Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

"of course not!"

“I knew it! Professor Dumbledore would definitely believe me!” Harry said excitedly.

"No, don't you know the level of your magic? Is that something you can actually do?"

Harry: "..."

Heartbroken!

Chapter 99 Snape, you really are...

Jerry wasn't sure if Lockhart had realized his own power since the Cornish elves caused chaos in the dark magic classroom during the first lesson, but now he not only doesn't bring any living creatures into the classroom, he doesn't even bring his wand to class anymore.

He began reading his own stories aloud to his students, occasionally even performing dramatic scenes with great passion.

Sometimes he even felt that performing alone was not very interesting, and that a solo performance was never as exciting as a group performance, so he found a supporting actor to cooperate with his performance.

The most famous students in the class were Jerry and Harry. It was probably because of the incident with the house-elf that Lockhart developed a sense of awe towards Jerry, and then Harry was unlucky enough to be bullied by Lockhart!

So far, Harry has been forced to play the roles of: a simple villager cursed by a dark wizard; a Himalayan Yeti cured by Lockhart after falling ill; and the most outrageous vampire, who has given up meat and only eats carrots since Lockhart had his encounter with him.

Even Jerry was thoroughly enjoying the Defense Against the Dark Arts class! No wonder he's in the wizarding entertainment industry!

Of course, the most excited one was Malfoy. If it weren't for the circumstances, he probably would have become Harry's number one brother!

……

As night falls, the halls of Hogwarts Castle are brightly lit.

Students from various colleges gather here to share dinner after a day of classes, the air filled with the enticing aroma of food, accompanied by laughter and the pleasant clinking of silverware.

"Ok?"

Jerry, who was drinking pumpkin juice, frowned slightly. He had just sensed an unusual magical fluctuation, somewhat similar to the house-elves in the castle.

Jerry glanced up at the professors' dining area and saw Dumbledore talking to the professor next to him. Dumbledore must have sensed it too, but seeing that he didn't react at all, Jerry didn't bother to care. After all, he wasn't the headmaster of Hogwarts.

"What's wrong, Jerry! What happened?"

Hermione looked at Jerry, who suddenly looked at Dumbledore, and asked.

“It’s alright!” Jerry shook his head. “Hermione, Hogwarts isn’t safe right now. Remember, don’t take off the necklace I gave you!”

"Don't worry, look!" Hermione gently pulled the collar of her shirt to one side, revealing the silver necklace cord underneath.

"Are you two also discussing the Chamber of Secrets and the Heirs?" Harry, carrying a plate, walked over with a sullen expression when he saw the two talking quietly with their heads down.

"Harry, you did a great job in Defense Against the Dark Arts class today! Lockhart said you've improved!" Jerry said after helping Hermione straighten her disheveled collar.

Upon hearing his words, Harry's face suddenly turned as if he had been punched in the face, turning ashen.

"Stop talking! This period has been like a nightmare! This year's Hogwarts not only has Snape and Malfoy, but also Lockhart. It's terrifying!"

For some reason, even though Harry's tone was clearly sad and helpless, the smiles on everyone's faces just wouldn't go down!

“Jerry Green, come with me to the Potions office. I need to speak with you.” Snape’s icy voice suddenly rang out behind Jerry, instantly freezing the lively atmosphere. The laughter of the crowd abruptly ceased.

"Professor Snape, what brings you here?" Jerry asked, forcing a smile, though he was feeling quite nervous.

Jerry carefully recalled his school life over the past few days. He didn't seem to have made any mistakes or hurt anyone. Why did Snape suddenly come to me?

Could it be that Lockhart found out I secretly encouraged him to sell him shampoo?

However, Snape did not answer Jerry. His aloof demeanor remained unchanged. He merely glanced at Jerry indifferently before turning and leaving.

"That old bat!" Jerry cursed under his breath, then bid farewell to the others and followed Snape.

Potions Department Office.

"Go and fill the cauldron with the potion, then go to the Potions classroom and clean it up! Remember, no magic is allowed!"

After entering the office, Snape didn't even glance at Jerry before speaking directly.

"Professor, why? I don't think I've broken any school rules, have I?"

Jerry scratched his head, completely baffled by his own thought process. Was he just getting old and going through menopause?

Snape looked up, staring at Jerry with a cold, mocking gaze: "Only you know whether you've made a mistake or not. The Potions classroom was a mess because of that damned ghost, so a student is needed to clean it. I think as your headmaster, I have the right to ask you to clean the classroom, even if Dumbledore asks!"

"The potion in the cauldron is your reward!"

Jerry: "..."

Could Hermione have met a fake Snape?

Whew~ Jerry took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Forget it, just pity him and don't hold it against him for "not having a wife"!

"A tonic!?"

Jerry looked at the potion in the cauldron and said in surprise.

"Are you brain-dead? You've wasted all your Potions class time, you don't even recognize tonics! Hurry up, I need the classroom tomorrow!"

Jerry didn't have time to think too much for the moment. Amidst Snape's constant mockery and curses, he quickly filled the potion and ran out of the office.

After coming out, I shook my dizzy head at the office door, trying to clear my head.

"I'm perfectly fine! Why are they all giving me tonics? Fine, I'll just give them to Hermione!" Jerry thought to himself, looking at the potion in his hand.

……

Walking down the stairs to the left of the Slytherin common room, Jerry arrived at the Potions classroom. As soon as he stepped inside, a pungent smell hit him, almost suffocating him.

He quickly covered his nose, took a few steps back, and was then pushed out the door by the smell.

No wonder the old bat made him clean up; this is blatant revenge!

"Scourgify (cleansing spell)"

Faced with the unpleasant smell, Jerry didn't care whether the old bat allowed him to use the spell or not; he'd let Dumbledore find out what was going on!

With a light wave of the wand, the trash and broken glass shards in the corner seemed to be drawn away by an invisible force, gradually disappearing into the air. The pile of waste paper and the dust on the table were instantly washed away by an invisible stream, leaving no trace.

"This is……"

On the teacher's desk in the classroom, there was an old textbook in a conspicuous position that anyone could see at a glance, clearly placed there intentionally.

Jerry picked up the old textbook and flipped through it, then looked at it with a strange expression, because the book had the name of the half-blood prince written on it!

He flipped through the book again and found the Divine Slash, Tongue Lock, and Upside Down Bell spells. He was now certain that this was Snape's Potions textbook.

Jerry was speechless at his beloved headmaster; no wonder he found Snape acting so strangely tonight!

But why would he give this to himself? Shouldn't he have given it to Harry? Does he think I'm not strong enough, or does he think I'm in danger?

Chapter 100 Dobby

"Jerry, what did Professor Snape want with you? You were gone for so long! Dinner's already over!" Hermione asked, looking at Jerry who was rushing back.

When Jerry returned to the Great Hall of Hogwarts, the once noisy and lively dinner had ended. Half of the chandeliers in the hall were off, leaving only a few dim lights flickering.

There are very few students left from each college. The long tables that were once full are now empty seats and messy tableware.

“It’s alright, I’m not hungry! Professor Snape just asked me to help him pack. And here, take this!” Jerry handed Hermione a potion from his pocket.

"Who made this potion? It's much more effective than mine!" Hermione took it and examined it carefully under the light on the wall.

"Professor Snape just made this; consider it payment for helping him."

"Professor Snape is truly amazing; the potion has achieved such a level of effectiveness!"

"It's getting late, Hermione, you should go back to the lounge first! As for this potion, there will be plenty of time to study it later."

"Alright then!" Hermione glanced at the clock on the wall in surprise. There was still an hour until curfew. Why was Jerry in such a hurry today?

After seeing Hermione off, Jerry didn't return to his house's common room. Instead, he wandered around the castle before arriving at the Room of Requirement.

"Just as I thought!" Jerry thought to himself.

While in the hall, Jerry sensed the house-elf's magic again, so after taking Hermione back to the common room, he wandered around and discovered that the house-elf was following him the whole time.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Jerry opened the Room of Requirement and went inside, followed by his house-elves.

After the door closed, Jerry turned around and said, "You've got some nerve! You actually dared to come in. Did you think you could do whatever you wanted just because you can teleport at Hogwarts?"

"thunderstorm"

With a wave of his hand, Jerry conjured an extremely complex magic circle at the feet of the house-elf. Crimson lightning instantly appeared, sharp and powerful, but under Jerry's control, it did not fall but instead transformed into a lightning barrier that trapped the opponent.

The house-elf tried to use the same trick again, teleporting away, but it soon discovered that it couldn't leave at all.

"Don't waste your energy. Teleportation doesn't work inside the Thunderstorm Barrier. If I don't let you out, you'll never get out!"

Jerry looked at the house-elf struggling in the lightning and said.

Thunderstorm (Lv1 1.0%) is a super magic spell that Jerry obtained by using up his accumulated lottery draws over the past six months before the start of school.

This magic is indeed very powerful. The fierce fire is scorching and violent, a rare and powerful force in the world. But now, it is still suppressed by the unparalleled power of this terrifying red lightning.

Thunderstorm is completely different from all the magic Jerry has learned before, and in some aspects it even completely violates the known magic theory. Not only does it not require a wand or a spell, but it also consumes very little magic power.

Most importantly, more than a month has passed since Jerry learned this spell, and he still hasn't found a way to upgrade it. From the first time it appeared at Lv1 1.0% until now, no matter how many times Jerry practices, his proficiency hasn't increased at all!

As for the other prizes, well... Jerry can only say that he already has a watch, so what more could he want!

Of all the prizes drawn, apart from some alchemy and potion ingredients, Jerry suspected that the other items were deliberately created by the system to annoy him.

For example, things like pink toad quill pens and Barty Crouch Jr. leather pants—what the hell is this if not deliberately trying to disgust him!

"Mr. Grimm, spare me! I am Dobby, the Malfoy family's house-elf!"

Jerry looked at the skinny little elf in the thunder, wearing an old pillowcase and bat ears, with some surprise. Dobby? Why wasn't it going to find Harry? What was it doing following him?

"A Malfoy elf? How do you know me?" Jerry asked, pretending not to recognize it.

Dobby has heard Lord Malfoy mention you many times!

"Oh! Really! Come tell me, what does Malfoy say about me at home? Tell me, and I'll let you go!" Jerry stroked his chin, looking at it with great interest.