Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Rita Skeeter sat on the ground, motionless.

Her eyes were lifeless and she stared blankly in the direction where Sebastian left, like a sculpture.

It was not until she heard the sound of Sebastian's apparition that her pupils focused and she slowly came to her senses.

I don’t know if it was because of fear, anger, or grievance, but her lips trembled slightly.

But she said nothing, just kept pressing her hands on her heart.

Her mind kept flashing back to the words Sebastian said before he left.

"I planted a special 'seed' in your heart."

seed?

This damn guy planted a fierce fire seed in his heart?

If I anger him again, will I be burned to ashes from the inside out by the fierce fire?

How dare he?

A professor actually used the notorious black magic like Fiendfyre so openly!

The Aurors from the Ministry of Magic had just left this house, and he used this dark magic to control the lives and safety of other people!

Thinking of this, Rita Skeeter felt a little depressed...

Auror?

hehe......

Of course this damn guy is not afraid, all the Aurors in the Ministry of Magic must have been bribed by him!

There is nothing wrong with what I wrote in my report. This person is a complete hypocrite.

Everyone was deceived by him!

Everyone!

Even Dumbledore was fooled by him!

Otherwise, Dumbledore would never tolerate such a person to become a professor at Hogwarts.

Plant the evil fire in a person's heart to control that person's life and death.

This method is more powerful than that of the mysterious man!

This damn guy is the new generation of Dark Lord!

Who knows how many lives he has controlled in this way?

Rita Skeeter felt that she had seen Sebastian's true face, but the price behind it was a little too much for her to bear.

She stood up and began to frantically smash everything in her sight to vent her anger and fear.

However, although she was crazy, she had intentionally or unintentionally avoided the sofa where the man had sat and the table he had used while smashing things.

Only when Rita Skeeter had nothing left to smash and was completely exhausted did she drag her heavy feet towards the table that Sebastian had used.

When the anger subsides, inner reason and hatred begin to prevail again.

Although she didn't have a wand in her hand, she decided to clear out the unsightly table and sofa even at the risk of her life.

After that, she plans to use the connections she has accumulated over many years of work.

Go find some powerful wizards to help you remove the 'Fire Seed' from your heart!

Rita Kister gnashed her teeth in hatred.

"Sebastian! Once I solve your heart problem, I will make sure you are ruined!"

Rita Skeeter froze as she approached the table.

The beetle ice sculpture, which had shown no signs of melting, turned into a puddle of water right before her eyes.

The water seemed to have life, flowing on the table and forming two sentences.

[Friendly reminder: I have enough confidence that no wizard can detect the 'seed' in your heart! ]

The key question is, do you have enough opportunities to check?

Rita Skeeter's hands and feet were cold, and the feeling of fear filled her mind again.

She felt that Sebastian was still monitoring her with some unknown magic.

As soon as the thought of counterattacking came to his mind, he gave a warning.

In a trance, Rita Skeeter felt her heart getting hot.

She fell to the ground again, her hands covering her heart, and she repeated in her trembling voice:

"I was wrong!"

"I don't dare anymore!"

......

At this time, Sebastian had already eaten dinner at home and was lying on the sofa, watching TV happily.

I wonder if this stupid woman Rita dares to provoke me?

Thinking of Rita Skeeter's horrified expression, Sebastian felt as refreshed as if he had just finished drinking an ice-cold Coke.

Although this woman is disgusting, I have no intention of doing anything to her.

It's not worth getting your hands dirty for a little guy.

As for the seed in the heart...

It was just a fluorescent spell that Sebastian had improved upon, one that could emit light and heat.

Calling the Luminescent Spell the Fiery Seed, this is called using a small spell to accomplish great things!

After all, if you have done something wrong, you will be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door every day.

With Rita Skeeter’s style, she must have believed in her claims.

With the cooperation of Deluxe in his performance, and the trigger spell he left on the beetle ice sculpture.

From now on, this woman will definitely avoid me when she sees me.

Sebastian adjusted the pillow behind him and happily enjoyed the beautiful evening.

......

The days that followed were uneventful. In the original novel, Halloween, which was always a time of trouble, was always peaceful.

However, during the Halloween dinner, all kinds of candies appeared on the table in the auditorium, as well as unlimited refills of Coke, which made the little wizards rejoice for a long time.

After entering December, the sky in the UK became gloomy and people on the streets of London also wore thick clothes.

Sebastian had arranged for the house-elves to activate the heating-like alchemical devices early on, which were part of the alchemical products donated to Hogwarts at the time.

This makes the Hogwarts castle still as warm as spring.

The little wizards wore single clothes with thin wizard robes on the outside and appeared in the classroom and the library.

The only times they put on their thick coats were on the way to the Herbology greenhouse and during Care of Magical Creatures.

Even when watching Quidditch matches, the young spectators had to hold their coats in their hands, otherwise it would be too hot.

After all, when the spectator stands were renovated, in addition to protective devices, alchemical devices for heat preservation and refrigeration were also not left out.

The main purpose is to allow the audience to relax and enjoy the fun of the game.

At this time in the castle, the young wizards gathered in twos and threes to discuss the Quidditch match that had just ended.

"Krum from Durmstrang is so strong. He's only in the third grade, but he can perform a very difficult Wronski fake move!"

"I admit that Krum is strong, but Charlie isn't bad either!"

"Yeah, when Charlie followed Krum and rushed to the ground, I was worried that he would fall headfirst into the ground. Fortunately, he discovered the other party's intention in time!"

"By the way, our players have improved a lot. They were suppressing the opponent the whole time! It's completely different from when we played against the Beauxbatons team!"

"Well, but the players from Durmstrang are not bad either. Even though they were one hundred points behind us, they still fought back tenaciously without any panic!"

"I agree with this. This game was really exciting. The players from Durmstrang played very well, but we are stronger."

"But...Charlie's luck..."

"Who says it's not true? Who would have thought that a messenger owl would fly onto the court and almost collide with Charlie who was flying at full speed. Otherwise, it's hard to say who would catch the Golden Snitch first."

"Haha, I want to laugh when I think of this scene. I always feel that the owl cursed terribly when it flew away!"

"In this match, we beat Durmstrang, and in the match in November, Durmstrang beat Beauxbatons. Now it seems that as long as there are no unexpected factors, we are the strongest!"

"Anyway, I am very confident about the next game. I believe we can win two games in a row and enter the finals."

"The next competition is next spring, which is still a long way off. But we will be playing away from home next time. I envy the cheerleaders for being able to visit those two schools."

"Hehehe, I'm on the cheerleading team. I heard there are a lot of beautiful girls in Beauxbatons. I will go and make friends with them."

Seeing that the topic had become a little off topic, everyone unanimously expressed their contempt for the student who had just spoken.

"Pooh......"

......

Sebastian sat in a chair in his office.

There was a letter lying on his desk.

He took the letter in his hand. On the lower right corner of the envelope were written a few words:

From: Mr. White

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