Continuing to tug Kingston along, the two of them finally made it to where the goblet thingy was. Well, it was definitely different then what she had been expecting. Not the fact that there were people standing around and watching others put in their name, but the goblet thing. Why couldn't the fire looking part be green, hmm? Blue was so...blue-ish. Meh.

Letting go of the young Gryffindor, Evelyn leaned up against the wall and crossed her arms, staring at the goblet. "I so wish I could put my name in." she muttered, sighing at the idea of being Hogwarts Champion. Why couldn't the tournament take place in a few years?