Originally Posted by Fedir Shevchenko

Fedir had sat in silence during his entirety in the grandstands. After a long day of watching is alma mater's dismal performance, he and the rest of the judges to their leave to discuss the results and score each task. Returning to the grandstand with an official looking piece of parchment clutched between his black gloved hands, the tall man took out his wand and held it against his throat.

"Results for first round of competition are in. First place, Hogvarts School of Vitchcraft and Vizardry vith 91 points. Second place, Durmstrang Institute vith 68 points. Third place, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic vith 64 points." The parchment in his hands was then folded up and placed in his breast pocket. "Next round of competition vill be held late spring. Hrandstand vill close soon. Everyone valk back to Hogwarts in orderly fashion. Students from Durmstrang Institute and Beauxbatons should speak vith respective Headmasters about lodging arrangements."

And now the Ukranian was done speaking and gave those still in the grandstands a respectable bow to signal as such. His wand returned to its holster and he began to make his way out of the stands immediately.