HP Dual Masters and I had a blast in Hogwarts.

Chapter 176 I Will Be Your Strongest Support

When we returned to the girls' restroom, not only was Principal Dumbledore standing there, but Professor McGonagall was also waiting for us.

First, Severus appeared, leaping out of the secret chamber entrance.

Then Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood crookedly next to the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets.

I was the last one to come up. At this point, I hadn't put on my gold-rimmed glasses yet, and Principal Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall almost didn't recognize me.

"It was my principal. I've brought them back safely. I'll close the entrance to this secret room now." I moved my backpack, took out my gold-rimmed glasses, and put them on, concealing my golden hair and beast-like eyes.

Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and the three little ones were also seeing such a change for the first time.

Severus, on the other hand, was already used to it; he had seen me change like this several times before.

"Close (Parasitic language)" As I spoke, the entrance to the secret room slowly closed.

"If you professors ever want to go in and take a look again, Harry can lead the way. But could you please not harm the basilisk inside? I know its master," I said to Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall after the Chamber of Secrets entrance was completely closed.

“Mr. Ayers Hall, can you guarantee that the basilisk won’t harm the wizarding students at Hogwarts? We need to ensure the students’ safety.” Professor McGonagall was genuinely unaware that Hogwarts possessed the Chamber of Secrets and a basilisk.

"I've already signed a contract with Headmaster Dumbledore. I'll keep the basilisk in check, as long as the young wizards don't wander into the Chamber of Secrets and disturb it." Actually, I've already written to Riddle about the basilisk, and he said I'm in full charge and don't need to worry about him.

"That's wonderful." Professor McGonagall is such a good vice-principal, always thinking about the safety of the young wizards.

“Then I’ll take Mr. Ayers Hall back to class first. We’ll leave the rest to Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.” Severus knew that Headmaster Dumbledore was going to brainwash Harry and the others again, and that it should be fine if the two of them weren’t there.

After Severus and I left, Harry, Severus, and I followed Headmaster Dumbledore to his office.

When Harry and I met again, it was already dinner time.

"Senior Ayers, can we talk?" I didn't expect that Harry would want to talk to me first when he saw me.

"Okay, come with me." I had almost finished eating, so I led Harry to an empty classroom next to the Great Hall.

"Senior Ayers, may I ask why you did this?" Harry truly couldn't understand my actions regarding what had happened today.

Why create such a secret room and make them try to pass through some kind of challenge?

I gave Harry a cryptic smile, and Harry felt a chill run down his spine as he looked behind him.

Actually, when I received the reward of controlling the entire world from the big spender, I wondered what my existence meant to the world.

Isn't it a bit outrageous that a system that lets me romance characters would reward me with control of the entire world?

What exactly is this situation where I'm placed? Isn't this a bit reckless? Aren't you afraid I'll make this world weird?

Furthermore, having the Gold system is one thing, but having Night, along with a power ceiling, makes it feel like I'm being asked to be the villainous boss.

If I can't figure it out, I'll just stop thinking about it. I'll do whatever I want. Now I'm really doing whatever I want. I'm directly changing things that I felt were unfulfilled in my past life.

The most direct change occurred during Harry's second year. Because I altered the Horcrux-making process of Riddle Voldemort, I had to create challenges for Harry myself, which led to the creation of the puzzle game in collaboration with Headmaster Dumbledore.

It feels like I've set up a murder mystery game.

"Harry, I want to ask you how you feel about Riddle right now." Instead of giving an explanation, I asked Harry for his opinion of Riddle. As his lover, I actually quite like Riddle as he is now.

“I hate him. My parents died at his hands.” Harry didn’t expect me to suddenly ask about that man.

"Do you think you can beat him?" I looked at Harry seriously, knowing I couldn't tell him about his parents yet.

“I…” It’s undeniable that Harry can’t beat that man.

"Yes, you can't beat them, so I discussed it with Headmaster Dumbledore. To give you some training, we might set up some challenges for you during your time at school so you can grow up quickly." I found an empty chair, sat down, and crossed my legs.

"Why me?" Harry felt innocent. Why was he born into this situation, as if he was defined as a savior from birth?

“Harry, we need to look forward. The situation has already developed to this point, and Riddle has been expanding his influence outside all along.” I didn’t ask what Riddle was doing, but I knew that nothing good could come of my brother being with him. Two Dark Lords, you think they could reform? Who would believe that? I certainly didn’t.

Especially this time, with his own older brother leading the way, these two men are bound to come up with some new tricks. The black side is putting in so much effort; if the red side's strength is not equal, how can they possibly play?

Can this world still be lived in balance? That's why the three little ones really need to be strengthened.

Actually, Headmaster Dumbledore is still not entirely at ease with me, mainly because he is not yet fully aware of my identity.

However, if he knew my identity, he might be even more wary of me.

“Ayers, I’m under a lot of pressure.” Harry felt that I was someone he could confide in directly, and that he could tell me anything.

"Harry, do you believe me?" I pulled Harry in front of me, my emerald eyes behind my gold-rimmed glasses meeting Harry's emerald eyes, which he inherited from Lily.

“Ayers, I’ve never actually thanked you. It was because of meeting you that I opened that Hogwarts acceptance letter and was able to experience this magical world,” Harry said earnestly to me.

“Harry, do you regret it?” I asked, staring at Harry.

“No, I don’t regret it at all,” Harry said to me.

"Harry, now you need to remember what I said. I will always back you up. Do whatever you want." I will never interfere with anyone's choices. I will only clean up their mess in the end, no matter what.