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Chapter 124: Chapter 121 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (2)

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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Next Chapter Second Volume: Chapter 122 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (3), Chapter 123 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (4), Chapter 124 - Conspiracy In Progress (1), Chapter 125 - Conspiracy In Progress (2), Chapter 126 - Ophelia, Narcissa And Andromeda (1), Chapter 127 - Ophelia, Narcissa And Andromeda (2), Chapter 128 - The Four Representatives of Hogwarts (1), Chapter 129 - The Four Representatives of Hogwarts (2), Chapter 130 - The Four Hogwarts Representatives (3), Chapter 131 - The First Trial (1), Chapter 132 - The First Trial (2), Chapter 133 - King's Game (1), Chapter 134 - King's Game (2), Chapter 135 - King's Game (3), Chapter 136 - King's Game (4), Chapter 137 - King's Game (5), Chapter 138 - King's Game (6), 139 - King's Game (7), 140 - King's Game (8), 141 - King's Game (9), 142 - King's Game (10).


Chapter 125: Chapter 122 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (3)

Dumbledore, seeing the spectacular arrival of both nations, simply laughed and clapped. He had to give credit to France and Russia for making such an impressive entrance. In the stands, the camera flashes resembled a sea of blinding lights.

The thunderous arrival of the two nations heightened the audience's excitement to great heights.

The doors of the carriages, pulled by white Pegasi, opened, and a dozen beautiful women in blue dresses and matching hats enchanted the male spectators, who cheered loudly.

In particular, Fleur Delacour, with her exquisitely beautiful face and charming smile, successfully captured the attention of all the boys in the stands.

After all the members of Beauxbatons had disembarked, an incredibly tall woman, even taller than Hagrid, gracefully descended from the carriage. Her black dress perfectly hugged her slender and beautiful body.

"Madame Maxime." Albus greeted the woman with an elegant and warm look.

"Albus, you look splendid in that outfit." Offering her hand, the Headmistress of Beauxbatons, Olympe Maxime, subtly flirted with the most powerful man in the world.

"You are even more dazzling, Madame Maxime." Albus let out a happy laugh and kissed her hand while looking into her eyes. It seemed as if the man was flirting back.

"Always so charming, Albus." Maxime covered her mouth and laughed softly, giving Albus a very friendly pat on the shoulder.

For a moment, Dumbledore's face showed a pained expression from the friendly pat on the shoulder, and he laughed along with the half-giant woman.

Asterion, watching the scene, just rolled his eyes. The Headmistress Maxime didn't know that the man she was flirting with predominantly preferred male companionship.

And even if he did like women, Asterion couldn't imagine old Dumbledore sleeping with Maxime; she would probably crush him during the process.

For some reason, this made Asterion find the scene quite amusing.

While Albus and Maxime were conversing warmly, a wooden bridge was raised from the ship, linking the ship to the ground. Young wizards and witches dressed in classic black Russian clothing, holding wooden staffs, descended from the ship, all looking like very well-trained soldiers.

After the young people in black had disembarked, a man dressed in classic white Russian clothing came down from the ship, his demeanor arrogant and cold. When the man saw Dumbledore, he walked over to him and embraced the pillar of the British magical community.

"Albus." Igor Karkaroff, Headmaster of Durmstrang, spoke in a serious and hoarse voice.

"Igor." Albus greeted him amicably as well.

Both smiled amicably; it hardly seemed as if they had been enemies in the First Wizarding War.

Seeing all the foreign students lined up side by side, Dumbledore stepped forward with open arms and spoke, his voice reaching everyone in the stadium.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, today we are here to celebrate a historic day that will be etched in the annals of our history."

Seeing the audience filled with excitement at his words, Albus continued.

"Thirteen magical schools will be participating in the International Magic and Witchcraft Tournament. Young wizards and witches will compete against each other in a fierce tournament divided into three stages, which will remain secret for now." Albus laughed and spoke, his youthful, animated, and warm tone making everyone look at the most powerful man in the world with a very different gaze than before. Applause thundered loudly, and everyone looked at the man with admiration.

Asterion clicked his tongue at this, noting how easily the man could make people like him, something Asterion himself would likely find challenging.

Even the Ministers of Magic from other countries looked at the scene somewhat incredulously. If they had the same charisma as Dumbledore, they wouldn't have to worry about being re-elected every four years.

"To all those participating in the Tournament, I wish you good luck and hope you all have fun. Hogwarts opens its doors to you." Dumbledore concluded his speech quickly, knowing that the children would be hungry after their journey, especially those from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, who had flown to England.

Although Hogwarts did not make a spectacular entrance, they didn't need to; the enormous castle on the hill was enough to enchant anyone.

It seemed like a mythical castle with tall towers straight out of popular fairy tales. Around the castle, the magical energy was so dense and pulsated like a heart contracting and expanding, it seemed as if the castle was alive.

The students from the other magical schools shared the same feeling after seeing the enormous castle on the hill.

"Incredible."

Entering the Great Hall and seeing the spectacular starry ceiling, everyone was amazed by the sight. For a moment, they felt a bit envious of the Hogwarts students; living in this medieval castle would be like stepping into a fairy tale they had always heard from their parents as children.

Since it was impossible to place new tables in the Great Hall, the twelve magical schools had to sit together with the four houses of Hogwarts – Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff.

But since there were no specific seating requirements for each school, all the students sat at the tables they liked the most.

At the Gryffindor table:

"The boys look like a bunch of animals in heat," Hermione commented, seeing all the boys at the table staring at the prettiest girl from Beauxbatons. From what she had heard, she knew the young woman's identity – Fleur Delacour, daughter of the French Minister of Magic.

"Interesting," Rose said, biting into her toast and looking at Fleur with interest. To her eyes, the French girl unconsciously exuded a colorless and odorless scent, which, from what she observed, could influence the opposite sex in a very basic way.

Rose assumed that someone older with this ability could control others using this scent very easily. There was almost no defense against something like this, as the human body would absorb the scent very easily through the pores of the skin.

And seeing her appearance, Rose knew that Fleur was not at all happy with what was happening to her. Rose could understand, after all, no one wants to be surrounded by animals in heat looking at them as a simple piece of juicy meat.

At the Slytherin table:

Seeing Blaise's gaze fixed on Fleur, Tracey's eyes became increasingly dangerous and cold. Under the table, she stomped on the Italian boy's foot with her high heel.

Blaise, who was captivated by Fleur's appearance, suddenly hissed, feeling the sharp pain in his foot.

"What in Merlin's name was that, Tracey?" Blaise took a deep breath, feeling his foot extremely painful, and complained loudly to the girl sitting in front of him.

"You look like a dog in heat; I'm just making sure you don't tarnish Slytherin's image," Tracey huffed and replied venomously while glaring at the boy.

Blaise wanted to refute her words, but seeing those increasingly cold brown eyes staring at him, he wisely chose to remain silent and ate in silence, with a very obvious bitterness in his expression.

Asterion watched this and shook his head. He snapped his fingers, and Baskerville's influence expanded, covering the entire Slytherin table. The boys who had been staring at Fleur suddenly snapped out of their trance, feeling dazed.

Remembering their embarrassing behavior in front of everyone, they all felt deep shame and lowered their heads in dismay.

Fleur, who was at the Ravenclaw table, ignored all the excited glances directed at her and soon noticed the strange behavior of the Slytherin members.

Seeing that the Slytherin members were no longer absorbed in her charm, Fleur's eyes sparkled as she wisely looked at Asterion.

Suddenly, she noticed her sister, Gabrielle, leaving her side and walking towards the Slytherin table. This made Fleur's lips curl into an amused smile as she awaited the next scene.

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Author's thoughts: This is a fanfic focused on the MC, the romance will only be secondary. If you are bothered by reading r-18 scenes with yuri, I will put a warning so you can skip it, as such scenes do not affect much in the plot.

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New Novel: (I Am The Prince of Hell)

Next Chapter Second Volume: Chapter 123 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (4), Chapter 124 - Conspiracy In Progress (1), Chapter 125 - Conspiracy In Progress (2), Chapter 126 - Ophelia, Narcissa And Andromeda (1), Chapter 127 - Ophelia, Narcissa And Andromeda (2), Chapter 128 - The Four Representatives of Hogwarts (1), Chapter 129 - The Four Representatives of Hogwarts (2), Chapter 130 - The Four Hogwarts Representatives (3), Chapter 131 - The First Trial (1), Chapter 132 - The First Trial (2), Chapter 133 - King's Game (1), Chapter 134 - King's Game (2), Chapter 135 - King's Game (3), Chapter 136 - King's Game (4), Chapter 137 - King's Game (5), Chapter 138 - King's Game (6), 139 - King's Game (7), 140 - King's Game (8), 141 - King's Game (9), 142 - King's Game (10).


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