Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Seeing the little wizards' eyes widen and their mouths form an "O" shape, Professor McGonagall's smile grew even brighter.

She crossed her arms, nodded slightly, appearing happy and confident, as if to say, "Amazing, right? This is just the beginning!"

Professor McGonagall turned to look at Sebastian: "Sebastian, I'll need your cooperation."

Sebastian gladly agreed, coming to the other side of the dueling stage. He held his wand in front of his chest and bowed to Professor McGonagall.

Lockhart's voice sounded at the right moment: "3 — — 2 — — 1, begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sebastian launched an attack.

"Stupefy!"

Facing the incoming spell, Professor McGonagall didn't panic at all. Under her control, a lion leaped up and blocked the spell.

"Did everyone see that?" Lockhart stood on the high platform, energetically explaining, "Using Transfiguration can easily block the enemy's spells."

"If your attack frequency is too low and the attack power is insufficient, you won't be able to break through these Transfigured objects at all."

"Pay attention, all the Transfigured objects in the arena are pressing towards Professor Swann, but under Professor Swann's spell, these objects simply cannot cross the center line of the stage."

"Professor McGonagall doesn't panic at all when facing the overwhelming spells. She simply moves her feet slightly, allowing all the spells to land on the guards around her."

"Elegant! It's too elegant!"

The situation in the arena was completely within Sebastian's expectations. This was just the first stage of the demonstration match. He and Professor McGonagall had discussed that the first stage would only demonstrate to the little wizards how to use Transfiguration to counter the enemy's spells.

Seeing that the effect was almost achieved, Sebastian increased the power of the spells, pushing the demonstration match into the second stage—demonstrating the diversity of Transfiguration offense.

"Oh my god!" The little wizards exclaimed again.

They saw the lions in the arena crack one by one, shattering into a pile of wooden blocks. In the blink of an eye, these wooden blocks turned into rats, densely packed and rushing towards Sebastian.

Facing the incoming rats, Sebastian used the area-of-effect skill, Incendio, burning them all to ashes.

"Professor Swann using fire against the enemy is indeed a good idea," Lockhart's voice sounded again, "However, you can't be careless at all when facing a Transfiguration master."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flames on the ground turned into fiery lions, once again besieging Sebastian.

Seeing the incoming fire lions, Sebastian knew the time had come. Next, he would provide everyone with a wonderful Transfiguration feast.

"Aguamenti!"

Instantly, thick water columns shot into the arena. Under Sebastian's Transfiguration, these water columns turned into giant snakes composed of water, grappling with the fiery lions.

Then, he took out a few wizard chess pieces and threw them casually.

These chess pieces instantly turned into equally huge warriors, fiercely fighting with the giants around Professor McGonagall.

They were like two well-trained armies, fighting in the center of the hall, the clashing of weapons making a clanging sound. The scene was extremely spectacular for a time.

Under Sebastian's exquisite control, the Transfigured soldiers on both sides fell one by one, until they perished together.

Afterwards, he waved his wand, clearing away the mess on the stage.

"Too beautiful," Lockhart shouted loudly, "Let us give the two professors a warm round of applause."

Amidst the students' cheers, Professor McGonagall smiled and walked off the stage. The evening hall was illuminated like daytime by the lights, and the air was filled with a mixture of tension and excitement.

The second to take the stage was Professor Flitwick. Without waiting for Lockhart's introduction, he quickly walked onto the stage. He couldn't wait to show everyone the wonders of spells.

For tonight's demonstration match, he specially put on the battle robe he wore when he participated in the dueling competition in his youth.

Although the fabric of the robe was slightly old, it still exuded a sense of solemnity. Every abrasion recorded his glorious achievements of that year.

As the champion of the dueling competition, he had countless skills to share with everyone.

He cleared his throat and said to the little wizards: "I will share some skills with you from the aspect of spells."

"If you want to improve your dueling skills, it is best to learn spells in a targeted manner from these three major aspects: attack, defense, and disruption."

"Such as the Stunner and Petrification Curse in terms of attack, the Protego in terms of defense, and the Obscuration Charm in terms of disruption, and so on."

"In addition," Professor Flitwick raised his voice slightly, "Different spell combinations will produce different sparks."

"For example, the Water-Making Spell and the Freezing Charm together can be used to create ice to attack the enemy."

As he said this, he glanced at Sebastian and introduced to the little wizards: "Professor Swann is most skilled in this area."

Professor Flitwick was indeed a master of spells. He explained various combinations of spells to the little wizards in a simple and clear way.

In his mouth, even some simple spells could have different uses.

The little wizards nodded repeatedly, and some clever guys had already taken out quick-writing quills to write down everything he said.

"The aspect of spells is broad and profound. If you want to achieve something in this area, you need to spend a lot of time exploring and practicing."

Then, Professor Flitwick called Sebastian together to bring the little wizards a spell demonstration match.

His movements were extremely elegant, as if the wand in his hand was not a tool for casting magic, but a baton.

As for the spells, they were an invisible orchestra under his direction.

Facing Professor Flitwick's attack, Sebastian refused to be outdone, always finding the most appropriate spell to resolve the opponent's offensive.

The wide variety of spells turned Lockhart into a mute. He really couldn't understand the intricacies of it.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall saw his embarrassment and directly opened her mouth to explain to everyone.

Under Professor McGonagall's explanation, the little wizards gradually understood the brilliance of it and cheered for the professors on the stage.

Finally, amidst the cheers of the little wizards, the two simultaneously put away their wands, ending the demonstration match.

After Professor Flitwick, Snape strode onto the stage. Because he was walking so fast, his black robe fluttered behind him, making a whooshing sound.

"What can Professor Snape teach?" Ron was extremely afraid of this strict Potions professor and complained to Harry in a low voice, "Teach us how to poison our opponents?"

"Ron!" Harry was somewhat dissatisfied with Ron's complaint, "I think Professor Snape is also very strong, just wait and see."

Snape stood on the stage and swept his gaze around expressionlessly.

The little wizards were deadly silent, and for a moment they felt as if they had returned to Potions class.

"Unlike the previous two professors," Snape's voice sounded, "I will not teach you the uses of various spells."

"What you need to learn is—"

"How to cope with danger......"