Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

"Yeah, it's just last-minute cramming, kind of like the current situation for college students taking final exams!" Jerry thought to himself.

As the original protagonist, Harry, after graduating, only had the Disarming Charm, which he had taught himself, as his most useful skill.

"Let's think about these things when you become the headmaster of Hogwarts! Let's talk about tonight first!"

"Why don't we invite him out to talk?" Jerry pointed to the corner behind the bookshelf.

"Haha, Albus, I told you, given enough time, Jerry would definitely discover my presence!"

Grindelwald emerged from behind the bookshelf with a smile, while Dumbledore stared at Jerry in surprise.

When did you discover Gellert?

"Guess!"

Dumbledore: "..."

Seeing Dumbledore's troubled and helpless expression, Jerry felt a surge of secret pleasure!

Riddlers will eventually be riddles themselves!

“Your growth rate…is truly astonishing!” Dumbledore sighed. “You must have noticed that Harry wasn’t telling the truth tonight.”

"You don't actually suspect him, do you? To be honest, it's more plausible that you suspect me than those three, since their skill level is really... lacking!"

“No, all of us professors, except Lockhart, know it couldn’t have been any of them.”

Jerry leaned back on the sofa, pondering Dumbledore's words. The other man had deliberately kept him behind; it couldn't have been just to talk about things that everyone already knew.

"So, what are your plans regarding the locked room incident?"

"Don't worry, that's Harry's job!"

Upon hearing Dumbledore's words, Jerry became alert.

“You… know about Horcruxes?” Jerry stared at him and then asked.

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore nodded and handed Jerry a copy of "Deciphering the Secrets of Dark Magic" from the bookshelf.

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After taking the book, he flipped through it and found the detailed methods for making Soul Spells and Soul Weapons. Then he turned to look at Grindelwald.

"What do you mean? Why are you looking at me like that!" Grindelwald said, somewhat annoyed. "Fine, fine! I admit it! I just invited Horace Slughorn here as a guest! There was no Legilimency; he confessed it himself."

No wonder! Jerry thought to himself.

Dumbledore sometimes had too many concerns. He could have just used Legilimency to eliminate memories if possible, and destroyed the body if not. Without that, so many things wouldn't have happened!

When did you discover the Horcrux?

Six years ago.

"Huh? Then why haven't you taken any action yet? With your abilities, it should be easy for you two to find the Horcrux and destroy it! Is it because of the Apostles?" Jerry looked at the two of them, completely baffled by their purpose.

Dumbledore and his companion exchanged a glance, then shook their heads. Instead of answering Jerry's question, they turned and said, "Kevin Ferris has come to us; he wants to collaborate!"

"When did this happen?" Jerry was so surprised that he stood up abruptly.

“More than a month ago, on the day you met Gellert by the Black Lake!”

Having calmed down, Jerry sat back down on the sofa and fell into deep thought after hearing Dumbledore's words.

More than a month has passed, and Catherine hasn't told him anything. Is it because she doesn't know herself, or...?

"So you really reached a cooperation agreement?"

“That’s right.” Dumbledore and the other man nodded.

Wow! Jerry never expected that after all these years of fighting, they would actually cooperate!

Hopefully, the people at the Ministry of Magic won't be afraid when they find out!

Don't get me wrong, we're all working for a bright future for the wizarding world!

Chapter 98 Don't you have any idea what your level is?

“Jerry, you should know something about Harry. His parents died protecting him, taking Voldemort with them!”

"I know you mean there were apostles around that night, right? Let me make it clear, this has nothing to do with me! It was all the apostles' doing!"

Dumbledore: ...

"There was actually an accident that night. A part of Voldemort's soul possessed Harry, which is why Kevin Ferris came to find us!"

"I know all that too!"

Dumbledore and Grindelwald were somewhat surprised, not expecting Jerry to even know this.

"Just tell me why you've come to see me today! No need for all this talk, I know just as much as you do!"

“Alright!” Dumbledore glanced at Grindelwald, then nodded. “I hope you can save Harry’s life at a crucial moment, and prevent Voldemort from killing Harry, and then you…kill him with your own hands!”

Dumbledore's words surprised Jerry somewhat. It wasn't that he couldn't bring himself to do it; it was just a matter of a Fiendfyre curse. After all, in a sense, Harry was also one of his sacrifices.

Jerry wanted to ask a question: Did Dumbledore and the other man know about the relationship between Voldemort's soul and the sacrifices?

"What's wrong? Can't you bring yourself to hurt your friend?" Grindelwald looked at Jerry, who was deep in thought, and assumed he was being soft-hearted. He patted Jerry on the shoulder and said, "Jerry, for a great cause, necessary sacrifices are worthwhile!"

Jerry: Hehe!

“Don’t worry, Jerry! Harry won’t die!” Dumbledore reassured him.

Really?I do not believe!

I raised my hand and cast a Killing Curse, then followed up with a Fiendfyre, burning him to ashes. I refuse to believe I can't kill him! Jerry thought to himself.

"The spell Lily cast before her death was tampered with by the apostles, and its power entered Harry's body along with Voldemort's soul. Your Killing Curse will only strike Voldemort's soul, and will not harm Harry!"

Jerry was becoming increasingly confused by Dumbledore's words, which reminded him of why Voldemort couldn't kill Harry in the original books. But that was because, in addition to Lily's magic, Voldemort also used Harry's blood when he was resurrected.

Were the apostles' final actions really that miraculous?

"You mean, I can't hurt Harry?"

"Of course not. The Killing Curse depends on your will. If you really want to kill Harry, the Killing Curse will still work. But I don't think you would, after all, you're good friends, aren't you?"

"Of course!" Jerry had been exchanging ideas and learning from these veteran actors for so long that he had long since developed the ability to show his joy on his face, hide his displeasure in his heart, and not express it in his actions.

Thank goodness! Jerry said he wouldn't, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If it's true, Apostle, haha! I'll definitely come quietly and leave quietly, waving my wand and leaving no one alive.

……

At midnight, when Jerry returned to the Slytherin common room, it was deserted except for the flickering fire in the fireplace.

On the sofa, Jerry rubbed his temples, thinking about what Dumbledore had just said about Kevin Ferris.

In the end, Jerry couldn't resist knocking on the door of the private lounge, because besides Catherine, there was something else he needed to confirm.

Footsteps came from inside, and soon Catherine opened the door.

"Your Majesty, is there something urgent that you've come to see me so late?"

When Catherine opened the door and found it was Jerry, she quickly welcomed him in.

"It's nothing," Jerry, sitting on the sofa, shook his head. "It's just that so much has happened today, I'm a bit upset and can't sleep. I didn't expect you to be awake too!"

Catherine didn't say anything more, but gently walked behind Jerry and gently massaged his shoulders to relieve his fatigue.

She could tell that Jerry had something on his mind, but her upbringing taught her what she should and shouldn't say, what she should and shouldn't ask, given her position.

A moment later, Jerry grasped the soft hand on his shoulder and asked, "When did you find out? Or did you know from the beginning?"

"Your Majesty, I... do not understand what you mean!"

Jerry pulled Catherine in front of him, staring intently at her. "Kevin Ferris, your grandfather, came to Hogwarts last month to see Dumbledore and the others!"

"How could this be? How dare he!" Catherine exclaimed incredulously. "Your Majesty, I truly knew nothing about this. Please believe me!"

“Answer my first question!” Looking at Catherine kneeling in front of him, Jerry gently helped her up, then tenderly wiped away her tears and let her sit down beside him.

“Actually…we’ve had our suspicions from the very beginning, because according to the records, you awakened too early, even though the stigmata on your wrist had already appeared…”

“Catherine, I really don’t understand. You all know I’m Dumbledore’s man and it’s all just an act, so why do you still obey me?”

"None of this matters to us apostles, as long as you are His Majesty!"

Seeing the fanaticism in Catherine's eyes, Jerry felt for the first time that the Apostles organization was somewhat absurd!

Jerry played with her hair and asked softly, "How did you find out? Also, tell me about your records!"

"There are a few records about Your Majesty in the Apostles' Records, which state that Your Majesty will awaken after the age of twenty."

"You mean... besides me, you have other so-called 'His Majesties'?" Jerry asked in surprise, as Dumbledore hadn't mentioned this!

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"You...you are the third Apostle Historian!"

"What about the previous two? Who were they? Where are they now? Are they still alive?"

Holy crap! Jerry never imagined that the world of Harry Potter would be so complicated!

“Nobody knows,” Catherine said, shaking her head. “Because His Majesty’s information was forbidden to be recorded in the past, we know very little about it as well.”

After hearing Catherine's words, Jerry leaned back on the luxurious sofa in the lounge with a blank stare. He had already gotten a lot of information from Dumbledore, but he never expected to get such a shocking scoop from Catherine!

“Catherine, if one day I clash with an apostle, which side will you choose to stand on?” Jerry suddenly sat up, then moved closer to Catherine, cupped her cold and beautiful face in his hands, and asked seriously.

“Of course it’s Your Majesty, my answer will never change!” Catherine grabbed Jerry’s hands and answered without the slightest hesitation, her eyes burning with a fervor and madness that seemed about to burst forth.

Although there was a suspicion, a possibility, a certainty, or a slight hint of PUA, it is undeniable that Jerry was very satisfied with her performance and answers.

"I hope you remember what I said today. Also, I need to know everything about the Apostle Organization from now on. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Your Majesty, please rest assured! Catherine will not let you down again!"

……

The next morning, in the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

Harry glanced around and, noticing the strange looks from those around him, said, "Jerry, what did Professor Dumbledore say to you last night? Does he suspect me too?"