Rohan and Kiba's newest gag on the Durmstrang kids was complete genius.  The two pranksters were in the Hogsmeade shop of Honeydukes, purchasing two dozen chocolate wands.  They snickered as Rohan pulled out a few galleons from his pants pocket and handing them to the storekeeper.  Rohan received a small handful of sickles and knuts in return.  "Thank you!" Rohan shouted as Attwood and himself exited the shop.

They had devised an excellent plan for the Tetra Wizard Tournament guests housed in the cellars of Hogwarts.  Rohan and Kiba headed back to the school, housing the chocolate wands in the duffel bag Han carried on his vertically challenged shoulders.  

They didn't call him King for no reason.  For one, his middle name was Arthur, similarly to the leader of the knights of the round table, and he also was known as the supreme overlordcof the prank world, among other master pranksters.  Namely Kiba.  They planned on assembling more allies in case something went wrong, like a visit to the headmaster's office or a confrontation from a Durmstrang student.  All was going to plan.

Kiba trailed after his partner in crime, whistling tunelessly as they made their way to the Durmstrang dormatories. This was going to be great. They would cause confusion and make a lot of people annoyed if they could pull it off. Which they would, heck, why wouldn't they be able to? Unless someone catches them in the act, which is highly likely. Come to think of it, they probably wouldn't be able to switch many wands, people usually had theirs on them at all times. Perhaps Rohan had another idea or something up his sleeve, but Kiba was kind of stumped, he wasn't the brightest crayon in the pack after all.

"Rohan, I think there is a flaw in our plan." Kiba blurted, stopping in his tracks and looking at the back of the other boys head. "I mean, it's great and all and really quite simple. Get in, switch the wands, get out. But, what if there are people in there? Or if we don't find any wands to swap? Or what if.." He paused, trying to think of what else could go wrong in their great plan. "Nope, I got nothing." He said suddenly, waving his arms in the air. "But seriously, we either need to improvise and improve how we're going to do this, or we need more people. Diversions and such."