Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

"I need to find a way to stop the bleeding first, Headmaster. I need Fox's tears!" Mrs. Pomfrey said, pointing to the elderly Fox. "Is there any way to make him shed a few tears?"

“Fox is too old, he’ll be reborn in a few days. It’s not easy to get him to shed tears and save people now.” Dumbledore sighed and shook his head. “Severus, go and invite Jerry and Miss Granger over.”

The other professors were completely baffled, except for Professor McGonagall and Snape, who seemed to be deep in thought.

"I understand!" Snape said and left the headmaster's office.

……

“I really didn’t know this would happen. You can ask Ron and Neville if you don’t believe me.”

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Ron and Neville both shook their heads.

The Great Hall of Hogwarts was packed with people, but it was completely silent except for Harry, who was explaining loudly and irritably.

In the hall, almost everyone was somewhat uneasy and panicked. This attack instilled greater fear in them than the previous two attacks combined, especially among the Muggle-born wizards.

"Jerry, you know me, I don't have that ability!"

"Mr. Potts, nobody's saying you did it, so why are you in such a hurry?"

Snape entered the quiet hall, stood behind Harry who was loudly trying to defend himself, placed his hands on Harry's shoulders, and pressed him into a seat.

“Jerry Green, and you too, come with me to the Headmaster’s office!” Snape said, pointing to Jerry and Hermione.

"Professor Snape, about Filch, Jerry and I..."

Hermione spoke nervously after hearing Snape's words, but was interrupted by Snape before she could finish.

"I'm not asking about the attack. Dumbledore has something else to discuss with you! Hurry up, and make the most of it!"

"Don't be nervous, don't worry! I'm here for you!" Jerry said, holding her hand.

Hermione nodded, holding Jerry's arm tightly, and followed behind Snape.

Everyone else in the hall looked puzzled, not expecting that Snape would come and take Jerry and Hermione away.

"I'm bringing both of them!"

Snape led Jerry and Hermione to the eighth floor of the main building, pushed open the door to the headmaster's office, and entered.

“Don’t be nervous, Miss Granger,” Dumbledore said kindly, noticing Hermione’s nervousness. “I’ve come to ask you to borrow something!”

“Professor Dumbledore, please let me know what you need,” Hermione said, letting out a long sigh of relief after calming herself down.

"To be honest, I'm a little embarrassed to say this, do you still have the Fox Tears I gave you last time? We need a few drops to save Mr. Filch, but don't worry, I'll return them to you after Fox's Nirvana is complete!"

The heads of the houses in the headmaster's office looked at Dumbledore with surprise. Even Professor McGonagall and Snape, who knew some things, were somewhat astonished. They had thought Fawkes' tears were given to Jerry! They never expected them to be given to Hermione!

“Jerry…” Hermione asked softly, holding Jerry’s arm. After Jerry nodded slightly, she said, “Professor Dumbledore, Fawkes’ tears are in my bedroom.”

“Minerva…”

Professor McGonagall nodded, then said kindly and gently to Hermione, "Let's go, Miss Granger, let's go get Fawkes's Tears!"

"Go ahead, Hermione, I'll come find you later!"

Hermione agreed softly and then followed Professor McGonagall out of the headmaster's office.

"That's all for now, everyone! I'll leave the rest to you all!"

After hearing Dumbledore's words, the other three deans nodded and left the headmaster's office with serious expressions.

Inside the headmaster's office, only Jerry and Dumbledore, both full of questions, remained!

Chapter 111 The Old House in Godric's Valley

“Jerry…” Dumbledore asked in a questioning tone after everyone had left.

“It shouldn’t have anything to do with them!” Jerry shook his head. “They would have told me about this happening right under my nose. I don’t know if they’re bad or not yet, but they certainly aren’t that stupid!”

“Isn’t that so!” Dumbledore said, frowning. “I didn’t expect a diary to be so powerful! I underestimated Voldemort’s Horcruxes!”

"That's normal. After all, Voldemort split his soul so many times, and it's impossible that all the Horcruxes he created were for immortality. There must be one or two that have other uses! Like the diary now!"

"what do you mean?"

"It's best to be careful when you encounter Horcruxes in the future. Who knows what kind of dark magic Voldemort might have put on them!"

Jerry was actually reminding Dumbledore to be careful, so that he wouldn't fall into Voldemort's trap when trying to retrieve Marvolo Gaunt's ring, just like in the original story.

After hearing Jerry's words, Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully.

"But Professor, you're really carefree, just letting a basilisk roam the school like this! Aren't you afraid that if a student gets hurt and loses their life, the Ministry of Magic and the school board will come after you?"

"Because I understand Voldemort. What he wants now isn't killing, he wants Harry! It wasn't me who chose Harry, but rather that he chose Harry on that night more than a decade ago!"

"As for the Ministry of Magic and the school board members... let them send people to investigate!"

"No wonder Fudge and those pure-blood families are afraid of you! They might even call you the White Demon King in private!" Jerry teased upon seeing this.

Dumbledore smiled upon hearing this, but did not respond to the question about addressing him.

"When will Fox be reborn?" Jerry walked to the desk and stroked its feathers.

"Within a month, but if you want to use it to deal with the basilisk, you may have to wait a while. The newly reborn Fox doesn't have that kind of ability."

"As expected, nothing is slower than you!" Jerry sighed. "Has anyone in the magical world studied the phoenix's rebirth? Can wizards, like it, be reborn after growing old?"

“Phoenixes are rare, but they were studied a long time ago, though those are all just legends! As for the outcome…” Dumbledore didn’t finish his sentence, but simply shook his head.

"Jerry, do not fear death, for no one is eternal. Even the phoenix that can rise from the ashes has its limits. For a person with a clear mind, death is nothing more than another great adventure!"

“I understand what you mean!” Jerry said in a calm tone, his face expressionless, but he did not directly respond to Dumbledore’s words.

Dumbledore sighed and didn't continue the previous topic; some things couldn't be explained in words.

Inside the office, the two fell silent for a moment.

"Professor, I am also a member of the Dumbledore family. Can I summon a phoenix?"

"Don't you already have Tom?"

"That fat, dark Tom is nowhere near as good as a phoenix. Besides being a bit tougher, he's useless. Even getting him to deliver a message is a slow and tedious process."

“I don’t know either,” Dumbledore said with a smile and a shake of his head. “Not every Dumbledore can summon a phoenix.”

“Okay!” Jerry patted Fox and said regretfully.

"By the way, I'm not planning to go back to the orphanage anymore. Is the house in Godric's Valley still there? I'm planning to go back there during my vacation!"

“Godric Hollow…” Dumbledore murmured to himself, gazing out the window at the scenery, lost in thought upon hearing the name.

"Professor?" After waiting for a moment, Jerry saw that the old man was still recalling and couldn't help but call out to him loudly.

“Sorry, Jerry, old people always like to reminisce about the past! But Godric’s Hollow, too much has happened there!” Dumbledore said, giving a wry smile.

Two months of infatuation, a century of unspeakable turmoil, right? Jerry thought to himself.

"Are you sure you want to go back there? Didn't you want to hide your background for now?"

"Heh! I'd like to, but you won't give me the chance! Like today, do you think those deans won't have any suspicions after they went back?"

"There's no need to hide it, you look too much like your mother! They all met your mother back then, so ever since you started school, many people have asked me about it privately!"

"You didn't hide anything from me about my parents back then? The Ministry of Magic didn't do anything? They are..."

Before Jerry could finish speaking, he sensed something was wrong. The Ministry of Magic must have turned a blind eye back then. After all, it was already a miracle that Dumbledore and Grindelwald hadn't overthrown them when they joined forces!

There is no absolute good or evil or fairness in the world; the only difference lies between the strong and the weak who cannot distinguish reality!

"Looks like my parents had a lot of interesting experiences back then!" Jerry muttered to himself.

Unfortunately, not only did Dumbledore, the riddle tell him nothing, but Grindelwald also started to imitate him.

Is this what they mean by "husband sings, husband follows"?

"The house is still there, but I haven't been back for many years, so it's probably in a terrible state by now. Are you planning to go there this Christmas holiday?"

Jerry shook his head and said, "I plan to stay at school this Christmas and go during the holidays!"

“Really? That’s good, we haven’t celebrated Christmas together yet!” Dumbledore smiled gently. “Whenever you want to go to Godric’s Hollow, go to the Hog’s Head in Hogsmeade and find Aberforth, the owner! He’s my brother, he’ll help you, and you can also take this opportunity to meet them both!”

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"I understand!" Jerry nodded in agreement.

He had wanted to go to Hogsmeade last year, but hadn't found the opportunity.

This is a good opportunity to go sightseeing. I'm not afraid of being caught by the professor, since I'm just following Dumbledore's advice to visit relatives!

"Let's go, we should get to the infirmary! Fox's tears should have been taken there by now!"

……

"How is the situation?" Dumbledore and Jerry asked Madam Pomfrey in a low voice after arriving at the school infirmary.

After Jerry walked in, he went up behind Hermione, who was standing to the side in a daze, and patted her on the shoulder.

"What are you thinking about? You were so focused that you didn't even notice me coming over."

"Oh? Oh, Jerry, you're here. It's nothing, I was just thinking about the attack."

"Don't overthink it, just leave this to the professors..."

The professors in the infirmary ignored Jerry and Filch's whispers and instead gathered around him, letting Fox's tears fall onto the horrific wound on his back.

The phoenix's tears fell onto the wound, like hot oil splashed onto a red-hot iron plate, instantly producing a sharp "hiss!" sound. A thick plume of black smoke rose up and then dissipated into the air, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this; Filch's life was temporarily saved.

Dumbledore returned the remaining half-bottle of Phoenix Tears to Hermione, then said, "Thank you so much, Miss Granger! Because of your generosity, Filch's life was saved. I hereby award Gryffindor thirty points!"

"Really, Professor! Thank you!" Hermione exclaimed excitedly as she hugged Jerry upon hearing Dumbledore's words.

"Don't worry, once Fawkes' Nirvana is complete, I'll give you another bottle of its tears!" Dumbledore leaned closer to Jerry and Hermione, whispering to them.

Professor McGonagall, who had been wearing a serious expression, couldn't help but smile when she heard Dumbledore's extra points. This year's House Cup looks promising!

Snape's face was grim. Slytherin was already behind in points, and now the gap had widened even further.

Forget it, let's try to get it back from Pot!