Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord.

"Hello, senior! I'm a new student at Hogwarts. You can call me Wentworth! It's nice to meet you. Are all the seniors at Hogwarts so handsome and academically outstanding? I feel so much pressure!"

Cedric seemed taken aback by Wentworth's directness and blushed slightly, unsure how to respond. However, Amos, standing behind Cedric, said smugly:

"No, child, you're a freshman and don't know yet. In reality, the vast majority of students at Hogwarts barely pass their studies! So, if you have any questions in the future, just go ask Cedric! He'll help you!"

“Father, I don’t want you to say that about my classmate. We just like and are good at different things! But Wentworth, if you have any doubts or difficulties in the future, you are welcome to come to me! It would be even better if you could be assigned to our Hufflepuff!”

"Waaah, is this the senior from Badger Academy? I'm in love!" Wentworth thought to himself.

Chapter Twelve On the Train

When Wentworth learned that the person in front of him was the true top student at Hogwarts for the next few years, he was overjoyed!

After all, Cedric was the one who truly earned the Goblet of Fire's recognition and could represent Hogwarts, while Harry Potter merely possessed the protagonist's halo!

Having experienced the education system of the Celestial Empire in her previous life, Wentworth knew how important it was for a student to have a top student friend, especially one from Hufflepuff.

Keep in mind that Harry Potter and his friends will be entering Hogwarts next year. Having decided to stay away from the three Hogwarts demerits, Wentworth had already excluded Gryffindor and Slytherin from his house options.

Wentworth had indeed longed for the wonders of the magical world, but he disliked trouble and danger. He had already decided to stay far away from Gryffindor and Slytherin, two houses that would be rife with problems in the coming years.

Subsequently, under Wentworth's deliberate flattery and praise, Amos came to regard Wentworth as an exceptionally motivated student before leaving, and even repeatedly instructed Cedric to take good care of Wentworth before departing.

If you praise my son, you're a good kid!

While Cedric was somewhat embarrassed by Wentworth's praise, he was still just a 12-year-old boy at the time, and how could he possibly be a match for Wentworth, whose mental age was already incredibly mature?

Soon, Cedric had come to regard Wentworth as his confidant and friend. In addition, with his father's dying wish, Cedric took Wentworth on the Hogwarts Express. Along the way, he declined many invitations and found an empty box with Wentworth to sit down.

Soon, by the time the Hogwarts Express set off, Wentworth and Cedric had become inseparable friends, although it was mostly Cedric explaining the various interesting things about Hogwarts to Wentworth.

Suddenly, the door to the private room was pushed open from the outside. Wentworth watched as a pair of slender hands pushed open the door to his private room, and then a girl in a gothic dress walked in. What was most eye-catching was the girl's dark green eyes.

"It's you?"

"It's you!"

The two of them said in unison.

"You two know each other?"

Seeing Wentworth and the girl's reactions, Cedric asked curiously.

I saw her once before school started, when I was shopping in Diagon Alley. Her name was Cassandra, and like me, she was a new student at Hogwarts this year.

"This man next to me is Cedric, who is one level above us."

Wentworth quickly explained from the side, and also introduced the two sides to each other.

"Hello, my name is Cedric, a second-year student at Hufflepuff."

Cedric quickly extended his hand and introduced himself.

Cassandra, however, made no move to reach out; she simply nodded slightly and sat down next to Wentworth.

Although Cedric was a little embarrassed, he just shrugged and didn't say anything more. The atmosphere in the private room instantly froze.

After a moment, Cassandra spoke again:

“The seats outside are all full. My father had already informed Hogwarts to reserve a private box for me, but for some reason, Hogwarts didn’t do so. This matter won’t just be left like this!”

Cassandra said somewhat viciously.

Cedric and Wentworth exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of amusement in each other's eyes, but neither said anything. Cedric's behavior was simply due to his personality, while Wentworth, being more mature, found it amusing.

Seeing that neither of them echoed her words, Cassandra pouted and said:

“Hey, do you know who my father is? My father is the head of the Auror Office at the British Ministry of Magic! All the Aurors in Britain are under his jurisdiction!”

Upon hearing Cassandra's words, Cedric quickly added:

"Really? So your father and my father were colleagues!"

"Your father was also an Auror?"

Cassandra's expression softened somewhat.

"No, my father works in the Department of Magical Creatures Control at the British Ministry of Magic!"

"Oh……"

Cassandra regained her initial haughty expression.

Just then, the door to their private room was opened again, and a woman wearing a top hat, a long ponytail, and a trench coat walked in.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but there are no seats available in the other private rooms. Would you mind if I sat here?"

Although the woman said that, she had already sat down heavily.

Among the children in the car, an adult woman suddenly appeared, and the three of them looked at her with some surprise.

Seemingly noticing the three people's gazes, the woman smiled and explained:

"My name is Ilona, ​​and if nothing unexpected happens, I will be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for the new semester!"

The three of them stared at each other in disbelief, dumbfounded.

The atmosphere in the private room had dropped to freezing point. There wasn't a sound. All three people sat obediently in their seats. Even Cassandra, who had been so arrogant before, was now incredibly well-behaved.

Wentworth looked at the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and felt that he seemed somewhat familiar, but he didn't know who the defense against the dark arts teacher was this semester. The original book didn't mention it either, so he didn't think much of it.

After a moment, seemingly wanting to make a good impression on her new teacher, Cassandra broke the silence and spoke:

"Teacher Ilona, ​​there seems to be some dirt on the hem of your clothes. Let me clean it for you!"

"Spotless!"

Cassandra took out her wand and waved it gently, instantly making Ilona's clothes look brand new.

"Thank you so much!"

Ilona nodded gently, smiled to express her gratitude, and then picked up the water glass beside her and took a few elegant sips.

Cassandra was praised by her teacher before school even started, and she was clearly happy. Cedric, who was standing next to her, seemed to want to show off in front of his new teacher, so he took out his wand as well.

"Teacher Ilona, ​​let me add some water for you!"

After obtaining Ilona's permission, Cedric aimed his wand at Ilona's water glass.

"Clear water like a spring!"

Later, Ilona also expressed her gratitude to Cedric.

Finally, all eyes were on Wentworth, and they stared intently at him.

This caused Wentworth, who was watching intently from the side, to freeze in shock.

Why are you all looking at me? Do you want me to demonstrate some kind of mind control technique? You two noobs don't even know how to use Legilimency!

Just as Wentworth was feeling awkward, the box door opened again.

Anyone want some snacks?

The sales clerk asked politely.

This made Wentworth breathe a sigh of relief, and then he said:

"In that case, I'll perform a magic spell for everyone!"

"Garondodo!"

Then Wentworth pulled a Galleon from his pocket, pointed it at the vending cart, and said:

"I'll take them all!"

Chapter Thirteen Getting Off the Bus

Cedric and Cassandra stared in disbelief at Wentworth's hands full of Galleons, never expecting him to pull such a stunt.

After realizing what had happened, Cedric quickly tried to smooth things over, saying:

“Underage wizards are prohibited from using magic outside of school, so the vast majority of freshmen do not know magic.”

Cedric was worried that his new friend might be looked down upon by Ilona, ​​the new teacher at Hogwarts, so he quickly explained on Wentworth's behalf.

Wentworth understood what Cedric meant, and while taking various snacks from the vending cart, she gave Cedric a grateful look.

On the other side, Ilona smiled dismissively and said:

"Sometimes, wealth is more powerful than magic! Very good magic. You are all very talented students. The future of the magic world rests on your wands."

Cedric and Cassandra were visibly delighted to receive the teacher's praise, while Wentworth busied himself distributing snacks to everyone. If Wentworth were to look up at Ilona at that moment, he would surely find Ilona's gaze strangely familiar.

The person on the train, Ilona, ​​was none other than Rosier, who had taken Polyjuice Potion. She had already submitted her resume to Hogwarts and received a reply.

Dumbledore invited her to travel to Hogwarts on the Hogwarts Express to discuss the matter further. If it was suitable, Ilona would become the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts this term.

What Rozier said just now wasn't all just polite talk. In fact, for two young wizards who are only eleven or twelve years old, to be able to cast spells so skillfully is indeed quite talented.

Rozier looked at the three people in the private room and sighed inwardly. Wentworth was indeed a descendant of the Grindelwald family. Just like Gellert back then, he was always surrounded by many excellent wizards.

They may have gathered around him for different reasons at the beginning, but in the end, they were all captivated by his personal charm and made him their king!

"Professor Ilona, ​​would you like a chocolate frog?"

Wentworth's voice interrupted Rozier's reverie. Looking at Wentworth in front of her, Rozier, now Ilona, ​​smiled.

"Of course, why not? I must say, that spell called Galondodo is a very useful spell, isn't it?"

As Ilona took the chocolate frog from Wentworth with a smile, she joked, which made Cedric, who was eating Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans nearby, laugh.

But Cedric, while laughing, suddenly burst into tears.

"How annoying, it's wasabi flavored!"

Meanwhile, Cassandra was taking small bites of a chocolate crucible cake, her movements noticeably more elegant than Cedric's.

Wentworth, curious, picked up a Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Bean and tasted it. Hmm, not bad. Although he couldn't quite make out the flavor, it was clearly not earwax flavored.

Wentworth leaned back in his chair, admiring the scenery rushing past the car window while munching on various snacks only found in the magical world, thinking that this kind of life was really quite comfortable.