The second task was once again scored by seven judges, with the scores added to the running total.
Tris had placed first and second in the two tasks, putting him first overall. Krum, who had originally held the lead, had taken too long in the second task. Even with Karkaroff shamelessly skewing the scores in his favor, he had still dropped to third.
Harry had placed third before, and he was third again this time-Pheobe had arrived slightly ahead of him. But his score this round was only a little lower than hers, while his score in the previous round had been considerably higher, putting him second overall.
Pheobe had come last in the first round, losing too much ground. Even though she had placed second in the second round, her score was not much higher than Harry's or Krum's, so she remained last overall.
Pheobe did not seem particularly bothered by that.
Tris grumbled inwardly, The French really are pretty laid-back. They take winning and losing in stride. But come to think of it, why does this girl care so much about losing to me?
Could it be that old Anglo-French rivalry acting up?
Champions were exempt from homework, which suited Tris perfectly. He had long since mastered everything in the fourth-year curriculum that he considered useful. As for the useless stuff... why bother with it if it was useless?
Apart from Ancient Runes, Tris now picked and chose which classes he attended.
The downside was that several professors were unhappy about his frequent absences. The upside was that, despite the Grind Dog System's brutally intense training, Tris finally had time to research magic on his own.
He could also use his needs as a champion as an excuse to ask the professors questions that would normally have