Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Going all the way up, after knocking on the door of the headmaster's office, Grindelwald, wearing light pajamas, opened the door.

"Hey," Sebastian narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and teased with a smile, "I thought you had left Hogwarts, but I didn't expect you to stay and have a pajama party with the headmaster."

Grindelwald blinked slightly and said, "I am the gatekeeper of Hogwarts. Is there any problem with living in Hogwarts?"

"Of course, no problem!" Sebastian said seriously, "But the principal is so mean that he didn't even arrange a decent dormitory for you. That's outrageous!"

"Well, follow me later. I will arrange a staff dormitory for you. It will be spacious and comfortable."

"You little bastard, you're so good at talking," Grindelwald scolded with a smile, "Hurry up and sit down. What would you like to drink? Don't be polite to me!"

Under Dumbledore's headache gaze, Grindelwald transformed himself into the master of the headmaster's office and skillfully arranged for Sebastian to sit.

Sebastian found a stool and sat down carelessly: "In that case, please give me a bottle of the principal's collection of Coke, with ice, thank you."

Hearing this, Grindelwald turned his head to look at Dumbledore and urged him with his eyes.

What are you waiting for? Hurry up and serve the guests some Coke.

Dumbledore smiled helplessly and waved his hand. A can of steaming Coke flew straight to Sebastian.

Sebastian reached out and picked up the cold can, gently grasped the pull ring on the top with his thumb and index finger, and lifted his fingertips lightly. With a "hiss", the pull ring flipped up and the seal on the can mouth broke.

He brought the mouth of the can close to his mouth, drank half of the bottle in one breath, and sighed with satisfaction: "It feels so good..."

Then, without waiting for Dumbledore to ask any questions, Sebastian recounted in detail everything that had happened tonight from beginning to end.

This is what Old Deng has been concerned about until now, so he won’t keep it in suspense.

Dumbledore sat in a chair, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table. After listening to Sebastian's detailed description, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Tom..." He repeated the name in a low voice, his voice full of meaningful sighs.

Then he looked at Grindelwald, then shifted his gaze to Sebastian, and his eyes softened.

Fortunately, with Gale and Sebastian here, I won't be as isolated and helpless this time as before.

I don't need to suffer from insomnia due to excessive worry. It should be Tom who should be unable to sleep.

"Sebastian, Fudge and I had a falling out," Dumbledore shook his head. "He didn't want to admit the truth about Voldemort, and I couldn't convince him."

This is so normal!

Sebastian was not surprised by this. To be honest, judging from Fudge's character, if he had admitted it voluntarily, he would have suspected that Fudge had been replaced by Polyjuice Potion.

"That's normal," Sebastian said calmly as he took a sip of Coke, "Fudge is a coward. He simply can't accept the fact that You-Know-Who has been resurrected."

More importantly, Fudge is a typical politician. In the minds of politicians, even if they know they are wrong, they will not admit it.

When faced with a problem, what they are best at is getting rid of the person who raised the problem and covering it up until it can no longer be covered up.

To be honest, if it was said today that it was not Harry, the savior, but an ordinary little wizard who had returned as Voldemort, Fudge would have no idea how he could have used his power to overpower others.

Even when dealing with Harry, the savior, in the original book, Fudge used all kinds of dirty means to suppress him.

"In addition," Sebastian added, "Principal, you'd better be mentally prepared. Fudge's mentality actually represents the mentality of most wizards in the wizarding world. They can't bear the fact that the You-Know-Who has resurrected. They are also unwilling to believe it, and even more unwilling to watch their peaceful and beautiful life turn into a mess again."

"So if Fudge denies Voldemort's resurrection with the attitude of the Ministry of Magic this time, many wizards will support him and regard us as liars. They would rather bury their heads in the sand and act like ostriches."

Dumbledore smiled and said calmly: "It doesn't matter. Fake is fake after all. People will find out the truth sooner or later."

"By the way, Sebastian, you should know about the Order of the Phoenix that I founded. Judging from Fudge's attitude today, I plan to restart it. Are you interested in joining it?"

Order of the Phoenix?

Dumbledore is still so petty, always thinking of relying on a small group of people to do the work of the entire wizarding world, even though this is very noble.

However, this organization is too loose, and most of the people in it are brought together by Dumbledore's personal charm, which does not quite fit in with Sebastian's philosophy.

What's more, if there weren't something waiting for Fudge to take the blame, Sebastian would have asked Amelia Burns to convene a Wizengamot meeting and impeach Fudge in a matter of minutes.

"Principal," Sebastian smiled, "Don't always think about taking on everything by yourself. Voldemort is a problem that the entire wizarding world needs to face together. We still have to rely on the collective strength."

"As for Fudge, you don't need to worry about it. Let him jump around for a few days if he wants to. When the time comes, we will force him to step down. By then, the British wizarding world will be united, and it will be easy to deal with the You-Know-Who and his men."

"Well said!" Before Dumbledore could say anything, Grindelwald praised him, "Sebastian, your idea is very much to my liking. It is much more ambitious than Albus's Order of the Phoenix."

"We shouldn't count on stupid politicians like Fudge. People like him who are in high positions will only hinder us at critical moments. We should get rid of him. At worst, we can replace him with an obedient puppet."

Seeing the two of them looking like they had found a soulmate, Dumbledore felt a headache. He stretched out his hands and gently rubbed his temples.

Replacing the Minister of Magic with an obedient puppet is too extreme. If this is really done, it will be no different from Voldemort.

Seriously, maybe I should consider not letting Sebastian and Gale meet so frequently in the future, to prevent him from learning bad things from Gale.