Hogwarts: I will not become the Dark Lord

Harry, Ron: "..."

Before Harry and Ron could speak, Hermione gently tugged at the corner of Jerry's clothes, handed him a small round mirror that she usually used, and then whispered in Jerry's ear to remind him of his eyes.

"Merlin's pants!"

Jerry was shocked by what he saw in the mirror. Why were his eyes... so "bright"!

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"Are you really okay? How about we go find Madam Pomfrey!"

Jerry looked at Hermione, who looked a little pale, and shook his head. Looking at the familiar light emitting from his own eyes in the mirror, he thought deeply.

Although Jerry is still not sure of the specific reason, he is certain that the change in his eyes is closely related to the Patronus Curse.

From the first time they summoned the Raven Patronus, Jerry and Professor Flitwick discovered that it was different. Its eyes were almost the same as Jerry's now, emitting a cold, ominous light.

As the level of the Patron Saint Spell increased, Jerry did not find anything different from other patron saints in his weird Patron Saint, except that the summoned Patron Saint became more and more powerful.

Later, by chance, Jerry noticed that whenever he used all his magic power, his eyes would always change. But the intense red light tonight is unprecedented.

"It's just glowing, why do you seem scared?" Jerry asked curiously, looking at a few people. After all, compared with all kinds of weird and sexy operations in the magic world, this is not a big deal for him, right?

"I, I don't know. Looking at your eyes now, I always feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable!" Harry swallowed, lowered his head, and avoided Jerry's sight.

Ron nodded, looking around.

"Jerry, I feel the same way," Hermione also agreed with Harry's words. "It just feels...uneasy, depressing, and reminds me of horrible things!"

No wonder Flory left in a hurry just now! It seemed like he was affected too. Jerry thought to himself.

Holding the mirror, he looked at himself in the mirror and blinked. Jerry didn't notice any discomfort. If Hermione hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have noticed the change in his eyes.

"Jerry, can your eyes ever recover?"

"Maybe!" Jerry responded with a hint of uncertainty. The previous mutation recovery process was extremely fast, just in the blink of an eye, but this time the reaction was unprecedentedly strong. He had no way of knowing how long it would take to return to its original state.

"Then what should we do now?" Harry asked, glancing at Neville who was stunned by Jerry.

"It's getting late tonight, everyone should go back to their dormitories first!"

As soon as Jerry finished speaking, Harry and Ron immediately helped Neville up, took three steps at a time, and quickly left the place.

"Am I that scary?" Jerry looked at the backs of Harry and others hurriedly leaving, feeling very depressed.

Don't be afraid! I'm a damn good person!

Chapter 144 Weird Broken Arm

In the Slytherin boys' dormitory, Jerry stood in front of the mirror in his room, carefully observing the changes in his eyes. Compared to last night, the terrifying light in his eyes had faded a lot at this moment, and the feeling of terror was also significantly reduced.

"It's really troublesome!" Jerry frowned and muttered in a low voice. Deep down in his heart, Jerry did not feel any resistance to this power of change. However, if this power was out of his control, it would be a different matter.

If you have control, you will be strong; if you lose control, you will be weak; if you have no control, you will be chaotic.

"We have to find something to block it first!" Jerry rummaged through the desk drawers, and finally picked up the anti-monster glasses that Hermione and he had bought at the Devis and Bans store in Hogsmeade.

A bit funny! Jerry looked at himself in the mirror wearing anti-monster glasses and thought to himself.

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In the Hogwarts hall, Jerry bumped into the Malfoy trio as soon as he walked in from the nearby corridor.

"Jerry?" Malfoy rubbed his eyes, and then stared at the glasses on Jerry's face strangely.

Can't laugh! Don't laugh! Malfoy pinched his thigh hard, and kept warning himself in his heart that if Jerry found out that he was laughing at him, he would definitely suffer the consequences!

"You idiot, you don't even know the anti-monster glasses?" Jerry cursed angrily. How could the little moves of Malfoy and the others be hidden from him?

Pushing past the three of them, he walked straight to the long table and waited for the house elf to bring breakfast.

In fact, not only the Malfoy three, but also many students in the hall noticed Jerry's appearance today. In the past, everyone's impression of Jerry was that he was neatly dressed, had an extraordinary temperament, and showed nobility and elegance in his behavior.

But Jerry today is a bit different!

The strange glasses on his face make him look a little... humorous and witty.

Jerry ignored the strange looks from other students and buried his head in drinking the oatmeal in front of him. According to his estimation, the abnormality in his eyes would be restored by dinner today at the latest.

Not long after, Hermione walked over with a pair of dark circles under her eyes, listless and looking like she didn't have enough sleep.

Jerry stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes and joked: "Even if you haven't slept all night, it won't be like this, right?"

"I've been having nightmares since I went back last night!" Hermione sat tiredly on the chair next to her, shaking her head with a wry smile.

A spoon in Jerry's hand, nightmare? Could it be related to my eyes again? A bit evil!

"What did you dream about that scared you like this?" Jerry scratched his head and asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing!" Hermione's pale face suddenly turned slightly red when she heard Jerry's words, "I just dreamed that I failed the exam, had a bottom grade, and was expelled from Hogwarts! That's all..."

"Can this be considered a nightmare?" Jerry asked, looking at Hermione who was looking down suspiciously, obviously not believing her words.

"Really, whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway!" Hermione spoke with certainty in her tone. "And Harry and his friends are in about the same condition as me, and Neville seems to be a little more serious. I just met them in the lounge, and Harry and Ron were comforting Neville."

"Really!" Jerry looked at the breakfast on the table and said thoughtfully, scary memory! Could it be that I evoked Neville's memory of his parents last night?

A moment later, Harry, Ron and Neville walked listlessly into the hall. Jerry raised his head and looked at them carefully and found that although all three of them had dark circles under their eyes, Ron was obviously in much better spirits than Harry and Neville.

"Are you all okay?" Jerry asked softly.

"It's okay!" Ron responded casually, and Harry shook his head slightly, forcing a smile on his face. Neville, on the other hand, had been sitting on his chair with his head bowed and silent since he entered the hall.

"Eat something first, it's Snape's Potions class later!" Jerry did not comfort them. After all, they would experience some things sooner or later. If they can't get out of the shadows after a while, then All we can do is let Dumbledore give him chicken soup.

In Potions class, Jerry found a corner, took off his glasses, squinted his eyes and lowered his head, trying not to scare others.

"I already knew that father would fire Dumbledore." Malfoy did not hide his pride and boasted to Crabbe and Goyle, "I tell you, he thinks Dumbledore is the worst person in the history of the school. Principal. Now we finally have hope of getting a decent principal, one who is not willing to let the Chamber of Secrets be closed."

"Mr. Headmaster," Malfoy said loudly to Snape, "Sir, why don't you apply for the position of Headmaster? If you apply for the position of Headmaster, my father will definitely vote for you."

Snape, who was holding a medicine spoon and looking for trouble in Harry's cauldron, heard Malfoy's loud noise and did not stop him. Instead, he raised his head proudly and couldn't help showing a faint smile on his lips.

Harry couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw Snape and Malfoy's proud expressions, and was so disgusted by them that he almost vomited into his cauldron.

Jerry, on the other hand, huddled in the corner and watched the show quietly. Now he wished that Malfoy would make more noise. If it weren't for the fear that Snape would notice his abnormality, Jerry might not mind adding fuel to the fire. It would be better to let the two sides fight. stand up.

As for whether Dumbledore will be fired and no longer serve as the principal of Hogwarts, haha, unless Dumbledore dies.

Now Dumbledore is playing in the sand with his old sweetheart in Egypt!

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Luxor, located on the right bank of the Nile River 700 kilometers south of Cairo, Egypt, is a historical ancient city in central and eastern Egypt. In ancient times, it had a famous name - Thebes.

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People were coming and going in a building made of mud bricks as the main material not far from the city. This is the Luxor branch of the Egyptian Ministry of Magic. The staff there are mainly curse breakers, and their job is to break the curses on ancient tombs or other ruins.

Next to the building is a long street paved with stones, surrounded by various shops and restaurants built of mud bricks, with ancient totems carved on the walls. There are not many local wizards in Luxor, so most of the wizards on the streets are people who work or travel here.

In a room located in the Arabaka Bar at the entrance to the street, Grindelwald folded his hands on his chest and kept his eyes fixed on the fireplace in the corner. Compared with his previous image, Grindelwald has changed a lot.

Grindelwald was wearing a light-colored cotton and linen shirt, with the cuffs rolled up, and a pair of cotton and linen trousers of the same texture. The trouser legs were tied with ropes to prevent sand from entering. At this moment, he didn't look like a wizard at all, but like an explorer wandering around in the desert.

"Albus, you're finally here!"

Grindelwald only heard a "whoosh" sound, the flames in the fireplace flashed, and Dumbledore's figure in a robe appeared.

Before Grindelwald could give Dumbledore a long-awaited hug, the fire in the fireplace was rekindled, and an elderly figure carrying a box appeared in the room.

After seeing the figure of the visitor clearly, Grindelwald's face darkened.

"Ah! I remember you, you are the... animal keeper!" Grindelwald looked at Newt with a hint of murderous intent in his cold eyes.

"Mr. Grindelwald...Hello!" Newt wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and smiled awkwardly. He did not expect that one day he would cooperate with Grindelwald. Things are really unpredictable...

"Okay, Gellert, I asked Newt to help," Dumbledore said, helping Newt out. "Tell us what you found! What did you find? You are so anxious." Want me to come over?"

After Grindelwald sneered at Newt, he motioned for the two of them to follow him. After arriving in the nearby study, Grindelwald took out a long box from under his desk and handed it to Dumbledore, gesturing for him to open it.

"This is..." Dumbledore opened the box with both hands, and the items inside came into view instantly.

In an instant, his eyes became sharp, and an uncontrollable anger burned in his eyes. The atmosphere in the entire study became tense, as if an angry lion king was about to explode. Dumbledore's momentum suddenly increased. He stared at the items that fell to the ground, his eyes full of shock and anger.

Newt was also startled by Dumbledore's sudden reaction. He looked down at the box that fell to the ground, and was shocked to find that the box actually contained a withered arm.

The arm was not long, it was a left arm, and it was cut off from the shoulder by someone using a magic spell or a sharp weapon.

There was a black mark about the size of a fingernail on the inside of the severed arm near the wrist. Newt knew the meaning of that mark. Dumbledore had told him that it was the mark of an apostle.

"Albus, calm down first! Whose arm is this?" Newt asked curiously.

"Jerry?" Dumbledore held his hand against the wall. The cold feeling made him calm down a little, and then he looked at Grindelwald.

"I don't know either!" Grindelwald shook his head, "Although they are very similar, very similar, I don't think they are!"

"Look carefully at the length of the arm. He is shorter than Jerry's current arm. Albus, you should know what I mean!" Grindelwald continued.

Dumbledore nodded. Grindelwald's words calmed him down. Jerry was now intact, indicating that it was not his now. It's impossible in the future. Not to mention whether the time turner can carry out such long time travel, even in the future, Jerry's arms should be longer than this.

"So, Gellert, this is why you came to me?" Dumbledore calmed down and let out a long sigh of relief.

"That's right," Grindelwald's expression was extremely serious, "I found this severed arm outside the underground ruins of Karnak Temple. Unfortunately, I can't open the ruins' restrictions by myself, so I'm so anxious to find you. Come here, I believe it contains the answers we need."

Dumbledore picked up the box that fell on the ground, stared at it for a while and then closed the lid. He frowned and said firmly: "Let's go now! I want to find out as soon as possible what is going on!"

Chapter 145 Wave of Living Corpses

In the Karnak Temple, a sharp "whoosh" sound pierced the air, and the figures of three old men suddenly appeared. However, the tourists passing by were not shocked or shouted because of the sudden appearance of the three people, even though people flowed past them. When passing by, you will subconsciously look away and shift your attention to other places.

"No-Majs can't notice us!" Grindelwald said, pointing his finger in a certain direction, "That's our destination."

Dumbledore and Newt looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a towering obelisk standing upright, looking particularly solemn in the dusk.

"Are you sure this is here?" Newt asked doubtfully after circling around the obelisk. Do the people in the local Ministry of Magic have slugs in their heads? The entrance to the forbidden seal was not found in any conspicuous place!

Grindelwald ignored Newt, but quickly and purposefully shuttled back and forth around the obelisk, tapping the mud bricks on the four sides with his wand more than a dozen times.

After Grindelwald struck the mud brick in front of him for the last time, the obelisk faced the three people, and its material suddenly changed. The originally rough surface of the obelisk suddenly became extremely smooth, and its surface was like a mirror, clearly reflecting the figures of the three people.