Grindelwald's previously calm expression turned peculiar the moment he heard the question. His eyes revealed a hint of surprise and confusion, as if Hoare had asked an utterly ridiculous question.

Hoare bit his lip and hesitantly asked, "No, I mean, if someone wants me to enter the tournament, who do you think it would be?"

Grindelwald squinted slightly, a faint, elusive smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Of course you can. If you ask me, you should go up there, defeat everyone, and take the Goblet of Fire."

Grindelwald's tone was filled with confidence and pride, as if he had absolute faith in Hoare's abilities.