Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

"What are you guys doing?"

Just as Parvati Petil and the others were excitedly discussing, a loud voice came from behind them.

Harry, Ron, and Neville had just come out of the common room when they saw Parvati and two other girls lurking suspiciously by the wall, seemingly discussing something. Curious, they called out to them.

"Shh!"

Upon seeing that it was Harry and his friends, Parvati whispered, while gesturing for the other two girls to be quiet.

"Keep your voices down!"

Nawi wanted to say something more, but when he saw the menacing looks in Parvati's and the other two girls' eyes, he swallowed hard and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Jerry had already noticed Parvati and the others' behavior. Seeing them becoming increasingly audacious, he said to Hermione, "It's still early before class. Let's go to the garden in front of the school castle and sit down to talk slowly!"

Hearing Jerry's words, Hermione wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, nodded in agreement, and then let Jerry lead her by the hand to the garden.

When Harry and his friends saw the black-haired figure, which turned out to be Jerry, whom they hadn't seen in a long time, they were excited and wanted to go up and say hello, but they were stopped by Parvati and the others.

"It's all your fault for making such a loud noise, scaring Hermione and the other girl away! And now, none of you are allowed to disturb them!" Parvati and the others said sternly.

After hearing what Parvati and the others said, Harry and the others realized what was going on and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

……

Once in the garden, Jerry and Hermione found a quiet corner to sit down.

"Jerry, your hair and your eyes..."

Seeing Hermione's worried expression, Jerry explained, "I'm sorry, Hermione, I missed your invitation!"

"You don't need to worry about your hair and eyes, it's just a different color, everything else is the same as before."

Upon hearing Jerry's answer, Hermione said, "Jerry, can you tell me what happened during the holidays?"

"Some things did happen during the holiday, but none of them matter, they're all in the past, aren't they?"

Hermione, still somewhat unwilling, asked, "But Jerry, you've been missing for so many days, and..."

Jerry sighed and said, "I'm sorry, Hermione, there are some things I don't even know myself, so I don't know how to tell you."

Seeing Jerry's hesitation, Hermione gave up pressing him and said, "Alright, but you have to promise me that you won't hide anything from me in the future. This is your punishment for breaking your promise this time!"

"I'm sorry, Hermione! I really broke my promise this time. Your parents must be very angry! Don't worry, I won't hide anything from you from now on. I'll tell you everything I can!"

"I will tell you what I can, but there are some things I definitely can't tell you right now!" Jerry thought to himself.

Hearing Jerry's words, Hermione nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry, although my dad is indeed a little unhappy with you, I'll put in a good word for you. My dad listens to me the most!"

……

At noon, in the Great Hall of Hogwarts, Jerry met Harry and the others.

"Jerry, how did you get your hair black? And your eyes, dark red, so cool!"

Seeing the envy in Ron and Neville's expressions and words, Jerry smiled and said, "How about it? Cool, right?"

The two nodded repeatedly.

"I can't help with your eyes, but next time I can send you a few bottles of Muggle hair dye. You can dye the stuff on your head green if you want!"

After saying that, Jerry glanced at Ron, then turned to look at Malfoy, who was staring at Harry, and thought to himself, "Next time I should ask Snape if there are any potions that can cure baldness, and send them a few bottles!"

"Harry, did you do anything during your holiday?"

Harry shook his head and said with a wry smile, "We've searched hundreds of books, but we haven't found any useful information."

Jerry glanced at Hermione, who was chatting with her roommate not far away, then turned to Harry and whispered, "I heard from Hermione this morning that you received an Invisibility Cloak, right? Tonight, you can check the restricted section more. After all, we've been looking for it outside the library for so long without finding it, so it must be in the restricted section."

After hearing Jerry's words, Harry thought about it and felt that what Jerry said made a lot of sense. He decided to go to the forbidden book section again tonight to search carefully.

"Jerry, you don't know, Ron and I found something interesting during our vacation!"

Seeing their excited expressions, Jerry said, "The Mirror of Eris?"

Harry and Ron stared at Jerry in shock and exclaimed, "How do you know everything?!"

“I discovered the Mirror of Erised before you did. I saw my parents. What about you, Harry?”

Seeing Jerry looking downcast, Harry said empathetically, "Jerry, me too! I saw my parents too!"

Seeing that Harry was also feeling sad, Jerry comforted him, saying, "Harry, we have to be strong. Although our parents are gone, we must know that they will always be in our hearts, and their love will always be with us."

"So Harry, you must remember that we are not alone. Our parents are always with us, and they will be proud of us. So, no matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, we must walk together strongly and let their love always light our way."

Hearing Jerry's words, Harry said with renewed determination, "Thank you for your comfort, Jerry! But you're right, I won't let them down!"

Looking at Harry, who was as energetic as if he'd been injected with chicken blood, Jerry thought to himself, "Tsk! No wonder Dumbledore loves to give his students motivational speeches!"

Jerry patted Harry on the shoulder, expressing his approval and encouragement, and their friendship deepened at that moment...right?

Chapter 57 No more pretense! I'm laying my cards on the table! I am the Apostle!

Night, the house where every request is granted.

Jerry, covered in soot, looked around at the charred landscape and then at his right hand holding the ebony wand, and couldn't help but slap it hard.

"I was bound to fall for this raging fire sooner or later, why couldn't I control myself!"

Jerry has had Grindelwald's notebook for several days now, and aside from Fiendfyre and Fire Shield, he's studied all the spells inside. He's even practiced each of the three Unforgivable Curses four or five times.

Killing Curse (Avada Kedavra) Lv 4 (0.23%)

The Imperius Curse Lv 2 (35.87%)

The Cruciatus Curse Lv 2 (41.36%)

No wonder he has 11 points of dark magic talent!

Although Jerry was reluctant to admit it, the three Unforgivable Curses felt surprisingly effective during practice.

Jerry has none of the negative emotions that drive his spells, allowing him to use them at will, especially the Killing Curse. He doesn't even need to chant spells anymore; a thought is all it takes for him to raise his wand and unleash a green light!

This talent is simply terrifying!

These past few days of practicing dark magic have given Jerry a completely new understanding of his terrifying talent, which is why he couldn't help but set his sights on the Fiendfyre curse tonight, leading to the current situation.

Fiend's ferocity far exceeded Jerry's expectations. Fortunately, he was using his rather awkward ebony wand, otherwise the Room of Requirement would probably have been destroyed tonight.

Even if Dumbledore doesn't cause him any trouble, Jerry himself will regret it.

Fiendfyre Lv 1 (85.93%)

Looking at the Fiendish Curse on the system panel, Jerry hesitated for a moment. Should he try again? Maybe he could control the Fiendish Curse once he reached level two!

……

The next day at noon, in the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

Looking at the listless Harry, Jerry asked, "Harry, did you go looking for books in the forbidden section again last night?"

Jerry has the Marauder's Map, so of course he knows Harry's whereabouts, but as Harry Potter's "good friend," he naturally has to show concern as a friend!

Harry, who was lying on the table, yawned and nodded.

"Go for it, Harry! I and everyone else believe in you..."

Seeing that Harry was somewhat listless, Jerry gave him two more bowls of chicken soup, which had a remarkable effect.

Seeing Harry regain his fighting spirit, Jerry couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Mr. Green, could you come to my office with me? I'd like to ask you for a favor?"

Just as Jerry was about to give Harry two more bowls of chicken soup, a pungent smell of garlic wafted out, followed by Quirrell's stuttering voice behind them.

Hearing Quirrell's words, Jerry frowned. Could it be because of what happened at Christmas last time that Voldemort wanted to cause him trouble?

But Jerry quickly dismissed the idea. If it really was because of the Christmas incident, Voldemort would never have sought him out in such a public place!

"Professor Quirrell, is there something you need from me?"

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. I just need your help, to do me a favor!"

Without waiting for Jerry's refusal, he turned and left.

……

Quirrell's office.

"Master, will that kid come?"

"Yes, their organization is not a friend of Dumbledore!"

"Master, why don't we just use Mind Control when he comes in? Why go through all this trouble?"

"Fool, do you think I wouldn't have thought of something you could have?"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"That kid's here. Go open the door, and once he's inside, hand him over to me!"

Upon hearing Voldemort's words, Quirrell stood up, opened the office door, and said, "Mr. Green, you've finally arrived! Please come in!"

After the two sat down, Quirrell suddenly turned around, took off his turban, and revealed Voldemort on the back of his head.

When Voldemort appeared, Jerry remained (pretending) calm, without screaming or showing any surprise.

Jerry was terrified; he hadn't expected Voldemort to suddenly go all in and confront him. But Jerry also knew that Voldemort must have a reason for seeking him out, and if he panicked and screamed, he would surely die a horrible death!

Looking at Jerry, who remained calm and collected, as if everything was within his expectations, Voldemort exclaimed in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Green, as expected of a member of the Apostles, you are so composed!"

Jerry: ? ? ?

When did I become an apostle?

Upon hearing Voldemort's words, Jerry frowned slightly and said coldly, "Don't you know this is dangerous? Dumbledore has been watching me the whole time!"

"Also, how did you know my identity?"

"Mr. Green doesn't need to worry about that; we have our own information channels!"

"Your information channels are really impressive! I didn't even know I was an apostle, yet you guys knew before me!" Jerry thought to himself.

"I'm going to see Dumbledore and Voldemort later. Aren't you afraid I'll betray you?"