Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Hearing Sebastian's question, a Slytherin student immediately raised his hand.

"The essence of the world is the survival of the fittest. Only with extreme strength can one live a dignified life."

Sebastian nodded: "Well said."

"Professor," a Ravenclaw student raised his hand, "I simply like magic and I like improving my strength. The satisfaction that comes from improving my strength is incomparable."

"It's good to have your own experience, what else?"

"Others will be in awe of you, afraid of you, and won't dare to provoke you."

"That makes sense. Who can add to it?"

"Professor Swann," Hermione added, "I think strength doesn't just refer to combat ability."

"Things like being good at brewing potions, having strong alchemy skills, etc., are all part of people's strength."

"In the process of improving this kind of strength, we must put a lot of energy into learning, so our grades will also improve."

"When we step into society, we can enter better companies, such as Swann Alchemy, the Ministry of Magic, and Gringotts."

"After entering these units, your strong abilities will also help you get promoted and get a pay raise, allowing you to live a better life."

Sebastian smiled and nodded, "Yes, Miss Granger, that's very comprehensive."

He glanced around and said to all the students, "There is no correct and unique answer to this question. Everyone has a different understanding."

"Here, I'd like to share my personal views with you."

"To put it simply, improving our strength can increase our confidence and allow us to face danger more calmly instead of relying on Aurors for our safety."

"Generally speaking," Sebastian paused, "if you want to improve your strength, you have to keep studying and learning."

"This will broaden our horizons, allow us to go further on the path of magic, and give us more options, such as doing what we like."

Sebastian paced on the podium and raised his voice.

“Want to pursue power? Then you’d better have strong power as well as political sense, otherwise it’s hard for people to obey a weak person.”

"Want to earn money? Then choose a branch of magic to delve into. Potions and alchemy are both good choices."

"Some people would say," Sebastian said with an exaggerated expression, "I'm not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships and just want to do research quietly."

"No problem!" Sebastian waved his hand. "Then come to the Institute of Advanced Studies in the new city of Hogsmeade, be a scholar quietly, study the mysteries of magic and explore those unknown areas."

"Strong strength allows us to do many things. We can use human body transformation to adjust our appearance and use magic potions to prolong our lives."

“It allows us to go up mountains, down to the sea, look for hidden treasures, travel around the world… and even explore outer space.”

"Of course there is another possibility," Sebastian said meaningfully, with a half-smile, "Powerful strength can also make the world submit to your will, tremble with every decision you make, and change the situation because of your existence."

Listening to Sebastian's inspiring words, the students' original restlessness and confusion were quickly swept away.

Their eyes became eager and determined, staring at Sebastian, and even their breathing became much heavier.

"Students, the right to choose is very important."

"I hope that when you are faced with various choices, the criterion for judgment is whether I am willing to do it, rather than whether I can or cannot do it."

"Good!" I don't know which student took the lead, but the students all cheered and applauded Sebastian.

Harry clapped his palms until they turned red. His blood was boiling and he wanted to go to the next ten copies right away.

"Let's get back to the topic." Sebastian stretched out his hands and pressed down, making the little wizards quiet down again.

"I have to make an announcement here. Next Friday, October 30th at 6pm, we will welcome representatives from the other four magic schools."

"The afternoon classes will end half an hour early so that everyone can return their textbooks to the dormitories, and then wear their school uniforms and gather at the castle to show the guests what Hogwarts students look like."

"After that, there will be a grand welcome banquet."

"The specific details will be posted on the notice board tomorrow. Now let's continue our duel club."

The young wizards dispersed and began to focus on the training at hand.

This news was like a bomb, causing ripples in Hogwarts.

The students clearly realized that the competition was no longer just a topic of discussion, but was really coming.

The future warriors calmed down and made their final efforts, while the other young wizards were also busy, constantly guessing what events would be included in the competition.

And who will be the warrior representing Hogwarts?

Students from every college hope that someone from their college can stand out and become a member of the Warriors.

Among them, the ones with the highest voices are those with the best performance in the canyon.

The house-elves at Hogwarts also became busy. In addition to their daily work, they were also responsible for cleaning the entire castle.

The elves took down the portraits that had not been cleaned for a long time one by one from the wall, and would not hang them back in their original positions until they were cleaned and not even a trace of dust could be seen.

The originally dull armors along the corridor were also polished to a bright shine. Almost every metal surface reflected bright reflections. Some young wizards even used them as mirrors.

A new round of decoration has also begun inside and outside the castle, among which the auditorium, as the top priority, has been completely renewed.

The walls of the hall were covered with silk banners representing the four colleges and Hogwarts, and traces of magic were everywhere.

The professors also began to get nervous.

In order not to lose face in front of representatives from other schools, they began to regulate the words and deeds of each little wizard. If anyone was not tidy, they would be deducted points and severely reprimanded.

In the last Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall had a rare outburst of anger.

Because Seamus caused another explosion while practicing the conversion spell, blowing him and Neville next to him into dust.

"Seamus Finnigan," Professor McGonagall said in a very stern voice, "please be serious and don't do this in front of students from other schools. They will make fun of us."

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On the afternoon of Friday, October 30th, the air was filled with anticipation.

Everyone was waiting for the arrival of the other four schools. The little wizards had no intention of attending class. Some students sitting by the windows kept looking out the window, looking for any movement.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the little wizards were all extremely excited. They rushed back to the dormitory as fast as they could to put away their textbooks, then put on clean and tidy school uniforms and went to the entrance hall.

The students lined up neatly, then left the entrance hall under the guidance of the deans and came to the open space in front of the castle.

The cold wind at the end of October could not affect everyone's enthusiasm at all. They kept discussing how the other party would appear. Even the scolding of the class leaders could not calm everyone down.

After waiting for a while, a sharp-eyed student pointed to the sky and shouted.

"what is that?!"

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