Hogwarts: I will not become the Dark Lord

Chapter 35 Abby’s Golf Clubs

After experiencing the new spell, Jerry glanced at his number of draws and saw that there were still thirty draws left. He immediately decided to take advantage of this lucky moment and seize the opportunity to use up all the remaining draws in one fell swoop!

Draw a card!

“Thank you for your patronage”

“Thank you for your patronage”

"Chocolate Frog"

…

“Thank you for your patronage”

"Aragog's Venom (1 pint)"

“Thank you for your patronage”

“Thank you for your patronage”

"Pile of Cockroaches"

…

"It's okay, these ten consecutive draws are just foreshadowing. The next ten consecutive draws will definitely yield gold." Jerry comforted himself in his heart.

Draw a card!

“Thank you for your patronage”

“Thank you for your patronage”

"Chocolate Frog"

…

“Thank you for your patronage”

“Abby’s Golf Clubs”

“Thank you for your patronage”

“Thank you for your patronage”

"Wand: Ebony, 9 inches, dragon heartstring, elastic"

Jerry held the ebony wand he had just pulled out of the system and waved it casually. Although it was not as handy as his usual yew wand, it was generally pretty good.

Most importantly, this is a wand with no record of its manufacture or purchase.

While in Diagon Alley, Jerry tried to buy an extra wand, but Ollivander refused.

In his original plan, Jerry considered trying to steal a dark wizard's wand. But now, he no longer had to risk his life to find a new wand.

His plan is to use the ebony wand to complete the task of not picking up the light. The items extracted by the system can be put into the system space, and the wand will be stored in the system space after use.

Aurors can detect which spells you have used recently through your wand. If someone wants to check his wand, he only needs to hand the yew wand to them for inspection.

After putting away the ebony wand, Jerry took out the golf club. He originally thought it was just an ordinary item, but the system gave him a surprise.

Abby's Golf Club: Creatures hit by the club will fall into the Virgin Heart state for the next ten hours.

Hiss~ What a disgusting club!

Jerry took out the stun gun from the system space, holding the golf club in his right hand, and suddenly had a bold idea in his mind!

What would happen if Quirrell was knocked down with a stun gun and then hit on the back of his head with a golf club?

This picture is simply unimaginable!

There were still the last ten draws, and Jerry didn’t hesitate and just took them!

“Thank you for your patronage”

“Thank you for your patronage”

…

“Thank you for your patronage”

“Thank you for your patronage”

“Thank you for your patronage”

…

Staring at the final results of ten consecutive draws, Jerry felt heartbroken, not even a consolation prize of snacks.

After reaching out to support the wall and standing firm, Jerry kept comforting himself in his heart: "It's okay, it's okay, the harvest tonight is big enough..."

Hold! (╯°Д°)╯︵ ┻━┻

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The next morning, the Charms classroom.

"Okay, everyone, pay attention! Don't forget the subtle wrist movement we have been practicing! Swing and shake, remember this rhythm." Professor Flitwick stood on his pile of books, pointing with his sharp finger as usual. The thin voice said, "One wave and one shake. This seems simple, but in fact it requires precise control and practice."

He picked up a wand and began to demonstrate this action. He flicked his wrist and the wand was swung out. Then he shook his wrist again and the wand drew an arc in the air.

"When you recite the incantation, you must pronounce it accurately, otherwise it may have unexpected consequences." He warned, "Remember not to say 'f' instead of 's', otherwise you will find yourself lying on the floor There is a bison standing on the chest! So everyone must be careful!"

There was laughter in the classroom, but at the same time some people swallowed nervously.

After all, no one wants to be trampled by a bison.

After Professor Flitwick finished speaking, as usual, each person was given a feather to practice.

All the little wizards in the classroom were practicing waving their wands, except Jerry, who was flipping through a book on advanced spells.

Professor Flitwick had already known about Jerry's strength, and he understood that it was a waste of time for Jerry to practice the levitation spell with these little wizards.

Therefore, Professor Flitwick chose not to interfere with Jerry's behavior and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

Flitwick glanced at Jerry, and then at the group of students next to him who were still troubled by the levitation spell. He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart. The gap between people is sometimes even greater than the gap between people and trolls. Much larger.

While feeling emotional, Professor Flitwick couldn't help but secretly curse the Sorting Hat for being confused. Such an outstanding student should obviously be sorted into Ravenclaw, not those arrogant Slytherins.

He really appreciated Jerry's talent and intelligence.

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After class, Jerry packed up his belongings and got up to find Hermione.

"He..."

Before Jerry could finish his words, Hermione hurriedly left the classroom with a stack of books and her head bowed.

Harry, Ron and Neville ran over and said anxiously: "Jerry, catch up with Hermione! What we just said may have made her angry. I just saw her secretly wiping tears!"

Jerry heard this and quickly chased in the direction Hermione left.

Jerry walked quickly through the corridor, looking around for Hermione.

Not long after, Hermione was seen walking in front silently, her shoulders shaking slightly, obviously crying.

He rushed to her side quickly and patted her shoulder gently.

Hermione raised her head, her eyes red and the tears she had just stopped leaving traces of tears on her cheeks.

After seeing that the person coming was Jerry, Hermione silently wiped the tears on her face, smiled reluctantly and said, "I'm fine, Jerry, you don't have to worry about me."

Hermione's voice was slightly hoarse, but still strong. Although she was feeling a little down, she didn't want Jerry to worry too much.

"Hermione, do you remember what we said on the train?"

Hearing Jerry's words, Hermione nodded and said, "Of course, we are best friends."

"Don't worry Jerry, I'm really fine. You don't have to worry. I just want to be alone."

After hearing what Hermione said, Jerry swallowed back the words he originally wanted to comfort her and left her alone. He knew Hermione's strength and self-esteem, and knew that she didn't need much comfort.

After Hermione left, Jerry came to the hall of Hogwarts, which had been decorated with a Halloween theme.

Jerry found the Weasley twins at the Gryffindor table, borrowed the Marauder's Map from them, and searched for Quirrell's location.

Jerry will give the master and servant a lesson in love tonight.

Quirrell will release the troll tonight, and Jerry is going to follow him, then find an opportunity to sneak attack with a stun gun, and finally use a golf club to give them both a Holy Mother buff! (?乛?乛?) Hehe!

Chapter 36 Attack on Halloween

As night fell, Jerry's eyes were fixed on the Marauder's Map.

Professor Quirrell had not left his office all afternoon, and Jerry came to Quirrell's only route ahead of time and cleverly hid in an inconspicuous corner.

After some time, Jerry finally observed that Professor Quirrell began to take action and walked in his direction.

Not long after, Jerry heard Quirrell's footsteps getting closer and closer, and hurriedly hid behind the wall.

Wall║?????)

Wall║???)

As Quirrell approached, Jerry tightened his grip on the stun gun, took aim, and waited patiently for the best time to come. Finally, just as Quirrell was about to open the door and go out, he took aim and shot decisively, hitting Quirrell in the back.

The moment Quirrell was shot, his whole body twitched, and then he fell straight back, making a loud "bang" sound.

Tsk~ Fortunately Voldemort has no nose.

Jerry didn't expect that the plan would go so smoothly, and he didn't have time to think about it. He quickly stepped forward, took out a golf club, and hit Quirrell hard on the back of the head.

After hearing a muffled sound, either from Quirrell or Voldemort, Jerry took a nervous breath and quickly left the scene.

Jerry ran to the corridor outside the Hogwarts Great Hall, and quietly scanned the surrounding environment to see if there was anyone else. After confirming that it was safe, he heard the noisy movement in the auditorium, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He started to calm down his nervousness.

Before Jerry could fully recover, the door to the auditorium suddenly opened, and the prefects hurried away with a group of students. They all had serious expressions on their faces, as if something important had happened.

The three Harrys went out and saw Jerry standing aside. They ran over in a panic and said, "Jerry, it's not good. A troll broke into Hogwarts. Hermione didn't come to the dinner. Why don't you come?" Know!"

Wasn't Quirrell knocked down by me? Why are there still trolls?

Jerry didn't have time to think too much. After taking out the Marauder's Map, he looked for Hermione's location in the women's bathroom near the basement.