HP Dual Masters and I had a blast in Hogwarts.

Chapter 224 Oops, my disguise was accidentally exposed.

Because Alastor Moody was a week late for work, Severus and I were actually pulled in by Headmaster Dumbledore to fill in for a week of Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.

To avoid tiring each other out, we take turns teaching. Sometimes Severus teaches Potions, and I'm the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching assistant.

Severus was the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and I was the teaching assistant for Potions.

For me, this was quite interesting. Even students from Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who came to participate in the competition, came to experience my course.

Although they came to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, they still had to study Hogwarts courses, somewhat like being exchange students, except it was a one-way exchange.

Now that Alastor Moody is back, Severus and I no longer need to bother with his Defense Against the Dark Arts class; we can just hand him over and teach him.

We can flirt and concoct medicine in peace again, isn't that great?

Today is the day the Goblet of Fire announced the finalists for the Triwizard Tournament. Even the judges from the British Ministry of Magic were there, including Percy, who appeared as the Minister of Magic's assistant.

When he arrived at the hall, I nodded and smiled at him to greet him, and he just smiled back at me.

Now I sit leisurely in my Slytherin prefectural seat, slowly eating my steak with tomato sauce.

Yes, that's right. I like to dip my steak in tomato sauce. A well-cooked steak won't have a fishy smell. I don't like peppery flavors, but I like sweet and sour tastes, so I like tomato sauce.

"Um~ Senior Ayers, what does it taste like to eat this steak with tomato sauce?" A junior wizard who had just enrolled and was sitting next to me had already seen me finish one steak, and this was my second one. Luckily, the steaks were all small portions, otherwise he wouldn't have known that I, a Slytherin prefect, liked steak so much.

"Not bad, sweet and sour." I smiled as I ate the last bite. Feeling that I was about 70% full, I put down my knife and fork, elegantly took out a handkerchief, and slowly wiped my hands and then my lips.

The younger students sitting around me were all staring blankly. I don't know why, but these past few days, senior Ayers has become more and more charming. It seems that once you look at him, you will unconsciously want to keep looking. Every move he makes seems to have a touch of charm.

I know I'm like a walking attention magnet right now, but that's only because I've absorbed the bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Fox and have the added charm of a 4S+ rating from my sugar daddy. All of that combined makes me a guaranteed head-turner.

As a result, I just gave up and watched. It doesn't matter, since they can't have it anyway.

After wiping my lips clean, I took out my wand and used 'Clean Up' to clean the tableware in front of me. Then, with a gentle wave of my hand, all the tableware I had used disappeared. This move stunned the junior wizards around me, and even Viktor Krum, who was chatting with Draco, noticed it.

I simply nodded and smiled at him, then elegantly crossed my legs and turned to look at the Goblet of Fire that was always placed in front of the professor's seat.

Why do I feel like something big is going to happen tonight?

Soon all the students had finished their lunch, and without exception, they all began to look at the Goblet of Fire, which was placed in the most conspicuous position.

The golden Goblet of Fire, a tall goblet radiating a mysterious light, was placed in the very center in front of the professor's seat.

The surrounding students watched it intently, eagerly awaiting the announcement of the final three-way competition.

Headmaster Dumbledore stood before the Goblet of Fire, his face bearing a serious expression.

He waved his hand gently, and the flames in the Goblet of Fire immediately burst into flames, illuminating the entire hall.

"Now, it is time to announce the Triwizard Tournament participants." Headmaster Dumbledore's voice echoed in the hall. "The Goblet of Fire will select three champions who will represent their respective schools in the Triwizard Tournament."

The flames in the Goblet of Fire began to flicker, as if deep in thought.

Suddenly, the flames in the Goblet of Fire intensified, and a white slip of paper floated out. Headmaster Dumbledore caught it in one hand: "First, please welcome our first representative of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Viktor Krum!"

When Viktor Krum heard Headmaster Dumbledore call his name, he immediately stood up from the Slytherin table and walked towards Headmaster Dumbledore.

"Congratulations on gaining the Goblet of Fire's approval." Dumbledore clapped first, and all the students applauded the chosen warrior.

Viktor Krum raised the scepter he had been holding high, and the students at his school cheered wildly.

"Welcome, Warrior Viktor Krum, please wait backstage for a moment. Someone from the Ministry of Magic will explain some information about the first match in a bit," Headmaster Dumbledore said, pointing to a door behind the professors' seats.

“Okay, thank you.” Viktor Krum simply walked straight behind the door.

After Viktor Krum left, the flame in the Goblet of Fire continued to flicker, and then another white slip of paper flew out. Headmaster Dumbledore grabbed it and loudly read: "Fleur Delacour of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

Fleur Delacour, the beautiful Beauxbatons student, sat at the Ravenclaw table, a look of surprise on her face.

She is the representative of Beauxbatons and a very powerful witch.

“Come, Ms. Fleur Delacour, please come with me into the backstage room prepared for the hero,” Headmaster Dumbledore asked.

The elegant Fleur Delacour nodded and followed the direction indicated by Headmaster Dumbledore: "Yes, thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Fleur Delacour walked into the backstage room amidst the applause of all the students in the auditorium.

The flames of the burning Goblet of Fire continued to flicker, and another white slip of paper flew out. This must be the last name representing the champion of Hogwarts.

Headmaster Dumbledore grabbed the white slip of paper, but the moment he opened it and saw the name, his pleased expression immediately turned serious. He looked directly past all the young wizards toward the Slytherin table, his gaze fixed on me.

Oh, this is about me. Judging from Dumbledore's incredulous expression, it must be a big deal.

"The representative of Hogwarts, Ayles Hall Grindelwald." As Headmaster Dumbledore uttered the last word, all the young wizards and professors of Hogwarts turned to look at me in horror.

What did they hear? Ayers Hall Grindelwald's full name, Ayers Hall Grindelwald, a member of the Grindelwald family.