Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

Last year, the twins participated in this event out of curiosity. Anyway, Jerry saw them supporting each other as they walked out, vomiting.

Later, when asked, they found out that the two of them had eaten moldy and rotten food from the party! Jerry almost couldn't help but applaud them; these were true Gryffindor students!

"A death anniversary party?" Hermione seemed very interested in the event, but seeing Jerry's reluctant expression, she hesitated. "Jerry, are you really not going? This is the first time I've ever heard of a death anniversary party!"

Jerry shook his head again. Hermione, seeing this, seemed to understand something, and then rejected Harry!

"Why would anyone celebrate the day they died? It sounds so unlucky!" Ron asked, then buried himself in his Potions homework.

In the end, only Harry, Neville, and Ron participated, although Ron was somewhat reluctant.

Fred and George Weasley were discussing what would happen if they fed a firework to a salamander. Harry saw this and invited them to join him.

Upon hearing that they were going to a death anniversary celebration, the twins immediately shook their heads and waved their hands, indicating that they did not want to participate.

But like Jerry, they didn't reveal the truth about the party to Harry and the others.

As they left, they winked at Jerry and shook their heads slightly, signaling him not to tell Harry and the others. Jerry understood, grinned knowingly, and nodded.

After dinner, Jerry whispered in Hermione's ear, "Hermione, weren't you very interested in the anniversary party? Why didn't you go?"

"Let Harry and the others go first! If it's fun, they can participate next year too!" After saying that, she winked at Jerry.

Wow! This little witch has so many thoughts on her mind! Jerry thought to himself.

"It's a pity, Hermione. If you don't go this year, you'll have to go alone next year. I reckon Harry and the others will never want to go to a death anniversary party again after they come back from the party!"

"I knew it!" Hermione said, patting Jerry's arm. "Jerry, if you're so resistant, it's never going to be good!"

Jerry chuckled and said, "Let me tell you, last year the Weasley twins participated..."

……

On the eve of Halloween, the school was filled with an unusually cheerful atmosphere, and everyone was immersed in the Halloween festivities.

The gorgeous decorations, mysterious pumpkin lanterns, and tempting candies filled the entire campus with a joyful atmosphere.

Besides Harry and his friends!

“Well, I think I’m starting to regret it!” Harry said to Ron beside him, looking at the lively scene in the hall.

“A promise is a promise. You promised Nick, who almost died, that you would attend his death anniversary party.”

Before Ron could speak, the twin brothers appeared out of nowhere and answered Harry's question!

"Do you two know about the party?" Ron looked at his two older brothers, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

"Hurry up! The anniversary celebration is about to start, so make sure you're on time!"

Fred and George did not answer Ron's question, but instead urged them to hurry up.

Seeing this, Harry swallowed hard and, along with Ron and Neville, who also looked uneasy, headed towards the cold, dark basement.

……

"This magic school is something else! The decorative bats on the ceiling are actually alive!" Jerry thought to himself.

Good evening, you two!

After Fred and George "escorted" Harry and the others to the anniversary party, they arrived at the hall and greeted Jerry and Hermione.

"What's going on with you two?" Jerry couldn't help but ask, seeing their excited expressions.

"We just took Harry and the others to the anniversary party; I'm sure they'll have a memorable night!"

"Little Ronnie will understand our love for him!"

Jerry and Hermione: "..."

……

The party in Hogwarts Great Hall was spectacular. Dumbledore even hired a skeleton dance troupe to perform a very... skinny dance to entertain everyone.

“Jerry,” Malfoy ran over to the Slytherin table with Goyle and Crabbe, “have you seen Potter? I’ve been looking for him all night and haven’t found him!”

Jerry gave Malfoy a strange look. "What do you want with him?"

“I’m not looking for him! I just noticed he’s not here. Jerry, Potter must be doing something against school rules right now. As long as I catch him red-handed…”

"He's in the basement having a death anniversary party, go find him!" Jerry waved his hand impatiently.

"Boss, shall we go find Potter now?" Goyle asked after getting the answer.

"Of course, let's go!"

·...

In the dark and cold basement, Malfoy and his companions held wands, searching for Harry.

"Boss, is this the place? Could Jerry Green be lying to us? After all, he's connected to the Gryffindor people..."

"Quiet, you idiot!" Malfoy cursed after hearing Goyle's words.

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"Boss, it's getting late. Could it be that we're too late and Potter has already gone back?" Crabbe looked at the dark and cold surroundings and couldn't help but shiver.

"Alright! Let's let Potter off this time and go back!" Malfoy said, turning and running quickly out of the basement!

The three people who had run out of the basement were panting heavily as they ran down the corridor.

“Potter got lucky this time!” Malfoy said stubbornly, leaning against the wall. Then he looked up and saw a message written in blood on the wall not far away: The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Those who oppose the Heir, beware.

And the Potter he was talking about was standing in front of the letter in blood.

"Ah! Potter killed someone!"

The scene was so shocking that Malfoy and his two henchmen screamed and ran back to the hall!

"Professor, Potter... Potter has killed someone!"

The celebration party was still going on in the hall when Malfoy and his two companions ran in terror to the professors' dining area at the front, screaming loudly.

"Mr. Malfoy, please calm down! Calm down!" Dumbledore said, frowning. "What exactly happened?"

"Professor... Professor, just ahead... in the corridor..."

Seeing this, Dumbledore glanced at Snape and then led the professors to the corridor where the incident had occurred.

Hermione ran to Jerry's side, startled as well.

"What happened?"

"Let's go and see!"

The corridor not far from the restroom where Myrtle was had already been filled with students. When Jerry and Hermione arrived, Filch was questioning Harry.

His cat, Mrs. Lorice, had been petrified, her body stiff, her tail hanging from the torch stand burning against the wall.

All the professors looked serious, but Lockhart was completely oblivious to the gravity of the situation, jumping around excitedly.

“Now, all students, return to your dormitories! Prefects, keep an eye on the students in your respective houses!” Dumbledore said sternly. “Mr. Malfoy, and the other three of you, come with me to the Headmaster’s office. I need to know what has happened.”

"Jerry, come with me for a moment! I have something to tell you." Before leaving, Dumbledore gave Jerry this instruction.

Upon hearing Dumbledore's words, Jerry frowned slightly, wondering why he wanted to see him. Moreover, there was one thing he didn't know: did Dumbledore, who had Grindelwald, know about the existence of Horcruxes?

Chapter 97 Cooperation

As night fell, the headmaster's office was brightly lit. Apart from Malfoy and Harry, all the heads of the four houses were present, and Lockhart had also come along.

Everyone looked solemn, except for Lockhart. From his expression, it was clear that he was just there to watch the show!

"Mr. Malfoy, what exactly happened?"

Dumbledore glanced around, and after confirming that everyone was present, he asked.

“I… after Goyle and I came out of the basement, we saw Porter Jerry standing in the hallway, staring at Filch’s petrified cat.”

“Professor, we really didn’t do what happened in the corridor…” Harry said anxiously after hearing Malfoy’s words.

“Harry, calm down. There’s no evidence that this has anything to do with you, but I think you still need to explain to everyone why you weren’t in the hall tonight!”

“Alright! Professor, Ron and I are going to Nick’s death anniversary party tonight. Nick, Myrtle, and Peeves are all ghosts who can testify for us!”

"After the party, we found the blood-written message and the petrified Lady Lorris in the corridor, and then Malfoy ran over!"

"Besides these, is there anything else unusual?"

“No!” Harry said, looking down and thinking for a moment.

The heads of the house frowned slightly when they saw Harry's expression, realizing that he wasn't telling the truth, as did Dumbledore.

"Alright, it's getting late. Harry, you and Malfoy should head back now! Get some rest! So much has happened tonight."

“Headmaster, Potter…” Malfoy was resentful that Harry hadn’t been punished at all, but before he could finish speaking, Snape grabbed him by the back of his collar and threw him out of the headmaster’s office. Goyle and Crabbe swallowed hard and rushed out of the headmaster’s office.

After seeing Snape's look, Harry and the others obediently left the headmaster's office.

“He’s lying!” Snape said first after the two groups left.

“Wait, Severus…” Professor McGonagall interrupted Snape, gesturing with her eyes that Jerry was still in the Headmaster’s office!

"Maybe I should go back first!" Jerry stood aside and smiled awkwardly. He really couldn't participate in the professors' conversation, and they probably didn't know as much as he did!

“You don’t need to worry about Jerry, just pretend he doesn’t exist!” Dumbledore said, shaking his head.

Apart from Snape, the other heads of the house exchanged glances, their faces full of surprise.

“Professor Sprout, I’m counting on you to remove the mandrake that can undo petrification!” Dumbledore said to the professor of herbalism.

“Gentlemen, leave the preparation to me,” Lockhart patted his chest. “I’ve prepared this potion hundreds of times. In fact, I could prepare the Mandrake Resurrection Potion even while I’m asleep and sleepwalking.”

Snape stared at Lockhart with disdain and said coldly, "I need to remind you that I am the Potions Professor at Hogwarts."

"Alright everyone, you should all go back and rest! I'll have to trouble you all to take good care of the students in your respective colleges during this period!"

The deans nodded and left the principal's office with serious expressions, while Lockhart followed them, boasting about his experiences.

"He's such a clown! Professor, he's so powerful, why don't we just throw him into the Chamber of Secrets? Maybe that will solve the problem!" Jerry couldn't help but mutter as he watched Lockhart's departing figure.

"Professor, last year it was Quirrell, this year it's Lockhart. What can they teach us? Aren't you afraid that in the end, none of us will pass the wizarding level exams?"

“I’ve thought about this before, but in the end I found that everyone’s exam results were pretty good!” Dumbledore smiled and sat down on the sofa.