boxer briefs printed with Krum's face.

Ilvas also drank a Light Potion. After briefly hesitating at each fork in the path, he sped onward.

By now, both of them were steadily approaching the finish line—the maze's exit.

Outside the maze, their families watched the pitch-black labyrinth while occasionally glancing at the giant screen.

Finally, Mr. Weasley's voice rang out. "Krum is the first to run out of the maze! I have to say, those muscles of his gave him a tremendous advantage.

Ilvas is right behind him!"

The competition was over.

All that remained was the lengthy award ceremony, which not many people were interested in.

Madame Maxime looked as though her smile might dislocate her jaw.

After releasing Fleur and handing her over to Ryan, she threw herself into Hagrid's arms.

Harry suspected that if Hagrid wanted a frog from the moon right now,

Madame Maxime would fly there on a broomstick without a second thought.

Krum, meanwhile, covered his chest awkwardly. He seemed deeply regretful that he had forgotten to have the harpy bring him his torn undershirt and robes as well.

Now, he was surrounded by his parents and his former dance partner—the Slytherin girl.

He had no chance to put on any clothes at all.

The girl seemed very pleased with Krum.

But Harry suspected it was more likely because she had learned that Krum was still a virgin.

Krum's parents keeping him from getting dressed was probably for the same reason.

They had noticed the