Originally Posted by The Narrator

Suddenly, the hedgerows thin out to give the audience in the Stands a view of the action but the champions cannot see or even hear your cheers.

Grab a pair of binoculars or even a pair of omnioculars so that you can watch the action as it unfolds.

On what used to be the Quidditch Pitch, you gasp as thick, shrubbery walls sprout out of the ground and several, large trees offer shade. You cannot help but notice that a fully-grown clabbert is swinging back and forth on the branches. Not far off, a big-eyed, brownish weasel seems to be chasing what seem like little sticks.

It seems as if none of the creatures are aware of the three champions that have emerged into the field... yet.