Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Walking straight ahead, after knocking on the headmaster's office door, Grindelwald, dressed in light pajamas, opened the door.

"Oh," Sebastian said, his eyes slightly narrowed, a smile on his lips, teasing with a hint of amusement, "I thought you had already left Hogwarts. I didn't expect you to stay and have a pajama party with the headmaster."

Grindelwald blinked gently: "I am the gatekeeper of Hogwarts. Is there any problem with me living in Hogwarts?"

"Of course not!" Sebastian said in a serious tone, "It's just that the headmaster is too unkind, not even arranging a decent staff dormitory for you. It's outrageous!"

"How about this, you come with me later, and I'll arrange a staff dormitory for you, guaranteed to be spacious and comfortable."

"You little rascal, you're full of smooth talk," Grindelwald said with a smile and a scolding tone, "Come in and sit down, what would you like to drink? Don't stand on ceremony with me!"

Under Dumbledore's troubled gaze, Grindelwald transformed into the master of the headmaster's office, skillfully arranging for Sebastian to sit down.

Sebastian casually found a stool and sat down: "Since that's the case, then please give me a bottle of the headmaster's treasured Coke, with ice, thank you."

Hearing this, Grindelwald turned his head to look at Dumbledore, urging him with his eyes.

What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get the Coke to entertain the guest.

Dumbledore smiled helplessly, waved his hand, and a can of ice-cold Coke flew directly to Sebastian.

Sebastian reached out and picked up the cold can, his thumb and forefinger gently holding the pull tab on top, and with a gentle lift of his fingertip, he heard a "hiss" sound as the pull tab flipped open and the seal on the can mouth broke.

He brought the can mouth close to his lips and drank half a bottle in one breath, letting out a satisfied sigh: "Ah, that's comfortable..."

Then, without waiting for Dumbledore to ask, Sebastian recounted everything that had happened tonight in detail from beginning to end.

Old Dumbledore had been waiting until now because he was concerned about this matter, so there was no need to keep him in suspense.

Dumbledore sat in his chair, gently tapping the tabletop with his fingertips. After listening to Sebastian's detailed description, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Tom..." he repeated the name in a low voice, his voice full of meaningful sighs.

Then, he looked at Grindelwald, and then shifted his gaze to Sebastian, his eyes becoming gentle.

Fortunately, with Gellert and Sebastian here, he wouldn't be as isolated and helpless as before this time.

He didn't have to lose sleep because he was too worried. It should be Tom who couldn't sleep.

"Sebastian, I've fallen out with Fudge," Dumbledore said, shaking his head, "He's unwilling to acknowledge Voldemort's return. I couldn't persuade him."

This was too normal!

Sebastian was not surprised by this. To be honest, judging from Fudge's personality, if he had actively admitted it, Sebastian would have suspected that Fudge had been replaced by someone using Polyjuice Potion.

"That's normal," Sebastian said, taking a sip of Coke, "Fudge is a spineless coward who simply cannot accept the fact that the Dark Lord has returned."

More importantly, Fudge is a typical politician. In the minds of politicians, even if they know they are wrong, they will not admit it.

When faced with problems, their greatest skill is to eliminate the person who raises the problem and cover up the problem until it can no longer be covered up.

Honestly, if it wasn't Harry, the savior, who announced Voldemort's return today, but an ordinary little wizard, Fudge would have used his power to bully him.

Even when dealing with Harry, the savior, Fudge used all sorts of dirty tricks to suppress him in the original story.

"Also," Sebastian added, "Headmaster, you'd better be mentally prepared. Fudge's mentality actually represents the mentality of most wizards in the magical world. They cannot bear the fact that the Dark Lord has returned, and they are unwilling to believe it, let alone watch their peaceful and beautiful lives turn into a mess again."

"So this time, if Fudge denies Voldemort's return with the attitude of the Ministry of Magic, many wizards will support him and treat us as liars. They would rather bury their heads in the sand like an ostrich."

Dumbledore smiled slightly and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, what is fake is ultimately fake, and people will eventually find out the truth."

"By the way, Sebastian, you should know about the Order of the Phoenix that I created. Judging from Fudge's attitude today, I'm preparing to restart it. Are you interested in joining it?"

The Order of the Phoenix?

Old Dumbledore is still so stingy, always thinking about relying on a small group of people to do all the work in the entire magical world, although this is very noble.

However, this organization is too loose. Most of the people inside are gathered together by Old Dumbledore's personal charm, which is not in line with Sebastian's philosophy.

What's more, if it weren't for some things waiting for Fudge to take the blame, Sebastian could have had Amelia Bones convene a Wizengamot meeting and impeach Fudge from office in minutes.

"Headmaster," Sebastian smiled, "Don't always think about carrying everything yourself. Voldemort is a problem that the entire magical world needs to face together. We still need to rely on the power of the collective."

"As for Fudge, you don't need to worry too much about him. If he wants to jump around, let him jump around for a few days. When the time is right, we'll let him step down. When the British magical world is united as one, dealing with the Dark Lord and his subordinates will be a piece of cake."

"Well said!" Before Dumbledore could say anything, Grindelwald praised, "Sebastian, your idea is very much to my liking, much more magnanimous than Albus's Order of the Phoenix."

"We shouldn't rely on stupid politicians like Fudge. People like him in high positions will only hold us back at critical moments. We should just let him get lost and replace him with an obedient puppet."

Looking at the two of them as if they had found a kindred spirit, Dumbledore felt a headache. He stretched out his hands and gently rubbed his temples.

Replacing the Minister of Magic with an obedient puppet is too extreme. If he really did that, how would it be any different from Voldemort?

Honestly, is it necessary to consider not letting Sebastian and Gellert meet so frequently in the future, lest he learn bad things from Gellert.