Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Since the fantasy of his first birthday shattered, Sebastian had fallen into another layer of anxiety.

Even if Sebastian was slow, he could roughly deduce from the movie plot in his mind that it was:

The eve of the outbreak of the Second Wizarding War.

The age of war.

The era when Voldemort was at his zenith!

Sebastian, who already regarded himself as a member of the Swann family, was filled with worries about the family.

Where should the Swann family go?

What if Old Voldy took a look and thought, 'Oh, the Swann family is not bad.'

An old pure-blood family, with prestige.

A traditional alchemical family, walking Galleons.

Whether viewed horizontally or vertically, the Swann family's size and shape are just right.

If Voldemort were to say, "I think the Swann family is destined to be with the Death Eaters."

What would happen if the Swann family was forcibly conscripted?

Should he jump out as a Seer?

But on second thought, Sebastian completely dismissed the idea.

What a terrible idea!

Did he think he would die quickly enough?

Sebastian only knew two Seers.

One was too strong, affecting the game's balance, and was imprisoned in Nurmengard by Dumbledore.

The other was too weak and was brought into Hogwarts by Dumbledore for disguised protection.

Seers seemed to be a high-risk profession.

Not to mention that he was still a child. Once he jumped out as a Seer, there would definitely be only two outcomes.

First, everyone would treat him as a joke. After all, how much of a child's words are credible?

In his previous life, he was a law-abiding, five-good youth.

Pretending to be a mystic?

His profession was not suited to it.

He couldn't really predict anything, and he would be exposed with a simple verification.

If he were labeled as a liar from a young age, it would not be easy to turn things around in this life.

Second, people would believe him, but nine out of ten of his predictions would be related to the bald, noseless monster.

There are no airtight walls in the world!

Once it reached Old Voldy's ears, the outcome would definitely be, "This child must not be allowed to live."

Sebastian didn't want to walk ahead of Harry's parents; he hadn't even touched a wand yet!

At this time, Sebastian thought of the transmigrator's dearest friends and brothers—the system.

So he began his daily required homework—calling the system.

He was so diligent, never stopping for 365 days a year.

He was so pious that Sebastian could pat his chest and guarantee that he had never been so pious when burning incense and worshiping Buddha in his previous life.

After all, the fact of transmigration was right in front of him. What if the system was real too?

However, whether it was because the system was afraid of "adding money" or because Merlin didn't care about it at all.

A full two years passed, and even after his third birthday, Sebastian hadn't even seen the shadow of the system.

There was no way around it. After racking his brains, Sebastian formulated two major strategic policies:

First, rely on "involution"!

Second, rely on "money"!

When it came to involution, Sebastian had never been afraid of anyone! After all, he came from a major country known for its involution.

Moreover, he was born into a pure-blood family in the magical world, with many magical books and a profound foundation.

He started involuting as soon as he could read. If he was in the same grade as Hermione, he would definitely make her cry.

As long as he involuted to become as powerful as Dumbledore, would he still be afraid of that bald, noseless monster?!

As for money, the Swann family was still considered wealthy.

But even if they were wealthy, they couldn't spend it recklessly!

So Sebastian divided the Death Eaters into two categories.

Fanatics and fence-sitters.

Then, he would wander around his grandfather whenever he had time, explaining his ideas.

The old man was stunned.

The old man had been wondering before, this child looked dull, didn't like to play, and only liked to read.

Now it seemed that the Swann family had produced a genius!

In this way, while staying away from the fanatics, the Swann family maintained close commercial ties with the fence-sitters among them.

Keeping them well-fed.

Moreover, the fence-sitters didn't dare to treat the Swann family as easy to bully.

Because Grandpa Anton Swann was highly skilled, and Grandma was also a retired Auror.

These fence-sitters were even worried that the Swann family would steal their limelight after joining the Death Eaters.

It could be said that the people who least wanted the Swann family to join the Death Eaters were these fence-sitters.

In this way, with the help of these "own people," the Swann family did not attract Voldemort's attention.

......

Fortunately, although Merlin closed a door for Sebastian, he still left a window open.

Although there was no system, the Swann family's bloodline talent was still good!

Just like the descendants of Slytherin could awaken Parseltongue, the Swann family's talent was extreme magic perception.

Relying on this talent, the ancestors of the Swann family were excellent in alchemy and potion making, but the Swann family shifted their research focus to alchemy.

For Sebastian, extreme magic perception was still a perfect combat talent.

Within a ten-meter radius, in a 360-degree, no-dead-angle magic perception range, he could clearly perceive all things with magic, whether wizards, magical creatures, or alchemical items.

Within this range, as long as a wizard cast a spell, he could perceive the wizard's:

The dazzling degree of magic.

The speed of the magic flow in the wand.

The unique magic trajectory when the wand was waved in the air.

The direction the wand was pointing, and so on.

Moreover, the perception range could continue to expand as his magic grew.

Sebastian often jokingly called his magical talent "Observation Haki" magic.

Relying on this talent, Sebastian often directly reproduced other people's magic flow speed and spellcasting trajectory one-to-one.

After successfully casting the spell quickly, he would slowly adjust it according to his own situation to make it 100% suitable for himself.

Sebastian often lamented that in front of him, no unique magic existed.

What fire shield!

What fire god opens the way!

Bring them all!

Moreover, due to the fusion of the about-to-die soul in his body when he transmigrated, the fused souls produced an effect greater than one plus one.

Sebastian's magic growth rate reached three times that of ordinary wizards, directly entering the top level.

By the time he entered school at the age of 11, Sebastian's magic level was already stronger than ordinary adult wizards.

Coupled with the previous 8 years of magical theory study, he had more magical knowledge in his head than most 7th-grade students.

Therefore, Sebastian was favored by various professors as soon as he entered school.

Only one professor was an exception—Dumbledore.

Why?

"SLYTHERIN!"

Sebastian always remembered how loud the Sorting Hat's shout was at the entrance ceremony.

What a pity......

Sebastian's first choice was originally Gryffindor.

He wanted to enter Gryffindor before, hug Dumbledore's thigh, and become Dumbledore's successor as a matter of course.

But now he was assigned to Slytherin.

At that time, the Second Wizarding War had just begun, and Voldemort was making a lot of noise.

Slytherin had almost become a Death Eater training base.

Of course, Dumbledore was worried that such an excellent student would also go astray.

In fact, Sebastian had no prejudice against any of the houses.

Look at Sebastian's relatives.

Grandpa—Anton Swann, graduated from Slytherin.

Grandma—Jane Swann, graduated from Hufflepuff.

Dad—Sam Swann, graduated from Ravenclaw.

Mom—Shelly Swann, graduated from Gryffindor.

House discrimination?

Sebastian wouldn't dare even if he was given three more guts!

His family members all hoped that Sebastian could enter their own house, and even took 100 Galleons each as a bet.

Sebastian's mother did not participate in this bet. She felt that Sebastian had always looked like someone who thought that treacherous people wanted to harm him, not at all Gryffindor.

But it didn't matter.

After all, Sebastian's philosophy has always been, regardless of which house he is in:

"If you reason with me, then I am Dumbledore!"

"If you are unwilling to reason with me, then I can also be Voldemort!"