Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Standing on the duel arena cleared by the professor, Malfoy felt extremely panicked.

what happened?

That's not how the script was written.

Shouldn't Potter have agreed to a duel at midnight, and then been caught red-handed by the caretaker Filch?

Why were they surrounded as soon as the duel was mentioned, and why did they look like they were enjoying the show?

Why don't Slytherin's fellows stick up for themselves?

Why did Marcus call the professor here?

I can’t understand it at all!

Although Malfoy was panicked, he still held on for the sake of his face, looking fearless.

Although he was a little nervous, he did not think that he would lose to the savior Potter. After all, he was the heir of the Malfoy family.

Gradually, Malfoy felt that the surroundings became quieter and he could no longer hear the whispers of his classmates.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Then he tightened his grip on the wand in his hand and stared at the opposite side with full concentration.

Potter, come on!

Let me show you how powerful the old pure-blood family is!

From today on, no one can underestimate the name Malfoy.

"This is a small duel, so everything is kept simple and neither side needs to salute."

"Listen to my command, 3-2-1, start!"

"Collapse!"

As soon as the countdown ended, Malfoy took the initiative. He wanted to seize the initiative and knock the damn Potter down in one breath.

To his surprise, he saw that the other party easily avoided his spell by just turning sideways.

impossible!

How can you hide so easily?

Potter couldn't possibly be that good.

Malfoy couldn't believe what he saw. He gritted his teeth and continued to cast spells at the other party.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and he found that Potter had dodged all his attacks by just dodging left and right a few times.

Malfoy was becoming frustrated; so far, his spells hadn't even touched the edge of Potter's clothes, and he felt that his provocation was a joke.

A thought came to his mind - he was doomed to lose.

Then, a strong sense of unwillingness rose in his heart. He didn't want to admit defeat like a clown, so he yelled at Porter angrily.

"Potter! Are you going to keep hiding like a rat?!"

"Fight back!"

"Let me see what you can do!"

Hearing Malfoy's roar, Harry was a little confused. He didn't understand why the other party was angry.

He dodged the spell just to get a feel for Malfoy's background.

After all, this was his first time dueling with someone of the same age, and he wanted to see how strong the opponent was.

However, in Harry's eyes, Malfoy's wand-swinging movements were too big and his attacking intentions were too obvious.

You don't have to think too much to see through the attack route of the opponent's spell.

So, isn't it normal to dodge a few spells?

He felt that Malfoy was not very strong and he could win easily.

But Harry did not look down on Malfoy because of this. After all, Malfoy came from a pure-blood family and he might have some hidden tricks.

He took the time to glance at the students who were watching, and found that both Hermione and Ron had their mouths wide open in disbelief.

Harry suddenly realized that he had thought too highly of Malfoy.

The thought of this made him feel somewhat dull, so he pointed his wand at Malfoy.

He remembered Professor Swan's instructions that once he attacked, he must make sure the opponent completely lose the ability to resist, both magically and physically.

"Except your weapons!"

"All petrified!"

"Confinement quickly!"

After casting three spells in succession, Malfoy's wand flew out of his hand, his expression froze on his face, and his whole body was tied up with thick ropes.

"His~~~"

The young wizards watching gasped.

Is this Harry Potter?

So strong!

Is this the power of the savior?

Seeing this scene, everyone realized that the winner had been decided, and the Gryffindor students rushed forward and surrounded Harry.

"Harry," Ron said loudest, "Tell me, how did you become so strong?"

"Yes, tell everyone about it!" the little wizards asked in unison.

Students from other colleges did not leave immediately either. They also wanted to hear what Harry would say.

Hearing everyone's praise, Harry felt a little embarrassed and could only whisper back, "Professor Swan taught me."

In an instant, the space around Harry was empty, and everyone surrounded Sebastian, even Snape was pushed aside.

Hermione worked hard to squeeze to the front, raised her head and shouted loudly: "Professor Swan, I also want your guidance."

"Yes! We need guidance too!"

"Professor, you can't be partial. We are your students too."

"Professor Swan, please teach us how to duel!"

After seeing Harry's strength, the little wizards were extremely envious.

Now, after knowing the reason, they are unwilling to let go of this opportunity and they also want to become stronger!

Listening to the students' requests, Sebastian looked thoughtful.

I originally planned to improve the combat effectiveness of my students.

We don't ask them to fight for Hogwarts in the future, but at least they should be able to protect themselves.

Maybe some of my plans can be brought forward.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand to quiet the little wizards.

"Since everyone wants to learn, I decided to open a duel club."

"Everyone gather in the auditorium at 8 o'clock on Friday night."

"Disband!"

Not until the little wizards had completely dispersed did Sebastian look at Malfoy, who had been freed from the curse.

He lowered his head and stood quietly beside Snape, without any of his previous arrogance.

To be honest, Sebastian has always had complicated feelings towards the young wizard Draco Malfoy.

From the first time he appeared in the original work, it can be seen that he is a child spoiled by his parents, and the first thing he asked is "What will happen to my dad?"

He was proud of his pure-bloodedness and always carried himself in a haughty manner, as if the entire magical world should bow down to him.

However, after Voldemort's return, Malfoy's world changed forever.

He witnessed with his own eyes his high and mighty father, Lucius Malfoy, humbled and grovelled before the Dark Lord.

Malfoy Manor, the family manor that he was once proud of, was also occupied by Voldemort as his headquarters.

All this ruthlessly shattered Malfoy's pride. He began to reflect and suffered from inner torment.

Perhaps it was this complex psychology that made him publicly declare that he could not recognize Harry when he was captured at Malfoy Manor, thus saving the lives of Harry and the other two.

Sebastian felt that perhaps from that moment on, Malfoy no longer wanted to see Voldemort's victory.

From the moment Malfoy entered school, Sebastian planned to train him well.

However, simple preaching or scolding is of no use to this proud child.

Now, with Harry's help, Malfoy's arrogance was defeated.

Sebastian hoped that Malfoy would see the light of day and realize that bloodline was useless.

He wanted Malfoy to change from now on.

In this way, Malfoy might not become a hero immediately, but at least he is no longer just the child who only knows pride and prejudice.

What's more, Sebastian expected more from Malfoy.

He felt that Draco had great talent and that it should not be wasted.

As a student of Slytherin College, Sebastian also hoped to train him well and let him carry the banner of Slytherin College.

Sebastian walked over to Malfoy and patted his shoulder gently.

"Draco, follow me."

"Come to my office and have a good talk."

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