Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

Jerry has made up his mind to stay away from Ivan and the others except for necessary contacts.

I always feel like there's something wrong with their brains.

So after visiting for a few minutes and getting the information he needed, Jerry left.

We went to Old Jack's place again and chatted for a while.Here he met Percy, who was concentrating on reading a very boring book: "How Prefects Gain Power".

Didn't even notice Jerry's arrival.

Near noon, Jerry walked towards Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.

While passing by a dark alley, he saw Hermione, Harry and Ron running out of Diagon Alley in panic, with Hagrid following them, shouting reprimands.

"You guys, don't let anyone see you wandering around Knockturn Alley - that's not a good place."

"Hi, Hagrid." Jerry greeted.

"Good morning, Jerry." Hagrid's attitude towards Jerry has become much better since he indirectly saved his life last semester.

"Did you go to Knockturn Alley?" Jerry asked curiously.

"I'm looking for a medicine to repel carnivorous slugs," Hagrid said gruffly. "They're almost destroying all the cabbages in the school. But these boys are sneaking around in there. , I almost got targeted——"

"I saw Malfoy!" Harry shouted unconvinced, "and his father, what are they arguing about?"

"Oh, Harry," Ron whispered, "I didn't see anything - I mean, maybe Malfoy isn't as bad as you think..."

"..."

Ever since the last time he and Malfoy searched for the Philosopher's Stone, Harry had made up his mind not to target Malfoy again, provided of course that he didn't target him either.

But just now, while passing by an alley, he heard the quarrel between Malfoy and his father.

There seems to be a mention of the "Dark Lord" or something.

Curiosity drove Harry to rush over without even reacting to Hermione and Ron behind him.

At the corner at the end of the alley, he only had time to see the Malfoys and his son pass through a glowing door, and after the two passed through, the door disappeared.

Ron and Hermione ran over panting, and then they met Hagrid.

"I swear I saw them go through a strange door!" Harry swore.

"But we also took a look, and there was nothing nearby..."

"Okay, don't think about those things!" Hagrid waved his hand, "Remember, you'd better not go there again in your life!"

But looking at the twinkling look in Hagrid's eyes, it was obvious that he knew something.

Harry and the others obviously noticed this, and they exchanged glances without speaking.

Soon, Mrs. Weasley hurried over, and behind her, Eileen and Ginny were lagging behind with large and small bags in their hands.

While Mrs. Weasley was scolding Harry and the others, Jerry went to take the bags from their hands.

Ginny was a little embarrassed at first, but after seeing that Jerry only used a small handbag to pack all those things, she handed the package to Jerry honestly.

"...Thank you for discovering them, Hagrid!" On the other side, Mrs. Weasley kept shaking Hagrid's hand, "I can't believe it - Knockturn Alley - that's not a good place..."

Hagrid scratched his nose in embarrassment: "Well, I have to go. Goodbye, kids."

He strode forward, towering a head and a shoulder above all the men in the street.

Harry told Jerry what had just happened.

Jerry thought for a while and said, "You don't have to make blind guesses. I'll just go and ask Draco when the time comes."

"..."

Harry doubted Malfoy would tell the truth, but since the Dark Lord himself had been driven away twice by Jerry, it seemed there was nothing to worry about.

Mr. Weasley, who had just arrived with Hermione's parents, was thoughtful after hearing Harry's words: "I heard that Malfoy has been cleaning out old things in their house recently...since the whereabouts of Borgin Bock were unknown. , almost all big families are doing this, there is nothing surprising about it.”

"But why do they do this?" Hermione asked puzzled.

Mr. Weasley sneered: "Those guys have collected a lot of dark magic items that need to be controlled through Borgin Bock's channels. Once this order is discovered by the Ministry of Magic, they will be in big trouble."

"I wish I could find Boginbok—if he's not dead."

"Be careful, Arthur," Mrs. Weasley warned. "The forces that can seize Borgin Bock silently are not something you can handle."

"Oh, of course, Molly. I was just saying..." Mr. Weasley sneered, "In fact, it is now recognized that he is dead."

Jerry couldn't help wiping a cold sweat after hearing this. He knew that the old man Bojinbok was still alive and well, even in a basement under their feet.

I just don’t know if the so-called “order” is still in his hands, but it sounds quite useful. It means that the handles of many big families have fallen into his hands...

etc!Why should I consider these things?

Jerry warned himself that he was just an ordinary second-year wizard, so he shouldn't think about things he shouldn't think about all day long.

Soon, the group arrived at Flourishes and Blotts Bookstore.A large group of people crowded outside the door, all wanting to get in.A big banner was hung upstairs: Gilderoy Lockhart's autobiography "Magical Me" is for sale signed by Gilderoy Lockhart, today from 12:30 to 4:30 pm

Mrs. Weasley exclaimed: "Oh my God! We can see him in person!" She breathed quickly and kept patting her hair, "Come and arrange, we can see him in a moment... "

"Gilderoy Lockhart?" Harry thought thoughtfully, "I feel like I've seen this name somewhere."

"Of course!" said Hermione, "almost all the books on the list were written by him."

Hermione's tone was sarcastic: "If you ask me, he must be our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year. He really worked hard to sell books..."

"It might also be one of his middle-aged female fans." Ron said thoughtfully.

Mrs. Weasley gave him a hard look.

"Why do you say that?" Harry asked curiously.

"Don't you know? In recent decades, no Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has been able to stay in his position for a full year, and there have been many casualties -"

Jerry clearly saw that Lockhart trembled obviously and looked over here.

He sat behind a desk, surrounded by large photos of himself, faces all winking at the crowd, showing frighteningly white teeth.

He wore blue wizard robes that matched his blue eyes.

I have to say that in terms of appearance, he is a little worse than Jerry, and even has a little more adult calmness than Jerry.

Soon, Lockhart spotted Harry and took a photo with him.

Before the book signing began, he took out another book from under the table and held it in front of his chest.

"Before the release of my book "Magical Me", I would like to introduce to you my good friend -" he glanced at the book cover, "J.J.C's masterpiece - "The Holy Grail War". Of course, I I know this seems a bit abrupt, but as my best friend and senior on the literary road, I am happy to provide him with some small help-"

Hermione looked at Jerry strangely, but she knew that J.J.C was Jerry's pen name.

Jerry, who had learned about this from Ivan before, was not so surprised.

Although there are many falsehoods and exaggerations in Lockhart's speech, a platinum writer is willing to help you promote a LV3 chapter, so you don't care what he says.

The book signing was still going on, and people were lining up to buy books and come to tables to sign Lockhart's books.

Until Jerry and the others left, Lockhart did not announce that he was coming to Hogwarts to teach.

I don't know if I forgot.

There's no way the new professor is really a fan wizard, right?

……

By the time they returned to the Leaky Cauldron, it was almost evening.

Jerry took out Ginny's things and gave them to her to floo back to the Burrow - where they cordially invited Harry, Jerry and Eileen to be their guests.

Harry looked a little excited. He had never been to Ron's house before.

Erin wasn't very interested. She held Jerry's arm with one hand and yawned.

After shopping for a whole day, the little girl was exhausted.

Finally, Harry decided to stay at Ron's house for a while. The Weasley family promised to send Harry to the Wood Orphanage when school started soon so that he could pack his things and go to school.

When we returned to the orphanage, it was already dark and the sky was filled with stars.

When she heard that Harry had gone to his good friend's house, Mrs. Lisa complained a little, but it was understandable.

After saying good night to each other, Jerry dove into the pillow and soon fell into a deep sleep.

……

……

On the other side, after being frightened once by Ivan and Hermione, Lockhart finally realized that becoming a professor at Hogwarts was not as great a matter of fame and fortune as he imagined.

He recalled that when he was in school, the teacher of this course seemed to change every year, but he had never heard of anyone dying.

He specifically went to check the information about the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors in recent years.

Do not check, I don’t know, I’m scared.

There were many wizards who were much better and more powerful than him among the previous professors, but even these people would be injured or even die for various unbelievable reasons.

Let alone someone like him.

Lockhart immediately sent a letter to Dumbledore, tactfully expressing his desire to leave.

Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the owl disappear into the night.

That night, Lockhart slept restlessly on his large velvet bed.

He dreamed that he was running in a dark forest, with a mass of black energy chasing after him.

"Why are you chasing me?"

"You know too much--"

A face appeared in the black air. It was a handsome and pale face.

"what--------"

Lockhart sat up suddenly from the bed, the early morning sunlight streaming into the room through the curtains and shining on his sweaty face.

Lockhart caressed his heart: "It turned out to be just a dream..."

"Good morning, Mr. Lockhart."

A light and warm voice came to his ears, and Lockhart's movements suddenly froze in place.

He turned around mechanically and saw an old man sitting on the chair looking at him with a smile.

"Dumbledore?!"

Dumbledore held a letter in his hand, and Lockhart recognized it at a glance as the very letter he had sent last night.

"Professor, could you please make an appointment first when you come next time?"

"Honestly, Gilderoy," said Dumbledore, "I don't want to be this uninvited guest either."

"But you have to understand how an old man feels when he suddenly receives a resignation letter after finishing a glass of hot milk and getting ready to go to bed -"

"You know, it's less than a month before the start of school. It's obvious that I can't find another Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"It's not my fault, Professor," Lockhart said. "You didn't tell me beforehand that this was such a dangerous position."

Dumbledore looked at Lockhart carefully from behind his glasses: "Maybe someone told you something, or maybe you found out something. But I can guarantee that as long as you finish teaching this school year safely, you will not Will encounter any danger——"

"There won't be any danger - what happened to Hood, Ferdy and Quirrell?" cried Lockhart.

What he was talking about were wizards who had died in this position over the years.

"I said," Dumbledore said, "the premise of my guarantee of your life is that you should be safe and behave yourself. After all, entering the depths of the Forbidden Forest without permission and collaborating with dark wizards to steal... is not a code of conduct. ,Is not it?"

Hearing the hidden meaning, Lockhart immediately fell silent. He couldn't say that he went to Hogwarts with evil intentions, could he?

In fact, he was just doing it to make a little money.

Dumbledore seemed to see this and continued: "Besides, your teaching materials are not cheap. If you insist on resigning, I'm afraid you will have to pay for the recycling of these teaching materials yourself."

"!!!"

At that time, in order to make money and boost sales, he included all his previous works in the book list.

According to a set of twenty galleons, there are about a thousand students in Hogwarts (Aunt Rowling said it herself, although I don’t think there are that many...)

This means that he needs to spend [-] Galleons!

It's not that he can't spend so much, but once he does, not only will all the years of novels he wrote be in vain, but he will also have to spend a lot of his savings...

"As long as I don't cause trouble, you will ensure my safety?" Lockhart looked at Dumbledore hopefully.

Dumbledore nodded: "Of course."

Lockhart was silent for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I know, I will go."

"See you at the Hogwarts opening ceremony on September [-]st."

Dumbledore nodded slightly and disappeared into the air.