Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Sebastian didn't mind solving Voldemort's problem single-handedly, or rather, he had been prepared for it since he decided to step into the limelight.

To be the brightest star of this era, soloing Old Voldy was an achievement he had to accomplish.

However, simply completing this achievement was not enough for Sebastian to become the brightest star.

In the past century, Dumbledore had been the most shining star in the entire wizarding world, and his achievement of continuously suppressing two Dark Lords made his prestige unmatched.

With him around, no matter how much Sebastian worked hard, people would still think of Dumbledore first, and everyone would feel that everything was inseparable from Dumbledore's arrangements.

Therefore, Sebastian needed Dumbledore to go offline for a period of time, and by the way, slightly condone Old Voldy's expansion of power, turning him into a nightmare for the whole world.

In this situation, taking down Old Voldy as a savior would naturally allow him to become the most powerful person in the wizarding world, both in terms of fame and influence.

"Sebastian," Dumbledore smiled and asked with interest, "How should I go offline? Hide temporarily?"

"No, no, no, just hiding is not enough!" Sebastian waved his hand, "I need you to fake your death and escape."

"Fake death and escape... That's not easy," Dumbledore frowned slightly, quickly thinking, "Ordinary fake death can't fool Tom, we must think of a reliable method. Sebastian, what was your original plan?"

"It's very simple, you just need to take an Avada Kedavra in front of everyone, and the mysterious person will definitely not suspect anything."

Avada Kedavra?!

Dumbledore's eyes widened, his blue eyes filled with disbelief, and he subconsciously poked his ears, as if trying to confirm that he had heard correctly.

Seeing this, Sebastian smiled evilly in his heart, and then nodded seriously, confirming that Old Dumbledore had heard correctly.

This time, Dumbledore was completely dumbfounded, his lips slightly open, unable to make a sound for a long time.

Good boy, are you and Tom in cahoots?!

You actually want me to take an Avada Kedavra head-on!

Are you trying to kill me and then smoothly inherit the position of Hogwarts Headmaster?

There's no need for that!

"Sebastian, if you want to be the Headmaster, just say it, we can discuss everything."

"Anyway, I can't take that Avada Kedavra at all, and I can't cooperate with your plan at all, so please find someone else."

"I only agreed to go offline for a while to slack off, but I didn't agree to go offline permanently!"

"I'm still young and want to enjoy life for a few more years, please let me go."

Filled with resistance, Dumbledore frantically waved his hands, the speed so fast that afterimages almost appeared.

Seeing Old Dumbledore's messy appearance, Sebastian could no longer maintain his serious expression, opened his mouth, and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha—Headmaster, don't get excited. The reason why I said that is naturally because I am confident that you can take the Avada Kedavra safely. Come, come, let me teach you an advanced skill—Protego Maxima Stack!"

As he said that, Sebastian briefly explained the origin of the spell stacking, then stood up and looked at the other party confidently: "Headmaster, come, cast an Avada Kedavra on me first."

At this moment, it was a good opportunity to show off in front of others, and Sebastian was very much looking forward to what expression Old Dumbledore would show after seeing him withstand the Avada Kedavra.

Sebastian's actions once again dumbfounded Dumbledore.

Protego Maxima Stack?

What is this thing? Is it really the inheritance of Gryffindor?

After learning it, you can withstand the Avada Kedavra?!

No! I have lived for more than a hundred years, and I can be considered a knowledgeable wizard, but I have never heard of such a thing.

"Sebastian, you should know the power of the Avada Kedavra, don't joke with your life."

"It's okay, Headmaster, don't worry, let me open your eyes today."

Seeing Sebastian's serious look, Dumbledore hesitated and raised the Elder Wand.

To be honest, he was not very dare to act, for fear of making a big mistake if he was not careful.

However, out of trust in Sebastian, he finally waved his wand lightly.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A green light flashed, and Sebastian still stood there smiling, without the slightest discomfort.

Although he was mentally prepared, the scene in front of him still made Dumbledore couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Merlin! It really works!

This spell stacking is too powerful.

In this way, it can indeed easily deceive Tom.

"How is it? Headmaster, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Old Dumbledore's shocked appearance made Sebastian feel extremely comfortable. "In this way, to be on the safe side, after you stack a hundred layers of Protego, we will officially start the plan."

"Okay," Dumbledore put away his wand and sat back in his chair, "However, I still have a concern."

"Sebastian, have you ever thought about what impact my fake death will have on the wizarding world, will people panic? Will the situation quickly collapse?"

"Don't worry, Headmaster, I'm here." Sebastian smiled contemptuously, sat back in his chair, and picked up the Coke to moisten his throat again.

"In other countries, there are the Swan Alchemy branches, and Mr. Grindelwald's Saints, which will not cause the situation to collapse, and this time will not be long, according to my plan, half a year at most is enough."

"As for people falling into panic, they will get used to it after two days at most. As long as there is hope, they will slowly stimulate their fighting spirit and then burst out with infinite resilience."

"The last point, and the most important point, is that the mysterious person does not have the courage to deal with both of us at the same time. It can be seen from his re-silence and then letting the Death Eaters expand their power abroad."

"The mysterious person's heart is ruthless, and he is also alert and highly mobile. He will not confront us head-on, but will only circle around us and fight guerrilla warfare. If he is forced too hard and cannot see hope, he is likely to wreak havoc in the Muggle world."

Sebastian paused, letting Dumbledore think about this scenario, and then continued: "And after your fake death, there is only me on the surface, and the strength I show is only a match for him."

"In this case, the mysterious person will naturally become arrogant, and we can just use his mentality to let him actively jump into the trap we have dug."

"In addition," Sebastian smiled slightly and took out a wand and placed it in front of Dumbledore, "This is the first gift I prepared for the mysterious person. With it, the mysterious person will probably cut off his arm and actively give up the Elder Wand he has obtained."

Dumbledore picked up the wand on the table and slowly rotated it, his eyes meticulously scanning every detail.

Good boy, even the substitute for the Elder Wand is ready.

After a little thought, Dumbledore understood why Sebastian had asked him to reveal the details of the Elder Wand to Voldemort before, and also understood where this wand should be used.

Wonderful, this is to use his fake death to play a bigger game.

The corners of his lips slightly raised, and he imagined Voldemort confirming his "death", and then excitedly replacing the "Elder Wand" he had worked so hard to obtain, thinking that he was already sure of winning.

As a result, when the final battle came, he not only found that he was not dead, but also that the so-called Elder Wand was just a complete fake.

At the happiest and most confident moment, falling directly from heaven to hell, that moment was simply fatal to Voldemort.

Sebastian's move was not only for killing people, but also for attacking the heart!

Looking at Sebastian's confident appearance, Dumbledore suddenly felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

He has strength, financial resources, and even more so, wisdom and means!

Anyone who goes against this kid will definitely be in big trouble.

In the next era, Sebastian will definitely become a new generation of legend, even the only legend.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore placed his arms neatly on the table, revealing a look of listening attentively.

"Professor Swan, time is precious, please start teaching the Protego Maxima Stack..."