Alice had been the very first person to put her name into the cup. With arrogant confidence, she was certain that her name would be chosen from the rest. Now, butterflies in her stomach confirmed that the Headmistress had indeed called her name. Without a moment's delay, she stood and gracefully strode across the hall, and into the back room.

Already inside was a representative of the Ministry of Magic, the Hogwarts headmaster, and the Hogwarts champion, Anthony Stuart. She extended a hand to the representative. "'Ello," she greeted.

Turning to the Headmaster of Hogwarts, she did the same. "'Ello, pruvezzor," she said with a confident smile, knowing full well that they were all likely to be inwardly laughing at her accent.

Alice eyed Anthony up and down suspiciously, but said nothing. Instead, she leaned against the wall, facing the door, waiting for the Durmstrang Champion. When she came in, Alice stepped forward and offered her hand, the situation being too formal for [i]faire la bise.[/i] "'Ello, ah... Beatrice?" she asked, having been unable to hear her name being called over the cheering and foot stomping.