Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

In the small dueling arena at Swann Manor, Ron and Neville hooked their shoulders and pumped their fists excitedly.

"Brilliant! We knew Harry would be fine!" Ron shouted, his voice filled with uncontrollable joy.

"They have no reason to convict Harry! If they do, they'll be trampling on the laws they made themselves!" Hermione said loudly, looking very excited.

Sebastian did not tell them the specific details of the trial, so he left it to Harry to tell the little ones about it himself.

Maybe you can also give Harry a Pensieve, so that the little ones can see the true face of the Ministry of Magic, especially Hermione, she really needs to see what the true face of politics is.

He gently hugged the happy Mia, his voice full of comfort.

"Mia, you've worked very hard today, go back and have a good rest. You will be responsible for training these little guys in the morning, and I will take care of the rest of the training."

Mia smiled and nodded, leaving the duel arena to Sebastian and the others.

"Professor Swann," Ginny asked aloud, "Where's Harry? Why didn't he come back with you?"

"Oh, Harry has officially joined the Order of the Phoenix and is now on a mission with Professor Dumbledore."

After hearing what Sebastian said, the little ones looked at each other in disbelief.

One morning later, Harry joined the Order of the Phoenix?

This is so efficient!

Moreover, he was still completing the mission with Professor Dumbledore.

so envious!

"Professor Swann," Ron couldn't bear the temptation. He pointed at himself frantically and said, "Look at what we are missing. We also want to join the Order of the Phoenix."

"You have all reached the standard for joining the Order, but..." Sebastian smiled and stretched out his voice, "You are still unable to keep it completely secret. You don't want the Order of the Phoenix to fail due to leaks, right?"

Hearing this, the little ones seemed to be greatly humiliated and argued with red faces.

"Professor, we will never say anything nonsense."

"That's right, we are not informants, you can't say that about us."

"Professor, you can trust us."

"Okay, okay," Sebastian raised his hands and gently pressed them down, "Of course I trust your character, but your brains have no defenses. If I want, I can easily know what you are thinking."

Hermione's brain reacted very quickly, and she immediately replied: "Are you referring to Occlumency? We can learn it too!"

"Yes, we can learn xN too!"

"But this way, you will have even less time to rest," Sebastian pointed with his fingers, "You have to do high-intensity duel training in the morning and learn Apparition in the afternoon, so Occlumency will have to occupy your time in the evening."

"Professor, we are not afraid of being tired!" Neville said firmly.

Not only was he not afraid of being tired, he was also worried that Sebastian would not have the heart to train them harshly. He had already made plans to lose more than ten pounds at Swan Manor.

Hermione and others also echoed Neville, saying that they were not afraid of hard work or fatigue and would definitely meet the professor's requirements.

Sebastian suppressed his laughter; with Harry as an example, he believed that these little guys would not be willing to lag behind.

Since you are so motivated, you might as well double the training volume.

"Very good! Since you have the fighting spirit, I can make a promise now. As long as you master Apparition before school starts and practice Occlumency to the point where you can resist the invasion of ordinary enemies, I will let you become interns of the Order of the Phoenix."

"Next, as long as you complete the assessment tasks of the Phoenix Order, you can become a formal member."

"Wuhu!" Ron cheered and shouted, "What are you waiting for? Let's start practicing now."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Sebastian smiled slightly, took out a few letters from the traceless stretch bag and put them in the hands of the little ones, "Here is your book list for this year, see if there is anything you need, I will arrange for Jeff to buy it for you."

Ron took the envelope, opened it and found two pieces of parchment inside. One was a reminder that school would start on September 1st this year, and the other was a list of books for the next year.

"There are two new books," he read quietly, "The Standard Book of Spells, Fifth Grade, by Miranda Goshawk, and Theory of Magical Defense, by Wilbert Slinka."

"I also have the book Magical Defense Theory," Ginny said as she read the contents of the letter. "It seems that there is a new professor for Defense Against the Dark Arts this year. I wonder what kind of person this new professor is and whether he is easy to get along with."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Hermione shout excitedly: "Prefect! The letter said that I became the prefect."

"Congratulations, Hermione," Ron leaned over and looked at the prefect badge on Hermione's hand, his voice full of affirmation, "You are so outstanding, it's a foregone conclusion that you will become a prefect."

"So it seems that Harry must be the boy's prefect. What do you think, Neville?"

Neville didn't answer. Ron turned his head and found Neville standing there motionless, his mouth slightly open, staring blankly at the letter in his hand.

"Neville, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you talking?"

Neville looked up and stammered, "I don't know what happened... The letter said that I became the Gryffindor Boy Prefect."

"But...how could I be the prefect? ​​This must be a mistake."

Neville held the letter high above his head, as if he wanted to use the sunlight to identify the watermark on the letter.

The prefect should be Harry. He is the strongest and has joined the Order of the Phoenix. Most importantly, he is the one who won the championship of the Five Wisdom Tournament for Hogwarts.

He looked at everyone at a loss, as if he had obtained this position of prefect by dishonorable means.

Ron squeezed over, looked at the letter in Neville's hand, and poured out a gold and red prefect badge from Neville's envelope. After confirming that it was correct, he patted Neville on the shoulder and said.

"Hey, man, don't doubt it, you are the prefect. Among the Gryffindor boys, except for Harry, you are the best now, and your grades are better than everyone else. It is normal for you to be the prefect."

"As for Harry..." Ron frowned and thought for a moment, "It must be those bizarre rumors that have been circulating recently that have held him back. Just think about it, and you will know that many of our classmates must believe those lies."

"If Harry becomes a prefect, the situation will be more troublesome. I think Dumbledore did not choose him as a prefect based on this consideration."

Looking at Ron's performance, Sebastian nodded imperceptibly.

Ron's guess was correct. Harry was now in the middle of public opinion. If he became a prefect, he would be passive no matter how he responded to other people's doubts.

In addition, this is also a test of friendship and love set by Lao Deng.

Ron was not jealous of Neville at all. He gave a perfect answer sheet right away. No matter how you look at it, he had made great progress.

Sebastian clapped his hands, drawing the little ones' attention.

"Okay, let's discuss the matter of the prefect later. Let's continue practicing Apparition."