Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

Dumbledore's statement is naturally very convincing and not difficult to understand——

If you think about it, you will know that wizards have powers that are unimaginable for ordinary people. If they were allowed to do whatever they wanted, the world would not be as peaceful as it seems, and would have been messed up long ago.

But Eileen will not be convinced so easily, not to mention that she has dealt with many scumbag Muggles in the past few months.

"When I did those things, I didn't know magic. At worst, I promise you that you won't use the power of magic to bully them in the future——"

The little girl curled her lips and said.

"..."

Dumbledore sighed, that's okay, at least she promised not to use magic on Muggles.

He never expected to change the girl's character in just one or two sentences.

We have a long way to go, and we can exert influence slowly.

"Remember your promise. Not to use magic on Muggles without authorization. This is not only a requirement of Hogwarts, but also a requirement of the entire wizarding world - violators will be severely punished. Believe me, this is something none of us want to see. Arrived——"

After reminding him again, Dumbledore didn't mention another thing until an impatient look flashed in the girl's eyes.

"Textbooks and school robes for school need to be purchased in Diagon Alley. Jerry will be willing to take you there - we also provide a bursary for those students who need support." Dumbledore took out a money bag Passing it to Irene, a smile appeared on the little girl's face.

"Thank you."

She opened her purse and examined a gold galleon carefully.

"Is this real gold?"

"Of course - but only gold that has been enchanted by goblins can be used as currency."

"That's it. The shopping list and other details are on the second piece of parchment in the envelope. If you have any questions, you can always go to Jerry or send me a letter." Dumbledore said, "Our start time It's September [-]st, you need to trigger from King's Cross station, there's a train ticket in the envelope."

It was obvious that Erin was curious about taking the train to the magic school, but she didn't say anything more and nodded.

Dumbledore stood up and stretched out his hand again. Irene reached out and shook his hand, and Dumbledore turned around and left.

"Goodbye, Erin. See you at Hogwarts."

……

Erin closed the door and turned around to find Kyubey sitting on her bed.

"where did you go?"

"Go out for a walk." Kyubey whispered, looking quite tired, "I don't want to be seen by that old man."

Eileen nodded in agreement: "Yeah... Dumbledore is indeed a troublesome old man, especially the feeling that he doesn't have any secrets... It's really annoying."

"I'm afraid there will be very few opportunities for 'hunting' when you go to school. You should use your magic power sparingly."

Kyubey warned.

"I know..." Erin muttered.

Even after entering Jerry's brother's school, my worries haven't diminished at all...

……

After receiving the admission notice to Hogwarts that day, Jerry found that instead of hiding from him like before, Jerry started to stick to her.

I keep asking myself questions all day long, such as where Hogwarts is, how big it is, whether the food tastes good, whether the girls are pretty...

Jerry was confused by the question.

"Stop! In fact, your brother and I rarely go out in school. I usually stay in the library and read. I don't know much about your questions..."

"Liar! Grandpa Dumbledore said you did very well in school."

"..."

Talkative old man!

"He means that my grades are very good. After all, I devote all my time to studying... Hahaha..."

Jerry laughed dryly and came up with an excuse.

Seeing the little girl still looking at him with doubtful eyes, Jerry quickly changed the topic.

"The boy I want to take you to meet today is the legendary savior and Quidditch star. He led his college to win the Quidditch Cup in the first grade. He knows the school much better than I do..."

Sorry, Harry, I really can't satisfy this child, I can only look at you.

That's right, before Dumbledore left last time, he gave Jerry a difficult task - to rescue Harry from his aunt and uncle.

Just like in the original book, due to the troubles caused by the elf Dobby, Harry received a letter warning him not to tell anything, and was even locked into the room by his uncle.

From the look on his face, it looked like he was going to lock Harry in there for the rest of his life.

If Harry uses magic to escape, he will be expelled from Hogwarts. If he doesn't escape, he won't even be able to go to Hogwarts.

The young man was in a dilemma.

In the original book, it was Ron and his two brothers who drove to Harry's house in a speed car and rescued him.

But because of the huge bonus Ron won in the duel competition, the plot quietly took a turn.

As Jerry thought, Mrs. Weasley would naturally not put such a large sum of money in Ron's hands. After promising to give him a new set of clothes and buy a brand new broomstick, Ron obediently handed over the money.

The Weasley family later used the money to take a family trip.

This is also what Jerry can't understand the most. His family is obviously extremely poor. After receiving a huge sum of money, instead of thinking about improving his life, he tries every means to spend it.

Just like having too much money burns your hands.

In short, without the rescue of the Weasley brothers this year, Harry might really be imprisoned until the start of school.

I don't know what Dumbledore was thinking. After learning about this incident, he didn't go to rescue him. Instead, he gave the task to Jerry.

Jerry does everything he can.

But the specific method of rescue is debatable.

Jerry doesn't have a flying car, and like Harry, he also received a warning letter not to use magic casually.

However, with the vain and snobbish temperament of the Dursley family, there is no need for something as high-end as magic.

When producing [Hogwarts Magic Cards], Ivan established good cooperative relationships with many Muggle manufacturers.So Jerry sent him a letter, asking him to prepare a luxury car and a driver and come to Wu's Orphanage to listen to his command.

Ivan was very efficient and everything was ready the next day.

Jerry took Erin to the agreed-upon location, where an extended version of the Maybach was parked quietly.

Jerry's eyes lit up. He had seen this car before in a car dealership, and the price was probably around one million pounds.

At that time, he also thought about buying one and driving it when he became a great writer.

Unexpectedly, by some twist of fate, he actually became a wizard.

The wizard's means of transportation are much more advanced than cars, and Jerry is not so luxurious as to spend a lot of money to buy a collectible. He thought he would never have the chance to touch it in this life, but unexpectedly Ivan arranged one for him.

Ivan is good at this!Able to deal with!

Before Jerry could walk over, the car door suddenly opened, and four men in suits and sunglasses filed out.

Walking at the back was a bald man who looked very imposing.

The other three men immediately stood in a row in front of the car after getting off the car, and the bald man walked straight towards Jerry.

Irene next to her tensed up, like a lion cub ready to go.

Jerry patted her shoulder, signaling her to calm down.

At this time, the bald man had arrived in front of Jerry and whispered: "Dark Parliament?"

What it is?

Jerry frowned: "Ivan asked you to come?"

Hearing this, the bald man no longer hesitated and made a 90-degree bow: "Bald John, under Lord Ivan, has met Lord Yoder!"

The three men behind him also bowed in unison in an instant.

John was excited.

The last time Lord Ivan included him in the Dark Parliament, he made no other demands except asking him to provide some arms and money and to expand his power as much as possible.

Naturally, John did not dare to neglect. In the past six months, he had gained a lot of territory, which aroused the dissatisfaction of other underground forces.

Those guys vaguely united and pointed their finger at his Zhatian Gang!

They paid for one of his servants to plant explosives in the manor where he often lived.

On a starless night, with a loud bang, John's house was blown into ruins.

Fortunately, he carried the necklace Ivan gave him with him, and the necklace lived up to expectations and blocked the aftermath of the explosion.

Everyone thought he was dead, and the underground bosses even opened champagne at halftime and held a celebration banquet at the manor of one of the bosses.

John quietly gathered all the troops and went straight to Fat Rogge, the boss's lair. In a sudden burst, he wiped out all the underground bosses.

Bald John has also become the biggest BOSS in the London XC area.

However, after seeing a broader landscape, a mere gang boss could no longer satisfy him...

He desperately wanted more power.

But Master Ivan's dragon has never seen its end, and he rarely has the chance to contact him.

More importantly, he has been busy fighting for territory during this period and feels that he has not made enough contributions.

Now that his power has never been stronger, he can't wait to show his value to the parliament.

Just when he was trying every means to show his presence, Ivan suddenly found him.

His task is to go to a place to pick up a boy and then follow the other person's instructions.

John was shocked at that time.

Ordinarily, as a "councillor", Ivan is considered a high-ranking member of the "Dark Parliament".

But when he mentioned that boy, the awe in his tone could not be concealed at all costs.

Who is that boy?

Early the next morning, John personally took several of his most capable men to the agreed place to wait.

Ivan did not tell him the boy's appearance, only that he would recognize him as long as he saw him.

This vague statement naturally made him feel uneasy, fearing that he would miss the big shot and be offended by others.

It wasn't until the moment he saw the boy that he realized it!

Just as animals are particularly sensitive to the smell of butchers, he felt the suffocating smell of blood from the boy.

That sense of pressure at the upper reaches of the food chain, it's hard to imagine how much blood the opponent has on his hands and how many lives he is carrying.

The most rare thing is that the other party can perfectly restrain this aura.If he hadn't been in this business for so many years and had a unique skill in identifying people, he probably wouldn't have thought of the terrifying existence hidden beneath the boy's harmless appearance.

Thinking of this, John bent even lower.

Jerry's whole body went numb when he saw this.

What he imagined was riding in a low-key luxury car, accompanied by an elegant old butler, visiting the Dursleys.

With the snobbish nature of this family, they would definitely give him, a "big shot" who couldn't figure out the details, a face so that he could successfully bring Harry out.

Now the car is arranged in place, but what the hell are these gangster-like gangsters!

If they just came to visit like this, Harry's aunt and uncle would definitely call the police without saying a word!

John didn't know what Jerry was thinking, so he still stood there respectfully. Many people around him had already looked over.

Jerry slapped his forehead in distress.

"Let's go first. After you drop me off, you can stay in the car and wait for me to come out. Can you do that?"

"Follow your instructions!"

……

Harry lay on the bed, watching the sun set through the window grille, thinking sadly about his fate.

Ever since the day the Dursleys discovered that they could not use magic outside the school, they had used iron bars and fences to trap him in this room of less than ten square meters.

Three meals a day were brought in through the trap door on the bedroom door. Although Harry didn't expect them to be merciful and send him some normal food, there had to be enough, right?

The little food they sent couldn't even feed Hedwig, let alone a big living person like him.

Harry felt that there was no way he could wait until school started. In a few days, he would starve to death.

Whenever there was a burning feeling in his belly, Harry couldn't help but hate that damn elf for causing him so much misery...

The sky began to darken, and Harry saw the lights of a car moving into the street. After two horns, the car stopped in front of his house.

Harry looked out with half his face curiously.

It was an incredibly beautiful car, and even though he had never known anything about cars, it was easy to see that it was worth a lot of money.

The car Uncle Vernon drove looked like junk in comparison.

Most likely some big shot is coming over to discuss business.

This means that Uncle Vernon will have another large bonus in his account.

If this money can make up for the last loss, Uncle Vernon will feel better and maybe he will be released...

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but ignited a faint hope in his heart. He stretched his ears hard, trying to hear clearly what was going on downstairs...

About ten minutes later, there was a sound of heavy footsteps in the corridor.

The door opened and Uncle Vernon stood in the doorway, breathing heavily and staring at Harry.

Harry was certain that there was absolutely no joy in completing a big deal in his eyes.

"Boy, pack your things right now and get out of this house!"