Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Unfortunately…

Although Sebastian's tone carried a gentle yet firm charm, as if every word could reach the depths of one's heart.

And his expression was even more filled with an irresistible attraction, seemingly capable of shaking anyone's beliefs easily.

But both old men were seasoned veterans, not as easily swayed as hot-blooded young people.

They wore thoughtful expressions, not knowing what they were thinking.

Sebastian stretched out his right hand, but no one paid him any attention, and for a moment, the room was extremely quiet.

Fortunately, he had a thick skin and didn't feel embarrassed at all, just chuckled and retracted his right hand.

Sebastian understood very well that these two were smart people, and the biggest characteristic of smart people is that they are difficult to fool.

In other words, they only believe in what they see, think, and feel.

He didn't expect to bind them to his chariot with just a few words today, and his recruitment of them was just a long shot.

At most, it was just planting a seed in their hearts.

Seeing that the two old men were still immersed in thought, Sebastian didn't bother them, but took out his undetectable extension charm bag and took things out one by one.

Brand new bedding, magic lamps, magic television, multi-functional massage chairs, and so on, and in a short while, the entire room was transformed.

Sebastian's little abacus was clicking away, he understood very well.

It didn't matter if the two old guys didn't join him, but they definitely had to learn magic today.

So, he decorated this room well to make Grindelwald more comfortable.

One should not hit a smiling face, hoping that Grindelwald would not make things difficult for him when teaching spells.

Looking at Sebastian's busy figure, Grindelwald grinned.

"Boy, don't bother, these worldly possessions are not worth mentioning in my eyes. If you want to please me by this means, then you've made a wrong calculation."

"Moreover, I will not go out with you," he glanced at Dumbledore, "In the end, I am just a prisoner locked in Nurmengard."

Sebastian controlled the urge to curl his lips.

What prisoner? Grindelwald had just lost heart and locked himself up.

The protective charms outside Nurmengard looked powerful, but in fact, they couldn't stop a powerful wizard like Grindelwald at all.

He was actually waiting for an invitation.

An invitation from Dumbledore.

Otherwise, why would he have looked at Dumbledore just now?

Just as Sebastian's inner drama was getting more and more lively, he heard Grindelwald change the subject.

"You're not bad in my eyes, kid. I can teach you the spell."

"Cast a Fiendfyre, Sebastian."

Hearing this, Sebastian took out his wand and made a piece of parchment float in the air.

In the blink of an eye, orange-yellow flames ignited from a corner of the parchment, and then slowly devoured the entire parchment at a slow speed.

Seeing that the violent Fiendfyre became more docile than ordinary flames in Sebastian's hands, Grindelwald's eyes were full of appreciation.

"I must say, your control over magic and spells is very exquisite."

"However, I will only teach you the essentials of the Fire Shield Charm."

"As for whether you can learn it, when you can learn it, and what you will learn, it all depends on your own comprehension."

Grindelwald adjusted his posture to make himself sit more comfortably.

"The principle is actually very simple. All you need to do is make your will become the will of the Fiendfyre."

"Remember, it's not about using your will to control it, but about integrating your will into it, so that the Fiendfyre becomes spiritual."

"In this way, this spell can autonomously identify friend or foe, so that people who recognize your will will no longer be harmed by this magic."

Speaking of this, Grindelwald stopped talking and looked at Sebastian with a smile.

Is that it?

How to integrate the will into the Fiendfyre?

You didn't even say such a key trick…

Sebastian was a little speechless. He was listening with great interest, but it ended so abruptly.

This old man is really good at cutting things off…

He's not afraid of receiving blades at all.

But…

The power of will, huh?

This feeling is a bit like the power of love.

Sebastian remembered that Dumbledore always talked about the power of love in the original book.

His thoughts drifted a little, and he thought of the protective spell Lily left on Harry.

Isn't that the ancient magic that incorporates Lily's love for Harry?

Thinking of this, Sebastian's heart was filled with great pride.

Heh heh, you old man are still hiding things.

But even if you don't say it, I can figure out the trick!

......

The high tower of Nurmengard cast a long shadow in the setting sun. This shadow seemed like a giant palm, shrouding the surrounding wilderness, making it even more森.

After closing the heavy door, Sebastian couldn't help but raise his head and look in the direction of Grindelwald's room.

This stubborn old man still didn't leave this cage. He was completely unmoved by Sebastian's persuasion and stubbornly stayed behind.

Sebastian sighed in his heart and turned to look at Dumbledore's departing back.

Grindelwald may be waiting for Dumbledore's invitation.

So what is Dumbledore waiting for?

The grievances between these two old guys are really confusing…

"Sebastian."

Dumbledore's voice came, his tone was very flat, making it impossible to hear a trace of joy or anger.

"Do you want Gellert to come out and become the magical world's human-shaped nuclear weapon?"

Hearing Dumbledore's question, Sebastian quickly stepped forward and walked side by side with Dumbledore.

"I just want an extra insurance, after all, Mr. Grindelwald's reputation is quite big."

Sebastian smiled at Dumbledore.

"I hate war because I am a peace-loving businessman, and Swan Alchemy's focus is entirely on household goods. War will bring a heavy blow to Swan Alchemy."

"But as a wizard, a powerful wizard, I am never afraid of war."

"I really like a saying that Muggles say."

Sebastian smiled meaningfully, his voice no longer flat, but became firm and sonorous.

"Peace exists through struggle, and peace dies through compromise!"

"If there really is such a day, then for the magical world, I will become a nuclear weapon in the eyes of the Muggle government!"

After speaking, he waved to Dumbledore in the setting sun.

"Headmaster, I won't go back to Hogwarts with you."

"Harry is still with Severus, waiting for me to pick him up and go home together."

"We'll see you later."

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