"Harry Potter?" called Dumbledore.
"HARRY! Do 당신 know what 당신 got yourself into?!" I shouted at Harry. We were in the Great Hall. The Goblet of 불, 화재 just chose the three- Well, now, FOUR champions of the Triwizard Tournament.
"How did 당신 get over the age line, Harry? How did 당신 do it?!" asked Ron enthusiastically. He looked quite shocked. EVERYBODY knows that now the wizarding age is 17 to compete in the Triwizard tournament. But somehow.... he managed to get in.
"What were 당신 thinking, Harry? 당신 can't be able to 십자가, 크로스 the Age line! Dumbledore made it himself!" squealed Hermione....

I watched her, grazing slowly, as if she had no care in the world. She moved along, obviously not seeing me, and stopped. Looking in the direction I was in, I froze. But it wasn't me who startled her. I heard a low growling behind me. Fortunately, it wasn't her who was in danger. It was me. I turned around slowly, lasso in hand. And it attacked. It was a wolf, who was, in fact, rather skinny. Probably looking for some prey. Thinking quickly, I twirled my lasso and tossed it just so it landed around that skinny wolf's neck. I yanked it tight. Then, a blur of red 밤나무 and white cleared the...