Sirius Black:
I don't have much time, Harry, so let's get right to it. Did you or did you not put your name into the Goblet of Fire?
Harry:
No!
Sirius Black:
Shh. I had to ask. Now tell me about this dream of yours. You mentioned Wormtail and Voldemort, but who was the third man in the room?
Harry:
I dunno.
Sirius Black:
You didn't hear a name?
Harry:
No. Voldemort was giving him a job to do. Something important.
Sirius Black:
And what was that?
Harry:
He wants... me. I don't know why, but he was going to use this man to get to me. But, I mean, it was only a dream, right?
Sirius Black:
Yes... it's just a dream. Look, Harry, the Death Eaters at the world cup; your name rising out of the Goblet of Fire; these are not just coincidences! Hogwarts isn't safe anymore.
Harry:
What are you saying?
Sirius Black:
I'm saying the devils are inside the walls. Igor Karkaroff. He was a Death Eater and no one, *no one* stops being a Death Eater. Then there's Barty Crouch. Heart of stone, sent his own son to Azkaban.
Harry:
Do you think one of them put my name in the Goblet?
Sirius Black:
I haven't a clue who put your name in the Goblet, Harry, but whoever did is no friend to you. People die in this tournament.
Harry:
I'm not ready for this, Sirius!
Harry:
You don't have a choice
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