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Prof. Albus Percival Wolfric Brian Dumbledore was not having a good day and it wasn't just because he had been forced to sign his full name on more than one document that evening. Many people knew he was the one responsible for bringing back the Tri-Wizard Tournament and now three out the four Champions were seriously injured. Victor Krum was on the Durmstrang ship being treated for both the physical and mental trauma suffered after he had received a rather thorough rogering by an amorous dragon.

Cedric Diggory had made the foolish mistake of using a self-transformation charm while being covered in pixie dust. Any Master of either Transfiguration or Care of Magical Creatures could tell you that pixie dust acts as a catalyst and makes the transformation permanent. The fact that neither Cedric nor his girlfriend were anywhere close to having Masters certifications slipped Dumbledore's mind. Oh well, at least he chose to become one of … those… types of vampires and will be able to go about during the daylight. Too bad about the whole erectile dysfunction problem, though. Oh well, I'm sure he and Miss Chang will come up with some sort of work around, Dumbledore mused.

The third Champion who had been seriously injured was the reason his Deputy Headmistress was in his office yelling at him. "Have you gone completely senile?! What were you thinking allowing dragons to be used?!" McGonagall demanded sharply. "Had that beast's spike been two inches to the left, we would be burying one of my cubs! If Lilly were still alive, she would have your scrotum as a coin purse," she yelled. DUmbledore wisely stayed silent on the fact that after over 180 years, his family jewels had sagged enough that Lily would be able to make not only a coin purse, but a full sized briefcase as well.

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