Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

"Jerry, I thought you were already at Hogwarts!"

Hermione was chatting with her roommate when she suddenly heard that familiar voice. She turned around with some surprise and then took Jerry's hand, gesturing for him to sit down in the carriage.

Good morning, Jerry! I read the Daily Prophet, congratulations!

"Thank you!" Jerry sat down and said thank you.

"Jerry, do you know that a lot of reporters are looking for you right now? They all want to do an exclusive interview with you. Even that annoying Rita Skeeter has said she wants to interview you!"

"However, it seems that Professor Dumbledore stopped all of these people."

"hehe!"

Listening to the chatter of the crowd, Jerry gave an awkward laugh. That bug Rita Skeeter dared to come looking for him!

Jerry exchanged a few brief pleasantries with Hermione's roommates. Although he was very familiar with Hermione, he only had nodding acquaintances with her roommates, and was only slightly more familiar with Parvati.

Jerry couldn't get a word in edgewise as they chatted about their summer vacations.

Chapter 90 Dumbledore: I need a new wand!

Inside the Great Hall of Hogwarts,

Countless candles floated in mid-air, their faint light illuminating four long tables surrounded by people.

The golden plates and crystal-clear goblets gleamed in the candlelight, as if sparkling with starlight.

The ceiling is enchanted, able to faithfully reflect the night sky outside. Whether it's a clear night or a rainy one, it can present a vast starry sky or a scene of dense clouds.

"Slytherin!"

At the Sorting Ceremony for the new school year, Jerry, sitting in the Slytherin area, glanced at where the professors were dining and, sure enough, Snape wasn't there.

That arrogant old man must have gone to look for Harry since he wasn't there!

Sure enough, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall left the Great Hall with serious expressions shortly afterward.

"Jerry, what happened?"

Malfoy arrived at his seat without anyone noticing and asked after noticing the change in the professor's dining area.

"Didn't you notice Harry and Ron aren't here?" Jerry pointed in the direction of Gryffindor.

"Of course we found out! You mean the professors went to see Potter? He won't get expelled, will he?"

Jerry gave Malfoy a strange look, then moved his seat away from him.

"What, do you really want Harry Potter to be expelled?"

"Of course I don't want Potter to be fired!"

"Huh!?" Upon hearing Malfoy's words, not only Jerry, but also Goyle and Clark sitting opposite him stared wide-eyed in surprise.

“What’s so strange about that!” Malfoy said, noticing the surprised looks on the faces of those around him. “I’m joining the Slytherin Quidditch team this year, and I haven’t even beaten Potter on the pitch yet!”

Jerry: Ha! Just like Snape!

"Hello! Hello, Jerry Green!"

While the group was talking, Lockhart suddenly appeared and greeted everyone with a beaming smile.

Then he stood between Jerry and Malfoy and said to Malfoy, "Excuse me, could you move aside? I need to talk to Jerry, who is also a recipient of the Order of Merlin, Class III!"

Seeing Lockhart's narcissistic expression, Malfoy thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and stepped back to the side.

Jerry saw Malfoy's mouth move, but no sound came out. Although he didn't understand lip reading, he was certain that Malfoy wasn't saying anything nice.

“Jerry, it’s incredibly impressive for someone your age to receive the Order of Merlin. You might not know this, but I’m also a recipient of the Order of Merlin. Let’s take a picture together! If we give it to a reporter, it’ll definitely be on the front page of the Daily Prophet tomorrow, causing a sensation!”

"Sir, if I may be so bold, a professor should be thinking about how to teach students well, not these things!"

Seeing Jerry's slight resistance, Lockhart quickly explained, "Of course, but I've already prepared all of this!"

"Idiot!" Jerry cursed inwardly, then glanced at Malfoy behind Lockhart and said, "Professor Lockhart, I don't understand why you came to Hogwarts to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor! Don't you know that this position is cursed by the mysterious man?"

"Of course I know, but so what! Have you read my books? I've subdued female ghosts, vampires, and werewolves, so why would I be afraid of curses!"

Although Lockhart may not know how to teach, he certainly knows how to sell.

Lockhart's ability to sell himself alongside Jerry or Harry was far more effective than his solo efforts to promote shampoo and those expensive, highly repetitive books. One of the perks of being a Hogwarts teacher was having the power to choose which books students bought as teaching materials.

Jerry couldn't help but give the other person a thumbs up when he saw how shameless they were!

"I've met my match!" Jerry thought to himself. Lockhart's skin is even thicker than his!

“Sir, do you know how the last Defense Against the Dark Arts professor died?” Jerry said to Lockhart in a sinister tone.

"Didn't he... say he was a Death Eater?"

"Who knows! Anyway, that's what Dumbledore said. But he died a horrible death, burned alive! When they finally found him, he was charred beyond recognition! If you don't believe me, ask Malfoy; his father is a member of the Hogwarts Board of Governors and knows a lot of Hogwarts secrets!"

Lockhart swallowed hard and turned to look at Malfoy.

Upon seeing Lockhart's expression, Malfoy immediately understood; he knew this all too well!

"I heard my dad say that the professor before me was beaten to death by Liu, who beat people until he was a bloody mess and turned into a puddle of mud!"

"No way, I investigated before I came, it's not as serious as you guys say!" Lockhart wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Dumbledore kept all of this from me! My father is on the board of trustees, that's how I found out! And the professor before him, his fate was even more gruesome..."

"Alright, Malfoy, I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now!" With that, Lockhart hurriedly left the hall.

"I hope Dumbledore will wake up tomorrow and the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will still be at school!" Jerry thought to himself, watching Lockhart's disheveled figure as he left.

And Malfoy, that kid is a real talent too!

"Jerry, are you alright?" Malfoy pointed to Lockhart, who had left.

"What could possibly happen? We were just joking with the professor! Besides, your father is a member of the school board, what are you afraid of!"

Malfoy thought about it and realized it made sense. Jerry had hurt people, set fires, and gone out at night last year—he had done all sorts of things, yet he still got to attend Hogwarts!

I was just joking with the professor, it's no big deal! Besides, my dad is a member of the school board!

"Jerry Green!"

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A hand suddenly landed on Jerry's shoulder, followed by a chilling voice from behind him.

"Professor Snape, what brings you here?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore wants you to come to his office after the Sorting Ceremony! Also, I'm in a bad mood right now, so you'd better not cause any trouble!" Snape finished speaking and glared at Malfoy sitting next to him.

Jerry: "..."

……

"Professor, you wanted to see me!"

After the college division ended, Jerry did not go back to his dormitory first, but went straight to the principal's office.

"Jerry, you're here. Please have a seat!" Dumbledore said, putting the book he had just been reading into a drawer after seeing Jerry.

Although it was just a fleeting glance, Jerry still managed to spot the book title: "Deciphering Cutting-Edge Black Magic".

Jerry could only pretend he hadn't seen it, because he didn't know if Dumbledore had done it on purpose!

"Jerry, summer vacation is over, it's time to return the Old Man's Wand you borrowed!"

After Jerry sat down, Dumbledore said.

"Huh? Professor, are you mistaken? Grindelwald said it was for me. Why don't you two discuss it yourselves?"

"My child, the Elder Wand will be given to you, but not now!"

"But……"

Jerry tried to argue, but Dumbledore simply reached out and the Elder Wand from his pocket flew into his hand on its own.

"The Summoning Charm? How is that possible? How could the Elder Wand be affected by such a spell?" Jerry stared in disbelief as the Elder Wand flew back into Dumbledore's hand!

"Haha, Jerry! Nothing is impossible with magic." After putting away the Elder Wand, Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh at Jerry's surprised expression.

But his expression quickly turned serious, his smile disappeared, his brows furrowed, and he fell into deep thought.

"Professor, are you alright?" Jerry asked curiously, seeing Dumbledore standing there with a serious expression.

"Enough! Enough!" Dumbledore sighed upon hearing Jerry's call and then returned the Elder Wand to Jerry.

“Professor, you…” At this moment, Jerry’s mood was like a rollercoaster, fluctuating wildly, and he didn’t even understand what Dumbledore meant!

"Promise me, Jerry, don't become obsessed with the power of the Elder Wand!" Dumbledore said solemnly as he handed the wand back to Jerry.

Jerry nodded, puzzled. Although he couldn't understand Dumbledore's series of actions, the good news was that the Elder Wand had been saved.

……

It was late at night, and all was quiet. The stars twinkled in the sky.

Diagon Alley, Ollivanders Wand Shop.

After Ollivander finished tidying up the shop, he was just about to close for a break when a figure suddenly appeared in the shop.

"Oh, it's you, Mr. Dumbledore! What brings you here so late?"

"I need a new wand, Mr. Ollivander!"

Ollivander: !?

Chapter 91 If you dress as a woman, Snape will definitely take care of you!

The next morning, the sky gradually brightened. The clouds in the dawn light seemed to be tinged with a faint pink.

Inside the Great Hall of Hogwarts, Jerry poked at his breakfast—pickled herring—with his cutlery, completely uninterested.

Although the smell wasn't as horrible as the legendary canned herring, the taste... well, Jerry didn't like it, especially since eating it first thing in the morning was completely unappetizing!

This morning, after Jerry woke up, he ran into Malfoy in the Slytherin common room and followed him around, chattering on and on.