Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Harry looked around and found that the wizards around him were just watching from afar, and no one was willing to pay attention to what was happening here.

Several wizards in tattered wizard robes squatted in the corner, grinning maliciously, their eyes seemed to be looking at two pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

It turns out that this is the true appearance of Knockturn Alley.

It turns out that dark wizards are so scary.

Harry looked at Sebastian, trying to get some instructions from him.

As a result, he found Sebastian surrounded by four wizards with malicious intentions.

The four wizards kept clamoring for Sebastian to give them some pocket money. They looked even scarier than the old witch beside him.

Done!

Sebastian is surrounded by people, I hope he won’t fall into the gutter.

Just as Harry was worried, Sebastian's voice rang out.

His voice was plain but extremely powerful, carrying an unquestionable strength.

"I'm only going to say it once."

"roll!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the four wizards laughed wildly, and even the wizards who were watching laughed, as if the man in front of them was a fool.

"Brother, you have been surrounded by four of us. Can you still turn the tables?"

"That's right. We just want to borrow some Galleons from you. Don't be so stingy, or the spell won't be able to see you."

"Brother, spend money to avoid disaster. Don't do anything stupid for your own safety."

"Why bother talking to him so much nonsense, why not just go ahead and do it?"

An ill-tempered wizard couldn't wait any longer, he raised his wand and cast a spell at Sebastian.

"Collapse!"

In Sebastian's magical perception, the wizard's speed in casting spells was as slow as a turtle.

He took a step forward and the spell flew past his body and hit a wizard who was watching.

"Since you've made your move," Sebastian's voice was a little cold, "then all of you should stay."

As he spoke, Sebastian's magic power began to boil over, pressing towards all the wizards around him in waves.

"Who do you think you are? Dumbledore? How dare you be so arrogant? Look at me..."

Before he finished speaking, the wizard's shouting stopped abruptly, and the ferocious expression froze on his face.

In his feeling, the opponent's magic power was like a huge wave, and he himself was like a small boat on the wave, in danger of capsizing at any time.

Done!

Look away.

It hit a brick wall.

Fear crawled all over his body like a giant snake. Sweat poured down his forehead and his pupils shrank violently to the size of a needle tip.

escape!

Must escape!

Damn it, I don’t know how to Apparate.

The wizard was completely frightened, his mind went blank, and he didn't even have the courage to cast a spell.

He didn't care about his companions around him, turned around suddenly, and staggered forward.

However, before he could take even one step, he felt his whole body stiffen, he lost his balance, and fell forward due to inertia.

Petrification spell?

This is......

Wandless and silent casting!

Damn it, he’s completely screwed today.

With a thud, the wizard fell heavily to the ground.

At the moment of falling to the ground, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that none of his companions and the old witch had escaped.

They all fell to the ground stiffly like him.

Seeing this scene, the wizard felt relieved.

Ok!

I'm not the only one who got hit.

No matter what the outcome is, you will always have a companion to accompany you.

Sebastian stretched out his wand and turned several wizards on the ground over, turning them onto their backs.

Then he took out a bottle of water of life and death, floated it in the air with his wand, and fed each wizard on the ground a big sip.

"Alright, these guys are our spoils of war, let's let them have a good sleep before we finish shopping."

Harry was stunned as he watched Sebastian's smooth operation.

This is so skillful!

It seems that Sebastian has dealt with dark wizards in this way many times before.

Sebastian was so powerful that he knocked all these malicious wizards to the ground with just a little move.

Harry's eyes lit up. He felt that he had become like this in just a blink of an eye.

He looked around and found that the wizards who were watching had expressions of fear on their faces and were fleeing in all directions like birds and beasts.

It was as if he was facing a giant dragon, afraid that he would be eaten if he ran a little slower.

However, it seems that these wizards are a little too frightened, and some shops are even planning to close.

Is it that exaggerated?

"Mr. Jack," Harry looked at Sebastian in confusion, "Those shops...seem to be closing."

"Oh, they just felt my magic and were too scared."

magic?

Harry was a little dazed, totally unable to comprehend what Sebastian was saying.

When Sebastian's magic exploded just now, he deliberately avoided Harry.

As a result, Harry only saw these wizards fall to the ground, and had no idea what kind of pressure they had been under.

Seeing Harry's puzzled expression, Sebastian controlled his magic and pressed it slightly on Harry.

For a moment, Harry felt a little suffocated and couldn't breathe.

"Do you feel it? That is the effect of the powerful magic power."

Harry opened his mouth and asked the question in his mind: "Were those wizards scared away because they sensed your magic power?"

"That's right," Sebastian smiled gently, "Remember the giant stone in front of the duel hall that tests magic power?"

Harry nodded; of course he remembered the Rock.

Before the holiday, he had taken a test and found that his magic power had reached the third level of a wizard apprentice.

In other words, he now has the magical level of an ordinary third-grade wizard.

But why did Sebastian say this?

As if noting Harry's doubts, Sebastian continued to explain.

"For adult wizards, there is actually another set of measurement methods."

"When your magic power reaches the 30th level of an adult wizard, the effect of being established at the age of 30 will be triggered."

"Thirty, what's that?" Harry asked curiously.

"Standing on one's own feet at the age of thirty means that when your magic power reaches the 30th level of an adult wizard, all wizards must stand up when they see you."

This statement is so fresh and interesting.

Harry's eyes sparkled, and he asked impatiently, "Any other ideas?"

Sebastian stretched out his wand and floated up several wizards on the ground, following the two of them like balloons, smiling as he walked.

"A wizard who is at forty years old will never be confused by battle."

"Fifty years old, one knows destiny. When a wizard reaches adulthood, he or she reaches the 50th stage. The whole world knows that his or her words are the greatest orders of all."

interesting!

Harry listened with great interest.

No wonder Sebastian has been training himself to improve his magic power. It turns out that increasing magic power has so many invisible benefits.

I don’t know when I will be able to stand on my own feet at the age of thirty.

Just as Harry was expecting Sebastian to continue, Sebastian looked at Harry and changed the subject.

"Those things are still too far away for you. You should first practice your magic skills."

"Next, let's talk about today's unique course."

"Tell me, what did you learn today?"

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