I've got love for you if you were born in the noughties.

One did not become an overachiever without knowing something. Danica was not surprised to hear the girl was smart, but she still shrugged as though it meant nothing to her.

"It would probably be a boring tournament if all the champions were stupid," she mused. "Besides, we at Durmstrang are not idiots."

"You know, Naomi, I think you and I could become great friends."

Naomi shrugged, a slightly malicious smile forming on her face, though she maaged to pass it off as her usual mysterious aura instead. "Oh, I don't know. At least one stupid champion may be entertaining to watch running around." It would probably be a Hogwarts student if there were one...

Danica said that Durmstrang students were not idiots and Naomi nodded. "You all seemed to have some sense about you." For once, Naomi felt that she was actually be as sincere as someone like herself could be. It was true, she had envied the discipline that the Durmstrang students had exuded...

Danica said that she and Naomi could be good friends. Again, Naomi smiled the smile that did not actually exist. In the sense of friends that Naomi had, where they were friends in every way except that Naomi did not harbor any sincere or true affections for the person, Danica fit nicely. "Yes, I do see that in the realm of possibility."