Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

There was a flash of green flame, and Sebastian walked out of the fireplace in the office.

He took out his wand and fired it at himself to clean himself up, then stretched and yawned deeply.

I worked very hard last night and slept very late. I didn't feel energetic when I woke up this morning.

Although I don’t have classes this morning, I still have to get up early and go to school.

No choice, I have to prepare lessons...

As a new professor, preparing lessons has always consumed a lot of Sebastian's energy.

After all, it's not easy to make Muggle Studies class lively and interesting.

He kept encouraging himself in his heart.

Come on!

It will be easy until next year!

"Ah~~~"

Sebastian yawned again.

('-w??) So sleepy~

How about lying down on the sofa and taking a nap?

dong dong dong~

There was a knock on the door.

Who's so early?

According to the magical perception, there should be several students.

He opened the door and saw seven players standing outside. They avoided his gaze and did not dare to make direct eye contact with him.

"Professor." Charlie opened his mouth and was about to say something, but immediately hesitated.

He noticed that Professor Swann's eyes were slightly red and a little moist, as if he had just cried.

Charlie was shocked, feeling that he had discovered something extraordinary.

Could it be that Professor Swan was so angry that he cried after reading today's Daily Prophet?

Otherwise, why are your eyes wet?

This is embarrassing...

He was a little hesitant, not knowing what to do next.

Should I comfort the professor first and tell him not to take the Daily Prophet seriously, or should I directly apologize to the professor for yesterday's grade?

Sebastian looked at Charlie, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and smiled at him, then stepped aside to let a few students enter the office first.

He stretched out his wand and used Transfiguration on the sofa in the room, turning it into an oversized concave sofa for several students to sit on.

"What's up?" Sebastian broke the silence with a smile.

Before Charlie could organize his words, Cedric's puzzled voice came from the side.

"Professor, why don't you look angry at all?"

Charlie's heart skipped a beat. Cedric was still too young to read people's expressions. How could he not be angry? Didn't you see that he was so angry that he cried?

"Angry?" Sebastian was a little confused.

Charlie's heart was in turmoil and he didn't know what to do. It was simply the most dramatic thing!

How do I open my mouth?

Professor, don’t cry, we have your strong support.

Is that a bit too brave?

Even if you are very stubborn, you still have to know what time it is. The current atmosphere is not appropriate at all!

Besides, who would admit that he cried as a real man?

This is so embarrassing. I didn’t expect the professor to cry before I came here!

Charlie wanted to reach out and scratch his head, but it didn't seem right, so he could only scratch the floor through his shoes with his toes.

He turned his head to look at the teammates beside him and found that everyone was staring at him with flickering eyes, as if saying.

You are the captain, go ahead! We all support you.

Charlie wanted to swear. During training, few people thought of themselves as captains. But now he remembered that he was the captain...

He cried out helplessly in his heart.

Merlin, please save me, what should I do?

Seeing that the professor was still waiting for his answer, Charlie had no choice but to bite the bullet and take out the Daily Prophet hidden on his body.

"Professor, please don't cry. We also saw the newspaper and we are all very angry!"

Charlie spoke more and more smoothly: "But don't worry, professor, we all support you. We don't believe a word of what is in the newspaper!"

Cedric was a little surprised. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Sebastian in confusion.

Did the professor just cry?

He looked carefully and found that Professor Swan's eyes were indeed a little moist, and he was immediately full of admiration for Charlie.

As expected of the captain, he observes very carefully!

I didn't even notice that the professor was crying!

It’s really amazing. I will learn more from Captain Charlie in the future!

Thinking that the professor was so angry that he cried, Cedric felt very sad and his eyes became red.

Alas, we have embarrassed Professor Swann...(?﹏?)

Sebastian suddenly turned into a black question mark face!

Who is crying?

I cried?

I do not know!

He was a little confused as to what this magical development was.

How come these Quidditch players all came to comfort me and told me not to cry so early in the morning!

The students looked at him with shame on their faces.

Among them, Cedric's eyes were red, and the only little witch, Debbie, was looking at her with tears in her eyes.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was becoming increasingly strange, Sebastian quickly interrupted and said, "The professor is not crying. You all misunderstood."

"Professor, please stop talking. We all understand!"

Marcus stood up and said fiercely, "Damn the Daily Prophet for publishing such a rubbish article!"

"What's even more hateful is that some students actually believed the nonsense in the newspaper!"

"I swear! If I hear anyone say bad things about you again, I will beat them up even if I have to lose all my credits!"

"And I!"

"Count me in too!"

Several little wizards rushed to express their opinions, determined to fight to the end with these ignorant classmates.

Even the most well-behaved Cedric patted his chest and said that he would persuade those classmates.

Sebastian felt a little overwhelmed and rubbed his brows.

Why do I feel like I'm becoming the representative of some evil force?

He seemed to see the students of Hogwarts divided into two parts.

Charlie and Marcus raised their arms and led the young wizards who supported them, punching another group of students, throwing Hogwarts into chaos.

Finally, Old Deng showed up and suppressed all of his own and the rebellious students.

and many more!

I am not the Dark Lord!

Sebastian shook his head, pushing these inappropriate thoughts out of his mind.

It must be because when I stepped out of the fireplace today, my left foot stepped out first, which made the picture look so weird.

He quickly changed the subject: "Come on, come on, sit down, sit down. I really didn't cry, you all misunderstood!"

"Also, no fighting allowed. Do you hear me?"

"Especially you, Marcus. If I find out that you bully your classmates, I will be the first one to kick you out of the school team!"

Sebastian knew there must be some misunderstanding, but he couldn't figure it out for the moment.

In order to prevent the conversation from getting more and more confusing, he decided to stop here and end the topic directly.

He took out a magic TV and magic images from his seamless stretch bag and spoke gently to the students.

"I remember that you all didn't have any classes during the first period this morning. So why don't we review yesterday's game together now?"

......

After sending the students away, Sebastian let out a long sigh and slumped down on the sofa.

He didn't take the report in the Daily Prophet seriously at all.

However, the students' care still makes my heart warm.

But where did the rumor that I cried come from?

Tired of heart!

He thought the matter would die down, but unexpectedly, when he went to the auditorium for lunch at noon, he found that the little wizards were constantly whispering to each other along the way.

Although the sounds were not loud, they kept drilling into his ears, making him feel uncomfortable.

"Hey, did you hear? Professor Swan was so angry that he cried after reading today's newspaper."

"I know, I know. Professor Swan has been hiding in his office crying all morning!"

"You are all so out of date. I heard that after seeing off the guests at Beauxbatons yesterday, Professor Swan felt more and more ashamed. He didn't even go home last night. He cried in his office all night and was still crying this morning. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by Charlie and the others..."

"Just think about how many good things the professor has given to the school, and yet there are still students who say bad things about him. I would cry too!"

"Professor Swann is so fragile, he doesn't look like an adult wizard at all!"

Listening to the discussion of the little wizards, the corners of Sebastian's mouth twitched slightly.

How did these rumors spread so quickly?

I feel like all the teachers and students in the school know about it...

As I walked on the road, there were always little wizards looking at me with pity or encouragement. From time to time, some little wizards would run up to me and cheer me up, telling me to be strong.

Sebastian was somewhat helpless and could only smile and nod to the students.

This meal can’t be eaten!

It's better to have the house-elves deliver lunch to the office.

hateful!

My reputation!

Why don't you believe what I say?!

And the culprit, Rita Skeeter!

I didn't intend to bother with a little bug like you.

But the professor is very angry and the consequences are serious!

You wait!

I'll let Owl take me to beat you up!

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