"Did something happen, Daph?" Seeing the strange expression on Daphne's face as she ate at the Slytherin table, Asterion asked curiously.
"It's nothing." Daphne shook her head, not mentioning Rose's odd behavior. She had thought about her encounter with Rose all night and realized that Rose was deliberately trying to get her attention.
This made the Slytherin queen's lips twitch unnaturally. An absurd idea crossed her mind: was Rose seducing her? But she dismissed that thought as soon as it appeared.
The idea was so absurd that she couldn't even imagine it, but no matter how she looked at it, Rose seemed to be seducing her. This left her with so many questions that it affected her current behavior.
Seeing Daphne like this, Asterion remained silent and didn't ask what was bothering her. Everyone has secrets, even couples.
Privacy was necessary for a healthy marriage in the future. As long as it didn't affect their marriage, Asterion couldn't be bothered to ask about it.
But Daphne's next words surprised Asterion.
"We need to talk about something later," she said, her tone a whisper so only the two of them could hear.
Although he didn't know why she was being so secretive, Asterion nodded and went back to eating.
"The twelve schools of Magic and Wizardry arrived at Hogwarts today. I can't wait to see their faces when they see Hogwarts!" Tracey, sitting next to Theodore, said excitedly. Her voice didn't hide the presumption and pride of being a student at one of the top three schools of magic and wizardry in the world.
But this arrogance and presumption weren't exclusive to Tracey; it was something all the students, regardless of their house, shared. They all took pride in being Hogwarts students.
"I went to the Quidditch stadium, and it was full of reporters from all over the world waiting for the arrival of all twelve magical schools," Theodore added after Tracey, his expression somewhat sad. Even though he knew he couldn't have been chosen to represent Slytherin, he still tried and failed miserably to gather the support of Slytherin members.
Seeing his friend's desolate expression, Blaise rolled his eyes. Although he also wanted to be Slytherin's representative, he spared himself the humiliation of being rejected by everyone, something Theodore achieved gloriously.
"But one thing is obvious to everyone at Hogwarts," Tracey suddenly said, drawing everyone's attention at the table. She raised her arm and clenched her fist, shouting.
"Hogwarts will win!"
What followed was, naturally, all the students in the Great Hall cheering excitedly.
"Hogwarts will win!" Regardless of their house, everyone shouted in unison.
This was the one thing everyone agreed on, no matter how many enemies they had—Hogwarts would win!
The professors at the head table merely nodded in satisfaction at the scene. It was truly heartwarming to see everyone united in their determination to win. Dumbledore also had a smile on his lips as he stroked his long white beard.
Previously, he had been hesitant to hold such a large tournament at Hogwarts, preferring the traditional Triwizard Tournament, but seeing the scene before him, he realized how wrong he had been. The children in front of him were not old like him; they had a desire to prove themselves to the whole world.
"I can already predict that things will be noisy for a long time," Daphne whispered with a smile, seeing all the Slytherins excited regardless of their age.
"That's good. Let everyone relax for a while; they deserve it," Asterion said calmly beside her, his red eyes looking around the Great Hall with a deep gaze.
Honestly, he was expecting many things to happen in this tournament. He didn't think Grindelwald would stay away from the fun he himself caused. The man would probably make a spectacular entrance.
Asterion couldn't deny that he was excited, so much so that his lips curled into a cold smile.
Suddenly, he felt a finger poke his face. Showing a confused expression, Asterion looked at Daphne with doubt.
"You looked like a villain smiling like that," Daphne said with an amused smile and a playful look in her eyes.
Asterion rolled his eyes at her words and turned his head away, not wanting to look at his fiancée's amused expression.
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Helping Asterion button his shirt, Daphne smiled. She enjoyed these moments, even if they didn't matter much; it was something she valued because it meant Asterion trusted her.
"What did you want to talk about?" Asterion asked, looking directly into Daphne's blue eyes. He could see a slight hesitation in her gaze, but she spoke up in the end.
"Rose is seducing me."
Asterion's lips twitched unnaturally at his fiancée's words, and even he couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly at her shocking statement.
Frowning, he wrapped his arms around Daphne's waist and rested his forehead against hers, their noses touching and their eyes meeting intensely.
"If you're thinking of canceling our wedding to be with Rose, you won't succeed. You are mine forever," Asterion said each word with a determination and possessiveness almost palpable in the air. His gaze was so intense that Daphne felt like her skin was burning.
Daphne felt a weakness in her legs and nearly jumped into Asterion's arms upon hearing his words. His possessiveness, anger, and determination didn't bother her in the slightest. On the contrary, they made her so happy she could be floating on cloud nine.
"Canceling our engagement never crossed my mind, Asterion. I love you." Wrapping her legs around his body, Daphne felt his hands on her butt, preventing her from falling to the floor. She entwined her arms around his neck and looked directly into his eyes.
Carrying Daphne to the bed, Asterion sat down and placed Daphne on his lap, facing him.
"Explain while I punish you a little for making me angry," Asterion said calmly, sliding his hand under her skirt.
Feeling his touch, Daphne stiffened and breathed heavily, using his body for support. She rested her head on his shoulder while looking directly at her fiancé.
"At least Rose finds me attractive," Daphne murmured, biting her lips to stifle the embarrassing sounds she never thought she would make. Her body trembled occasionally, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
Asterion didn't expect Rose to be interested in women, but after thinking for a moment, he didn't care what his cousin did with her life. He was still pondering what Daphne was getting at with this topic.
However, the idea of Rose flirting with Daphne didn't please him. Because of this, his fingers, already wet under her skirt, quickened their pace.
"Hum~" Daphne couldn't hold back a sweet and sensual moan as her tearful eyes gazed at Asterion with a pleading look.
Breathing heavily, Daphne spoke in a soft and melodious voice. "I was thinking about us. Since she likes both me and you, why not take the opportunity? If you marry her too, we'll control all of England without any conflict."
Daphne finally revealed her purpose and suddenly shuddered from head to toe. Her toes curled, and she briefly lifted her hips before collapsing weakly into Asterion's arms.
"Aha haha ha~" Breathing heavily, Daphne looked at Asterion with a spoiled and desire-filled gaze.
"Darling~" she said in a sweet and exhausted voice.
Asterion withdrew his completely wet hand from under her skirt and licked it while looking deeply at Daphne.
Daphne only felt her cheeks heat up like never before at the sight, especially with him licking her juices as if tasting a delicacy.
"I will think about your proposal, my queen, but I think we need a bath," Asterion said with a smile. Before Daphne could respond, he scooped her up in his arms and walked to the private bathroom in his room.
At the same time, he was very pleased that Daphne was thinking about him and their future, regardless of her own feelings. He knew it wasn't an easy decision to want to share her husband with another woman.
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Author's Thoughts: Initially, I thought of writing that Rose and Daphne fell in love, but I changed that because it felt like Daphne was betraying Asterion. So, instead of Daphne falling for Rose, I think Daphne can start liking Rose after their relationship officially begins.
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At 6:00 PM, the Quidditch stadium was completely packed, not only with foreign reporters but also with Hogwarts students. The stadium was fully illuminated; despite it being night, there wasn't a single shadow.
In the center of the stadium, on the green grass, a platform had been erected, and all the professors, the Hogwarts council, Senators, and Lords from the Clock Tower were present.
As the First Wizard Marshal of the Clock Tower, Albus Dumbledore stood at the forefront. His mere presence drew surprised gasps from the reporters; after all, it was rare for the most powerful wizard in the world to make a public appearance.
Next to Dumbledore, all twelve Ministers and the President of Magic stood side by side. Regardless of who they were, everyone was trying to curry favor with the man. After all, he was the only person known to have fought Grindelwald and had recently battled the Dark Lord just months ago.
Dumbledore, accustomed to the fame, only conversed kindly with the ministers and presidents. At the same time, he received numerous insider informations, especially concerning the movements of his former lover and rival.
"What in Merlin's name are you planning, Gellert," Dumbledore thought, looking thoughtfully at Asterion among the other Lords. Perhaps sensing his gaze, young Asterion turned to look at him and gave him a gracious smile.
Dumbledore returned the smile and continued speaking with the Ministers of Magic and the President of MACUSA.
In the stands, Tracey looked suspiciously at her friend.
"You took a long time. Where were you?" she asked curiously, her brown eyes scanning up and down, noticing something unusual about her best friend.
Did she seem lighter and more cheerful?
Daphne felt her cheeks heat up, remembering the bath she had shared with Asterion. It was the first time she had seen a man completely naked. Just thinking that that Greek god would be hers for her entire life made her smile.
Seeing the silly grin on Daphne's lips, Tracey's eyes lit up. Daphne only showed that look when she was with Asterion. Connecting the dots in her mind, she looked at her best friend and whispered.
"What did you two do, and how far did you go?" she asked, her eyes shining with a touch of amusement and teasing.
"He made me come, and we bathed together," Daphne whispered back, despite her embarrassment. She bit her lips, remembering the previous events.
"The legendary bath scene?" Tracey's eyes widened. In all the books she had read in her life, there was always a scene with the couple in the bathroom, the steamy glass, and many other things.
She couldn't help but look at Daphne with envy. She couldn't wait to find a boyfriend herself. Unconsciously, her eyes fell on Blaise, who was calmly talking with Theodore.
Tracey looked at Blaise and bit her lips, cursing softly. "Even a door could see my feelings, you idiot."
Daphne noticed this and smiled. She looked at Tracey, then at Blaise, with a mischievous grin. As a good friend, she had the duty to help her friend get a boyfriend.
Suddenly, loud, sharp pops echoed throughout the Quidditch stadium, causing silence to fall over the entire place.
Asterion, who had been talking with Aurelius, turned to the front, where he saw numerous people Apparating. They were all wearing quite beautiful uniforms, each bearing a crest with four magical animals surrounding the letter "I."
Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Leading the students was a black woman dressed in an elegant women's suit. She had short, curly hair and brown eyes behind a pair of golden glasses.
Roxane Morgan, Headmistress of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The woman was slightly pale from transporting so many students over such a great distance.
Seeing the President of MACUSA on the platform, she approached and greeted him respectfully. "President Thorne."
"I'm counting on you in this Tournament, Headmistress Morgan," Benjamin nodded to her and spoke with a warm smile. He trusted the woman to bring back the trophy from this tournament. The President of MACUSA then turned his gaze to the nineteen-year-old boy among the Ilvermorny students. The boy bore a striking resemblance to him.
Michael Thorne, his son, whom he was very proud of. The boy had fully inherited his innate technique and his talent as a Special Grade Wizard, though he was still far from reaching that level.
With the arrival of Ilvermorny Academy, other schools began to appear on the field.
Mahoutokoro - Japan.
Castelobruxo - Brazil.
Academy of Magic and Witchcraft of Vienna - Austria.
School of Magical Arts of the Black Forest - Germany.
Institute of Magic and Witchcraft of Florence - Italy.
Academy of Magical Arts of Olympus - Greece.
School of Runes and Witchcraft of Lapland - Sweden.
School of Magic and Witchcraft of Salamanca - Spain.
Academy of Astrology and Nature of Shihuang - China.
Hundreds of students from different magic and witchcraft schools stood side by side, wearing beautiful uniforms and exuding confidence in every gesture in front of the reporters' camera flashes in the stands.
"Our rivals," Tracey said, looking challengingly at the hundreds of teenagers on the field.
Daphne rolled her eyes at her friend's competitiveness and looked confusedly at the field. Two schools were still missing, the ones from France and Russia. But she didn't have to wait long to see the other two of the world's top three schools.
A massive ship broke through the clouds and descended from the sky, sailing through the air. The white sails bearing the crest of the Russian imperial eagle billowed in the wind, propelling the enormous ship forward.
Seeing the astonished faces of everyone, the Russian Minister of Magic laughed loudly and stroked his tangled beard with a very proud look on his face. He glanced at the President of MACUSA, not hiding his disdain and arrogance.
Benjamin gritted his teeth and ignored his old rival. He knew that when it came to magical accumulation and heritage, the United States lagged behind numerous nations, but that wasn't America's fault; the country was very young compared to other magical nations.
As everyone marveled at Durmstrang's arrival, they heard the flapping of wings and gaped in shock at the sight of three beautiful carriages pulled by numerous white Pegasi gracefully crossing the sky and elegantly landing on the field.
"Damn, are we at a show to see who can make the best entrance?" Tracey heard numerous murmurs in the stands and couldn't help but complain aloud.
Daphne nodded in agreement with her friend's words; Durmstrang and Beauxbatons certainly knew how to make a grand entrance at that moment. The arrival of the two magical schools overshadowed all the others.
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**Author's Thoughts:** I have to say, writing this chapter was a nightmare; I rewrote it at least four times. As for the names of the schools and the future representatives of each school, ChatGPT helped a lot; it was like an angel sent by God to assist me.
The number of names I have to remember is insane, so wish me luck. Let me know in future chapters if I repeat names or make any mistakes.
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