Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord.

"puff!"

However, as soon as Green finished speaking, Wentworth, who was standing next to him, spat out the pumpkin juice in his mouth, spraying it all over Green's face.

Green sat blankly in the Hufflepuff seat, surrounded by the exclamations of the Hufflepuffs.

"Oh my god! What's going on with you two?"

Cedric jumped up immediately, but when he looked at Wentworth and Green, he found that their expressions were surprisingly similar, both looking dumbfounded.

"Completely cleaned up!"

Thankfully, this was Hogwarts, and with the help of his classmates, Green was finally able to leave without having his face covered in a sticky yellow substance.

"I need to go back and take a shower!"

Even so, Green still turned and ran out of the Great Hall of Hogwarts after saying a few words.

After helping to deal with Green, Cedric turned his attention to Wentworth, who was still looking dazed.

At that moment, Wentworth's mind kept replaying Green's words.

Grindelwald, the first Dark Lord?

Grindelwald, the first Dark Lord!

The surname Grindelwald seems familiar... Isn't that my own surname?

So, who am I?

Faced with this ultimate philosophical question, Wentworth suddenly felt his mind was not quite up to the task.

Could I be the legendary second-generation gangster?

Wentworth?

Just then, Wentworth heard Cedric's voice calling softly. Wentworth glanced at Cedric, then gave a smile that was more like a grimace, and said to Cedric:

"I think I should go to the library first!"

Chapter 129 Call Me Master

Wentworth's fingers were still trembling slightly as he walked out of the library.

Looking at the familiar campus around him, Wentworth always felt that this place was more like a prison, and that he himself had insisted on entering this prison!

Thinking about this, Wentworth wanted to slap himself!

More importantly, he was completely powerless to do anything about it! What could he do? Write to Rozier and Abernathy, asking them to gather the UMNO party to rescue him?

If Dumbledore harbored no ill will towards him, then this was entirely unnecessary.

If Dumbledore truly harbored ill intentions towards him, then he was courting death!

Where is this? This is Hogwarts! Dumbledore's absolute home ground! Let alone whether Rozier and his friends can break in! But even if they do break in, they'll most likely find themselves already dead!

No, I can't panic! Wentworth kept telling himself that things weren't that bad yet.

Dumbledore must have known his identity, after all, it was written on his admission letter!

But after being at Hogwarts for so long, his identity has never been exposed. No one has asked about his surname, and he has never even mentioned it himself. It's so strange that he only discovered this today. Dumbledore must be covering for him!

Since Dumbledore is willing to go to so much trouble to help me conceal my identity, it means that Dumbledore has no intention of doing anything to me for the time being!

Once Wentworth was certain that he was safe for the time being, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But Wentworth knew in his heart that this was not enough!

You should know that being backward doesn't necessarily mean you'll be attacked; it just means I don't want to attack you today!

If Wentworth was somewhat dismissive of UMNO's high-profile actions yesterday before this morning, now he'd love for UMNO to be even more high-profile!

The stronger the sorcerers are, the safer we will be! After all, even Dumbledore has to consider that the destructive power a group of mad dark wizards could bring to the wizarding world would be far greater than it is now!

Of course, that's not enough! As a transmigrator, Wentworth's strongest advantage is that he has grasped the development of this world for the next few years. Therefore, Wentworth came up with another brilliant idea!

Respect yourself!

Voldemort is coming back next year. Wentworth was originally thinking about whether to burn Voldemort's Horcruxes, such as his diary and the golden cup, beforehand!

But now, Wentworth has changed his mind!

Voldemort is great! If Voldemort returns, Dumbledore will be even less likely to attack him before Voldemort dies. After all, Dumbledore can't fight both the Vicious and the Death Eaters at the same time!

Thinking of this, Wentworth's lips even curled up slightly.

Great, I'm on the fifth floor this time! Wentworth gave himself a smug score in his mind.

At this moment, Wentworth was so engrossed in his own world that when he brushed past a familiar figure, the other person raised her hand as if to greet him, but Wentworth didn't notice. He simply smiled and left, leaving behind a bewildered figure.

Early this morning, Cassandra, having finally made up her mind, got up early to dress up. A woman dresses up for the one she loves, and her target was naturally Wentworth.

Just now, when Cassandra saw Wentworth walking towards her in the distance, she quickly straightened her clothes. After thinking for a moment, Cassandra gritted her teeth and unbuttoned another button on her Slytherin house uniform, pulling it down a little further.

Then, Cassandra, with a smile on her face, went to greet Wentworth.

But just as the two were about to meet, Wentworth, who had been expressionless, suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth in a strange way. This made Cassandra, who was already feeling guilty, feel a chill and her raised hand stopped halfway.

Cassandra didn't even utter the shout that was already on the tip of her tongue.

Especially noteworthy is that when the two met, Wentworth simply walked past with a smile on his face, without offering any other response! Previously, Wentworth would always greet him whenever they met, no matter where they met!

Did he already see through all of this?

Cassandra stared in astonishment at Wentworth's retreating figure, her heart filled with disbelief.

But then, a surge of anger welled up in Cassandra's heart!

I dressed up so beautifully today, and you just left without even looking back?! Whether you knew something or not, this is unforgivable!

But Wentworth was unaware that he had inadvertently provoked Cassandra's anger.

Because he hadn't noticed Cassandra's arrival, Wentworth was currently preoccupied with how to protect himself.

When Wentworth returned to his dorm, he found Cedric already waiting for him.

Upon seeing this, Wentworth felt a pang of anxiety, because Wentworth knew that Cedric must already know his identity, after all, he had taken his pendant to the battlefield yesterday!

But then, Wentworth casually walked over, lay down on his bed without any regard for appearances, and said:

"I think you should know who I am by now, right?"

Cedric nodded, gave a wry smile, and said:

"Until yesterday, I really didn't expect that my good friend, whom I spend every day with, was actually such an important person."

Wentworth thought to himself, "What a coincidence! I only found out today too."

"Will we still be friends?"

Wentworth asked somewhat uncertainly.

Cedric slowly shook his head.

Seeing this, Wentworth smiled wryly. Sure enough, given Cedric's style of doing things, how could he possibly tolerate the UMNO?

Although it was expected, Cedric was, after all, the first friend Wentworth made in this world, so it would be a lie to say he wasn't heartbroken.

However, before Wentworth could even sigh, Cedric continued:

“I have joined the UMNO party, and according to the customs of your party…our party, we should be family!”

Upon hearing Cedric's words, Wentworth jumped out of bed instantly, looking at Cedric with surprise and disbelief, and asked:

"Is everything you're saying true?!"

At this moment, Cedric said with a stern face:

"Although I've joined the UMNO party, it might not be a good thing for you! I won't stand idly by while my good friend does evil!"

Wentworth, however, disagreed. He grinned slyly at Cedric and said:

"We'll talk about that later. Now, let's hear you call me 'Master'!"

Cedric: ...

"Areca catechu!"

Suddenly, a sound of something falling to the ground came from behind them. They quickly turned around and saw Green's eyes wide open, and his wand had fallen to his feet.

Chapter 130 Cassandra's Torment

Standing in the doorway, Green noticed that both Wentworth and Cedric were looking at him. His expression shifted several times before finally settling on a fawning smile and saying to Wentworth:

"I didn't hear anything, Master!"

Wentworth: ? ? ?

It turns out that Green was sprayed with pumpkin juice by Wentworth in the Great Hall of Hogwarts this morning. He wasn't angry, but he didn't intend to let Wentworth off the hook.

Green had planned to sneak up behind Wentworth and cast a prank spell on him, but unexpectedly, just as he reached the door, he overheard Wentworth and Cedric's conversation.

In the heat of the moment, Grimm loosened his grip, and the wand fell to the ground, startling Wentworth and Cedric who were talking, which led to the scene just now.

"Are you really sure? You want to join the UMNO? Actually, you don't have to do this. We're friends, and I wouldn't..."

Wentworth hadn't finished speaking when Green interrupted him, saying righteously:

"No! Wentworth! It's precisely because we're friends that I hope you'll give me this opportunity! You know, I've long admired the UMNO! I just haven't had the chance until now. Today, you must grant my request no matter what!"

Cedric, standing to the side, bluntly remarked:

"Senior Green, you're just afraid of being silenced, aren't you? Don't worry, I won't let Wentworth do that!"

Wentworth nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would not do anything to Green.

But Green insisted, and Wentworth had no choice but to agree to Green's request.

"Wentworth, what are you planning to do next?"

Seeing that the matter was already settled, Cedric stopped trying to persuade him and instead turned to Wentworth to ask.