Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

After Kyubey left, things seemed to have returned to their original trajectory.

The contractors were wiped of all memories of Kyubey, including the power they received from Kyubey, and Lockhart's condition began to improve.

Although Irene lost the spell-casting ability that Kyubey gave her, she still retained the power that the ancient dragon left to her.

That is, by killing other creatures, absorb the power of their souls.

After experiments, Jerry discovered that he didn't have to kill, he could also do this by eating flesh and blood containing magic.

Like dragon meat or something.

In order to prevent Irene from sneaking into the Forbidden Forest to kill again, Jerry had to order a certain amount of dragon meat every week to help Irene accumulate magic power.

Since the total amount of magic power that flesh and blood can provide is fixed, once magic is used too many times, it is easy to run out of magic power.

Jerry had specifically and sternly warned Eileen about this, just use up your magic power and come to him later, and not have any other evil intentions.

Jerry reluctantly put down the quill in his hand. The little girl was now clinging to him like an octopus, and her tongue was still licking around his ears.

"So, you ran out of magic power again?"

"Yeah!" The little girl nodded and gently took a bite on Jerry's artery.

"Brother, let Irene drink your blood~"

Jerry took her off him expressionlessly, and the sights projected from all directions made him feel uncomfortable.

"First of all, I asked you to come to me because I can also provide you with some food, not to let you treat me as food. Secondly, my Erin will not be as shameless as you, you are Elena Bar?"

"Hehe (^.^)" Elena smiled softly, "What does it matter? Irene is your sister, isn't Elena your sister?"

"That's right, the only sister I recognize is Irene!" Jerry said simply.

"Hey - he is such a cruel man, he has obviously taken care of others... Isn't this what you should do to a strange girl?"

"To shut up!"

Jerry shouted.

"In public, don't say such words that can easily be misunderstood!"

Jerry could even feel several subtle glances cast on him.

'I'm sorry, this is too much punishment. I really have someone to support me in a prison, I have someone to rely on, and a new life that I can't imprison is right before me! '

I've only seen her body in the spiritual world, and it's still a dull tablet. Don't tell me that I've done anything to you that would make people and gods angry!

In order to prevent this shameless girl from saying anything shocking again, Jerry quickly took out a bottle of dragon's blood from his pocket and stuffed it into the opponent's hand.

He bought this specifically to increase the output of light cannon magic.

However, since I learned the light cannon magic from Reimu for a period of time, this small method is basically useless.

The remaining stock is just enough for Erin to use as snacks.

"… Your relationship is really good."

A subtle voice came.

What appeared in front of me was a graceful figure.

The girl has a fair face, light eyebrows, and a curvy figure that is perfectly hidden under the wizard's robe.

No matter which angle you look at, she is an out-and-out beauty.

"Good evening, Penello-senpai."

Jerry was a little embarrassed. At that time, with just one thought, he could turn the other person into a hot weapon for him to get whatever he wanted.

Naturally, he who thinks he loves soldiers purely will not do such a crazy thing.

But when the other party appeared in front of him, several G plots suddenly appeared in his mind.

Seeing Jerry's embarrassed look, Penello couldn't help but smile.

When controlled by the Imperius Curse, the person being controlled will not completely forget what happened during the period.

Penello clearly remembered that he was controlled by that terrible diary and did many crazy things.

For example, attacking Professor Lockhart, or sneak attacking Harry in the Chamber of Secrets.

And when she learned that the diary was actually left by Voldemort, she felt desperate.

Many wizards who are much more powerful and determined than her are unable to escape the other party's control.

Just when she thought she could only sink like this, Jerry appeared.

Threaten her with Percy as soon as she opens her mouth.

What a nasty little villain!

But at that time, it did make her feel sober all of a sudden.

She knew how attractive her body was.

If the other party really wants to do something to him, no matter how he looks at him, there is no room for escape.

"I'm sorry, Percy."

Just when she thought the boy was going to make some excessive demands, she heard the other party say in a serious tone:

"Penello, from now on, your soul will only belong to you and will no longer be controlled by anyone."

Penello's heart began to beat loudly, and these words seemed to untie some shackles on her soul.

She was instantly freed from Voldemort's influence.

Besides, even Percy wasn't that concerning anymore.

Whether Percy lives in prosperity or poverty in the future, it has nothing to do with Penelo.

My soul only belongs to me, why should I be responsible for other people's lives?

Jerry didn't know that his unintentional words turned on a certain switch on Penello. He glanced around and found that Percy was not following him nearby.

He still remembered the last time Percy had a scandal about him in school, just because Penello praised his magic level.

Now that Penelo is chatting with him alone, why don't you go crazy?

As if he had read Jerry's thoughts, Penelope tucked a piece of long hair behind her ear seemingly inadvertently.

Jerry couldn't help but be stunned by the charm and charm displayed in his every move.

"Percy and I broke up."

The girl said lightly.

"Oh...eheheh? Why?"

Breaking up with Percy = Penelope is now single = her skills are useless to her

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Penello was a little surprised. Most people would feel a little bit happy when they learn that a beautiful girl has become single.

But looking at Jerry's look, he seemed to feel quite regretful.

Penello's eyes changed.

He wouldn't have that kind of hobby, would he?

Penelo knows that there is a special tradition in this land.

Those nobles prefer to seduce other people's wives than their own wives.

Not only did the sufferer not feel dissatisfied, he even enjoyed it.

The most famous masterpiece of the famous painter Fragonard is "The Swing", which depicts a noble and his lover playing in a dense jungle.

The nobleman is sitting and lying in the lower left corner of the painting, admiring his mistress's legs under her skirt.The mistress's husband pushed the swing in a hidden part of the painting, smiling as he watched his wife swing.

Everyone is the master of suffering, and everyone is also a loser.

Of course, with the development of the times, this concept has gradually been criticized and abandoned.

However, since the country's aristocracy has never been liquidated and the old lady still lives in Buckingham Palace, this behavior has been preserved subtly.

Penello couldn't help but be a little worried, wouldn't this child have awakened this kind of xp at a young age?

Thinking again of Jerry's rhetoric when he threatened her with Percy's future...

Why are you so skilled!

Jerry didn't have time to worry about what the pretty girl in front of him was thinking - Erin was already pinching his arm hard.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go first."

"That...wait a minute."

Penello blushed a little: "About the secret room thing...I haven't had time to thank you yet."

If Jerry really has that kind of hobby, should he cooperate with it?

"It's a small effort, nothing worth mentioning." Jerry waved his hand.

No matter who was controlled by Voldemort, there was no way to let go given the situation at that time.

'This is... how humble! '

Compared to Percy who just wanted to walk around with his prefect badge stuck on his forehead, Penello felt more and more that his decision to break up was the right one.

That little girl is a bit eye-catching.

Penello looked far away at Erin, who was holding Jerry's arm.

It is said that she is a sister who was born in the same orphanage as Jerry and is not related by blood.

The two are childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

However, there are basically no childhood sweethearts who can develop into lovers.

The freshness and excitement that are most needed in love are exactly what childhood sweethearts lack the most.

Speaking of excitement...

Penello narrowed his eyes slightly and had a bold idea...

……

"There's something wrong with that woman."

Elena angrily drank the dragon's blood in her hand and said.

"Dragon blood is very expensive, and my inventory here is limited. Save some for me."

Jerry didn't care about Penello's situation. In fact, the other party was about to graduate in one year, and there would be basically no communication between the two after that.

Moreover, in the original book, the relationship between Penelo and Percy did not last for a few years, so it is normal for them to break up early now.

He looked at Elena with distress as if she was drinking coke.

Ton, ton, ton, ton, ton, ton.

A bottle of dragon blood has hit the bottom.

Although he is not short of money now, no matter how much money he has, it will not come with a strong wind!

There is something to say.

No matter how big the land is, not an inch is superfluous.

No matter how much money you have, not a single galleon is superfluous.

Elena rolled her eyes: "Brother, brother, it's okay for Irene not to drink dragon blood..."

"Not even my blood!"

Jerry had a headache.

Having obtained the ancient dragon's ability will inevitably be affected by the ancient dragon.

It seems that a small part of the bloodthirsty and cruelty in the ancient dragon's soul was inherited by Irene.

Blood is a sticky and fishy thing. Most people are not interested in it, but Irene is very happy with it.

Now even the blood in the bottle couldn't satisfy her, saying it was stale, so she tried every means to drink a few mouthfuls of the fresh blood flowing out of Jerry's neck.

Naturally, this request was severely rejected by Jerry, not that he felt sorry for the blood.

Instead, she was worried that after Irene got used to the wizard's blood, she would risk attacking others if she didn't get satisfaction from him.

Just like a keeper cannot approach a wild beast in a zoo after being injured and bleeding.

The taste of blood activates the hunting instinct engraved in the souls of beasts, turning humans from owners into prey in their eyes.

Therefore, Jerry will not let Erin drink his blood under any circumstances, not only him, but also other wizards!

Seeing Jerry's unquestionable look, Elena pouted.

"Stingy."

"It's not a matter of being stingy!" Jerry frowned, realizing the seriousness of the problem.

Once you open the door to treating human flesh and blood as food, you will gradually stop treating humans as your own kind, and become an alternative in human society.

Both werewolves and vampires were transformed by wizards, but they were ostracized by normal wizard society and lived a homeless life.

It’s largely their own fault!

Randomly attack wizards and Muggles, create terrorist incidents, join the army of dark magic...

They even call themselves "blood clan", beings that are nobler than humans, completely forgetting that their ancestors are actually humans.

It's a pity that the magic world is the magic world of wizards after all, and any aliens will not have any good results here.

Jerry didn't want Erin to go down this path.

"Listen, if you don't want to be sent back to Madam Lisa after being hit by an oblivion spell, you'd better not think about drinking human blood secretly!"

"I...I know..." Elena muttered, startled by Jerry's sudden anger.

"Brother Jerry, please don't be angry, okay, Irene will be obedient."

Seeing the girl's tearful look, Jerry frowned.

"Are you...Irene?"

"Yes, Elena said that Brother Jerry is too scary to come out."

"That girl!"

Jerry was both angry and amused.

"Irene, you have to keep an eye on her too." Jerry softened his tone, "Don't let her do whatever she wants. The magic world is not a safe place, especially in your situation. Do you understand?"

"Yeah." Eileen nodded her little head vigorously, "If Elena wants to do something bad in the future, Eileen will drive her back!"

"That's it!" Jerry touched her head happily.

Eileen is a good child, and with her supervision, there shouldn't be any problems...right?

……

……

"Sir, please see——"

John clenched his hands into fists and stared at the iron spoon in front of him.

Gradually, as if a pair of invisible hands were pressing hard, the spoon deflected back ninety degrees.

"Well...good job."

Ivan said calmly, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

Others don't know, how can he not know?

The so-called meditation practice method that I gave to John was just obtained from a wizard from India with a glass of butter beer.

According to him, this kind of thing is everywhere in his country.

Even an illiterate pariah can speak a few sentences when it comes to yoga and meditation.

It's just a way to deceive oneself and others. I have never heard of anyone being able to truly succeed in cultivation.

What does he see now?

An ordinary Muggle actually developed a magical power with the help of a pamphlet that he didn't know was true or false.

Although this power is still very weak, given time, it may not be able to catch up with the wizard.

Ivan couldn't help but think of what Jerry had mentioned about the knowledge about gods and superpowers.

At that time, he thought this was just a rhetoric to fool ordinary people, but now that he thinks about it, it’s terrifying!