The Competition 1

Draco relaxed in the bathtub, lazily twirling his legs as he pondered over the earlier announcement. The voice of the Refinement God had pervaded every single corner of the Treasury, so he was certain that everyone had heard it. 

He was wondering if others would actually come to compete? At first glance, the answer should obviously be 'Yes', but Draco would disagree. After all, he had spent a great amount of time back then going from village to village, enlightening the denizens within regardless of their status. 

To enlighten others, he needed to possess something they did not and he had perfectly displayed that in every single village. Not to mention that his actions showed extreme benevolence and understanding, they should feel indebted, no?