What was that? He had to do something today, something... important... but what? He scrolled around his files and memos, but he could not find anything. He looked around his office as if the solution would magically appear out of nowhere then returning to the papers he had on his desks. But none of them mentioned any meeting, any obligation or task he had scheduled for tonight. He needed a secretary... But well, since he could not remember it wasn't probably THAT important. He leaned back into his chair and just as he was about to turn the television set he had smuggled in from his home, he hear a commotion outside. Good thing his window had a good view. He limped to the large window behind his desk and noticed a lot of people and two extremely large vehicles outside. Now, what was that?
Oh, no, wait... that was his task! The Triwizard Tournament is being held this year and somehow, Hogwarts was host... again. You could deduce that the others schools did not have the facilities... but maybe this was better - he did not have to travel. He was supposed to greet them down there, wasn't he? Oh, jolly good! Sighing, he took his cane and limped down.
The hallways were unusually empty, which meant that he will be digging through bodies of students down there. He limped slowly (not that he could limp a lot faster, even if he tried) and he wasn't concerned. They would wait a little, so what?
As soon as he landed on the grounds, he wished to return back. Where did all these people come from? Does his school really have that many students? Oh, bloody hell. He sighed and pointed his cane to his vocal chords. ''Hear ye! Hear ye! I welcome ye all to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!'', he said, using Sonorus. ''Now, you all probably know why you are here and I can see that you are starting to know each other - that's good... get to know your enemies and their weaknesses... my little darlings!'', he commented with a mischievous smile. ''Now, I could let you all stay here in the open and rather coll weather and allow Red to cause a havoc, but what kind of host would I be then? I do not know where the Headmasters of the French and Russian... or was it Bulgarian? I never managed to locate that school in the first place, but never mind. I can't locate them, so... if they can't hear them messages I have sendest, tell them to organize their pupils and prepare for that shocking arrival they always seem to do! I think that is all... I am not planning on holding a long speech, nor am I planning on making it out here. Now, is everyone ready to get inside or?'' , he asked and put his cane back on the ground.