The Shadow hands
A huge upset had occurred in the arena, it was something the others hadn't expected. One of the favourites from the first years had been defeated, and what was worst, the others weren't even able to see how it was done.
"That's impossible!" Burnie said, standing up from his seat. At the same time, he banged the side of his armchair. It briefly went up in flames before the whole side of the thing burnt to a crisp.
It was amazing how quick it was disappeared as to not affect the whole chair.
"Calm down!" Oscar demanded. Burnie was always a hot-headed fool, and he knew this bet was a bad idea. However, even Oscar didn't think this would be the final outcome. So he allowed for it to continue.
"Can't you see?" Said Burnie. "That kid, he didn't just win, but there isn't even a single scratch on him."