This time, Harry's prayers went unanswered. The next to appear was Ilvermorny's champion, Jacob Covenas.
To be fair, although all seven male champions this year were fairly good-looking, it was quite easy to rank them if one had to.
And Jacob Covenas was undoubtedly in the top tier.
Harry's situation was rather unusual. In terms of delicate features alone, he was definitely among the best. After all, even now, he could still be mistaken for a pretty girl.
But when it came to masculine good looks, Harry, who was still a little effeminate, ultimately fell short.
Lei Kaiming and Blanco were a little behind, and Horton a little further behind.
As for Krum, without the halo of being the world's current number one Seeker, he really could not be considered outstandingly handsome. Only his gaze could be called sharp.
Although Ron was already very tall, even taller than the Seventh Year students, his face still had some baby fat. He was even a little cute, but handsome and dashing had nothing to do with him.
Well, although Harry was not particularly willing to admit it, when it came to looks, his best mate was undoubtedly at the bottom of the champions' rankings.
The handsome young Corvinus had healthy, wheat-colored skin, slightly dark, seemingly from spending a lot of time in the sun, but it only made him look sunnier.
With large eyes, a high nose, and an ever-present, radiant smile, he easily won people's affection.
Although it was not very obvious with his clothes on, anyone with a reasonably discerning eye could easily tell that Corvinus had a very solid physique.
In that respect, too, he was among the best of the champions.
But the Triwizard Tournament was not a contest of faces or physiques, but of magic. Just how