Hogwarts: I will not become the Dark Lord

The young apostle was on the verge of collapse, his whole body soaked in cold sweat. He didn't dare to look directly at Jerry anymore, so he could only lower his head and point his wand at him, gritting his teeth and asking.

At the same time, fine beads of sweat appeared on Flory's head, and his back was soaked with sweat. However, he appears calmer than the young apostle. He was trying to calm the magic within him, trying to stay calm.

"Turns out he's a cannon fodder!" Jerry looked at the apostle below and said with a sneer. Standing on a high place with his back to the moon, Jerry could clearly see what the two were wearing through the bright moonlight and heard "Eph." After hearing the name "Lori" and seeing that the patterns embroidered on their clothes were the same as the marks on the inside of his wrists, he immediately understood the origins of these people.

"Before the action, the Third Bishop didn't tell you... who am I?" Jerry continued, but looked at the appearance of the apostle below and shook his head.

Is this the member of the organization that Catherine was talking about? It’s too much!

How will we do business together with these insects in the future?

"You are..." the apostle pursed his lips and said tremblingly. He was a little too nervous, but he was not stupid yet. He had roughly guessed Jerry's identity. "No wonder the archbishop would arrange for members of his family to enter Hogwarts." !”

"Avada..." He wanted to give it a last ditch effort, but before he finished reciting the curse, a drop of bright red blood fell on his face. It turned out that the hand holding the wand was cut off at the wrist, and blood splattered everywhere.

The apostle screamed, and then looked at Flory who had been standing next to him in a daze. At some point, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, he had already taken out his wand, and the tip of the wand was pointing in the direction of him. wrist.

"Florry, you lowly mudblood wizard, do you want to betray the Lord Bishop? Don't forget the curse in the blood of you and your family!"

Flory didn't care about the apostle's curses. He grabbed the other man's collar, lifted him up, and threw him at Jerry's feet. Then he broke his wand and knelt down on one knee.

Jerry saw this, glanced at the apostle, and lost interest in him. He hung him upside down and dealt with it later, then looked at Flory with interest, wondering what medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"How did you escape surveillance and come to Hogwarts?" Jerry looked at Flory and asked curiously.

"Because from the beginning, they were spying on a fake 'Florrie'!"

Flory replied coldly.

"As expected of the top Auror of the German Ministry of Magic!" Jerry nodded slightly. No wonder the Wiccan Party and Catherine and the others had been monitoring this "one ear" for so long, but there was no useful information!

"After such a big circle, what do you want to do with me? The task given to you by the third bishop should be to capture me and hand it over to him, right?"

One-Ear Flory nodded, and then his body twisted and turned into a thirteen-foot-long black snake.

"Blood Curse?" Jerry was surprised. This was not an Animagus, but a Blood Curse Orc. Unexpectedly, besides Nagini, there are also blood-cursed orcs.

So the "dirty" blood who sneaked into his room and was chased by the basilisk was him! Jerry thought to himself.

"No, you are a man, how come you have a blood curse?"

The blood curse is a vicious curse that is likely to be inherited between mother and daughter. How could Flory, a grown man, get the blood curse unless he was the first.

"Yes, it is indeed a blood curse!" Flory, who had regained his human form, still said expressionlessly.

"So, you want me to help you lift the curse? I don't have that ability, and you have found the person who cast the curse on you? Kill him and see if the curse can be lifted!" Jerry leaned against the tree trunk. Looking at Flory, his brows furrowed slightly. He knew how to cast a blood curse, but he couldn't undo it.

"It's not me, it's my daughter!" Speaking of his daughter, Flory's expression finally changed, and he said angrily, "She is also under this damn curse!"

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When Jerry heard this, he sat up slightly. The blood curse is only inherited between mother and daughter, so his daughter's curse should have nothing to do with him. This means that Flory's daughter was also cast this disgusting The curse.

This man is so wicked! Caught a whole family! Jerry thought to himself.

"I told you, I can't do anything about the curse among you!" Jerry shook his head, "The only way I can think of is to kill the curse caster!"

"I know all this," Flory clenched his fists and said, "I only ask your Majesty for one thing. When I find the mastermind behind the scenes, I beg you to help me kill him. For this, I am willing to give everything!"

When Jerry heard Flory's request, he didn't immediately agree. Usually the avenger would definitely want to take action himself, but Flory begged Jerry to kill the other person. This shows that Flory must have already guessed who the murderer is, and this person's status or strength far exceeds Flory's. Lori, so people in this range...

"Is it the third bishop, or... other bishops?" Jerry asked thoughtfully.

Flory neither nodded nor shook his head, and he had no definite answer in his mind.

"Why should I help you? In other words, I don't trust you and you have no value to me?"

"I can provide you with information about the third bishop. He has always been very malicious towards you! This is the first time he has taken action against you, but it will definitely not be the last time!"

After Jerry heard Flory's words, he thought for a while. His words reminded Jerry of another pure love war god from Hogwarts.

Flory is lucky to have a wife and a biological child. Compared with him, the other person is just miserable!

It's okay if the childhood sweetheart is not as good as the one from the sky. Later, he will have to fight to protect his love rival's child, lurking beside the dark devil, and finally be killed in Shekou, hiss! It's too awful!

"Not enough!" Jerry said after finishing his thoughts. The third bishop had already taken action against him, and Jerry would certainly not be polite.

After taking out a piece of parchment from his pocket, Jerry checked the names and detailed addresses written on it and threw it to Flory after making sure there was nothing wrong.

"This is it!" Flory took the parchment and opened it, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"It seems that the third bishop trusts you very much! I have told you all these things!" Jerry looked at Flory with a smile. The content on the parchment was compiled from the information on the third bishop that he got from Catherine. The list is the illegitimate son that the third bishop values ​​most. He has good talent. He just graduated from Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year. Instead of joining the apostles, he works for the United States Ministry of Magic.

"I also overheard it accidentally!" Flory shook his head and said with a mocking tone, "I never thought that a cruel and violent person like the third bishop would have relatives who care about him, and even for this Ridiculous bastard’s birthday!”

"Really?" Jerry was surprised, "But wouldn't it be better this way? Make it clean... leave no one behind!"

"When you complete this task, come and talk to me about the rest!" Jerry continued to say in a gentle voice, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Flory paused his hand and looked at Jerry, whose face remained unchanged and his tone remained gentle. He couldn't help feeling frightened, but now he no longer had the right to choose. From the moment he helped Jerry, this huge gamble had already begun. here we go!

"Your Majesty, I... understand!"

Jerry's eyes returned to the young apostle who was hanging upside down.

"What does mudblood wizard mean?" Jerry heard the word from the apostle several times and turned to Flory curiously.

"An insulting term used by the Apostles for wizards other than themselves, similar to how pure-blood wizards call Muggle-born wizards Mudbloods."

Good guy, Master Tianlong! Jerry thought to himself.

"I hate this kind of title!" Jerry said with a gloomy face, and then put the young apostle down, "Besides, your performance today disappointed me!"

After seeing him being put down, the apostle thought Jerry was planning to let him go. He who had just pledged allegiance to the third bishop immediately changed his face and screamed one after another.

Flory stood aside, looking at the appearance of the young apostle, and suddenly there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

"thunderstorm"

Jerry sneered and turned his left hand into a claw shape, pressing it on the apostle's head. Dark red thunder and lightning burst out instantly, and he pressed his palm down gently, and the violent thunder penetrated him from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside.

A shrill scream echoed in the forest, but Jerry accurately controlled the intensity of the spell, causing the apostle to only let out a scream, and then he could no longer make a sound, and then gradually died in pain.

The soul of the other party emerged in the baptism of thunder, experiencing constant fragmentation and reorganization. Eventually, it turned into a gray substance that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and rushed uncontrollably towards the apostle mark on the inside of Jerry's wrist.

The soul-devouring pleasure came and went even faster. Jerry felt like it was over before it even started! If I had known about the other apostle, I wouldn't have had to chew on the big melon, and my soul would have been wasted!

Ding! thunderstorm (thunderstorm) Lv1 3.01%.

Jerry:? ? Jerry was startled by the sudden notification sound from the system. He didn't expect to get an unexpected reward!

But what kind of evil magic is this? Then you have to devour souls to level up! How evil!

The key is to gain this little progress by devouring a wizard's soul. Jerry is afraid that before the magic spell is fully leveled, he will kill all the wizards in the wizarding world first!

Flory stood not far away, looking at the brooding Jerry. He didn't dare to get close for a long time, and the cold sweat on his forehead had not even dried.

He was really afraid that Jerry would kill him if he was happy, but he was here anyway!

After waking up from his thoughts, Jerry looked down at the charred corpse at his feet and snapped his fingers with his right hand. Immediately, a seemingly slender blue-purple fire snake appeared and quickly flew towards the corpse. It expanded the moment it came into contact with the corpse, turned into a terrifying fire snake, and completely devoured the corpse. In just the blink of an eye, the corpse disappeared without a trace, leaving only charred black marks on the ground, just like the Acromantula in the depression.

"Why are you standing so far away?" Jerry said, looking at Flory who was still retreating. "Am I that scary?"

Flory:…

Chapter 143 I am such a good person!

In front of Hagrid's hut, a very fast car rushed out of the bushes and came to a sudden stop in the open space in front of the house.

Under the influence of inertia, Harry and others almost hit the windshield in front. Fang couldn't wait to get out of the car window. As soon as Harry opened the car door, he scurried through the trees, tail between his legs, and rushed towards Hagrid's hut.

After Harry got out of the car, Neville followed him, his legs weak and trembling as he got out of the car. After about a minute, Ron's limbs seemed to have regained consciousness, and he slowly got out of the car, but his neck was still stiff and his eyes were dull.

Harry patted the car gratefully and it turned around and drove off into the woods, disappearing from sight.

Tooth trembled under the blanket in the basket, obviously frightened. Ron vomited in pain in the pumpkin patch.

"Those spiders," Ron said weakly, wiping his mouth with his sleeve, "I'll never forgive Hagrid. We're lucky to be alive."

"Did you really go to the Forbidden Forest? Where's Jerry? Why didn't I see him!"

The sudden sound startled the three people who were already a little nervous. Only then did they realize that Hermione, wearing a thick coat, was sitting on the steps at the door of Hagrid's hut at some point.

"When did you come here?" When the three Harrys saw it was Hermione, they patted their chests and let out a long sigh. Their legs weakened and they collapsed on the stone ground.

"Do you three think that as long as Jerry doesn't tell me, you can hide it from me? Where's Jerry?" Hermione raised her head slightly, with disdain in her eyes.

"Jerry, he...he must be in his dormitory! There are only three of us tonight." Harry felt a little embarrassed and smiled. When the three of them were together during the day, Jerry had specifically told Hermione not to tell Hermione what happened tonight. After thinking about it carefully, they decided that it would be better not to tell Hermione yet, because if she did, she would definitely object.

"Haha! Do you think I'm as easy to deceive as you? Harry, didn't you notice that when I asked you about Jerry, Neville had already lowered his head and didn't dare to look at me!" Hermione looked around, looking around Harry stood up and stood on the steps, looked down at the three people, and said in a cold tone.

The three of them looked up at Hermione, who was standing on the high steps with a serious face. Her aura made them feel a little intimidated. They felt that they were no longer facing classmates of the same grade, but as if they were facing Professor McGonagall.

"Jerry, he...he is still in the Forbidden Forest. We encountered an Acromantula, and Jerry stayed behind to help us..." Under Hermione's "majestic" gaze, Harry finally spoke after a moment. Unable to withstand the pressure, he couldn't help but tell her what happened to the others in the Forbidden Forest.

"How can you leave Jerry alone to deal with the Acromantula in the Forbidden Forest? It's too dangerous. No, I have to find him!"

Harry and others heard this and quickly stopped him. They managed to escape with the help of the Weasley family's magic car.

"Where are you going?"

A voice as clear and transparent as spring water, yet with a calmness that is not stained by dust, echoed in the deep darkness. Several people immediately followed the sound and saw a mysterious and strange black figure standing quietly under the thick shade of the tree.

Although several people could not clearly see the identity of the person coming, the scarlet eyes made them involuntarily arouse the pain and fear in their hearts, leading them into the shadows and feeling unspeakable horror and uneasiness.

Neville was so frightened that his legs became weak, and he leaned weakly against the wall, and finally fainted.

Several other people stepped back, their faces filled with panic, and their eyes filled with the desire to escape from this place. Even Hermione was equally pale, unable to conceal her frightened expression.

"What's wrong with you? You can't even hear my voice?" Jerry looked at several people speechlessly, as if he saw me murdering people and setting fire to them!

Through the dim light outside Hagrid's hut, Hermione finally saw clearly the appearance of the man walking towards them.

"Jerry? Great, you're okay!" She called tentatively. After confirming that this person was Jerry, the string hanging in Hermione's heart finally relaxed. She ran towards Jerry happily, put her hands around his neck, hugged him tightly, and refused to let go for a long time.

"Jerry, are you hurt?" Hermione suddenly asked worriedly and quickly let go of Jerry. Her eyes scanned Jerry's body carefully, and her hands gently groped him.

"What can I do?" Jerry shrugged easily and said with a smile. The Acromantula's bunch of garbage was enough to warm him up. The first apostle did not follow martial ethics and was attacked from behind, leaving him in a bit of a mess and with a few bruises on his arms and face.

Hermione took out her handkerchief, and with light and gentle movements, carefully cleaned and bandaged Jerry's scratches. Then he carefully arranged his messy clothes, doing everything in an orderly manner, muttering softly from time to time, complaining slightly dissatisfiedly that Jerry did not take him to the Forbidden Forest with him.

"Ji... Rui, just be okay!"

Jerry looked at Harry and Ron who were several meters away from him and Hermione, as well as Neville who was leaning against the wall, and asked doubtfully: "What happened to you? Were you injured just now? And Neville, you can fall over in a place like this." Just sleep?"