Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

On the small dueling grounds of Swan Manor, Ron and Neville, with their arms around each other's shoulders, waved their fists excitedly.

"That's great! We knew Harry would be alright!" Ron shouted, his voice filled with irrepressible joy.

"They have no reason to convict Harry! If they do, they're trampling on their own laws!" Hermione said loudly, appearing very agitated.

Sebastian didn't tell them the specific details of the trial, those things were best left for Harry to tell these little ones himself.

Perhaps he could even give Harry a Pensieve, to let the little ones see the Ministry of Magic's true colors, especially Hermione, who really needed to see what politics was really like.

He gently hugged the happy Mia, his voice full of comfort.

"Mia, you've worked hard enough today, go back and get some rest. I'm counting on you to take charge of training these little ones this morning, leave the rest of the training to me."

Mia smiled and nodded, leaving the dueling grounds to Sebastian and the others.

"Professor Swan," Ginny asked, "Where's Harry? Why didn't he come back with you?"

"Oh, Harry has officially joined the Order of the Phoenix and is now out on a mission with Professor Dumbledore."

Hearing Sebastian's words, the little ones looked at each other in disbelief.

Harry joined the Order of the Phoenix after just one morning?

That was too efficient!

Moreover, he was doing missions with Professor Dumbledore.

So envious!

"Professor Swan," Ron, unable to resist this temptation, frantically pointed at himself, "Take a look at what we're lacking, we want to join the Order of the Phoenix too."

"Your strength has all reached the standard for joining, but..." Sebastian smiled slightly, drawing out his words, "You can't maintain complete secrecy yet, you wouldn't want to cause the Order of the Phoenix's missions to fail for no reason because of a leak, would you?"

Hearing this, the little ones seemed greatly humiliated, and they all argued with red faces.

"Professor, we definitely won't blab."

"That's right, we're not snitches, you can't say that about us."

"Professor, you can completely trust us."

"Alright, alright," Sebastian raised both hands and gently pressed down, "Of course I trust your character, it's just that your brains don't have any defenses, as long as I want to, I can easily know what you're thinking."

Hermione's mind reacted extremely quickly, and she immediately replied: "Are you referring to Occlumency? We can learn it too!"

"Yes, we can learn it too x N!"

"But if that's the case, you'll have even less time to rest," Sebastian held up a finger and gestured, "In the morning you have intense dueling practice, in the afternoon you have Apparition lessons, in that case Occlumency will have to take up your evenings."

"Professor, we're not afraid of being tired!" Neville said decisively.

Not only was he not afraid of being tired, but he was also worried that Sebastian wouldn't have the heart to train them harshly. He had long been prepared to lose a dozen pounds at Swan Manor.

Hermione and the others also echoed Neville, stating that they were not afraid of hardship or fatigue and would definitely meet the professor's requirements.

Sebastian barely suppressed his laughter, with Harry as an example, he believed that these little ones would definitely not want to fall behind.

Since they were so motivated, then the training volume should be doubled.

"Very good! Since you are so motivated, then I can make a promise now, as long as you master Apparition before the start of the school year, and practice Occlumency to the point where you can resist the intrusion of ordinary enemies, I will let you become interns of the Order of the Phoenix."

"Next, as long as you complete the Order of the Phoenix's assessment missions, you can become full members."

"Woohoo!" Ron cheered and immediately shouted, "What are we waiting for, let's start practicing now."

"Don't rush, don't rush." Sebastian smiled slightly and took out a few letters from his Undetectable Extension Charm bag and placed them in the little ones' hands, "This is your booklist for this year, see if there's anything you need, I'll arrange for Jeff to help you buy it."

Ron took the envelope and opened it, finding two pieces of parchment inside. One was a reminder that school would start as usual on September 1st this year, and the other was the booklist for the following year.

"There are two new books," he read softly, "Miranda Goshawk's 'Standard Book of Spells, Grade 5,' and Wilbert Slinkhard's 'Magical Theory of Defense'."

"I also have 'Magical Theory of Defense'," Ginny said, reading the contents of the letter, "It seems like we have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor again this year. I wonder what kind of person this new professor is, and if they'll be easy to get along with?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Hermione let out an excited cry: "Prefect! The letter says I've become a prefect."

"Congratulations, Hermione," Ron leaned over and looked at the prefect badge in Hermione's palm, his voice full of certainty, "You're so excellent, becoming a prefect is a sure thing."

"In that case, the male prefect must be Harry, what do you think, Neville?"

Neville didn't answer. Ron turned his head and found Neville standing there motionless, his mouth slightly open, staring blankly at the letter in his hand.

"Neville, what's wrong? Why aren't you talking?"

Neville raised his head and stammered: "I don't know what's going on... the letter says I've become the male Gryffindor prefect."

"But... how could I be the prefect, there must be a mistake."

Neville held the letter high above his head, as if trying to use the sunlight to identify the watermark on the letter.

The prefect should be Harry, his strength is the strongest, he has also joined the Order of the Phoenix, and the most important thing is that he just won the Triwizard Tournament for Hogwarts.

He looked at everyone helplessly, as if he had obtained this prefect position through unscrupulous means.

Ron squeezed over, looked at the letter in Neville's hand, and poured a gold and red prefect badge out of Neville's envelope. After confirming that there was no mistake, he patted Neville on the shoulder and said.

"Hey, buddy, don't doubt it, you are the prefect. Among the Gryffindor boys, you are now the most powerful besides Harry, and your grades are better than everyone else, it's normal to become a prefect."

"As for Harry..." Ron frowned and thought, "It must be those bizarre rumors recently that are holding him back. Think about it, many of our classmates must believe those lies."

"If Harry becomes a prefect, the situation will be more troublesome. I think Dumbledore didn't choose him as a prefect based on this consideration."

Looking at Ron's performance, Sebastian nodded almost imperceptibly.

Ron's guess was correct. Harry was now in a vortex of public opinion. If he were to be a prefect, he would be very passive no matter how he responded to other people's questions.

Besides, this was also a test of friendship and love set by old Dumbledore.

Ron didn't feel any jealousy towards Neville. He gave a perfect answer as soon as he came up. No matter how you look at it, he has really made great progress.

Sebastian clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the little ones.

"Alright, let's discuss the prefect matter later, let's continue practicing Apparition."