Hogwarts: I will not become the Dark Lord

Jerry still can't forget that he always had nightmares and insomnia last year because of the black fog. Snape gave him a bottle of sleeping potion, and the smell... Harry's godfather shook his head after drinking it!

"I drank a little, it was sweet and tasted very good!"

Jerry scratched his head, took the potion in Hermione's hand, opened the cork, smelled it, and found no peculiar smell, then took a small sip under Snape's murderous eyes.

"Well, it tastes really good, and the effect is very significant! Professor Snape, you are truly a master of potions!" After Jerry tasted it, he felt a sense of comfort in his heart, and then faced him with a friendly smile. Snape flattered him, but he was secretly wondering if he could get the formula from him. Of course, it would be even better if he could give himself another set of preparation materials!

Unfortunately, Snape seemed to completely ignore Jerry's words and turned around and left the infirmary with a sinister aura.

"What a pity, I wanted to get a prescription for a potion for nothing!" Jerry said regretfully as he watched Snape disappear from the door.

Hermione: "..."

Snape, who had just left the ward, suddenly remembered that he had given Hermione a bottle of Felixir before. The two potions could not be taken at the same time. He immediately turned back to the ward, intending to remind them. However, as soon as he opened the door and before entering the ward, he heard what Jerry said.

Snape:! ?

Damn Jerry Green, this little bastard, he should have just advised Granger to stay away from this bad student and dangerous person!

Chapter 137 The Discovery of Egypt

"Hermione, let me tell you, Professor Snape, this old bat..."

In the ward, before Jerry could finish his "gossip" words, Hermione saw Snape standing at the door with an ugly expression. She was so frightened that she quickly covered Jerry's mouth, and then whispered a reminder in Jerry's ear. He: "Don't dare to talk nonsense, don't dare to talk nonsense!"

Upon seeing this, Jerry reacted immediately, turned around and looked at the figure standing at the door, and smiled awkwardly, "Professor Snape, you haven't gone back yet! Do you have any other instructions?"

"Mr. Green, it seems that you have a strong opinion on your dean!"

"Professor, if I say that what I just said was told to me by Harry Potter, would you... believe it?"

"Haha!" Snape raised his head slightly, pointed his nostrils at Jerry, gave him a contemptuous look, and then motioned for him to get out of the way and stand. He had no time to settle accounts with him now.

"Never use soothing potions together with Felixir! The human brain cannot withstand these two potions at the same time!" Snape reminded Hermione, and then looked at Jerry aside, "Of course, Mr. Green, you are completely Don’t worry, you can use them together with confidence!”

Jerry:......

Pretend I can't hear it, right? The scolding is really unpleasant!

There are two types of people Jerry hates the most, one is people with double standards like Snape, and the other is people who don't let him double standards!

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In the evening, Hermione took the third-year course selection notice sent by the school, carefully studied the list of new courses, and made marks on it. "This affects our whole future," she told Jerry.

"It's a pity that my parents are not wizards and can't give me any advice." Hermione sighed, helplessly slumped on the hospital bed, looking at Jerry next to her with wandering eyes, full of tangles in her heart.

"Believe me, even people from wizarding families are in a similar situation to you. This afternoon, I saw in the hall that people from Neville's family had written to him one after another, giving him many different suggestions on course selection. . But from what I see, Neville seems to be more confused than you. He always asks everyone who is more difficult to learn, arithmetic and ancient runes."

"Even Harry and the others close their eyes to choose courses, use their wands to click randomly on the list, and choose whichever course they click on in the end."

"This is too casual!" Hermione said, shaking her head.

"I heard it was the twins George and Weasley who taught them to choose this way!"

Hermione: "..." That makes everything clear and reasonable!

"Jerry, what about you? Did Professor Dumbledore give you any advice on course selection?"

"I choose them all!" Jerry said as he took out his course selection form and signed his name on all the subjects on it.

"Jerry..." Hermione suddenly turned red after glancing at Jerry's form.

what's the situation? Jerry looked at Hermione's appearance and thought to himself.

Then he looked at the form in his hand again, no problem, I wrote my name! I didn’t write anything else, you’re blushing like a hammer!

"I really want to take all the courses, but it will be very tiring. Jerry, you don't have to accompany me!"

Looking at Hermione who had completed the "self-strategy" in her mind, Jerry scratched his head.

I just want a time-turning machine. After all, the Ministry of Magic guards this thing very strictly, so I can’t just rob it by force!

Of course, Jerry couldn't tell the truth, because Hermione's operation automatically triggered one of his full-level passive skills: the good lie!

"Don't worry, in fact, I have already guessed what you are thinking, Hermione, so you see, I have chosen the class in advance! I will accompany you!"

Hearing Jerry's gentle voice, Hermione lowered her head and avoided Jerry's sight. At this moment, she only felt her heart beating faster, her head was dizzy, and she had no idea what to say next.

"Ahem!" Just when Hermione was confused by Jerry, a cough appeared. Dumbledore had appeared at the door of the ward at some point, looking at the two of them with a joking smile on his face.

"Sorry to interrupt, but Hermione, I want to borrow Jerry from you for a while. Don't worry, it won't take too long. I have something to do with him!" Dumbledore said with a smile.

Hearing this, Hermione nodded slightly and buried her head lower.

"Jerry, I have to leave Hogwarts for a few days!" At the door of the ward, after Dumbledore and Jerry came out, the smile on their faces disappeared instantly, and then he said seriously.

"Leave?" Jerry looked at Dumbledore in disbelief, "What happened? You need to leave at this juncture!"

"It's about the attack. The Ministry of Magic may ask me to go to London for investigation!"

"Huh? Just those losers from the Ministry of Magic?" Jerry almost laughed angrily at Dumbledore. What kind of excuse was this? You might as well tell me that you haven't seen Grindelwald in a few months, you miss him, and you plan to go find him!

Dumbledore: "..."

"Okay, to be honest, the Ministry of Magic is only one of the reasons. Gellert sent me a letter. He made important discoveries in his investigation in Egypt. He hopes that I can rush to help as soon as possible."

Damn it! I guessed it right! Jerry thought to himself. Unexpectedly, they had already chosen their vacation spot, which was in Egypt.

well! You two went out to have fun, so what about the mess at Hogwarts!

"Don't worry, Jerry, I will keep Fox to help you deal with the basilisk. As for Voldemort, he is only in a Horcrux state now. You can deal with him!"

"Professor, you really think highly of me! What exactly did you find in Egypt that made you so anxious?" Jerry asked, looking at Dumbledore's serious expression.

"I don't know the specifics of Gellert's discovery. But he mentioned in his letter that he found an extremely hidden forbidden stronghold buried in yellow sand. He is temporarily unable to break through the forbidden stronghold alone and enter the stronghold. He needs to My help."

"The apostle's stronghold?" Jerry asked impatiently after hearing Dumbledore's words.

"Not sure," Dumbledore frowned and shook his head, "Gellert didn't find any traces of the apostles in the periphery!"

In fact, Dumbledore did not tell Jerry the most important part of the content of the letter. That is, Gellert did not find any traces of the apostles at the stronghold, but he found the remaining traces of Jerry.

Dumbledore and Gellert are certain that Jerry has not been to Egypt in the past. In this case, it can only be in the future!

But what's interesting is that the traces of Jerry that Garrett found were apparently left years earlier. However, the Ministry of Magic's time-turner has limited capabilities, and even now it is impossible to use it to return to the time period a few years ago.

This is why Dumbledore rushed to Egypt in such a hurry.

Now if we want to find out the truth of all this, we can only find a way to pass the ban and enter the stronghold to investigate clearly.

Chapter 138 My head is itching, I need to grow a brain!

"Jerry, what does Principal Dumbledore want from you? Is it to deal with the basilisk?" Hermione asked impatiently after seeing Jerry walking in with his head lowered.

Jerry frowned, nodded slightly, and casually gave Hermione a perfunctory answer, while secretly thinking about what Dumbledore had just said to him.

He was sure that Dumbledore was hiding something from him, but he still couldn't figure out what Grindelwald discovered in Egypt that would make Dumbledore, who was always steady and calm, leave the mess of Hogwarts and go there so eagerly. Egypt.

"Great, this way Hogwarts will be safe in the future, and everyone won't have to worry about attacks!"

hehe! Safety? Hogwarts is far from safe. How could something happen to this place?

"It's getting late Hermione, it's time for you to rest. I have to go back to my dormitory!" Jerry pointed to the clock on the wall. The time was already 9:15 pm, which is already the school curfew time. .

"Okay!" Hermione looked at the clock, grabbed Jerry's hand and whispered, "Jerry, can you help me tell Madam Pomfrey that I'm fine, I don't need to be hospitalized, and I have classes tomorrow. !”

"No, you have to listen to the doctor in the hospital!" Jerry looked at Hermione speechlessly, patted her forehead gently, and decisively rejected her request. Others pretended to be sick and skipped class, but it would be better for you to just respond directly. coming!

"If you don't help, you won't help. Why are you nagging like my dad!" Hermione muttered, then swatted away Jerry's hand that was touching her face, her cheeks bulging with anger.

Jerry pinched Hermione's face for the last time, then smiled and left the infirmary with her depressed and dissatisfied eyes.

"Hiss! (Kill! Intruder, dirty blood! Kill!)"

In the corridor on the first floor of Hogwarts, before Jerry could enter the Slytherin lounge, a hissing sound reached Jerry's ears.

Jerry instantly realized the danger of the situation. He quickly lowered his head and quickly took out his wand. All the nerves in his body became tense.

"Could it be that Voldemort couldn't hold back so quickly and was about to attack with a basilisk again!"

Jerry held the wand, lowered his head carefully, and followed the hissing sound. However, when he stepped onto the second floor, the hissing sound of the basilisk suddenly disappeared.

"What are you doing here? Don't you know what time it is?"

Just when Jerry was confused, another cold and familiar voice appeared.

Jerry slowly raised his head and looked at Snape not far away, but his expression did not relax because he was not sure whether the person in front of him was real or fake.

But Jerry soon felt relieved, because in the next few minutes, Snape's little mouth was like honey, and he said a lot of weird and sarcastic words without repeating them. of.

"Professor Snape, it's so late, what are you doing...in front of the girls' bathroom?" Jerry looked at the room next to him, pointed at Snape, and asked doubtfully.

"I'm asking you now, not you asking me. Also, put away your wand. Why, the arrogant Mr. Green thinks that bullying students is no longer enough for you. Are you now planning to attack the professor?" Snape continued to speak in his own sinister tone.

"Professor Snape, I have told you some things many times. If you don't believe me, you can go to the college and ask other students!" Jerry slowly put down the wand in his right hand, but secretly tucked his left hand behind his back, holding the old man's hand tightly. A magic wand, just in case.

While the two were talking, there was a rush of footsteps, and not long after, Professor McGonagall appeared in front of them.

"Severus, Jerry, what are you two doing here?" Mag, who heard the noise, quickly came to the second floor, looked at the tense atmosphere between the two people, and asked doubtfully.

"Good evening, Professor McGonagall, I just came out of the infirmary and am about to go back to the lounge!" Jerry greeted Professor McGonagall politely, and then looked at Snape.

After hearing what Jerry said, Professor McGonagall also looked at Snape with doubts.

"It's already very late, Jerry Green, you should go back to your dormitory first!" Seeing this, Snape glared at Jerry and said.

When Jerry heard this, he also breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and left quickly. The situation tonight was a bit complicated, and he wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

In the Slytherin student dormitory, Jerry stood blankly in the corridor at the door of his dormitory, looking at the door speechlessly. The spell he left behind before going out was triggered, which meant that someone else entered his dormitory while he was away.

Damn it, what did he think of his dormitory? It's a public toilet. You can come and leave whenever you want!

Jerry reluctantly took out the Elder Wand again, cast several protective spells on himself, then slowly opened the door and carefully checked every corner of the room like a minesweeper.

But to Jerry's surprise, this time was different from the last time. Not only did the other party leave no note or anything like that, but even the traces of his own actions were cleaned up.

He is a skilled veteran! Jerry secretly thought that if the spell he left behind had not been triggered, Jerry himself might not have noticed that someone had sneaked into his dormitory quietly.

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