In front of the Goblet of Fire, light and shadow flickered across Dumbledore's face.
He pointed to the door behind the staff table.
"Listen, once a champion's name is announced, please go into the next room. The champions will receive their initial instructions there."
Then Dumbledore took out his wand and swept it gracefully above his head.
At once, the thousands of candles overhead went out, leaving only a little lingering light from the jack-o'-lanterns.
The Great Hall suddenly fell into a half-lit gloom.
Right on cue, the Goblet of Fire shone dazzlingly, sending blue-white flames shooting toward the vaulted ceiling.
Everyone held their breath.
The next moment, the flames suddenly turned red again, scattering sparks with sharp crackles.
A tongue of flame leaped into the air, and a scorched piece of parchment flew out of it.
Dumbledore snatched the parchment out of the air, his brilliant blue eyes beneath his half-moon glasses fixed on the name written on it.
He read it out clearly.
"The champion for Durmstrang, Viktor Krum."
As his words rang out, applause and cheers from the Durmstrang students and some of the young Gryffindor wizards swept through the Great Hall.
Ron practically jumped three feet into the air, his face scarlet and the freckles on his nose standing out more clearly.
"I knew it would be him!"
Krum rose from the Gryffindor table and walked listlessly toward Dumbledore.
Karkaroff nodded at him in satisfaction. Instead of his usual oily tone, he spoke in a booming voice.
"Wonderful, Viktor! You make me proud!"
Looking rather listless, Krum walked along the High Table and through the door into the next room.
The applause and chatter gradually died down, and everyone's attention returned to the Goblet of Fire.
Before long, the blue-white flames in the Goblet of Fire