#454 - Chapter 454: A series of traps for Lao Fu

Although Sebastian had previously used a pure-blood duel to fiercely suppress Umbridge's arrogance, he didn't expect her to behave herself after arriving at the school. After all, this woman came with Fudge's orders, and she would definitely do everything in her power to make Fudge happy.

Of course, Umbridge's appointment as a Hogwarts professor had almost no direct impact on Sebastian.

If there was any inconvenience, it would be seeing a toad in pink clothes bouncing around the campus every day, which was a bit of an eyesore.

With Fudge backing her, Umbridge was bound to act recklessly, but no matter how much she stirred things up, her main target would only be the students.

Compared to the professors, the young wizards were the easiest soft persimmons to squeeze.

Even in the original story, Umbridge, apart from creating a bunch of bizarre prohibitions, mostly targeted the small group led by Harry. As for the professors, she would at most use some annoying little tricks to disgust them. The only one she really went after was Trelawney, and that was a typical example chosen to establish her authority.

In fact, Dumbledore's instruction to maintain superficial harmony with Umbridge wasn't a bad idea.

After all, Hogwarts professors are public figures, and their every word and action are watched by the students. If they were to clash with Umbridge, it would not only be a loss of face for the professors but also have a negative impact on the students.

Umbridge could be shameless; she would only stay at Hogwarts for a few months before leaving. But the professors would be teaching here for a long time and couldn't afford to lose their composure.

After discussing Umbridge's matter, Dumbledore assigned tasks to the members of the Order of the Phoenix and ended the meeting.

Snape didn't leave the tent first as usual but signaled Sebastian with his eyes, indicating that he had something to discuss with him.

Only after they were the only two left in the tent did Snape speak in a flat tone: "The Dark Lord is pressing hard. Do you want to reveal some information about the Dragon Person form to him?"

Old Voldy is too impatient. It hasn't even been a month, and he's already getting impatient?

It seems that the Dragon Person form really matters to Old Voldy.

Sebastian's lips curled up, and just as he was about to complain, he heard Snape continue.

"By the way, the Dark Lord secretly had Wormtail move into my house. The reason I came out tonight was to have dinner and chat with you, and to gather information by the way."

"Wormtail?" Sebastian frowned. "Did the Dark Lord have him live in your house to monitor whether you were taking his orders to heart, or is it that he still harbors doubts about you?"

"Hard to say," Snape's expression didn't change in the slightest. "The Dark Lord has always been very suspicious, but I feel that the biggest possibility is that he's really anxious."

"From what I know, he has collected a lot of information related to Animagi in the past month and has also had the Death Eaters prepare a lot of dragon blood for him, from various types of dragons."

"Oh? All types of dragons?" Sebastian raised his eyebrows and asked excitedly, "Has he been experimenting on himself?"

He was very interested in the result because the prerequisite for transforming into a dragon was to use the blood of a single dragon to prepare the potion.

If Old Voldy experimented on himself with the blood of various dragons, the conflict between the different dragon bloodlines would completely ruin his chances of success.

When that time comes, having Snape report this crucial information to Old Voldy would definitely infuriate him.

"No," Snape denied. "The Dark Lord is very cautious. His experiments have always remained at the theoretical stage, which is why he keeps urging me. He needs your experience to verify his ideas."

"Therefore, you need to think carefully about what information you're going to reveal and to what extent."

So cautious...

Sebastian nodded. "I was still planning to use fake insider information about the Dragon Person form to trick the Dark Lord, but now it seems that the previous plan still needs to be tweaked. I must make it so that he can't distinguish between truth and falsehood."

His fingers tapped lightly on the table as he pondered carefully.

Voldemort still has to be kept waiting for another two months, to make him anxious, to make him restless, to let him know that the information doesn't come easily, so that he will dispel his doubts to the greatest extent and believe that the information is real.

However, it is possible to use this opportunity to set a series of traps for Old Voldy.

Thinking of this, Sebastian looked up at Snape: "Severus, you can tell the Dark Lord this time that ordinary wands simply can't withstand the violent magic of the Dragon Person form, and a special wand must be used after transforming."

"And this wand of mine is a relic left by Gryffindor, a treasure I obtained in the Gryffindor Inheritance Secret Realm."

"Gryffindor?" Snape's tone carried a hint of doubt. "Would the Dark Lord believe it? Historical records show that Gryffindor never had such a special wand."

"He has to believe it," Sebastian said confidently. "Don't forget, the Dark Lord has also seen Slytherin's Magical Handbook, which says that Slytherin got his inspiration from Gryffindor."

"You just tell the Dark Lord that the wand is what I got in the secret realm, that it was a gift that Gryffindor prepared for Slytherin, but the two of them eventually broke completely, and Slytherin's experiment failed, so Gryffindor left the wand behind."

Hearing this, Snape nodded slightly.

This explanation does have a high degree of credibility. The power of Sebastian's wand also fits the reputation of a Gryffindor relic.

More importantly, he had indeed personally seen Sebastian enter the secret realm. Under various conditions, the Dark Lord couldn't help but believe it.

Only, in this way, the Dark Lord should be even more annoyed.

Thinking that the Dark Lord would be unhappy, Snape felt refreshed. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he stood up to say goodbye: "Then that's settled. I hope the Dark Lord can sleep well tonight."

Leaving the tent, Sebastian found that Neville's parents hadn't left yet. They were chatting with Harry and the other kids in the small courtyard.

After seeing Sebastian appear, Alice went straight up to him: "Professor Swann, Frank and I have something we'd like to ask you to help with."

"What is it?" Sebastian smiled slightly and said gently, "Go ahead, I will definitely help if I can."

"It's like this, I heard that Harry is receiving special training from you, so could you also give Neville some special training? Frank and I have tasks for the Order of the Phoenix, and we won't be able to train him this summer."

"No problem!" Sebastian agreed readily. "I quite like Neville. Let him come tomorrow. He can live at Swann Manor, or he can come and go every day by Floo Powder, whichever he prefers."

Hearing this, before Alice could thank him, Hermione, who had been eavesdropping nearby, couldn't sit still.

"Professor Swann, can I also go to Swann Manor for special training?"

Ever since the Dark Lord returned, she had a sense of urgency, so she only stayed at home for a few days this summer before coming to the Burrow, so that she could practice magic openly.

To be honest, she had already planned to ask Sebastian for permission to stay at Swann Manor and train together when Harry's birthday came.

Seeing Hermione so enthusiastic, Ron immediately expressed his position: "Professor Swann, can you take me with you too? I also want to improve, I also want to become stronger."

Yo—

This spirit is good.

Anyway, it's the same to herd one sheep or two. The little ones can compete with each other, which can help them improve faster.

Thinking of this, Sebastian waved his hand.

"Okay, pack your luggage and go. We'll go to Swann Manor together later."