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Arth watched as the death eaters and the two riddles disapperated away before giving the order to retreat to his dementors.

He then summoned the triwizard cup to his hand which eventually teleported him away again.

When the world was no longer swirling around, he had appeared at the beginning of the maze. People all around him started to cheer.

"AND THE CHAMPION OF THE TRIWIZARD TOURNAMENT IS ARTHUR KINGSCROWN OF HOGWARTS!!!!!!"

Arth gave the crowd a wave with a smile before beckoning to Dumbledore.

Raising an eyebrow, Dumbledore calmly walked over like the old man he was before giving Arth a pat on the back.

"Good job my boy," he said with a twinkle in his eyes. "Quite a wonderful victory. I had no doubt that someone of your caliber would struggle much in the third trial."

"Thank you professor but I wish to report that Voldemort has risen again," quietly reported Arth while calmly smiling at the crowd still.

"Wha-"

"Triwizard cup was a port key but it was bewitched to send me somewhere else. A graveyard. The Riddle gravestone."

"Huh-"

"The evidence will arrive in your office later. I had someone take pictures."

"I-"

"Come on old man, smile. We don't want to cause a mass panic and have people call us senile now do we?"

Leaving the slightly bewildered Dumbledore behind, Arth went to claim his prize.