Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Fudge stood on the podium, looking very energetic.

Hehe, this is an achievement that comes to your doorstep.

From today on, whenever people talk about werewolves, they will never forget that I am the first Minister of Magic to care about the lives of werewolves.

Everyone can see how he has devoted his life to the stability of the wizarding world until his death.

Gosh, Sebastian is really nice and always thinks of me when something good happens.

Moreover, his brain is very useful. Last time he cared for the dragon, this time he cared for the werewolf, and he can always think of new ideas every time.

From this point of view, it wouldn’t be surprising if next time I was asked to care for some strange and bizarre magical animals.

It's a pity that Sebastian is the richest man in the wizarding world and doesn't value the position in the Ministry of Magic, so he can't use it fully for his own benefit.

Otherwise, he must be assigned the position of Deputy Minister of Magic so that he can give me more advice.

But it doesn’t matter. As the Minister of Magic, I can make it easier for Swann to do alchemy.

I believe Sebastian can see my sincerity and reciprocate.

Fudge cleared his throat, looked down at the audience in front of him, and began to talk about the latest situation in the wizarding world.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our Ministry of Magic has achieved many brilliant achievements in the past year."

He paused and glanced around: "First of all, we have achieved a great victory in the fight against dark wizards."

"Under my leadership, our Aurors have successfully arrested dark wizard after dark wizard."

There was applause and low-pitched discussions from the audience, and the reporters' flashlights kept clicking.

Sebastian clapped his hands in boredom with an impeccable smile on his face.

This Fudge is really bullshitting!

He keeps bragging about his achievements, as if the magical world cannot survive without him.

Damn, the theme tonight is werewolves, and tonight is a full moon night.

The moon will rise soon. It will be fun when old Pete turns into a werewolf and bites Fudge directly.

Finally, Fudge ended his boring speech and began to express his concern for the werewolf wizards with a sad face.

I have to say that as a qualified politician, Fudge's acting is so natural.

If you simply look at his current performance, everyone will only think that he is a good minister who truly cares about werewolf wizards.

"As we all know, every full-moon night, werewolves will transform into wolves, then lose their minds and indiscriminately attack all humans around them."

Fudge's tone gradually lowered: "The victims will be transformed into new werewolves, and the perpetrators often do not do it out of their own will."

"This situation has always plagued the wizarding world."

"Fortunately," Fudge changed the subject and his tone became excited, "our potion master, Mr. Damocles Belby, invented the wolfsbane potion."

"And the wolfsbane potion can allow werewolves to retain their human sanity when they transform, so they don't have to worry about causing harm to others during the full moon."

"Of course, seeing is believing. Therefore, the Ministry of Magic invites everyone to witness this historic moment together."

"Next, please welcome Mr. Dadamocles Belby."

Fudge looked down at the manuscript, and after confirming the name on it, he said loudly, "And tonight's special werewolf guest Old Pete will make a presentation for everyone."

Good guy!

There were only five minutes left until moonrise and Fudge had no time to waste.

Sure enough, each of these standard politicians is a master of time management.

Sebastian looked at Old Pete beside him and nodded encouragingly.

After getting a signal from Sebastian, Old Pete plucked up his courage, stood up and walked towards the podium.

Seeing Old Pitt in the crowd, the reporters turned their cameras and took a lot of photos of him.

Among the group of reporters, there was a lady wearing glasses and with delicate makeup.

A shorthand quill was floating in front of her, writing something on the parchment without anyone controlling it.

Wolfe Herb Garden?

never heard of that!

It seems that these werewolves have gathered together, and I wonder if they are plotting something.

This is big news!

Your article will definitely be on the front page tomorrow.

It’s a pity that the Daily Prophet is now in decline, otherwise I would definitely be able to earn a lot of money from my royalties.

I want to see for myself who is brave enough to sit with this werewolf and not afraid of being bitten by him.

Perhaps, that person is the boss behind Wolf Herb Garden?

Otherwise, how could he be so bold?

Very good, this point should also be included in the article.

Although there is no evidence, it does not prevent me from making reasonable speculations in the article!

But I am Rita Skeeter, and I have the responsibility to reveal some "truths" to my readers.

Thinking of this, she adjusted her glasses and looked excitedly in the direction where Old Pete was coming.

Suddenly, her eyes fixed and her whole body began to tremble.

what happened?

Only the seat next to Sebastian Swann was empty.

Could it be that......

He is the boss behind the werewolf? ! ! !

When she was hesitating, she suddenly saw Sebastian looking at her coldly.

This glance was like a sharp arrow piercing her heart. She felt her blood solidify instantly. A chill ran up from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, making her feel as if she had fallen into an icy cave.

For a moment, it seemed as if the whole world had stopped, leaving only those cold eyes that were infinitely magnified in her mind.

Dont look at me!

Dont look at me!

Why are you still looking at me...

Rita was a little overwhelmed. Her eyes involuntarily avoided Sebastian, trying to escape the oppressive feeling at the moment, but she found that she could not divert her attention at all.

correct!

Own article!

Rita's face turned pale, as if she had been stung by a bee, and she suddenly grasped the shorthand quill that was still writing the article.

Looking at the words on the parchment, Rita felt a little scared.

But I dare not write this. If I really send this article out, that devil will block my door again tomorrow.

She picked up the parchment covered with words and began to write on it in large sections.

We should sing praises, praise the other party as an entrepreneur with a global vision and who has made outstanding contributions to the stability and development of the wizarding world.

We should praise the other party for creating a fair and just working environment for werewolves, allowing them to work with peace of mind and give full play to their talents.

We should praise the other person, praise him for not being stingy with money, donating generously, and supporting various charitable causes and social projects, making the entire magical world more harmonious and beautiful because of his existence.

Rita became more and more excited as she wrote. She was so immersed in it that she didn't even care about the press conference.

Seeing Rita's attitude, Sebastian nodded with satisfaction.

This Rita, just now she was trying to make trouble again!

It seems that he needs to be beaten from time to time before he will behave himself.

Thinking of this, Sebastian withdrew his gaze and no longer paid attention to this jumping clown.

He looked at old Pete on the podium, looking forward to the show tonight officially starting.

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