Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

A flash of green flame, and Sebastian stepped out of the fireplace in his office.

He took out his wand and cast a Cleaning Charm on himself, then stretched and yawned deeply.

He had worked late last night, causing him to sleep very late, and he didn't feel energetic at all this morning.

Although he had no classes this morning, he still had to get up early and go to school.

There was no way around it, he had to prepare his lessons......

As a new professor, lesson preparation had been consuming a lot of Sebastian's energy.

After all, making Muggle Studies interesting and fun was not easy.

He kept cheering himself up in his heart.

Come on!

It will be easier next year!

"Ahh~~~"

Sebastian yawned again.

(‘－ωก̀　) So sleepy ~

Should I lie down on the sofa and take a nap?

Knock knock knock ~

A knock sounded on the door.

Who could it be so early?

His magic senses told him it should be a few students.

He opened the door and saw seven players standing outside. Their eyes darted around, and they didn't dare make direct eye contact with him.

"Professor," Charlie opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but immediately hesitated.

He noticed that Professor Swan's eyes were slightly red and a little moist, as if he had just cried.

Charlie shuddered, feeling like he had discovered something extraordinary.

Could it be that Professor Swan had been angered to tears after reading today's Daily Prophet?

Otherwise, why would his eyes be wet?

This was awkward......

He hesitated, not knowing what to do next.

Should he first comfort the professor and tell him not to take the Daily Prophet to heart, or should he apologize to the professor directly for yesterday's performance?

Sebastian looked at Charlie's hesitant expression, smiled at him, then stepped aside to let the students into the office first.

He stretched out his wand and cast a Transfiguration spell on the sofa in the room, turning it into a huge U-shaped sofa, so that the students could all sit down.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Sebastian smiled, breaking the silence.

Before Charlie could organize his words, Cedric's doubtful voice came from the side.

"Professor, why don't you seem angry at all?"

Charlie's heart skipped a beat. Cedric was still too young and didn't know how to read the room at all. This was not called not being angry! Didn't he see that he had been angered to tears!

"Angry?" Sebastian asked, puzzled.

Charlie's heart was in turmoil, and he was at a loss, it was extremely dramatic!

How should he open his mouth?

Should he say, Professor, don't cry, we are your strong support.

Wouldn't that be too brave?

Even if he was stubborn, he had to distinguish the timing. The current atmosphere was not appropriate at all!

Besides, who would admit that they cried, as a grown man?

This was too embarrassing. He didn't expect the professor to cry before coming!

Charlie wanted to reach out and scratch his head, but he felt it was inappropriate, so he could only use his toes to scratch the floor through his shoes.

He turned his head to look at his teammates, and found everyone staring at him with flickering eyes, as if saying.

You are the captain, you go! We all support you.

Charlie wanted to swear. Usually, few people treated him as the captain during training, but now they remembered that he was the captain......

He cried out helplessly in his heart.

Merlin, save me, what should I do?

Seeing that the professor was still waiting for his answer, Charlie had no choice but to bite the bullet and take out the Daily Prophet hidden on his body.

"Professor, don't cry, we saw the newspaper too, and we are all very angry!"

Charlie spoke more and more smoothly: "But Professor, don't worry, we all support you. We don't believe a word of what's in the newspaper!"

Cedric was a little surprised. He widened his eyes and looked at Sebastian doubtfully.

Did the professor just cry?

He looked carefully and found that Professor Swan's eyes were indeed still a little moist, and he immediately admired Charlie wholeheartedly.

As expected of the captain, he observed so carefully!

I didn't even notice that the professor was crying!

He was really amazing, and he would learn more from Captain Charlie in the future!

Thinking that the professor was angered to tears, Cedric felt very sad, and his eyes also turned red.

Alas, we have embarrassed Professor Swan...... (ಥ ﹏ ಥ)

Sebastian immediately turned into a black man with a question mark face!

Who cried?

Did I cry?

I don't know!

He didn't understand what was going on.

Why were these Quidditch players all here to comfort him and tell him not to cry so early in the morning!

The students looked at him with guilt on their faces.

Among them, Cedric's eyes turned red, and the only little witch, Debbie, was already looking at him with tears in her eyes.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was getting more and more wrong, Sebastian quickly interrupted: "The professor didn't cry. You all misunderstood."

"Professor, don't say anything, we all understand!"

Marcus stood up and said fiercely: "Damn Daily Prophet, to publish such nonsense articles!"

"What's even more hateful is that some students actually believe the nonsense in the newspaper!"

"I swear! If I hear anyone say bad things about you again, even if it means my grades are deducted, I will beat them up!"

"Me too!"

"Count me in!"

Several little wizards scrambled to express their stance, vowing to fight to the end with these students who didn't know right from wrong.

Even the most well-behaved Cedric patted his chest and said that he would persuade those students well.

Sebastian had a headache, and he rubbed his temples.

Why did he feel like he was going to become a representative of some kind of evil force?

He seemed to see the students of Hogwarts divided into two parts.

Charlie and Marcus raised their arms and led the little wizards who supported him, waving their fists and rushing towards another group of students, plunging Hogwarts into chaos.

Finally, Old Dumbledore appeared and suppressed himself and the troublemaking students.

Wait!

I'm not a Dark Lord!

Sebastian shook his head, driving these inappropriate thoughts out of his mind.

It must be because he stepped out with his left foot first when he crawled out of the fireplace today that made the style of painting so strange.

He quickly changed the subject: "Come, come, come, sit down, sit down. I really didn't cry, you all misunderstood!"

"Also, no fighting, do you hear?"

"Especially you, Marcus, if I find out that you are bullying students, I will be the first to kick you out of the school team!"

Sebastian knew that there must be some misunderstanding, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

In order to prevent things from getting more and more chaotic, he decided to stop here and end the topic directly.

He took out the magic TV and magic video from the Space Expansion bag and said gently to the students.

"I remember that you don't have any classes for the first class this morning. Why don't we take this opportunity to review yesterday's game together!"

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After sending the students away, Sebastian breathed a sigh of relief and slumped on the sofa.

He didn't take the Daily Prophet's report to heart at all.

However, the students' concern still warmed his heart.

But where did the rumor that he cried come from?

So tired!

He thought that this matter would subside, but unexpectedly, when he went to the Great Hall for dinner before noon, he found that there were little wizards whispering and talking to each other all the way.

Although these voices were not loud, they kept drilling into his ears, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Hey, have you heard? Professor Swan was so angry after seeing today's newspaper that he cried."

"I know, I know. Professor Swan hid in the office and cried all morning!"

"Your news is too outdated. I heard that after sending off the guests from Beauxbatons yesterday, Professor Swan felt more and more embarrassed. He didn't even go home last night. He cried all night in the office, and he was still crying this morning. As a result, Charlie and the others found out......"

"Think about how many good things the professor has given to the school, but some students still say bad things about him. I would cry too!"

"Professor Swan is so fragile, not like a mature wizard at all!"

Listening to the little wizards' discussions, Sebastian's mouth twitched a little.

How did these rumors spread so quickly?

It felt like the whole school knew......

Along the way, little wizards kept looking at him with pity or encouragement, and from time to time, some little wizards ran up to him to cheer him on and tell him to be strong.

Sebastian was a little helpless, and could only smile and nod to the students.

He couldn't eat this meal!

Let the house elves send lunch to the office.

Damn!

My reputation!

Why don't you believe what I said?!

And the culprit, Rita Skeeter!

I didn't intend to pay attention to you, you little bug.

But the professor is very angry, and the consequences are very serious!

You wait!

I'll have the owl take me to beat you up!

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