Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Hogwarts Castle is particularly lively today. The young wizards are busy dressing themselves up and preparing to take photos for their student ID cards.

Normally, most of them go out without makeup, but today they all tried their best to dress themselves up.

Most of the boys took a shower and styled their hair into a stylish look.

Girls are much more complicated.

Because they were only allowed to wear school uniforms, they not only spent a lot of time on their hairstyle, but also put a lot of effort into their makeup.

Hermione stood in front of the mirror, looking at her front teeth and hair, feeling a little depressed.

My hair is so messy that I can't comb it neatly no matter how hard I try.

The photo-taking notification was too sudden, otherwise I could have bought some hair products to take care of it.

And these two front teeth are as big as rabbit teeth, which is really not very beautiful.

Hey......

If only someone could help me with magic.

Suddenly, Hermione's eyes lit up and she thought of a suitable candidate - Professor Mia Swan.

At Hogwarts, she is recognized as the youngest and most beautiful female professor, and she usually wears delicate makeup.

Maybe she will find a way to deal with her front teeth and hair.

Hermione set off immediately and found the young and beautiful professor in the training office of St. Mungo's.

She was surprised to find that there were quite a few students who had this idea, and there were already many little witches queuing up in the room.

They lined up in a queue, chattering about how to dress more beautifully.

Mia smiled and considerately helped students achieve the effects they wanted. During the whole process, she did not show any impatience and looked extremely elegant.

Hermione waited patiently in line and soon it was her turn.

"Professor, my hair is too frizzy. Can you help me style it?" Hermione asked cautiously. "I really don't know what to do. I combed it for a long time but it didn't work."

"Of course, Miss Granger." Mia smiled softly and waved her wand gently.

Suddenly, Hermione's fluffy and messy hair became smooth and soft, hanging neatly on her shoulders.

"How would you like your hair to be worn," Mia asked kindly, "Would you like it to be draped over your shoulders, or would you like me to braid it in an elaborate braid, or put it back in a bun?"

Hermione thought for a moment and decided, "I want a bun. It will look more generous."

Mia nodded and waved her wand again, styling Hermione's hair into an elegant bun.

"Professor," Hermione opened her mouth shyly, "Can you make my front teeth smaller?"

“They’re too big and don’t look aesthetically pleasing.”

"This is easy." Mia asked Hermione to hold up a mirror. "Look in the mirror. When the teeth are reduced to your satisfaction, let me stop."

As she spoke, she raised her wand and cast a spell directly at Hermione's front teeth.

Soon, Hermione's slightly protruding front teeth became smaller under the effect of magic, almost perfectly fitting her face shape.

Hermione put away the mirror and looked at Mia gratefully: "Thank you for your help, Professor."

She was so happy.

To be honest, she had wanted to reduce the size of her two front teeth for a long time.

However, she was afraid of wearing the wire braces to correct her orthodontic symptoms.

So, even though her parents are dentists, she still insisted on using magic to treat her teeth.

Now it seems that magic is more convenient.

Hermione couldn't wait to show her friends the changes she had undergone.

Before she even walked out of Mia's office, she was attracted by the words of the next student.

It was a seventh-grade girl, and she looked up at Mia with gossip in her eyes.

"Professor, I heard that you and Professor Swan got married right after graduation. Is this true?"

"Yes." Mia smiled and nodded, confirming the statement.

"Professor, you have been married for so many years, why don't you have children?"

The students around him instantly quieted down, with curiosity and anticipation in their eyes.

Hermione also stopped, wanting to hear the answer to this question.

Mia smiled slightly, put away her wand, smoothed out the wrinkles of her long skirt, and spoke softly.

"Having a child is something that needs to be carefully considered. The arrival of a child will change the couple's lifestyle, personal time will be compressed, and many freedoms and self-development may have to give way temporarily."

"Because raising a child requires a lot of time, energy and resources, and for the healthy growth of the child, parents need to provide adequate emotional care and support."

"Therefore, before deciding to have children, both parties should seriously consider whether they are willing to make corresponding sacrifices and adjustments for the growth of their children."

"As for Professor Swan and I." Mia smiled happily, "We decided to enjoy our time together for a few more years before talking about having children."

"We are wizards. Our vitality is much stronger than that of Muggles, so it is totally fine to have children a little later."

Oh, that's how it is!

The little witches suddenly understood.

Want to enjoy a world for two.

That makes perfect sense.

It seems that the professor and his wife have a really good relationship.

The little witches chatted and laughed, and the office was filled with laughter again.

The conversations that took place in this office inevitably spread throughout the campus.

After all, the tall and handsome Professor Swan is not much different in age from many of his students' parents.

The students were all very interested in the real reason why Professor Swan had no children.

However, some words from the little wizards changed their meaning completely as they were passed on.

"Have you heard that Professor Swan and his family don't want children because they want to enjoy their own world?"

"No wonder they don't have children. It turns out it's because they don't want to have children yet."

"Breaking news, Professor Swan can't have children."

"Ah, where did you hear this news?"

"You don't know? It's all over the school."

"Really? You are slandering the professor."

"What slander? I have evidence. Remember the professor has a famous nickname - the two-minute man?"

With a swish, the student who was speaking took out an old newspaper from two years ago.

"See? This is the evidence. It's clearly written in the Daily Prophet."

"Ah? Isn't that used to describe how fast the professor catches the Snitch?"

"Who knows? There is no smoke without fire. Those reporters have sharp noses. Who knows where they heard the news and expressed it in this veiled way."

"I see. Professor Swan is really pitiful."

Sebastian knew nothing about the rumors among the students.

He led the students of the Alchemy Club to make final preparations for the refining of the campus card.

After all, this project involves hundreds of teachers and students in the school, their pets, and hundreds of house-elves. If you are not careful, big mistakes will occur.

Soon, the first-year wizards, organized by their class leaders, came in an orderly manner to have their student ID photos taken.

Gradually, Sebastian discovered that in addition to excitement, there was an indescribable emotion in the students' eyes when they looked at him.

Upon closer inspection, the emotion seemed to be pity.

mercy?

Sebastian frowned, somewhat confused.

Why do students feel pity for themselves?

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