Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Pure-blood duels, an ancient and brutal tradition, originated in the years before the Ministry of Magic was established and served as a common way for pure-blood families to resolve disputes.

When a pure-blood family felt insulted, they could challenge the offending party to a pure-blood duel.

The challenge was usually delivered through a humiliating gesture, such as throwing a glove directly at the opponent.

The person slapped with the glove would face two choices: either accept the duel and prove themselves with blood, or retreat, acknowledge the humiliation, and lose all face in front of everyone, never being able to hold their head high again.

The rules of the duel were very strict. Each side needed to appoint a second. The second's responsibility was to negotiate the dueling arena, ensure the fairness of the duel, and continue fighting for their house if the duelist was killed.

According to tradition, the ending conditions of the duel were chosen by the challenger, usually with the following options:

Light injury sufficient—as long as one party was injured, regardless of the severity, the duel would immediately end;

Serious injury withdrawal—the duel ends when one party loses the ability to fight due to serious injury;

Death takes all—the duel is declared over after one party sustains a fatal wound.

However, Sebastian chose the most ruthless option—a fight to the death, wagering his family's bloodline, with the duel only concluding when one bloodline was completely extinguished.

Throughout the history of the magical world, this level of pure-blood duel is extremely rare. If there wasn't a deep blood feud, pure-blood families would never choose a duel that wagered their bloodline.

The meeting room immediately erupted, as if a boulder had been thrown into a calm lake, everyone was utterly shocked by Sebastian's decision.

"Merlin's beard! It's been years since I've seen a pure-blood duel. This is going to be a good show."

"The tradition of pure-blood families is back! This is the oldest and most intense way to resolve things in the magical world!"

"It's no wonder. Umbridge said that Swann Alchemy was profiting from war. This statement could easily make people feel animosity towards Swann Alchemy. How could Sebastian tolerate her?"

"What do you think? Will Umbridge agree?"

"Her? Someone who got to her position by sucking up and flattering people? She doesn't have any backbone to speak of."

"I think so too. This is clearly a matter of sending yourself to your death, and the death of your entire family. Umbridge definitely doesn't have the guts to accept."

"If she refuses, she can forget about ever holding her head high again. I just don't know if she'll have the thick skin to cling to the position of Senior Undersecretary."

Looking at Umbridge's pale face, Sebastian smiled slightly: "I don't need any seconds on my side. As for you, feel free to find as many seconds as you want, as long as you have the ability. Also, I can give you the right to gang up on me."

"On the day of the duel, I will invite all the media to witness it, so that everyone can see what my strength really is."

"Rest assured, in order to prove that I have the ability to face the Dark Lord head-on, I will definitely use two hundred percent of my strength to deal with you."

Tch!

I wouldn't even bother with you if you just said a few words about me.

Since you've dragged Swann Alchemy into this, dragged my money bag into this, then don't blame me for letting you see the most realistic side of the magical world.

I'm not like Dumbledore, that old softie. I have the strength and means to bypass the laws of the magical world to deal with you.

Umbridge had never seen this kind of situation before. She was frightened by Sebastian's decisiveness and couldn't say a word, trembling.

This isn't right...

The script shouldn't be written like this. Isn't this meeting room used for arguing? Shouldn't I be refuting him with facts and reasoning? Why did he suddenly initiate a pure-blood duel?

Pure-blood duels are very private. She couldn't mobilize the Aurors to help her. Without enough Galleons, where could she find a second?

She turned her head to look at Fudge, her eyes full of pleading.

Help! Minister, your most loyal subordinate is about to be finished.

Facing Umbridge's pleading gaze, Fudge was stunned, not knowing what to say.

Weren't we discussing the Dark Lord's matter...?

With the pure-blood duel, things were completely out of control, and Umbridge, whom he had always valued, was the fuse that ignited everything.

Umbridge, oh Umbridge, why did you provoke Sebastian?!

He hesitated for a moment and said to Sebastian with difficulty: "Sebastian, don't hurt the harmony. Let's sit down and talk things over properly..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sebastian interrupted: "Minister, this is a pure-blood duel, an incredibly ancient tradition, and it doesn't violate any laws of the Ministry of Magic. If you don't believe me, you can ask Amelia. She's the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and is extremely familiar with all the regulations."

"Of course, I know everything is compliant," Fudge said with a cautious smile. "I also don't have the authority to stop a sacred pure-blood duel."

"This matter is unrelated to today's meeting, so I was wondering if we could step aside and have a private word."

Fudge was extremely frustrated now. To be honest, he didn't really want to save Umbridge.

But he couldn't not save her. Although Umbridge was a bit stupid, she was loyal to him and was the best tool he had.

If he didn't save her, it would chill the hearts of those below him, and no one would be willing to follow him in the future.

To save Umbridge, he had to get Sebastian to take the initiative to cancel the duel. Otherwise, if Umbridge chose to back down, for the sake of the Ministry of Magic's reputation, he would have to remove her from the position of Senior Undersecretary, which would greatly reduce Umbridge's value.

Umbridge, that idiot, only said one thing right today, and that was that Sebastian also had the identity of a businessman.

From a business perspective, everything can be negotiated. The key is whether the price is high enough.

Thinking of this, he smiled and waved at Sebastian, signaling him to come aside and chat.

Sebastian found it amusing and followed him aside, wanting to hear what Fudge would say.

Seeing that the other party was giving him so much face, Fudge breathed a sigh of relief. He waved his wand to set up a shielding charm to prevent others from hearing their conversation.

"Sebastian, Umbridge is an idiot. I apologize to you on her behalf."

Seeing that Sebastian was unmoved, he continued, "I see that there are more and more people in Hogsmeade New Town. It's time to expand outwards. How about this, in the name of the Minister of Magic, I'll allocate all the vacant area north of Hogsmeade New Town to you. You can expand however you want."

Oh, Fudge is quite sincere. The area of the New Town is indeed a bit insufficient, and having official recognition in the development of the New Town can indeed avoid a lot of trouble.

At the very least, when those foreign wandering wizards want to build their own houses next to the New Town, the Aurors will take the initiative to come forward and drive them all away in the name of the Ministry of Magic.

To be honest, it's more appropriate for Fudge to do this kind of thing. It wouldn't be appropriate for Amelia to help him seek such blatant benefits after she takes office.

Otherwise, with Amelia sitting in the Minister's seat, it would be easily seen as using her power for personal gain.

As for Umbridge, let her go. She's just a small character. Anyway, he's already established his authority. He believes that no one will want to cause him trouble next.

Compared to destroying Umbridge, the development of the New Town is more appealing!

Sebastian nodded, agreeing to Fudge's proposal. Then, he returned to Umbridge and said expressionlessly.

"The Minister took the initiative to plead for you. For his sake, I won't hold it against you this time."

"Remember this, don't fall into my hands again. Next time, I won't be so easy to talk to."

Umbridge collapsed directly to the ground, her face pale, and said tremblingly.

"Thank you... thank you... I remember... I remember..."