Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

"Professor, did you need me?"

Pushing open the office door, Harry stood panting, beads of sweat slightly dotting his forehead, but his eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit, making him look like a soldier ready for battle.

Sebastian glanced at him, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned: "You're quick; you've even changed into your gear."

Harry grinned, patting his combat robes, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement: "Hehe, I changed as soon as I got Kingsley's notice! Tonight, we're giving the Death Eaters a surprise!"

At this moment, Harry was wearing a deep crimson dragon hide combat suit, made from the softest leather of a fire dragon's belly. It was both flexible and tough, and its superb magic resistance was enough to dissolve most dark curses and impacts.

The buttons on the combat suit were the top-tier button-shaped defensive badges made by Swan Alchemy, capable of automatically activating defensive magic at critical moments to block incoming spells for him. Judging from the number of buttons on the combat suit, it could withstand a dozen or so spells without a problem.

He had also put a lot of effort into his undergarments. A well-tailored basilisk skin combat vest clung tightly to his figure, providing further safety assurance.

His Undetectable Extension Charm bag was filled with all kinds of potions, from invigorating potions to restore energy to Essence of Dittany for healing wounds. The most precious of these was a large bottle of golden potion, which was the Felix Felicis—Harry's first birthday gift from Snape.

Harry had already decided to distribute this bottle of Felix Felicis to his friends before the fighting began tonight to ensure their safety.

In addition, the Undetectable Extension Charm bag also contained Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder, a Hand of Glory, an Invisibility Cloak, and various other alchemical tools.

He was armed to the teeth, you could say he had maximized the power of 'pay to win'.

Harry was confident that as long as he didn't face Voldemort head-on, he could calmly handle all kinds of complex situations.

"Professor, give me any tasks tonight; I guarantee I'll complete them perfectly."

Sebastian slowly raised his chin, signaling him to sit down, his tone calm and steady: "Don't rush, sit down and let's talk slowly."

Don't rush? How could he not rush!

Harry grumbled inwardly, he was planning to find Ron and Hermione to discuss tonight's battle plan; where would he find the time to take it slow?

But he knew that Sebastian was not a person who spoke without purpose. If he was looking for him at this critical juncture, he must have an important task to assign.

So, he plopped down on the sofa, staring intently at Sebastian, looking impatient.

Sebastian chuckled softly, looking at Harry with a profound gaze, and slowly opened his mouth: "Harry, I do have a task for you. But before that, you need to understand one thing—tonight will be our final battle with the Dark Lord."

The final battle?!

Harry suddenly stood up from the sofa, his hands clenched tightly with excitement, "Are you serious?!"

Sebastian nodded slightly, his tone firm: "Of course. Tonight, I will personally end Voldemort and completely end this war."

This... This is great!

A surge of ecstasy suddenly flooded Harry's heart, and he almost wanted to punch the air in celebration. He had waited too long for this day!

However, amidst the excitement, a thought popped into his head, instantly extinguishing his excitement.

Wait! What about Voldemort's Horcruxes?

If all the Horcruxes aren't destroyed, even if Voldemort is defeated tonight, he won't truly die!

But Professor Swan is so sure, could it be that he has already found all the Horcruxes?

Thinking of this, Harry's expression suddenly changed, his eyes locked on Sebastian, and he asked anxiously: "Professor, have you found all the Horcruxes?!"

Sebastian smiled slightly and gently waved his wand, taking out five exquisitely crafted alchemical safes from his Undetectable Extension Charm bag.

Then he waved his wand again, and the five safes opened in turn, revealing the treasures inside.

"The diary, Slytherin's locket, Ravenclaw's diadem, Hufflepuff's cup, and the Gaunt family ring," Sebastian showed Harry one by one. "And one Horcrux is the Dark Lord's snake, Nagini."

One, two, three... six!

Harry silently counted the number of Horcruxes, and at the end, he said worriedly.

"Professor Swan, after Dumbledore's funeral, I got a message from Professor Slughorn that the Dark Lord's goal was to create seven Horcruxes."

"Now, even with Nagini, there are only six Horcruxes. Professor, could it be that we haven't found one Horcrux yet?"

Looking at Harry's nervous expression, Sebastian was silent for a moment, then sighed deeply and said slowly in a low voice.

"Harry, I want to tell you a story."

Harry held his breath, a hint of unease rising in his heart.

"It was a night more than ten years ago, the Dark Lord broke into Godric's Hollow to try to kill you. And your mother stood in front of you with her life, using her sacrifice to cast an ancient and powerful magic."

"Under the effect of this magic, the Dark Lord's Killing Curse failed to kill you and instead rebounded on himself, destroying his physical body and tearing a fragment of his soul from his already fragmented soul. That piece of soul did not dissipate but instead attached itself to the only living person in the house—you."

"Therefore, you have Parseltongue, even if you are not a descendant of Slytherin, you can still talk to snakes."

"Therefore, when the Dark Lord is emotionally agitated, your scar will hurt, and you can see the images in his mind."

"Of course, you mastered Occlumency early on, and the Dark Lord still doesn't know about the mysterious connection between you and him."

Speaking of this, Sebastian stopped, only looking at Harry with a profound gaze.

The air suddenly became heavy, Harry's throat seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand, his heart was beating violently, and an indescribable chill climbed up his spine.

Horcrux, soul fragment, Parseltongue, Occlumency, all the clues pointed to one answer, an answer that Harry could hardly accept.

"So..." Harry's lips trembled slightly, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "The last Horcrux was found long ago, and that's me, right?"

Meeting Harry's gaze, Sebastian slowly nodded.

"That's right, Harry, you are the last Horcrux..."