Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

Huh? What the hell!

Hey kid, what do you mean by that?!

Jerry looked at Malfoy speechlessly, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want! Besides, I'm not at Hogwarts today!"

"Really not you?" Malfoy swallowed hard and asked.

Then I thought again, something's not right! Did I really misunderstand Jerry? Goyle and Crabbe were stripped naked, but they didn't have any injuries on them.

When did Jerry become so soft-hearted, only stripping people of their clothes without hitting them?

If Gore and his friend really offend Jerry and get a beating from him...

Thinking of this, Malfoy felt a strange chill creep over him, and his body trembled involuntarily.

After glancing at Jerry's departing figure, who hadn't even bothered to explain himself, Malfoy couldn't help but angrily slam his fist on the table.

"It must have been Porter!"

"Wait a minute, Pott! You dare touch my people? I'll prepare a proper Christmas present for you!"

……

Jerry strode into the infirmary, his eyes quickly scanning the bedside table, but he didn't see Hermione.

Then he immediately spotted a bed completely covered by a curtain and strode over there.

Hermione, is that you?

"Ah! Jerry, what brings you here!"

Hermione was startled by Jerry's voice and instinctively cried out. She then quickly covered her mouth and wrapped herself completely in the blanket, afraid that he would see her current appearance.

"It's okay, let me see!" Jerry heard the noise, pulled back the curtain and came in, trying to suppress his laughter, and pulled at the blanket, trying to reveal her head.

"No, Jerry!" Hermione cried, desperately pulling the covers over her head. "You'll laugh at me!"

"I promise I won't laugh! Besides, you can't stay hidden under the covers forever!"

After a long standoff, Hermione finally agreed to show her head.

After seeing her appearance, Jerry took a deep breath, suppressed his laughter, and said, "So, that's why you came to me first thing in the morning to ask for the lounge password?"

"Don't even mention it, I'm so regretful! I should have gone to Hogsmeade with you!"

"When did Mrs. Pomfrey say we could turn back?" Jerry asked after touching her cat ears.

“It might take several weeks!” Hermione sighed. “How did you know I was in the infirmary? Harry and the others told you, didn’t they? I knew that with their intelligence, they couldn’t possibly keep it from you!”

“I didn’t see them at all. Harry and Ron must be hiding in the Gryffindor common room. They didn’t even come to the dinner!” Jerry shook his head speechlessly and then gave her the Christmas present.

"Hogwarts: A History of the School? Why is it so thin?" Hermione took the book and weighed it in her hand.

"Turn the page and take a look!"

Hermione heard Jerry's words, opened the book, and flipped through it. She quickly realized something was wrong. It was a very thin book, and after flipping through so many pages, the pages at the back hadn't changed at all.

"Is this also one of your alchemical items?" Hermione asked curiously.

"No, it's just a little spell!"

"This book should be called the Encyclopedia of the Magical World. It records all sorts of strange and interesting things in the magical world. It's just that there's too much content in the book, so I used the Invisible Extension Charm to hide it. Otherwise, you probably wouldn't even be able to carry it!"

"I know this magic, but I never imagined it could be used like this!" Hermione exclaimed in surprise, her hands still reaching behind her.

“Ordinary traceless extension spells won’t work, so we need a little improvement!” Jerry gestured with his right hand, making a “fingertip universe” gesture.

"Jerry, you're amazing! I feel like the gap between us and you is widening!" Hermione said helplessly, leaning against the pillow.

Jerry shook his head. What was this? It was just an improved spell. Snape invented the Shadow Spell before he even graduated!

"There are no chairs in the infirmary, so don't stand!" Hermione pushed the chairs to the other side of the bed, then patted the empty space and said, "You can sit here or lie down!"

Jerry didn't think much of it, took off his shoes, and lay down beside her. Hermione comfortably rested her head on his arm and continued reading "Hogwarts: A History of the School."

"Is Hogsmeade fun?" Hermione suddenly asked after a moment of silence.

"The place isn't big, but it's quite lively! Maybe it's because of Christmas! But it's a pity you probably won't be able to go this year!"

Hermione shook her head, then sighed and said dejectedly, "I really regret it!"

Chapter 122 With your intelligence, it's difficult for me to explain to you!

"Ahem! Gentlemen, it's getting late. I think those who should leave should do so now!"

As Jerry and Hermione were recounting their experiences at Hogsmeade, a cough came from outside the curtain; it was Madam Pomfrey's voice.

"Ouch! Jerry, be gentle, you're stepping on my hair!"

"Sorry, my arm is a little numb from being used as a pillow by you!"

Upon hearing Mrs. Pomfrey's words, the two of them were somewhat flustered. Jerry quickly scrambled out of the soft bed and hurriedly put on his shoes.

"Good evening, Mrs. Pomfrey!" She straightened her slightly wrinkled clothes, stepped out from behind the curtain, and gave an awkward yet polite smile.

"I'll come see you again tomorrow!" Jerry said to Hermione and then quickly left the infirmary.

……

"stop!"

In the Slytherin common room, Jerry had just entered when he bumped into Snape, who then called him over.

"Good evening, Professor Snape!"

"Evening? It's almost midnight! Mr. Green!"

"It's holiday time, not school time, why are you acting like a dorm auntie!" Jerry muttered to himself.

What are you muttering about?

"No, Professor Snape, I just have a question for you!"

Jerry looked at Snape's unfriendly expression and suddenly remembered that he was also a Potions Master. He wondered if he had any way to solve Hermione's problem of taking the wrong potion.

"Professor, if someone uses the compound decoction and turns into an animal, is there any way to quickly restore them?"

Upon hearing Jerry's words, Snape's expression suddenly changed, and he smiled sinisterly.

"No need for 'someone,' just tell me who he is!"

"Ah! Let me guess, is it Poot or Weasley! I haven't seen either of them at the dinner party tonight! Could they have turned into orcs and are hiding in the Gryffindor common room, too ashamed to show their faces?"

"Professor Snape, you're the Potions Master! Just tell me if there's a way to recover quickly. After all, Professor, you wouldn't want anything to happen to Harry Potter, would you?"

"You can go to the dense forests of Uganda and play sumo wrestling with mountain gorillas. The intense slapping might clear your head!"

After saying that, Snape turned and left the lounge without hesitation.

Jerry: ...

How rude!

Are Harry and his fellow Gryffindor students not Hogwarts students?

Your ideological awareness needs improvement!

……

The next morning, Jerry went to the infirmary to visit Hermione, but to his surprise, Snape arrived before him!

"Professor Snape, what brings you here?"

Watching Snape examine Hermione, Jerry's lips twitched slightly in exasperation. "Your actions are like wiping my butt with gauze, you've missed something important!"

"I'm curious, where did you get the compound decoction formula from?"

Jerry stopped Hermione, who was about to explain, and said, "Professor Snape, actually, the warrant for the Forbidden Library is quite easy to obtain with the help of a certain professor!"

Snape didn't ask any more questions, but turned and left the infirmary. He probably thought of Lockhart as well.

Jerry watched his departing figure. Although he hadn't used Legilimency, he could guess the curses Snape was hurling at Lockhart in his heart.

Yeah, I bet they used really harsh language!

"Phew! That scared me to death, Jerry!" Hermione breathed a sigh of relief after Snape left.

"Don't worry! Professor Snape and I are best friends!" Jerry patted his chest and said.

"By the way, did Snape say anything during the examination? Is he treatable?"

“I don’t know,” Hermione shook her head. “Professor Snape didn’t say a word during his examination.”

"Well! I guess the chances aren't great. Looks like I'll just have to wait a few weeks!"

At dinner time, Jerry finally met Harry and Ron in the hall, but they were blocked by Malfoy, Goyle, and Crabbe.

"Cough cough!"

Jerry coughed twice to remind them, then pointed to Snape walking towards them from a short distance away.

"What are you all doing gathered here? Don't think you can do whatever you want at school just because you're on vacation!" Snape's icy voice rang in everyone's ears.

Upon hearing this, Malfoy, Harry, and the others immediately scattered and left the hall.

"wait!"

Snape called out to Jerry, then took a bottle of pale blue potion from his pocket and handed it to him.

"This is the potion to treat Hermione!" Jerry took it curiously, then opened it and smelled it. "It smells so good!"

The medicine in the bottle exudes different fragrances from various flowers: the rich and passionate scent of roses, the delicate and refreshing scent of lilies, and the serene and cool scent of plum blossoms.

The fragrance of these flowers intertwines, not overpowering, but refreshing and delightful.

"Professor Snape, does this potion work? How did you do it in such a short time!" Jerry looked at him in amazement.

"With your intelligence, it's difficult for me to explain to you!"

His eyes were full of disdain, as if it were just a trivial matter!

"Remember, you can only drink one small spoonful at a time!" After saying that, he turned and left the hall.

Jerry watched his departing figure, speechless. From a professional standpoint of showing off, this attempt at showing off wasn't very successful; it lacked depth.