Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Seeing Voldemort disappear crisply and efficiently from the Ministry of Magic, Sebastian chuckled softly.

What? Scared already?

Smart enough to know better than to recklessly challenge both myself and Dumbledore alone.

Looking at the surrounding wreckage, Sebastian shook his head.

To be honest, Voldemort's actions today completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

Sebastian never imagined that old Voldy would actually go to Ilvermorny, obtain Slytherin's Serpentwood Wand, and come back with an epic buff.

Moreover, with the Serpentwood Wand, Sebastian's fake wand plan was ruined.

Unfortunately, Voldemort didn't notify anyone about his trip to the American wizarding world, not even the many Death Eaters at Malfoy Manor.

All they knew was that Voldemort was preparing to attack Azkaban and rescue the imprisoned Death Eaters.

It's a pity that Lucius never found an opportunity to send out a message, and by the time Sebastian received the news, Azkaban had already fallen.

However, the news of Voldemort's attack on Azkaban and the Ministry of Magic made Sebastian realize that there might still be a chance to salvage his fake wand plan.

So, he returned to Hogwarts at light speed, stopped Dumbledore, who was about to go to the Ministry of Magic to reinforce, and briefly told him about his plan.

The purpose was only one: to make old Voldy voluntarily give up the Serpentwood Wand and abandon his advantage.

Thinking of this, Sebastian went directly to Dumbledore's side and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Headmaster, did the Dark Lord notice your wand?"

"He did," Dumbledore said softly, "To cooperate with your plan, I even revealed the Elder Wand, my trump card, to Tom, so shouldn't we find some time to carefully discuss your plan?"

"We can," Sebastian nodded, "Let's wait until the holidays are over; in the meantime, I'll refine some details."

Dumbledore didn't say much but gently waved his wand and put away the still-burning wall of fire.

The Aurors emerged from behind the cover, looking at Dumbledore with reverence and gratitude in their eyes.

"Voldemort has escaped," Amelia said in a low voice, "Thank you for protecting us, Professor Dumbledore."

Saying that, she looked at the many Aurors and began to issue orders in an orderly manner.

"Notify the heads of all departments to come to the Ministry of Magic quickly to prepare for a meeting. Also, notify all media outlets to hold a press conference in one hour."

"The press conference will be held here, let all the media see the Dark Lord's brutality and make them give up their illusions."

"Also," she looked at Fudge's body and said in a heavy voice, "Let everyone know how Minister Fudge heroically sacrificed himself."

Looking at Fudge lying on the ground, Sebastian's heart was filled with emotion.

After hearing that the Dark Lord had attacked the Ministry of Magic, Sebastian originally thought that Fudge would directly surrender to save his life.

After all, based on Fudge's personality, even if all the Aurors died, he should be the one who survived.

However, he never expected that Fudge would die.

And die so decisively, even making it impossible to criticize him—he actually sacrificed himself for his country in an almost heroic manner at the last moment.

Martyrdom—since ancient times, this has been the highest form of death, such as the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, who changed everyone's perception of him because of his martyrdom.

Seeing Dumbledore wave his wand to tidy Fudge's dust-covered robes, Sebastian sighed heavily in his heart.

To be honest, in the beginning, he didn't have any ill feelings towards Fudge. Back then, for the sake of exchanging benefits, he even helped Fudge with various strategies.

It was only because of Harry that he and Fudge had a falling out.

Fudge craved power and wanted to become the most outstanding Minister of Magic in the history of the wizarding world. Although he made countless mistakes during his tenure, after today, all of this seemed to be redefined.

After today, everyone's impression of Fudge will change; no one will blame him anymore, and maybe they will even erect a statue to commemorate him.

In this way, Fudge can be considered to have left a strong mark on magical history.

At a critical moment, everything was simplified. Amelia didn't arrange for people to set up the scene for the press conference, so when the reporters arrived, they saw such a scene after the war.

"Merlin, what exactly happened?"

"Who attacked? This is the Ministry of Magic!"

"I heard that the Dark Lord has appeared!"

As soon as the words fell, the reporters suddenly gasped.

"Really? Didn't they say that the Dark Lord's return was fake news?"

"Now it seems it's not fake at all. Look, Professor Dumbledore and Professor Swann have both appeared."

"I heard that not only the Ministry of Magic, but the Dark Lord also captured Azkaban and rescued all the Death Eaters."

"Merlin! It's going to be chaotic again. I've decided that after I go back, I'll buy a house in Hogsmeade New Town; only staying there will I feel safe."

While speaking, an hour had passed, and Amelia reappeared and came to the reporters.

"Colleagues, reporter friends, and everyone who cares about the future of our wizarding world:

I know that many of you have personally witnessed the tragic state of the Ministry of Magic's atrium, those broken marble floors, collapsed fountain statues, and the atmosphere of destruction permeating the air.

All of this is telling you that the Dark Lord has returned!"

Like a thunderbolt from the blue, the reporters trembled, and even the magical cameras in their hands were a little unstable. They didn't dare to breathe loudly and stared at Amelia, waiting for her to continue speaking.

"Today, with a heavy heart, I stand here to announce to everyone that Minister Cornelius Fudge heroically sacrificed himself in the battle to protect the Ministry of Magic.

His last moment demonstrated the fearless spirit that we should possess. This fearlessness does not come from the pinnacle of power but from the responsibility and belief as the Minister of Magic.

Please allow me, on behalf of the Ministry of Magic, to express our deepest condolences to him."

What? Minister Fudge sacrificed himself?

The reporters' faces were pale, and some reporters were even so afraid that they sat directly on the ground.

"Voldemort's return is undoubtedly frightening. He brings not only violence and death but also division and despair.

Many people may be confused by this, even doubting whether hope still exists.

But what I want to tell you is that despair is precisely the weapon the Dark Lord wants to sow. He wants us to submit, he wants us to fall apart.

But we must not let his conspiracy succeed; we will never surrender to this madman!"

Amelia looked at the camera with a firm gaze, without a trace of retreat.

"Now, we need to unite more than ever.

Wizards and witches, the Ministry of Magic and every wizarding family must build an unbreakable bond.

Every Auror, every Ministry of Magic employee, every ordinary wizard, each of our strengths will be the cornerstone of resisting the darkness.

As long as we work together, no dark magic can destroy our beliefs!

After today, the Ministry of Magic will fully implement wartime policies. We will work closely with Hogwarts, St. Mungo's Hospital, and the International Confederation of Wizards to jointly meet this catastrophe.

Remember, we are not fighting alone. With the help of Professor Dumbledore and Professor Swann, we will surely be able to defeat the darkness and defeat the Dark Lord!"