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Eventually, the feast wound to a close and the food vanished off the golden dishes. Professor Dippet stood up. "Now," he said. "It's time to draw the Champion's names from the Goblet of Fire. If you are chosen as a Champion, please go thru the door at the end of the Hall and wait for the judges to join you."

The Goblet stood on its wooden plinth, the blue flames leaping inside. Then, the flames turned golden and a scrap of parchment flew up into the air. Professor Dippet caught it. "The Champion for Durmstrang," he announced, "Will be Pyotr Bilinskii."

Faina clapped hard; she hadn't really wanted to be Champion that much and was pleased for Pyotr.