Hogwarts: Why do you call me the Demon King?

Stay true to yourself, don't be influenced by magic, and become a master in the magical world through hard power.

Voldemort, on the other hand, essentially took a shortcut with dark magic. He created Horcruxes to thoroughly taint his soul with dark magic.

This gave him a terrifying boost in his talent for dark magic, but it also weakened his rationality and made dark magic exclusive to him.

After Voldemort created Horcruxes, whatever magic he invented or used always carried a hint of dark magic.

As a master of traditional magic, Dumbledore's advantage over Voldemort lies in his ability to find solutions to various problems or people.

Voldemort, on the other hand, could only solve the problem using dark magic.

This also means that Voldemort's curse is on the same level as Dumbledore's.

Voldemort's curse may not kill Dumbledore immediately, but resolving it is not so simple either.

Unfortunately, the Resurrection Stone held a fatal attraction for Dumbledore.

Isaac didn't think he could stop the crazed Dumbledore; how could a little Grindelwald possibly have that ability?

It would take the real Grindelwald to do it.

Here's another problem: Old Grimm is still in prison in Nurmengard. If he doesn't come out, who can stop Dumbledore?

To be on the safe side, Isaac decided to conceal the existence of the other Horcruxes for a while.

Once he gets to know the other professors at Hogwarts, he'll form a Horcrux extermination squad and then they can all raid Voldemort's base.

If all goes well, Isaac will be able to see the Headmasters of Hogwarts in the Great Hall tomorrow.

Although Isaac was already familiar with the professors who were giving him lessons in the prophetic vision, the professors did not recognize him at this time.

Old Deng is really something. Doesn't he realize that once the prophet knows about the surprise in advance, the prophet will know regardless of whether he says the specific details or not?

Chapter 32 The Ministry of Magic Needs One Hundred Valdores

The next morning, Isaac was woken from his sleep by an excited Creek.

He had never seen Crick look like this since he moved into Hogwarts, and his anticipation was mixed with excitement.

It's as if Dumbledore's surprise was for Crick, the house-elf, rather than Isaac, the wizard.

"Wake up, Mr. Waldorley, today is your big day!" Crick's voice was hoarse but excited.

His two big eyes were now frighteningly bright, completely unlike his previous composed demeanor.

First comes breakfast, then brushing my teeth and washing my face.

With Crick's magical help, Isaac even got a trendy hairstyle—looking in the bathroom mirror, he realized that fashion really is a cycle.

For example, his current hairstyle looks exactly like Grindelwald's back in the day.

“Try this, Mr. Waldorley. It is a gift from all the house-elves of Hogwarts.”

Creek brought over a robe and carefully unfolded it in front of Isaac.

Unlike the standard robes of Hogwarts, the robe that Crick brought was more ornate and looked like a formal gown.

The robe is made of velvet, with a purple exterior and white interior, and bears the Hogwarts symbol on the chest.

Isaac spread his arms and let Creek put the unusual robe on him.

“Perfect, absolutely perfect! Mr. Waldore, let us proceed. Professor Dumbledore and the Headmasters, along with Minister for Magic Fudge, are waiting for you in the Great Hall.”

Creek quickly straightened Isaac's robe, making sure it was wrinkle-free and spotless, before walking ahead to lead the way.

As soon as Isaac entered the Great Hall, he became the center of attention, and Fudge, the Minister of Magic standing next to Dumbledore, immediately stood up.

"Our magical heroes, who haven't even enrolled yet, have arrived!"

After Fudge finished speaking, enthusiastic applause erupted in the room. The Ministry of Magic officials and Aurors who had come with Fudge all joined in to create a lively atmosphere.

Loud applause echoed throughout the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

Even more remarkably, a photographer from the Daily Prophet held up a magic camera and filmed Isaac the entire time.

Each time the magic camera's flash goes off, the camera emits a puff of purple smoke.

Upon seeing the magic camera, Isaac immediately composed himself.

Isaac approached Fudge and Dumbledore at a leisurely pace.

"Good morning, Professor. Is this the surprise you were talking about?"

When Isaac approached Hogwarts' "camp," he discovered that the four heads of the House of Dumbledore were not as excited as the Ministry of Magic officials and Aurors.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Pomona Sprout of Hufflepuff all looked at Isaac with a mixture of encouragement and concern.

A young wizard who hasn't even started school yet, and is an orphan, encounters Death Eaters outside.

Even if Isaac were standing perfectly fine in front of them right now, the deans would still be worried.

As for Professor Severus Snape, Headmaster of Slytherin and Potions Master, he was expressionless with empty eyes.

However, Isaac could feel Professor Snape's scrutinizing gaze sweeping over him.

"Let me introduce you. This is Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge."

He brought you a reward from the Ministry of Magic.

As soon as Dumbledore finished his introduction, Fudge couldn't wait to come up to Isaac. He was about to reach out and pat Isaac's head as a sign of affection when he paused.

Isaac's current head shape really gave him no idea where to start. He couldn't very well go around to the top of Isaac's head to touch the back of his head, could he?

That's too "ugly".

Fudge's large hand then landed affectionately on Isaac's shoulder.

As Fudge moved, reporters from the Daily Prophet were frantically taking pictures of the two.

Puffs of purple smoke billowed from his camera, and Auror, who was near the photographer, smirked and took two steps to the side.

Fudge calmly showed the photographer photos of himself and Isaac from various angles.

After the photographer had gathered enough material, Fudge finally spoke in a friendly tone.

“Hello, Isaac, I think this is our first meeting. I am Cornelius Fudge, the British Minister for Magic.”

You can call me Cornelius.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Minister Connelly.” Isaac smiled broadly, not forgetting to add the honorific “Minister” after Fudge’s name.

Sure enough, Fudge's smile became even more genuine after hearing Isaac's words.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Isaac.”

First of all, I want to apologize to you. Your encounter with the Death Eaters off-campus was a mistake by the relevant departments of the Ministry of Magic.

"Some Death Eaters escaped our search."

“No, Minister, it’s not your fault!” Isaac knew exactly what Fudge wanted to hear, and he didn’t mind saying something nice at this moment.

"The appearance of that Death Eater was just an accident; he was too cunning. We cannot erase the contributions of the Aurors and the Minister of Magic to the stability of the wizarding world just because of an isolated case."

Isaac hasn't reached the stage of not eating beef yet, and besides, you can't hit a smiling face.

Minister Fouché came to him with honors and money. If an ordinary person received such a good thing, wouldn't they sincerely say thank you?

Fudge and Dumbledore's little conflict was between the two of them.

These two are the British Minister for Magic and the Headmaster of Hogwarts, respectively. Isaac is just a junior wizard and has no need to get involved in the dispute between such important figures.

To put it bluntly, he's not even worth being cannon fodder now.

When Fudge heard Isaac's rebuttal, his old face beamed with delight. Fudge was certain that if Isaac were a fully grown wizard, he would hire him as his personal assistant based on that alone.

Wizards are often eccentric, and the more powerful a wizard is, the more eccentric they tend to be.

Within the Ministry of Magic, wizards who weren't powerful enough weren't qualified to see Fudge. And those who were were not as eloquent as Isaacs.

Fudge suddenly realized that the British Ministry of Magic needed a hundred Isaac Waldorleys.

Fudge originally intended to use this opportunity to save face for the Ministry of Magic—a Death Eater attacking a young wizard who hadn't even started school yet would cause panic among wizards with children throughout Britain.

For Fudge, the more stable the wizarding world was, the better it would be for his political career.

But now Fudge has changed his mind.

No matter how much he touts the stability of the magical world, it's not as valuable as a single compliment from Isaac, the person directly involved.

Isaac's praise hit the nail on the head.

Fudge decisively abandoned his original, lengthy prelude and went straight to the point about his trip to Hogwarts.

"Thank you for your understanding, child."

Now let me get to the main point.

Cornelius Fudge, his smile fading, solemnly announced to everyone...

Chapter 33 Order of Merlin, Second Class

"In recognition of Mr. Isaac Waldore's indomitable spirit and outstanding achievements in the fight against the Death Eaters."