The Final Task

Lisbeth Evans is a student attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry currently in her sixth year. It is finally Hogwarts' turn to host the much anticipated Triwizard Tournament. But did the Tournament go too far this year? Will it ever let students compete again after Lisbeth does the unthinkable?

As for the competition, this is the kind of fanfic where you explore the life of a character only mentioned in the original story, but never had a chance to meet. In this case, this is about the last Triwizard tournament held before the one Harry Potter competes in, although I am tweaking the timeline from the 1700's to a much later year. I'm calling this SpinOff fanfic (original, I know). Hope you enjoy it :)


8. The Poem

Be careful where you tread, 
it will bring you dread
to slip on the ice,
that scatters little mice.

Where warmth is scarce, 
and the wind is hoarse
come dear friend, 
I shall see you at the other end. 


"What the blazing stars is this about" exclaimed Lisbeth. 
When she had received the poem she read and re-read it about eight times and it still made no sense whatsoever. 
"Well, it definitely says it will be cold. Maybe something to do with the lake?" Leon said as he took a huge bite out of his Sheppards Pie. 
"Mice don't exactly live on lakes" commented Adrian "but then again maybe its symbolic for something"
"Go on then" 
"Well maybe it's symbolic for people. How there is something out there so huge that people are dwarfed by it." 
"Wait, are you trying to say that there will be a Yeti in the Second Task?" asked Lisbeth, spilling some of her pumpkin juice onto herself. 
"Well no, but it sounds about right. Fits in with the cold landscape too." answered Adrian 
"Oh you're right. We do have Alps next to the castle. Well that's great, Stoyanov has a huge advantage already, bet they have Yeti's in Bulgaria." said Leon 
"I don't know anything about Yeti's!" shrieked Lisbeth 
"Calm down you have almost two whole months until the task, you'll be fine" said Adrian
"Yeah, they might not have Yetis but I am one hundred percent certain it will be on the Alps. It will probably be freezing." Leon added
"I'm just going to go to the library to research how to break magical contracts" Lisbeth said, leaving dinner early. 

Leon was spending a lot more time in the Gryffindor common room, Lisbeth could guess why. He was obviously attracted to Penelope and she was attracted to Leon, but neither of them were talking to each other out of shyness. Very unlike either of them. Emilia, however was spending less and less time in the Gryffindor common room. Not because of Danyil, no, but because he had found somebody more interesting than her and now Emilia had neither her old friends nor Danyil so she spent most of her time in the library either studying or socialising with her friends in Hufflepuff. Lisbeth noticed not being 'the better one' did not suit Emilia. It felt satisfying. Lisbeth was leaving the common room to go talk to Jeanette who was in the Beauxbatons carriage outside the castle. Lisbeth put on two sweaters, thick boots and a coat and trudged her way to the carriage. 
Knocking on the door, she thanked fate that Jeanette was the one who answered the door, who stared wide eyed at Lisbeth 
"What eez it?" she whispered 
"Nothing, just wanted to talk to you and walk around the castle" 
"In this weather? You must be very motivated, Lisbethe" 
"Do you want to go or not?" 
Jeanette bit her lip. 
"Ok, I will be out soon" she replied 
After waiting twenty minutes Jeanette came out bundled in warm clothing and carrying some bottles of foaming butterbeer.
"Just what I needed, thank you" smiled Lisbeth 
After about an hour of merry conversation, Lisbeth finally brought up the topic of the second task. 
"So, have you read the poem yet?" asked Lisbeth 
Jeanette slowed her pace and kept her eyes on the floor, it looked like she was about to break down in tears. 
"Jeanette?" said Lisbeth, putting an arm around her "what is it? What's wrong?" 
"I can't tell you anything, Lisbethe. I want to, I really do and I know what eet is but I can't." Jeanette sobbed 
Lisbeth froze
"You know what the second task is, for certain?" 
"Yes, but I can't tell you." 
"Why not?" asked Lisbeth, hurt.
"Monsieur Robideau eez a good man. Very good. But sometimes I theenk I hate him." said Jeanette, sitting down on a patch of snow "he put a silencing charm on me so zat I can't tell anyone anytheeng about ze second task." 
Lisbeth was dumbfounded. 
"A silencing charm? That must be against the law...I can...I can look into it for you" 
"No, eet is not in France" Jeanette sighed 
"Well I can tell you my theory and you can tell me if I'm right or wrong" said Lisbeth, explaining her Yeti theory. 
Jeanette''s eyes looked blank and glassy when Lisbeth asked her if she was wrong or right. 
"I'm sorry Lisbethe, I really cannot say anytheeng."
Disappointed, Lisbeth took a huge swig of her butterbeer and continued to chat with Jeanette about nonsense. 

Hey guys, I'm interested to know what your own theories are about the poem. Comment below what you think the second task will be! No spoilers, you will find out in the next chapter.







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