Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

When Malfoy saw that Jerry didn't believe him, he looked up at Goyle and Crabbe standing beside him. Seeing the fear in their eyes as they looked at Jerry, he cursed inwardly, "Shit, two useless idiots!"

Then he turned to Jerry and said, "Actually, it's nothing serious. It's just that this morning I found Weasley's pet mouse in the corridor not far from the Gryffindor common room, and I accidentally fell and hurt myself while chasing it!"

"What are you planning to do, running to the Gryffindor common room all by yourself so early in the morning?" Jerry looked at Malfoy speechlessly, unable to help but mutter a curse in his heart.

"Mr. Draco Malfoy, my patience is running out!"

As Jerry approached with a gloomy expression, Goyle and Crabbe couldn't help but take two steps back, even standing behind the injured Malfoy.

“Okay…okay! I’ll tell you,” Malfoy said quickly, “but Jerry, can you promise me you won’t tell anyone else, especially Potter!”

As expected! Jerry thought to himself, then nodded to the three of them.

However, to Jerry's surprise, he still overestimated Malfoy!

"I did find the Weasley's rat today, but it got away!" Malfoy stammered again, then, seeing Jerry's serious expression, he gritted his teeth and continued, "Although I didn't catch that damn rat, I found an old diary on the ground. I think it was Potter's; I've seen him take it out before!"

"But...but I just picked up my diary from the ground, and then...I was knocked unconscious..."

Jerry's lips twitched slightly. No wonder Malfoy had been stammering from the start. This shameful thing, as a wizard, had actually been knocked unconscious from behind, and physically at that!

Did you see who did it before you fainted?

Malfoy shook his head angrily, then said viciously, "Don't let me find it, or I'll tell my father and make sure he never sets foot in Hogwarts again!"

Could it be Ginny Weasley? Jerry thought to himself, after all, among those who knew about the diary, she was the most suspicious!

If it really is her, then Malfoy, you should thank Merlin for protecting you! Luckily, she hasn't learned how to shatter into pieces yet!

Chapter 133 Anti-Volley Vanguard - Malfoy!

Just as Jerry was asking Malfoy about the details of being knocked unconscious, a middle-aged woman in a thick coat rushed in.

Following behind her was Snape and Draco Malfoy's father, Lucius Malfoy.

"What are you doing here?" Snape asked, his eyes fixed on Jerry as he entered.

Before Jerry could answer, Lucius Malfoy spoke first, "Mr. Green, it's been a long time. I didn't expect to see you here."

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy, it's a pleasure to see you again. I heard Draco Malfoy was injured, so I came to visit him!"

“Thank you very much for your concern, Mr. Green. As Draco’s father, on behalf of my family, I welcome you to visit Malfoy Manor when you have time!”

What's going on? Snape looked at Lucius and Jerry with a puzzled expression. When did they become so familiar?

However, the other party had also been delayed by Jerry for too long. After exchanging a few simple pleasantries, Lucius went to Draco Malfoy's bedside to check on the injury on his head.

Looking at the polite and well-mannered Lucius Malfoy before him, Jerry couldn't help but feel somewhat surprised. The impression of the man's conflict with Ron's father at the bookstore was so profound that it was difficult to connect the two for the moment.

If Harry and Ron were also present, they would probably find it hard to believe that the person in front of them was Lucius Malfoy, the one they had clashed with before.

"Tsk tsk! Truly worthy of being called the Malfoy family, a family of 'loyal martyrs' and 'saving the country through indirect means'!" Jerry thought to himself, looking at the group in front of him.

As a father, Lucius Malfoy first gave Voldemort his Horcruxes, and later shattered the only existing prophecy crystal ball, ensuring that Voldemort would never know the contents of the prophecy.

Draco Malfoy, upon seeing Harry captured by the Death Eaters, pretended not to recognize them. Narcissa Malfoy, as Harry's mother, was an even more significant figure; at the crucial moment of the final battle, she made a crucial move, helping Harry deceive Voldemort by falsely reporting Harry Potter's death.

Honestly, Voldemort, you're really lucky to have met the Malfoys!

"How do you know Lucius Malfoy?" Snape asked Jerry in surprise, then whispered.

"We met once when we were shopping at Diagon Alley!" Jerry shrugged and spread his hands helplessly. "Professor, you don't need to look at me with that suspicious look. Draco Malfoy's injury has absolutely nothing to do with me!"

“I don’t want to doubt you either, but what can I do? Jerry Green has a criminal record!” Snape sneered. Although a year had passed, he had not forgotten the miserable state of those foolish students.

"Professor Snape, don't slander me! The students at the school all know that I am not one to use violence, and I always try to reason with people!"

"Heh!" Snape rolled his eyes at Jerry, who was stubbornly denying everything.

Seeing this, Jerry sighed and said, "Don't get me wrong, it's not that I like fighting, it's just that a lot of people like being beaten by me!"

"Severus, how exactly did Draco get injured? Should we take him to St. Mungo's Hospital for a checkup?"

“No,” Snape shook his head. “He was just knocked unconscious from behind with a stick!”

"Huh?!" Lucius Malfoy turned to look at Malfoy on the sickbed after hearing Snape's words. He never expected that his son hadn't been cursed, but had been knocked unconscious like a Muggle!

What a shame!

"I was ambushed!" Malfoy noticed his father's strange gaze, then his face turned red as he angrily defended himself, "Dad, I found an old diary and my attention was completely on it, that's why I was ambushed by that damned guy!"

"An old diary?" Lucius Malfoy's mind raced. Could it be the dark magic item he had secretly slipped to the Weasleys back in Diagon Alley?

Damn it, wasn't that thing on the Weasleys' youngest daughter? How did it end up in Draco's hands?

孽 孽!

"What's wrong?" Snape asked, looking at Lucius Malfoy, whose face had suddenly turned pale.

"It's nothing!" Lucius quickly composed himself, then gave an awkward laugh. "Severus, I think we should still take Draco to St. Mungo's Hospital for a checkup!"

……

"Jerry, how's that annoying Malfoy doing? Has he been petrified yet?!"

After being kicked out of the infirmary by Snape, Jerry returned to the hall, and as soon as he sat down, Harry and the others surrounded him and asked him questions.

Jerry's gaze swept over the group, then he shook his head after glancing at Ginny Weasley, who was sitting quietly not far away.

Seeing this, Harry, Mickey, and Jerry assumed that Jerry also suspected that they were responsible for Malfoy's injury, and quickly explained.

"Jerry, you know me. If I did it, I wouldn't be completely unharmed!"

“Jerry, you know me. If I did it, I’ll make Malfoy eat slugs!” Ron continued, picking up where Harry left off.

“Jerry, you know me. If I did it… then I’m the one lying in the hospital bed right now!” Neville said nervously, looking at everyone.

Jerry: "..."

"Can't you see the change in how people around you are looking at you? Especially those who are purebloods!"

"What do you mean, Jerry?" Harry, Jerry, and Harry exchanged glances, then scratched their heads and asked.

"Oh dear! You guys are so stupid!" Hermione finally couldn't help but scold when she saw that Harry and the others still hadn't understood Jerry's words. "Haven't you noticed that the fear in everyone's eyes when they look at Harry is gone from when they were in class? Especially the pure-blood wizards, which means that Malfoy is definitely alright!"

Jerry nodded, agreeing with Hermione's words.

Harry, Ron, Neville: "..."

Honestly, can't you two just say what you have to say?

"Hermione's right, Malfoy's fine. He just lost his balance, fell, hit his head, and passed out. But I heard he found an old diary, but unfortunately someone took advantage of the moment he passed out and secretly stole it!"

Jerry deliberately raised his voice, glancing at Ginny Weasley every now and then. Sure enough, upon hearing Jerry mention the diary, she quickly lowered her head, almost touching the book on the table.

Jerry is now almost certain that Voldemort's diary is in her hands, and that she was responsible for Malfoy's injuries!

Wow! I never expected such a quiet little girl to be so ruthless! Harry, you're in for a treat!

Chapter 134 Double Attack

“Jerry, do you think it’s possible that Malfoy is lying and that Riddle’s diary is still in his possession?” Harry said, scratching his head.

"Probably not. If you don't believe me, you can go ask Malfoy yourself. His injuries aren't serious, and you might even see him this afternoon!"

"Go find Malfoy? Forget it!" Harry shook his head frantically.

Seeing this, Jerry's eyes darted around, and then a sly smile appeared on his face as a wicked idea popped into his head.

“Harry, I think you should take the initiative and fight back like Malfoy does when he’s causing you trouble! Otherwise, if this goes on for too long, Malfoy will think you’re afraid of him!”

"You mean I should go find Malfoy and provoke him?" Harry looked troubled when he heard Jerry's words, but he was secretly eager to try.

Jerry nodded, but Hermione, who was sitting next to him, interrupted their conversation: "Jerry, stop teasing them, Harry, don't forget about Professor Snape!"

Upon hearing this, Harry realized that if he provoked him like Malfoy had, Malfoy would definitely tell Snape, and then…

"No, no! Hermione's right, Snape is terrifying! If he catches me doing something wrong, he'll definitely deduct our house points like crazy!"

"What a pity!" Jerry thought to himself. But thinking about it carefully, if Harry really listened to Jerry and took the initiative to provoke Malfoy, wouldn't that remind Snape of bad memories from the past? After all, Harry's face looks so much like his father's!

Harry's fate then... tsk tsk, I don't even want to think about it!

“Jerry, can you give us some reliable advice? We have absolutely no leads on the locked room, and that suspicious diary isn’t in our hands either.”

“Hmm…you should go ask Hagrid. He’s been at Hogwarts for so many years, he should know something!” Jerry said thoughtfully.

"That's it! We can go find Hagrid!" Harry slammed his hand on the table, suddenly realizing, "Hagrid can't keep secrets; he was the one who told us about the Philosopher's Stone last year!"

After saying that, the three of them immediately got up and hurried toward Hagrid's hut by the Forbidden Forest.

"Do you think those three can get anything out of Hagrid?" Hermione shook her head as she watched Harry and the others hurry away.

"Who knows! But we can always find out some clues!"

Jerry told Harry and the others to go find Hagrid not only to guide them to the Chamber of Secrets, but also because he was running out of venom from his giant spider!

Buying it is out of the question; I'd never spend money on it in my lifetime! The only option is to go to the Forbidden Forest and find the eight-eyed giant spiders, hoping they'll selflessly dedicate themselves to my great cause!

But Jerry is kind-hearted and very reasonable!

When the time comes, let Harry and the other two go deep into the Forbidden Forest to find Hagrid's eight-eyed giant spider Aragog. If its offspring see Harry and the others' tender skin and can't resist the temptation, they'll start a fight. Then you can't blame Jerry for being unreasonable!

Even if Jerry kills them all, it won't matter. They attacked first, and I was just forced to defend myself to protect my friends!

……

Three days passed quietly, and just as Hermione had predicted, Harry, his friends, and Hagrid did not get any information from Hagrid.

However, another attack occurred at Hogwarts, and this time it was a double attack.

Inside the school infirmary, two students lying on stretchers were carried to beds in the infirmary: one was Penelope Crivart, a prefect of Ravenclaw, and the other was Hermione!

However, unlike Penelope Cruvat's petrification, Hermione was not petrified.

“Penelope Crivat, like everyone else, has been petrified! Granger is fine; she's just unconscious and will wake up soon!” Madam Pomfrey said to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall after completing her examination.

Upon hearing the news, Snape rushed from his office. When he saw Hermione lying unconscious on the hospital bed, his eyes blazed with fury. His face turned ashen, and his fists clenched tightly, clearly struggling to suppress his rage.

"Where's Jerry Green? Where did he go?"