Hoare forced a polite fake smile, "Thanks, but no thanks. I may like Quidditch, but I don't like you."

"We've already tossed our names into the Goblet. I'm quite looking forward to it—bringing glory to the school, you know."

Krum curiously asked, "Don't you want to join the tournament, Hoare?"

Krum didn't seem to wait for Hoare's answer, pulling out his change of clothes as he stood up, saying, "Forgot you're not seventeen yet, that damn restriction. But no worries, if you want to give it a shot, maybe I can help you..."