Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

"Sir, the Dark Lord has ordered all Death Eaters to come out in full force and launch a night raid on Hogsmeade tonight. I'm currently rushing to gather the werewolves."

In the magical phone, Lucius meticulously recounted everything at the Death Eater gathering, his voice low and urgent, with a hint of deliberately suppressed urgency.

Sebastian's lips curled into a subtle, meaningful smile.

Finally, he's taken the bait!

It was worth deliberately concealing my sharpness, subtly hiding my trump cards every time I clashed with Voldemort, never truly revealing my hand, only maintaining the illusion of a draw.

Now that Old Voldy has taken the blame he deserves and recruited the 'special talents' from other countries, Old Voldy's greatest value has been almost completely squeezed out. It's time to ask him to take his final bow and squeeze out the last bit of value.

"Understood, Senior. Proceed according to the plan."

Hanging up the phone, Sebastian stood up and walked to the window, overlooking the bustling new town of Hogsmeade from the top floor of Swan Alchemy.

Wizards walked in groups of twos and threes on the wide streets. Taverns, shops, news agencies... other than the Aurors and Hit Wizards constantly patrolling the crowd, everything seemed as usual, even with a hint of idyllic tranquility.

"Only by ending the war can Hogsmeade New Town truly be revitalized. After tonight, this kind of beautiful life will become the norm, and the new town will become even more lively!"

Sebastian sighed softly, tapping his fingers lightly on the window frame, pondering the current situation.

On the surface, Hogsmeade New Town's combat power is insufficient. The Aurors, Hit Wizards, and the Order of the Phoenix combined are only a little over a hundred people, while Voldemort's Death Eaters far outnumber them by six times, plus the support of Dementors, werewolves, giants, etc. No matter how you look at it, Voldemort has an absolute advantage.

But this is precisely the illusion that Sebastian wants Voldemort to see.

He knows very well that Voldemort, since his resurrection, although still arrogant, has become much more cautious in his actions.

Because of this, Sebastian carefully applied pressure while constantly placing bait, forcing Voldemort to make his own decisions.

Now that the Death Eaters are facing internal and external troubles and their morale is unstable, Voldemort cannot possibly resist the soft persimmon right in front of him.

If he is unwilling to take action even when faced with such a tempting opportunity, then Sebastian would look down on him.

Sebastian chuckled: "Old Voldy, Old Voldy, do you think you are hunting Hogsmeade?"

"Unfortunately, you haven't realized that you are the trapped beast being hunted. This play has been set up for a long time, and tonight is the moment to finally close the net."

Sebastian chuckled and took out his magical phone, dialing Amelia Bones' number.

"Amelia, the Dark Lord has ordered all Death Eaters to come out in full force tonight, targeting Hogsmeade New Town. The Ministry of Magic needs to prepare. We must ensure that he comes but doesn't return."

"Understood." Amelia's voice remained calm and efficient. "After sunset, the new town will be under full curfew. The Ministry of Magic will completely shut down the Floo Network. Everything else will be carried out according to the previous plan."

Ever since Voldemort started causing trouble at Gringotts, the new town has been under curfew every night. The residents of the new town have become accustomed to this state, so there is no need to worry about causing panic.

"The Floo Network doesn't need to be completely shut down," Sebastian corrected in a deep voice. "Change it to allow only exits and no entry, giving the residents of the new town the right to choose. Those who are willing to stay will naturally stay, and we don't need to force those who want to leave."

Under such circumstances, those wizards who are truly afraid of war can leave through Floo Powder or Vanishing Cabinets without any problem, which can reduce the panic in the city. And those who stay are the true forces willing to fight for the new city.

The power of the people is great. Considering the population of the new city, even if only a portion of the people are willing to stay, they will outnumber the Death Eaters.

Amelia quickly understood his intention and had no objections: "I understand. Are there any other arrangements?"

"Nothing special. Let the Aurors and Hit Wizards take turns resting and maintain sufficient energy before the battle. Tonight, we have distinguished guests visiting, and we must greet them in the best condition."

After explaining the Ministry of Magic's deployment, Sebastian hung up the phone and immediately dialed another person's number.

"Lockhart, inform the war reporters to work overtime tonight. The location is Hogsmeade New Town."

"Hogsmeade New Town?" Lockhart, on the other end of the phone, was obviously unprepared for this news and raised his voice in surprise. "Boss, are you serious? Could it be... the Dark Lord is attacking?"

Sebastian chuckled, his tone playful: "Oh, you're quite clever, aren't you? That's right, it's just like you guessed. What's the matter, are you scared?"

Before he could finish speaking, a loud thud came from the phone, like something heavy falling to the ground.

The next second, Lockhart shouted excitedly: "With you here, Boss, how could I be afraid! This is big news! Big news! Tonight, I will personally serve as a war reporter, no one can compete with me!"

"Keep it a secret! Lockhart, don't reveal the news in advance! I won't spare you if it causes panic."

"Got it, got it, I won't talk to you anymore, Boss. I have to quickly get a hairstyle and choose a suitable dress. Tonight, I want to show my face properly."

With the photographer in place, Sebastian needed some special viewers to be present to watch the battle.

So, he unhesitatingly dialed Agimbar's magical phone: "Mr. Agimbar, please help me contact representatives from various countries. Everyone must gather in Hogsmeade New Town within two hours. Tonight, I will treat them to a unique show."

Following that, Sebastian contacted Hannah Abbott: "Hannah, take Neville to the Hogwarts kitchen and do your best to make Perception Biscuits. I'll have the house-elves assist you. Make as many as you can."

Perception Biscuits—one of the four magical delicacies left behind by Hufflepuff, capable of enhancing a wizard's magical perception for a certain period of time.

In such a fierce battle, Perception Biscuits will greatly improve the combat efficiency of our personnel and reduce their risk of injury.

Subsequently, Sebastian dialed Kingsley Shacklebolt's number and said concisely: "Put all members of the Order of the Phoenix on standby. Tonight, we have a tough battle to fight."

Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner. After explaining all the pre-war deployments, Sebastian pondered for a moment and finally dialed the most important number.

"Harry, come to my office. I have something to discuss with you."