Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Not enough funds?

What I'm waiting for is your words.

If you have sufficient funds, I won’t be able to say anything about what happens next.

"Don't worry, Principal," Sebastian said confidently, "I am willing to invest in the school."

"Ten thousand gold galleons."

"What do you think?"

Dumbledore smiled broadly at Sebastian's assurance.

Ten thousand gold galleons would be enough to implement this work-study program for at least one year.

Otherwise, I would have to worry about not being able to pay the professors’ salaries.

Before he could say anything, he saw a very mercenary smile on Sebastian's face, which made his heart skip a beat.

This smile seems familiar...

It was exactly the same as last school year when this guy came to me to learn spells.

"Principal," Sebastian said with a greasy smile on his face, "Look at the huge investment I made for the school."

"Can you do me a small favor?"

broken!

This is coming towards me.

But the best skills have already been taught to others.

I should have kept some in reserve...

Dumbledore asked calmly without revealing his emotion: "Tell me about it."

"Headmaster, I just want to meet Gellert Grindelwald through you."

Hearing this familiar name, Dumbledore's eyes became dazed. His eyes became distant and empty, as if he had touched those long-forgotten memories.

Gellert?

What did this young man want from Gellert?

Could it be related to the Confidentiality Act?

Dumbledore's heart sank slightly as he thought of what he and Gellert had struggled for in their youth.

The smile on his face disappeared, and his body leaned forward slightly, appearing quite oppressive.

His sharp eyes stared straight at Sebastian through the half-moon glasses on his nose.

"I need to know why, Sebastian."

In just a moment, Sebastian felt like he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.

It felt like he came in front of a lion that was sleeping with its eyes closed.

His actions just aroused the lion's vigilance, and it stood up, stared at the prey in front of it, and made movements ready to hunt.

"The reason is simple," Sebastian said calmly, looking straight into Dumbledore's eyes, "I want to learn his spell - Fire Shield."

"I've heard about the fire in Paris decades ago, and I'm very interested in this powerful spell."

"I want to meet Grindelwald and learn the spell from him."

Hearing Sebastian's answer, Dumbledore's eyes instantly became heavy and complicated.

"Sebastian," Dumbledore whispered, "Fire Shield is an extremely dangerous magic. The power it touches is not something that can be easily controlled."

He looked directly at Sebastian, his eyes full of earnestness and concern.

"Why do you want to learn this dark magic?"

"Sebastian, you are already good enough. I can even say that I am not as good as you when I was your age."

"Excessive pursuit of powerful spells and excessive obsession with power will only slowly lead to your losing your mind."

"No, Headmaster, you misunderstand! I am not addicted to power."

Sebastian spoke quickly, stopping Dumbledore's tirade.

"I think there is nothing wrong with power itself. The one who is wrong is always the one who uses it."

"Didn't the Aurors start using the Killing Curse to attack the Death Eaters in the later stages of the Second Wizarding War?"

"We can't say that those Aurors are bad people."

A meaningful smile appeared on Sebastian's face.

"I have always believed in a concept, that is, not having a magic wand in your hand and having a magic wand but not using it are two completely different concepts."

"So, for a spell as powerful as this, I would rather learn it and not use it, but add it to my collection."

"Besides, compared to the Fire Shield spell itself, I am more interested in the knowledge behind the spell."

Sebastian's expression was sincere, and he did not avoid Dumbledore's sharp gaze at all.

"I feel that as long as I understand that knowledge, my strength will definitely be able to reach a higher level."

The Fire Shield is a group attack magic that can distinguish between friend and foe. Sebastian is determined to win this spell!

He was not lying. His interest in the knowledge behind the spell was far greater than the spell itself.

I came to discuss with Dumbledore today, firstly to show my respect to him, and secondly because Grindelwald might be easier to talk to if Dumbledore was with him.

After all, he and Grindelwald have no relationship, and the other party can completely reject all his requests.

Seeing Dumbledore's silence, Sebastian continued.

"Headmaster, Voldemort may return at any time. We must seize every opportunity to improve our strength."

"If he is not completely eliminated, the wizarding world will live completely under his shadow."

"If this continues, what future will there be!"

After listening to Sebastian's powerful words, Dumbledore fell into deep thought.

After careful observation, Dumbledore found that during the conversation with him, Sebastian's eyes were always extremely clear, without any madness of indulging in power.

His will was very firm, and he didn't look like he could be persuaded at all.

In this way, it would be better to let this little guy secretly meet Gellert without his knowledge.

It would be better to go with him in person so that he can have all the situations under his control.

Thinking of the familiar figure in his mind, Dumbledore sighed slightly in his heart.

Gellert...

It's been a long time since we last met.

Seeing Dumbledore's brows relax slightly and showing a hint of intention, Sebastian raised the stakes.

"Let's do this, to show my sincerity."

Sebastian said proudly, "Thirty thousand gold galleons! This is my investment in the school."

“It’s not about the money…”

Dumbledore was a little helpless.

This little guy, why is he always like this?

I'm not the kind of person who is blinded by money.

but......

Thirty thousand gold Galleons is indeed very tempting.

With this money, I don't have to worry about funding for the work-study program for a long time.

He hesitated and said with a frown.

"Even if you go to Nurmengard, I can't guarantee that Gellert will teach you."

"There are also problems at the Austrian Ministry of Magic..."

trouble?

Isn't this the Muggle equivalent of 'this matter is not easy to handle'?

I'm all too familiar with this excuse.

Why don't you just say Grindelwald is your beloved friend, brother, and relative.

He held up five fingers to Dumbledore.

"Fifty thousand gold galleons!"

Sebastian was full of confidence.

This is 50,000 gold Galleons. I don’t believe that you, Old Dumbledore, won’t be tempted.

With this money, I won’t have to worry about funding for work-study for at least five years.

Even for the students, you have to agree to the proposal just now.

Sure enough, Dumbledore hesitated for just a moment and then nodded heavily.

"Okay, I will help you persuade Gellert. As for the Austrian Ministry of Magic, you don't have to worry about it."

Seeing that his goal was finally achieved, Sebastian's mouth stretched into a satisfied smile.

However, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Dumbledore showed a hint of resentment between his brows after hearing 5 gold Galleons.

Sebastian was a little confused.

Could it be that Grindelwald's appearance fee was higher, which made Dumbledore jealous?

Before Sebastian could think about it, he saw Dumbledore stand up and let Fawkes fly onto his shoulder.

Dumbledore raised his arms and smiled at Sebastian.

"Come on, let's go..."

"Nurmengard!"

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