Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

Why is Dumbledore contacting me at this time? Has he changed his mind? Does he want the Elder Wand back? Jerry wondered to himself.

Despite his doubts, Jerry politely replied to the sullen-faced Snape, "Yes, Professor Snape. I'll be right there in the headmaster's office."

After saying goodbye to Harry and the others, Jerry got up and headed to the headmaster's office.

……

At the principal's office door, Jerry knocked gently, and then heard a voice from inside say, "Come in!"

"It's you! Wasn't it Headmaster Dumbledore who wanted to see me?"

When Jerry entered the principal's office, he found only Gellert Grindelwald sitting on the sofa.

“It was me who came to you. How is it? Do you find the Elder Wand easy to use?” Grindelwald said with a smile. “I went to great lengths to get Dumbledore to agree. But it’s not a gift; it’s just a loan for the summer! Remember to return it to Albus later.”

"Huh? What Elder Wand? I don't know!" Jerry said after a moment of thought, looking puzzled.

"Hahaha! I don't care anymore! I'll just have Albus ask you for it later!"

"I don't care anymore. Anyway, I didn't take it. The Elder Wand must be in Grindelwald's hands. I'll make Dumbledore ask him for it!" Jerry thought to himself.

"What exactly is it that you want me to go to Paris, France for?"

Jerry was filled with curiosity and doubt. Grindelwald only told him he was going to Paris, but didn't mention the specific purpose.

Now that the Elder Wand has been handed over to him, Jerry feels somewhat bewildered. To be honest, he's even starting to feel a little panicked.

"Don't worry, Jerry, it's nothing serious!" Grindelwald said casually. "I just want you to get to know the Vigilantes, and while I'm at it, help me make an official from the French Ministry of Magic disappear forever, and then I can just grab something from their Department of Mysteries!"

Jerry: Σ(?д?|||)??

Grindelwald, do you know what you're saying? He's just a child!

"Does Headmaster Dumbledore know about this?" Jerry asked.

"Of course, Dumbledore certainly knows... part of it!"

"But, but I'm only twelve years old! And I'm a Hogwarts student. What if my identity is exposed..."

Jerry had many guesses about the trip to Paris, but he never expected Grindelwald to be so direct. He wondered which unlucky guy from the French Ministry of Magic had offended him!

It's unlikely to be an Apostle. Hogwarts has Apostles; if Grindelwald really wanted to kill one, he wouldn't have gone through all that trouble, going all the way to France. Besides, Jerry is certain that Grindelwald knows about his relationship with the Apostles.

"Jerry, don't underestimate yourself!" Grindelwald patted Jerry on the shoulder and back and said, "No one else has your ability to conjure up Fiery Flames!"

"As for your identity, you don't need to worry. Ms. Rozier will help you with that after you go to France."

As he spoke, Grindelwald took out a small gift box and placed it in front of Jerry, then continued, "Inside is a door key. Once you're ready, just hold it, and it will take you to your destination."

"Some things you're bound to experience sooner or later. Remember, Jerry, learn to make the most of everything around you!"

Hearing Grindelwald's words, Jerry realized he was finding it hard to refuse and asked, "Including the Mughal Party?"

“If you have the ability, what does it matter if the Wushi Party is given to you!” Grindelwald said seriously. “But if you don’t have the ability, don’t expect to be able to control them.”

At this moment, Jerry finally understood Grindelwald's purpose: eliminating the Ministry of Magic officials and infiltrating the Department of Mysteries to steal things were just paving the way for him to take over the Sorcerer Party in the future!

The Apostles are indeed powerful, but there are too many uncertainties. If I could really take over the UMNO party, it wouldn't be impossible to turn them into my own people.

However, Jerry was never one to put all his eggs in one basket. Dumbledore could establish the Order of the Phoenix; could he follow suit and create his own righteous organization?

In the future, the underworld, the legitimate world, and even the Minister of Magic will all be on my side. What will anyone else have to fight against me with?

Seeing Jerry frowning and deep in thought for a while, Grindelwald waved the small gift box in front of him again, smiling as he said, "Well? Have you thought it through? It's time to make a choice. Do you want to take over this door key?"

After much deliberation, Jerry took the door key from Grindelwald's hand.

As if he had anticipated Jerry's decision, Grindelwald nodded in satisfaction, his eyes revealing admiration and anticipation for Jerry. "Very good, you made a wise choice. You are truly worthy of the Grindelwald family!"

"Remember Jerry, learn to make use of everything around you. I don't care about the process, only the result!" With that, Grindelwald disappeared from the room.

Sure enough, Dumbledore returned to the headmaster's office not long after.

"Jerry, what are you doing here? Did Gellert send you?"

Jerry nodded and said, "Headmaster, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now!"

"Go back and get some rest!" Dumbledore nodded and said. "And please be careful during the summer vacation, okay?"

"Understood, sir!" Jerry said, turning and leaving the principal's office.

(One more chapter is being added!)

Chapter 74 Luxury Manor

The Château de St. St. covers an area of ​​75 hectares and is located 35 kilometers from Paris. It is far from the hustle and bustle of the city and is surrounded by rolling hills and shimmering lakes.

Every summer at dusk, the setting sun casts its rays upon the lake, making it resemble a golden mirror that reflects the magnificent outline of the estate.

With a "whoosh!", a figure carrying a box suddenly appeared at the manor gate. It was Jerry.

After seeing Hermione off at the train station in the morning and giving Catherine some instructions, Jerry packed his luggage, gripped the door key, and arrived at the gate of a huge manor.

"here it is?"

"Welcome, Mr. Green!"

Just as Jerry was filled with confusion, a voice suddenly rang out behind him. He turned around and was surprised to find an old lady standing quietly behind him.

She wore a bright green cloak, her snow-white hair was meticulously combed back, and her face wore a serious expression.

"Who are you?" Jerry asked, staring at the old woman who had suddenly appeared before him.

The old lady did not answer immediately, but stared at Jerry with deep eyes.

After a long silence, she spoke slowly, her voice carrying an irresistible force, "I am Vida Rozier, a subordinate of Lord Grindelwald. You may call me Lady Rozier. Please come in with me!"

As Jerry followed Rozier into the manor, the first thing that caught his eye was a wide lawn, neatly trimmed, like a green carpet spread out under his feet.

Walking along the stone path, you are surrounded by lush sycamore trees on both sides, their branches and leaves intertwining in the air to create a cool and shaded place.

The buildings within the manor adopt a typical French classical style, with white exterior walls, exquisite reliefs, and gold decorative details all exuding an air of aristocratic nobility.

The main building's lobby is even more luxurious, with intricate patterns painted on the soaring ceiling and a huge crystal chandelier that is dazzling, highlighting the exquisite murals and the splendor of the antique furniture.

This is absolutely luxurious! Are the UMNO parties this rich now? Jerry was filled with astonishment.

"Madam, where is this?"

“Ster Manor, one of the bases of operations for the Vigilante Party. I know your doubts, but Lord Grindelwald's power is beyond your current imagination!”

Okay! Jerry finally sees it: Vida Rozier is practically a carbon copy of Catherine! He just wonders if Catherine is this rich too!

Jerry followed Mrs. Rozier to an extremely luxurious room in the manor.

At the entrance to the room is an intricately carved wooden door.

The walls of the room are painted in an elegant off-white color, accented with gold decorative lines.

In the center is a French-style bed with a headboard made of precious rosewood. The bed is covered with silk sheets and a cashmere blanket, which are soft and warm to the touch.

A vintage-style carved dressing table sits beside the bed, with a bright mirror inlaid on it, the frame of which is carved with intricate vine patterns.

"This will be your room from now on. After you've packed your things, come to the living room on the left side of the first floor corridor. There are some things Lord Grindelwald instructed me to discuss with you."

After hearing Mrs. Rozier's words, Jerry nodded, quickly packed his luggage, and went to the first-floor reception room.

When Jerry arrived in the living room, he found that in addition to Rozier, there were four other elderly people with white hair.

"Let me introduce you: Abernathy, Nagel, McDuff, and Kraft."

"Uh, hello!" The four members of the UMNO didn't speak, but looked Jerry up and down, staring at his black hair. Helpless, Jerry could only awkwardly take the initiative to greet them.

"Are you really a descendant of Lord Grindelwald?" Kraft asked, staring at Jerry. "What's wrong with your hair?"

“My last name should be Grindelwald. The last time I met Gellert Grindelwald, he said he was my grandfather! As for my hair, it used to be blond, but there was an accident recently and it turned black.”

"You mean Lord Grindelwald is your grandfather? Your biological grandfather? How is that possible?" The four of them looked incredulous after hearing Jerry's words, and then turned their gazes to Vida Rozier.

“Lord Grindelwald is indeed Jerry Green’s grandfather,” Vida Rozier said. “As for other matters, if you want to know, you can ask Lord Grindelwald yourself.”

"Then he..."

Najer wanted to ask more, but was deterred by Mrs. Rozier's cold gaze.

"Mr. Jerry Green, I believe you already know the purpose of your visit!"

Jerry nodded and asked, "Tell me who that unlucky guy is!"

“This is the person!” Rozier handed Jerry the Alchemy Daily.

"Vincent Martin, Head of the Auror Office at the French Ministry of Magic?"

Was Grindelwald joking with himself? Sending him to deal with a French Auror?

Jerry sighed and asked, "Do you have information on his family or friends?"

Everyone:! ! !

You lad, no wonder Lord Grindelwald values ​​you!

"To be honest, I'm very curious, what did this guy do? Why do you all hate him so much?"

"That damned traitor! Five years ago, after being captured, he not only betrayed us but also caused the deaths of more than a dozen of our comrades who went to rescue him."

Seeing the others gritting their teeth, wishing they could tear each other apart alive, Jerry understood why Gellert insisted that he eliminate this traitor.

"I want all his information, including his family, friends, everything!"

“No!” Najjar shook his head and said, “His parents died long ago, he has no brothers or sisters, he has never married or had children, and he has no friends either. He would betray even his comrades who have been through thick and thin with him, how could he possibly have any friends!”

"Young man, this old man is not easy to deal with. If you give up now, it's not too late!"

"What kind of help can you offer me?" Jerry asked, frowning.

“Lord Grindelwald said it would be according to our wishes,” Rozier said solemnly, “so what kind of help you can get depends on your own abilities!”

"Another task is to obtain Merlin's Alchemy Stone, which is located in the Department of Mysteries of the French Ministry of Magic, number 843."

Our help also depends on you!

After hearing Rozier's words, Jerry nodded, took the newspaper, and left the reception room.

After Jerry left, Najel couldn't help but ask, "Rozier, who is this child?"