Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Sebastian held the freshly taken high-definition blackmail material of Sirius Black and cheerfully returned to his office.

He leaned back in his soft chair, gently rocking. Watching Sirius Black's performance on the magic television, his face was filled with barely suppressed joy.

Sirius Black, that guy thought he could fool me by pretending to be a dog, what a daydream.

Look at this lighting, so professional, every expression, every movement is clearly visible.

Not bad, that tail wags quite happily.

It's really hard for him, such a ferocious-looking big black dog, actually managed to perform a bit of a smiling Shiba Inu feel.

Thinking of Sirius Black's always proud and stubborn personality during his school days, Sebastian's lips curled up a bit more.

I wonder what that guy's face will look like when he sees this 1080p blackmail material.

Wonderful, wonderful!

With this blackmail material in hand, that guy will have to bow his head in front of me at any time.

Thanks to the magic camera, this era-defining alchemical product, otherwise, if I brought this up in the future, Sirius Black would definitely deny it outright.

If I made a copy of this blackmail material and sent it to Snape, I wonder if that guy would be so excited that he would immediately recognize me as his godfather.

Anyway, no matter what I do, the initiative is in my hands.

Awesome!

The recording finished, Sebastian smiled and took out the magic image, carefully putting it into his undetectable extension bag.

Afterward, he leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly closed, his fingers unconsciously tapping the armrest, making a slight rhythmic sound.

As his thoughts gradually sank into the depths of his heart, his smile disappeared, and his expression became serious.

Sirius Black has already appeared around Hogwarts, so it's time for me to take action and control the rat.

After all, that little guy Ron is extremely fond of his rat, often carrying it around.

If Sirius Black finds out about it when he goes to Hogsmeade, Ron might get hurt as a result.

You need to know, this guy doesn't care about any consequences when he goes crazy.

In the original story, in order to catch the rat that Peter had transformed into, Sirius Black transformed into a mad dog and pounced directly on Ron, forcibly breaking the child's leg.

Thinking of this, Sebastian sneered, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.

It's just that the Weasley couple are kind-hearted and didn't pursue Sirius Black's fault afterward.

If it were me, I would definitely make him pay the price and let him know why the flowers are so red.

He slowly sat up straight, his eyes reopened, and he took out the two-way mirror to contact Harry.

"Harry, could you please find Ron and have him come to my office now?"

Not long after, Ron, who was doing homework in the Gryffindor common room, appeared in Sebastian's office.

"Professor Swann, is there anything you need me for?" Ron asked suspiciously.

Sebastian sat behind his desk, smiling gently, and said in a gentle voice: "It's nothing big, I just want to do a little business with you."

Do business?

What kind of business does the professor have to do with me?!

Ron was stunned, looking at Sebastian with a puzzled expression.

"It's like this," Sebastian smiled slightly, "I heard Harry say that your pet rat is a very special long-lived rat, right?"

"Scabbers? I don't know if it's special, but it's quite old, and I can't really remember how old it is."

Ron frowned and thought: "Originally it was Percy's pet, I remember my mother said that Percy found Scabbers when he was five or six years old and took it as a pet."

"Later, Percy didn't like it anymore, so he gave it to me."

"Although Scabbers is just an ordinary rat, doesn't look pretty, and is missing a finger, I still like it very much."

Mentioning Scabbers, Ron grinned, this is his own pet.

"Logically speaking, ordinary rats can only live for about three years at most," Sebastian praised, "According to you, Scabbers has lived for at least eleven or twelve years."

"This is equivalent to Nicolas Flamel in the rat world, maybe it's the only one in the world."

"It is precisely because of its uniqueness that I want to buy it for some magical research."

"I want to study what causes it to live so long."

Buy Scabbers?

Hearing this, Ron widened his eyes and stood there dumbfounded.

Although Scabbers is an old pet and often looks listless, it has been with him for many years after all, and he is really reluctant to sell it.

"Uh... Professor, Scabbers, it... I don't know what to say, it's very important to me," Ron said hesitantly.

Sebastian seemed to have expected his reaction, he nodded slightly and said gently.

"I understand your feelings for Scabbers, Ron. So I'm willing to give you a considerable compensation."

"How about one hundred Galleons?"

One hundred Galleons!

Scabbers is so valuable?

To be honest, Ron was tempted. For him, who had been poor since he was a child, one hundred Galleons was a huge sum of money.

With this money, he wouldn't have to worry about spending too much when going to Hogsmeade for a long time to come.

However, thinking of the days when he and Scabbers ate and slept together, Ron still felt a little reluctant.

"Professor, Scabbers has been with me for many years, I really don't want to sell it."

"I understand, it is indeed a rat that has been with you for many years," Sebastian said with a smile.

"I'm just very curious about the secret of Scabbers' longevity, I want to study it and see if I can decipher this secret."

"As long as we can decipher this secret, the lifespan of all of us wizards can be improved."

"How about this," he coaxed, "I'll offer two hundred Galleons. With this money, you can go to the pet store in Hogsmeade and pick a new pet."

"And, once there is any gain, I will share my research results with your family for free."

"Ron, don't you also want your family to live longer?"

"Of course, there is only one sample, Scabbers, and I can't guarantee 100% that I can research anything."

"However, in any case, I can guarantee that the research I do on Scabbers will not cause it to die, what do you think?"

Sebastian looked at Ron, who was caught in a dilemma, with a smile.

A money offensive coupled with moral kidnapping, I'm not afraid that you, young man, won't be tempted.

Ron's heart was beating fast.

He really wanted two hundred Galleons, and he also wanted his family to live longer.

In that case, I can only be sorry to Scabbers.

Finally, Ron raised his head, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said with a tight lip.

"Professor, I'll go back and bring Scabbers to you right away."

"Very good!" Sebastian took out two hundred Galleons and a special alchemical rat cage and handed them to Ron.

"Just bring Scabbers in this cage."

"Also, please call Neville here."

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