tampered with the past

"Assault? Principal McGonagall?" I yelled.

"Don't listen to the crazy girl." Gary Kerner, the prefect of Ravenclaw, wiped the corner of his mouth impatiently with a handkerchief, "It's just a freshman who accidentally used the wrong spell. Got shot in the back off guard, but nothing to worry about, the folks at St Mungo's guaranteed they'd give us a healthy headmaster."

"But I hear the school board has appointed a new principal," interjected Raymond Boot, a fifth grader.

"That's just proxying," Gary Kerner said.

"Acting?" I was confused, "Why should a new acting principal be appointed? Why not be directly represented by the vice-principal? Didn't "Hogwarts: A School History" say..."

"Because of some special circumstances."

"Special case?"

Gary Koner cleared his throat. "Look! This is something only the prefects know, and I'm not sure I should tell you."

"Damn it, don't sell the lawsuit, Gary!"

"Okay, okay, Raymond!" Gary Corner said, "You all know about the Triwizard Tournament, right?"

"If you're talking about the Triwizard Tournament where a group of lunatics risked their lives for a trophy." Elsa's explanation made me suddenly laugh, although no one except me seemed to understand Elsa's humor.

"I thought the Triwizard Tournament had been discontinued for good," said Raymond Boot noncommittally.

"Yes, discontinued, but not permanently."

"You mean..."

Gary Kona puffed out his chest triumphantly: "Considering the imminent situation, the school board's decision is not so strange."

"Shouldn't such an important event be announced at the opening ceremony?" I was puzzled.

Gary Kona shrugged: "It seems to be a temporary decision. Durmstrang has been reluctant to participate. After all, the last Triwizard Tournament cost them the headmaster. I bet the current headmaster must Don’t want this to happen again.”

"But he finally compromised?"

"Ms. Hermione Weasley's credit, she and the headmaster are old acquaintances."

"Ms. Hermione Weasley?" Raymond Boot asked my doubts on my behalf.

"That's right, Ms. Hermione Weasley." Gary Corner seemed to know everything. "That headmaster had passionately pursued her when she was young. Don't you guys ever watch Quidditch?"

"What does that have to do with Quidditch?"

Gary Corner obviously felt that I was beyond reason: "Victor Krum, the former Quidditch hero, the current headmaster of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, don't you know?"

"I don't like Quidditch."

Gary Koner already thinks I'm a monster: "Don't like Quidditch? Who doesn't like Quidditch?"

"Ms. Hermione Granger." Elsa giggled. "My grandmother told me that Ms. Hermione Granger is afraid of flying and all sports related to flying."

"Uh..." Gary Koner and Raymond Boot looked at each other.

Elsa patted me on the shoulder: "It's nothing strange, you are genetic."

"Inherited?" cried Raymond Boot, "so you're a descendant of Ron Weasley and Hermione Weasley?"

Before I could answer, Raymond Boot called out again: "Then why is your surname Malfoy?"

Gary Kona seemed to be driven mad by our group: "Raymond, you idiot, you are a shame for Ravenclaw. The whole wizarding world, except you, doesn't know. The Weasley family My daughter and the only child of the Malfoy family, as long as you are not deaf, you will hear such a sensational news."

Raymond Boot seemed to want to defend himself, but Gary Koner didn't give him a chance: "I heard you never met your grandmother, is that true?"

Such an abrupt question made me forget how to answer it for a moment, and I stared at him blankly, although I couldn't see anything.

"You'll see her soon." Gary Kona patted my head abruptly, "Your grandmother, Ms. Hermione Weasley, has been appointed as an agent during the Triwizard Tournament headmaster."

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