Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Fudge ignored everyone. He waved his hand, and led the Aurors towards the Hogwarts gate. However, his pace was very fast, as if he was afraid that Sebastian would suddenly come back.

Facing Harry, he could still forcefully say that the other party was hallucinating, but if it was Sebastian, he really couldn't be so tough. So, it would be best to leave quickly and avoid Sebastian.

However, Sebastian had no time to pay attention to Fudge's thoughts. He was happily learning from Voldemort.

"Minister," an Auror stepped forward and suggested to Fudge, "The Savior returned via a Portkey. Should we follow the Portkey's trail and investigate?"

"What is there to check?" Fudge was furious and pointed at the Auror and started scolding him.

You brainless thing, aren't you afraid of really meeting a mysterious person? !

To be honest, Fudge did not doubt Harry's words as much as he showed. Deep down, he also believed that Voldemort had returned.

However, he really didn't dare, or was unwilling to admit that Voldemort had returned.

Because he really didn't know what he, the Minister of Magic, should do after admitting that Voldemort had returned.

Declare war on Voldemort?

To be honest, Fudge didn't have the courage to do that. He was afraid that Voldemort would come to him directly after declaring war.

He doesn't want to die, he wants to live!

Fudge was also unwilling to resign from the position of Minister of Magic voluntarily, as that would make people think that he was a coward and was afraid to fight Voldemort.

If this happens, the image he has built up over the years will be destroyed in an instant. He might even be voted by the public as the most cowardly Minister of Magic in history, and be nailed to the pillar of shame.

More importantly, his many years as Minister of Magic had made Fudge addicted to power, and he was unwilling to lose it and become an ordinary person again.

As they walked, Fudge had made up his mind.

After I go back, I will wait and see for two days. As long as Sebastian cannot provide conclusive evidence when he comes back, I will deny it and drag it out for a day.

After Voldemort actually shows up in public, he will admit his misjudgment and resign.

Anyway, no matter what, making a wrong decision sounds much better than being called a coward.

After all, making wrong decisions is a sign of lack of ability, while being a coward is a sign of poor character!

............

On the other side, after seeing Fudge leave, Mia couldn't bear it anymore, and took Harry to the infirmary by force, and then she and Madam Pomfrey drove all the people who visited Harry out of the infirmary.

The reason was sufficient. There were extremely obvious marks of the Cruciatus Curse on Harry's body, so he needed quiet and plenty of rest now. No matter what happened, he had to wait until tomorrow morning.

Mia was in a very strong aura at this moment, and no one dared to offend her at this time. Harry also obediently took the potion and drank it in one breath.

Immediately, Harry's upper and lower eyelids began to fight each other, and as he fell back onto the pillow, he couldn't help but think to himself.

How is Professor Swan?

Who won the battle between him and Voldemort?

When Sebastian returned to school, Hogwarts had already started its curfew, but there were still many people waiting for him.

As soon as I stepped into the castle, a figure rushed out in front of me.

"Sebastian!"

Mia almost pounced on him and hugged his waist tightly with both hands, as if she was afraid that if she was a step later, he would disappear from her sight.

Mia is actually very clear about Sebastian's strength, and also knows how powerful Sebastian is in his dragon state, so she has great confidence in Sebastian.

But she still couldn't not worry at all, after all, the other party was the notorious Voldemort.

Her shoulders were shaking slightly, and it was not until this moment that she was completely relieved: "You are finally back!"

Then, she let go of Sebastian and began to examine him carefully: "Harry said that you had a fight with the mysterious man. Are you injured?"

Feeling Mia's emotional fluctuations, Sebastian slowly raised his hand and gently patted her shoulder, with a comforting smile on his face: "Don't you know my strength? The mysterious man can't do anything to me."

"Don't move, wait until I finish checking!" Mia was completely relieved until she found that Sebastian was intact and even his clothes were not dirty.

"Harry is fine, he has already fallen asleep in the infirmary. By the way, I have to examine Harry tomorrow morning, so I plan to sleep in school tonight."

"Okay," Sebastian said gently, "You go back to the office first, I'll talk to Severus."

"Okay, then remember to rest early." Mia nodded. Her nerves had been tense all night, and when she relaxed, fatigue immediately surged into her heart.

Watching Mia leave, Sebastian grinned and walked towards Snape, who was leaning against the wall with a gloomy face.

"Sebastian," Snape frowned, lifted the sleeve on his left arm, revealing the Dark Mark on it, "The color of this mark keeps changing. I can feel that the Dark Lord is not in such a good mood."

Of course it was not wonderful. Voldemort made two boasts in front of his men tonight. One was that he would kill Harry with his own hands to prove his power.

As a result, in full view of everyone, their wands were connected together, which proved to the Death Eaters the special connection between him and Harry, and proved Harry's specialness.

Then he assured everyone that he would keep Sebastian here, but not only did he fail, but he also let the Death Eaters see how powerful Sebastian was.

It would be strange if Voldemort was in a good mood after encountering such an unpleasant thing right after his resurrection.

Sebastian smiled and briefly explained the reason, then his expression turned serious.

"Severus, you haven't shown up tonight and you-know-who is already upset. He's in such a bad mood right now, I sincerely suggest you don't go see him."

He wanted to persuade Snape again to give up his undercover plan. After all, Sebastian couldn't keep Snape, a living person, by his side. All he could do was to persuade him with kind words.

"I won't see him today. I'll go see him after the holidays in two days," Snape was very stubborn. "The You-Know-Who won't do anything to me. He needs me to stay in Hogwarts as an insider."

"Especially after you showed up, You-Know-Who needs me to keep an eye on you and Dumbledore's every move in Hogwarts."

"Severus," Sebastian also frowned, "Why are you so stubborn, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Snape interrupted him and said, "Sebastian, this is my way of revenge. If you still consider me a friend, please stop trying to persuade me."

"By the way, Dumbledore is still waiting in the headmaster's office to ask you about what happened tonight. Go find him."

After saying that, he threw away his black robe and strode towards the basement.

Looking at Snape's back, Sebastian rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

What a stubborn donkey...

"Severus," he shouted at Snape, "Harry used Sharpshooter tonight. You should think about what to say in advance."

Snape paused slightly, then continued walking forward.

"knew......"