Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Sebastian patiently supervised the students taking photos, then had them sign magic contracts one by one.

He could only pretend not to see the students' gazes.

It was work time, any questions could wait.

The first-year little wizards weren't familiar enough with Sebastian, so their glances at him were mostly subtle.

When the second-year students arrived, their gazes were much bolder.

Some little wizards even sized Sebastian up and down incessantly, making him feel uneasy.

However, his sense of morality kept him from using Legilimency to read the little ones' minds.

Although he couldn't use Legilimency, Sebastian wasn't without sources of information.

After Harry completed signing the contract, Sebastian immediately called him aside to ask what had happened.

Harry was embarrassed.

He didn't quite know how to describe the specifics to Sebastian.

He couldn't exactly say that everyone was discussing the authenticity of his nickname, could he?

He could only lower his head and stammeringly repeat all the news he'd heard.

Hearing Harry's description, Sebastian's vision went black, and he almost fell to the ground.

Immediately, anger welled up, and he went into a red-hot state.

Merlin's saggy pants!

Why were these rumors spreading?!

Who was spreading these rumors?!

Why was that old nickname being brought up again? Which little wizard was so bored that they kept old newspapers from two years ago?

Now, his reputation was completely ruined.

Sebastian wanted nothing more than to cast Obliviate on each of the little wizards, making them completely forget what had happened today.

However, it was too late now; the rumors had already spread throughout Hogwarts.

In fact, the rumor had likely already spread throughout the magical world via owls.

Sebastian could foresee the tabloid reporters' unique revelry.

Suddenly, a murmur reached his ears.

"Look, Professor Swann is blushing."

"Really, he's redder than a tomato; this is the first time I've seen it."

"Is he shy after hearing the truth from Potter?"

"Enough, enough, stop gossiping, the professor is pitiful enough."

So tired!

Destroy it all...

These students were just too unlovable.

He didn't want to stay at Hogwarts for even a second longer!

Sebastian felt exhausted and didn't even have the strength to continue talking to Harry.

He just waved wearily, signaling Harry to leave, while he fell into deep thought.

He racked his brains, trying to think of a way to salvage his reputation, but after thinking it over, he realized it was a pure dead end.

Any words attempting to defend himself would be seen as cover-ups or sophistry, making the situation even worse.

Even if he shouted himself hoarse, people wouldn't believe a word he said.

The best strategy for dealing with this kind of thing was probably to ignore it and let time gradually wash everything away.

Sebastian mustered all his strength, barely managing a smile, pretending to be calm as if nothing had happened, and continued to fulfill his duties.

However, as the photos continued, the little wizards grew older and bolder.

Some little wizards who had taken his class even walked up to him, expressing concern and encouragement with caring eyes.

This time, Sebastian couldn't sit still any longer.

He called Fred over, briefly explained the upcoming arrangements, and quickly returned to the Muggle Studies office.

Closing the door, he collapsed wearily on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Sigh...

The students' enthusiasm was even more unbearable than their gossip.

Better to hide.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

Knock—knock—knock—

Who was it?

Could it be that something had gone wrong with the project as soon as he left?

Sebastian released his magical senses and found a familiar person standing outside the door.

Severus?

What did he want?

Was he here to laugh at him?

Sebastian braced himself and opened the door to welcome Snape into the office.

"Severus, what do you want?"

"Nothing," Snape said expressionlessly, "I just wanted to discuss some insights on potions with you."

That simple?

Sebastian was skeptical and slowly started discussing with Snape.

Gradually, he completely relaxed because Snape was really just discussing some of his discoveries in potions and didn't say anything messy at all.

It seemed he had overthought things.

Severus had no intention of laughing at him.

He was purely judging a gentleman's heart with his own petty mind.

Sure enough, he was a good brother, trying to distract him and stop him from overthinking.

The sun gradually set, and Snape stopped the discussion, getting up to bid farewell to Sebastian.

Just before leaving the office, he turned around and handed Sebastian a piece of parchment.

"What's this?" Sebastian opened the parchment and began to read.

"A recipe," Snape said in a flat tone, "A potion recipe I invented."

"I hope it can help your situation."

After speaking, he didn't wait for Sebastian's reply and walked directly out of Sebastian's office, slamming the door shut behind him.

Looking at the parchment in his hand, Sebastian froze.

Good heavens!

I didn't expect you, Snape, a thick-browed, big-eyed bachelor, to research this kind of recipe.

Were the professors at Hogwarts so idle?

Were they so concerned about the students' gossip?

Go home, go home!

He really couldn't stay at Hogwarts today.

Just as he was about to throw the parchment aside, Sebastian was attracted by the potion ingredients on the recipe.

The ingredients in this potion recipe seemed to be mostly cheap.

There was houttuynia cordata, malt oil, toad venom, goblin beard, dragon blood grass, and so on.

Calculated this way, the cost of this potion was ridiculously low.

Sebastian's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and the corners of his mouth widened more and more.

This small piece of parchment represented countless, inexhaustible Galleons.

No, not just Galleons, but also dollars, pounds, and RMB.

Severus, just wait to become a billionaire!

Just then, Mia pushed the door open and teased Sebastian gently.

"There are rumors about you everywhere in the school, I didn't expect you to be happily giggling alone in the office."

"Rumors?" Sebastian smiled condescendingly, "Mere rumors, I don't care about them at all."

"Besides, other people don't know what my strength is, but you know, right?"

Pfft—

Looking at Sebastian's expression, Mia laughed so hard that she swayed: "Really don't care?"

"How did I hear that someone blushed with shyness?"

Hearing this, Sebastian went into a red-hot state again, put his arm around Mia's waist, and headed towards the fireplace.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go home now."

"Once we get home, let me teach you a good lesson!"

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