Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

"Master Harry, wake up."

Harry was immersed in a wonderful dream about magic when he suddenly heard someone gently calling his name.

Master?

Are they calling me?

He opened his eyes and looked around groggily, the blurry images confusing him.

He reached for his glasses on the bedside table, and when he put them on, his vision immediately cleared. His gaze fell to the side of the bed, and the scene before him astonished him.

A small creature was standing there, its ears as large as bat wings, and its eyes as round as tennis balls.

It was wearing a delicate black suit, standing elegantly and upright, like a gentleman. The fabric of the suit had a soft luster, and the tailoring was proper, making it look particularly high-end.

Harry swore that although he knew nothing about suits, this outfit was definitely worth a lot of money, at least his Uncle Vernon could not afford such a suit.

If this were a human, Harry would definitely think that this was the kind of butler that would appear in the homes of ancient nobles on television.

What is this creature?

I don't recognize it...

He blinked hard, making sure he wasn't seeing things. His curiosity was instantly ignited; he had never seen such a peculiar creature.

"Hello, Master Harry," the little creature bowed politely. "Breakfast is ready, sir and madam are waiting for you."

Harry quickly sat up and extended his right hand: "Hello, I am Harry Potter, and you are?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Harry saw a surprised expression on the little thing's face, but it was quickly replaced by happiness. It reached out and shook Harry's hand.

"I am Jeff, the house-elf of the Swan family. You can call me if you need anything."

"Master Harry, you are a good person just like sir and madam. You should know that wizards never shake hands with house-elves."

"Get up quickly, madam said she will take you on a big shopping trip today."

A house-elf?

It's really amazing!

Harry quickly put on his clothes, quickly washed up, and headed to the dining room.

As soon as he entered the dining room, Mia gave him a big hug and gently kissed him on the forehead.

"How did you sleep last night? Are you used to it?"

"I originally wanted to let you sleep in, but our schedule today is a bit full!"

"Hurry up and eat, after you finish, we will take you to see Diagon Alley in the magical world."

Mia pressed Harry into his seat, then looked at him with loving eyes as he ate breakfast.

Seeing this warm scene, Sebastian showed a satisfied smile.

He began to think about the specific arrangements for Harry.

If it were an ordinary little guy, then the arrangements for this summer vacation would be very simple.

Amusement parks, traveling everywhere, everything can be arranged.

Just eat, drink, and have fun all the way, however you can make up for the regrets of childhood.

Even if Voldemort makes a comeback in the future, if you can't afford to provoke him, you can always hide.

But Harry can't. From the beginning, he had no choice. As the weaker party, he could only passively accept his fate.

Sebastian carefully recalled the performance of this iron-headed kid in the original book.

Except for Defense Against the Dark Arts, his other subjects were not outstanding enough. Many times, he would borrow Hermione's homework with Ron.

His study was definitely not diligent, wasting his talent in vain.

If it weren't for Dumbledore, this god-level nanny, Harry would never have been able to achieve the final victory.

Thinking of this, Sebastian had a plan in his mind.

Resting for one day is enough. Starting tomorrow, Harry must work hard.

How about this, let's follow the training standards of elite Aurors.

Sebastian grinned, he picked up a glass of milk and put it in front of Harry.

"Drink the milk, it's the time to grow, more calcium can help you grow taller!"

After breakfast, Harry could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, he was a little impatient.

He was going to Diagon Alley in the magical world.

Today's journey will definitely be very interesting!

However, how should he go?

Should he flash over there like yesterday?

The feeling of being squeezed is not good...

While he was still looking forward to it, Mia took him to the fireplace.

"Logically speaking, the first time I take you to Diagon Alley, we should go through the Leaky Cauldron, but I saw that you were uncomfortable for a long time after Apparating last night."

"So, we will use the fireplace to travel today, which is convenient and quick, and will not make you feel uncomfortable."

She handed Harry a small bag of glittering green powder, and then stood in the fireplace in Harry's puzzled gaze.

"This is Floo Powder, Harry. Stand in the fireplace and clearly say 'Diagon Alley', I'll demonstrate it for you."

She threw the Floo Powder in her hand under her feet, and with a flash of green light, the whole person disappeared.

Harry's mouth was as big as an egg, he was stunned, he couldn't imagine that wizards could use flames for rapid travel.

He grabbed a handful of Floo Powder and looked at Sebastian uneasily.

"Don't worry, Harry," Sebastian patted Harry on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, just say Diagon Alley clearly."

"You'll see Mia in the blink of an eye."

"To put it another way," Sebastian patted his chest confidently, "Even if you say it wrong, I can follow you to find you, don't worry."

Hearing Sebastian's guarantee, Harry was no longer nervous, he walked into the fireplace and shouted excitedly.

"Diagon Alley!"

Instantly, he felt himself being swept up by a powerful force, everything in front of him was spinning rapidly, he had just closed his eyes when a solid sensation came from under his feet.

He opened his eyes and what came into view was Mia looking at him with a smile, behind her was an extremely bustling street.

Harry stared blankly at the scene before him. This was a strange world he had never seen before. His eyes could hardly believe everything he saw.

Diagon Alley was full of bustling wizards, dressed in all kinds of robes.

They were carrying all kinds of strange items in their hands—some were carrying small bottles emitting light smoke, some were waving shining wands, and some were holding strangely shaped pets…

He looked around, overwhelmed. As far as the eye could see, every shop exuded a unique charm.

Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, Gringotts, Owl Post Office, Quality Quidditch Supplies, and so on.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley, Harry."

Mia waved her hand, and after Harry walked out of the fireplace, she put a cool-looking men's wallet into Harry's hand.

"This is your pocket money, one thousand Galleons."

One thousand Galleons?

Harry didn't know what a Galleon was, but the amount of one thousand made him vaguely feel that this was not a small amount of money.

He waved his hands in a panic: "This is too much, Mia. Why don't you give me 10...no, I mean give me 5 Galleons."

Mia smiled and rubbed Harry's hair: "Take it, take it, this is all given by me, an elder, you can't refuse."

"Besides, this is just a little pocket money. When you inherit your family's vault, you probably won't even look at this little money."

"Vault?"

Harry's eyes widened, his heart filled with confusion and surprise.

He had never heard of his family having a vault, let alone inheriting anything.

In this strange magical world, everything made him feel both excited and confused.

Mia looked at Harry's blank expression and quickly patted him on the shoulder, comforting him.

"Don't worry, we will help you find your family's vault key."

Saying that, she smiled at Sebastian who had followed, and then took Harry's hand and walked forward.

"Let's go, let's get you a few handsome clothes first, Madam Malkin's craftsmanship is very trustworthy."

Looking at the tall and short figures walking forward, Sebastian smiled slightly and strode to follow.

"Wait for me, I haven't caught up yet..."

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