The distorted light and shadows around him finally stopped, and deafening cheers and boos flooded Viktor Krum's ears together.
He was hovering above the pitch at the Quidditch World Cup final.
Not far away, Lynch, the Irish Team's Seeker, held up the Golden Snitch and gave him a mocking smile.
A voice roared inside his head, "It was all that referee's fault! He let the Irish Team get away with fouls! Attack him! Make him pay!"
Krum saw the referee's face loom before him, every wrinkle etched with disdain for him.
He instantly lost all reason.
Krum raised his wand, its tip glowing a dangerous red, and aimed it at the illusion of the referee before him.
Meanwhile, atop Hogwarts' Astronomy Tower.
On the magical screen formed from water vapor, the professors saw Krum, his eyes bloodshot, pointing his wand at a reef and frantically gathering magical power.
"Igor, get your student under control!" Madame Maxime shouted anxiously.
Karkaroff sprang to his feet, gripping the railing so tightly with both hands that his knuckles turned white.
The view changed.
The sunlight in the Beauxbatons courtyard suddenly vanished, and the lake began churning violently.
Pheobe saw her sister Gabrielle being dragged toward the center of the lake by an enormous Grindylow. The monster was ten times larger than the ones illustrated in textbooks.
"Help me! Sister! Help me!"
Gabrielle's screams stabbed at Pheobe's heart.
A voice shouted inside her, "Kill it! Protect your family with your strongest spell!"
Pheobe's features contorted.
A ball of silver flame ignited at the tip of her wand, aimed at the lake monster.
On the Astronomy Tower's screen, the professors saw Pheobe facing an empty stretch of water, preparing to unleash an immensely powerful attack spell.
Madame Maxime clenched her fists anxiously, her palms slick with