The Triwizard Tournament was absolutely the most wonderful thing in the Wizard World.
Harry thought so from the bottom of his heart at that moment. The corners of his mouth had practically reached his ears, and he could not bring them down no matter what he did.
Qiu had already run off-all the way back to the Castle. She had not even stayed to watch the scoring afterward. Clearly, kissing under the gaze of several thousand people in the arena-even if only the few dozen nearby had actually seen it-was still a little too thrilling for her.
Harry had really wanted to chase after her, but he had been stopped. He still had to wait to see the final scores.
Of course, even if Harry had chased after her, he would not have caught her. Qiu had already dashed back to the Common Room. Harry did not have the ability to solve the riddle to Ravenclaw's Common Room...
While Harry was still standing there grinning foolishly, the Tournament Committee finally finished discussing the scores for the first round.
A gigantic magical Viewing Screen appeared in the middle of the arena to display the Champions' scores.
The Viewing Screen was remarkable. No matter which direction people looked at it from, the text faced them. That was truly magical; at least, Harry had never seen anything with a similar display function in the Muggle world.
The Champions' names were listed in order of appearance, and each of the seven headteachers had a scoring vote. The United Kingdom's Ministry of Magic, which was assisting the hosts, also had one, but Crouch, Umbridge, and Bagman shared it.
Crouch looked listless, while Umbridge and Bagman were still arguing heatedly even now.
The scoring had begun, however.
First up was Julianne Sirtute of Castelobruxo.
Bagman spoke