Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Accompanied by a feeling of being squeezed all over, Sebastian used Apparition to bring Mia and Harry to a foggy forest.

"Good morning, Professor Swann," a young wizard trotted over to Sebastian, "I'm so glad that I can personally be your camp guide."

Harry took a closer look and found that this was a Hufflepuff student who had graduated the year before. They had all attended the Auror training class taught by Professor Swann together.

Now it seems that the other party has really become an Auror as he wished.

"Thank you, Luo Fei," Sebastian looked at the dark circles under his eyes and said with concern, "You must be working hard, you have dark circles under your eyes."

"It's OK, not too tiring," Luo Fei smiled, "I just stayed up all night for a few nights in a row recently. There's nothing I can do about it. There are too many tourists in the camp, and things will go wrong if we're not careful."

"All of our Aurors are working around the clock. Fortunately, the Ministry of Magic pays us well for overtime."

As he spoke, Luo Fei took out three maps and distributed them to everyone: "This is a map of the camp. It clearly marks the layout of this place."

"Come with me, Professor Swann. Your tent is in the VIP luxury camp. It has a special entrance and you don't need to register with the Muggle guards."

Are there Muggle guards here?

Harry followed Luo Fei's footsteps and walked forward. After a while, he saw a small stone house where several strangely dressed wizards were discussing some ridiculous issues with the Muggle guards.

It turned out to be a real Muggle guard, and he was unaware of what was happening here.

Harry shook his head and followed Raffi into the camp gate.

As soon as you enter the door, the scene in front of you changes. The densely packed tents almost form a sea.

Most of the tents are nothing special and look like the tents that Muggles would pitch, but tourists add some decorations to them to make them look unique.

The camp was filled with laughter and conversation. Wizards from all over the world wore costumes of different styles, showing the characteristics of their respective countries.

Harry could see the family sitting in front of their tent, trying in an unskilled way to build a fire and cook;

There are also tourists from different countries gathered together, holding different kinds of fine wine, talking loudly there;

There were also some young wizards holding flags of different Quidditch teams, cheering loudly to support their favorite teams.

Some wizards were performing complicated magical acrobatics. Fireballs suspended in the air flew around at their command, accompanied by lightning-like flashes and wonderful smoke, causing bursts of exclamations.

The vendors in the camp were also very busy, their stalls filled with magical items from all over the world.

There are glowing badges, dancing shamrock hats, flying Firebolt models, Omnibearing binoculars, and various notable player models.

Harry even spotted a model of Sebastian, a tiny figure riding a tiny broomstick, flying nimbly around the vendors' stalls.

Look carefully, there is a line of small words written on the villain's cloak:

[Sebastian Swan——The fastest seeker in the wizarding world, his record has not been surpassed so far! ]

"Those are magic figures," Sebastian explained to Harry with a smile, "These little dolls are quite profitable."

"Professor Swan," Luo Fei asked in confusion, "I see that many of the things sold by those vendors are Swan's alchemical products, like these magic figurines, panoramic telescopes, etc."

"The things they sell are one or two gold galleons more expensive than those sold in Swan Alchemy, but even so, there is still an endless stream of tourists buying their products."

"I'm a little curious, why doesn't Swann Alchemy open a retail outlet here? Wouldn't it be possible to make a lot of money that way?"

"Haha," Sebastian laughed heartily, "Aren't these vendors the best salesmen? And they're the hardest-working ones."

"They will eventually have to purchase goods from Swann Alchemy. Swann Alchemy has not lost money at all. On the contrary, it can save a lot of manpower to do more important things."

"Swan Alchemy and these vendors can achieve a win-win situation, so why not do it?"

A win-win situation?

Wouldn't it be better to make all the money yourself?

Professor Swann's train of thought is really strange.

Luo Fei couldn't understand the reason, so he could only shake his head slightly and continue moving forward with everyone.

Soon, they arrived at their destination, and at just one glance, Harry understood why this place was called VIP Luxury Camp.

There are luxury tents everywhere, and it's magical at first glance.

They were decorated so luxuriously that they hardly looked like camping accommodations. They looked more like small palaces. There were even a few live peacocks tied in front of the tent with the Malfoy family crest.

The tent with the swan emblem is no less impressive. There is a small garden in front of the door and a magic fountain that is spraying water.

"Professor Swan, we're here. You should take a rest. I'm going to continue my patrol. There are always two Aurors patrolling the luxury camp. If you have any questions, you can go directly to them."

After bidding farewell to Luo Fei, the three of them entered the tent in front of them.

The scene before him completely shattered Harry's understanding of tents.

This is not a tent at all, it is clearly a two-story luxurious villa.

Living room, bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, toilet, all facilities are available. The decoration style here is very similar to Swann Manor. Harry does not feel any unfamiliarity at all.

The house-elf Jeff had been waiting here early, and after seeing Sebastian and the others, he immediately came up to them and carefully explained the layout of the tent.

"Thank you for setting up the tent, Jeff," Sebastian patted the elf's shoulder, "You can go back and rest first. We can just look around by ourselves. We'll call you if we need anything."

The elf, who was familiar with Sebastian's character, did not shout slogans like "House elves don't need rest". It bowed slightly and disappeared into the tent with a snap.

"Aunt Mia," Harry asked in confusion, "Why can the tents here be built with magic? I saw on the map that we need to pay attention to Muggle safety regulations."

Mia smiled gently: "That's because the camping fee here is very expensive. It costs hundreds of gold galleons every day."

"Once you pay the money, the Ministry of Magic will naturally provide you with treatment that matches it."

"Alright!" Sebastian put his arm around Mia's shoulders. "Let's get to know the tents first, and then go out to play. We came here three days in advance just for this."

"The campsite is much bigger than I imagined, with all kinds of facilities for eating, drinking and having fun. Even if I spend two days there, I still can't finish exploring."

"I will pay for all your expenses during these three days, so don't be polite to me."

"Harry, you've been practicing spells very hard this month. Take this opportunity to relax and experience the flavors of different countries before school starts."

"You can buy those souvenirs if you want, and you can pick some as gifts for your friends."

As he said that, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

However, just as they reached the door of the tent, an unexpected visitor disrupted their plans.

"Sebastian, I hope you don't mind my intrusive visit."

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