Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

[…When our conversation turned to the current Minister of Magic, Dumbledore’s old face showed a deep look of disappointment. 】

[...'You just stay here to comfort people and don't move around. I will go to Greece to solve this matter for you. 'Looking at the old man's hunched back, the minister couldn't help but burst into tears..."]

Jerry can see things, and Fudge is no exception.

Seeing that the woman in front of him dared to make up nonsense and make things out of nothing, Fudge was so angry that his whole body trembled.

"you you you you……"

"I have always believed that with great power comes great responsibility. Since my old body can still make some contributions to the magic world, I will naturally not refuse..."

Jerry said falsely.

Rita nodded repeatedly, looking at Jerry's eyes filled with tears, the quill sliding on the parchment, back and forth like an ice skate.

[... This trip to Greece was obviously too hard for the old headmaster. Dumbledore standing in front of the author looked old and tired. However, when he mentioned the future of the wizarding world, the old man's body seemed to be full of unnecessary energy. With all his strength, his rickety body was also straight. 】

['It is our duty to rebuild the glory of the British magical world! '...]

……

This is outrageous!

If he hadn't been the subject of the interview, Jerry himself would have been moved by Rita's report.

He finally saw the ability of these so-called reporters to confuse right and wrong.

Fortunately, just when Jerry was made restless by those disgusting flattery words, green flames burned fiercely in the fireplace behind him.

Rita glanced at the flames in fear. She had not forgotten what Fudge just said. This time they caught a werewolf!

And it’s a werewolf on a full moon night!

A gentleman does not stand in danger, so Rita felt that she should retreat.

……

Jerry noticed that Rita's quill and parchment had suddenly disappeared as her claw-like fingers hurriedly closed the clasp of her alligator handbag.

"Then I'll take my leave now, Dumbledore. See you next time."

"Goodbye," Jerry said.

Fudge snorted disdainfully and saw Rita's inner thoughts at a glance.

But this is exactly what he wants. Who knows how much fake news she will make up if she continues the interview.

Rita's figure hurriedly disappeared into the hall, and soon, a group of people came out of the fire.

The werewolf is still in a petrified state, and only his eyes can still move around.

Despite this, he was still tied up by the Aurors, and his red hair collapsed under the squeeze of the rope.

A group of people surrounded the werewolf from four directions: front, back, left and right, wands held in their hands warily, and the group walked towards the foyer.

Other staff of the Ministry of Magic and ordinary wizards who come to handle business have already stayed away from here.

However, with 'Dumbledore', the most powerful white wizard in the world, they were not too frightened. Instead, they cast curious glances from a distance and started talking loudly to the approaching werewolf who was two people tall.

"Merlin... I have never seen such a big and ferocious werewolf. Could he be Fenrir Greyback?"

"No, no, I've seen Greyback before. It's much bigger than Greyback."

Fenrir Greyback is perhaps the most ruthless werewolf in the wizarding world.He makes it his goal in life to bite and infect as many people as possible.

He wanted to create enough werewolves to conquer wizards, so he specialized in biting children when they were young, so that they could grow up far away from their parents, grow up with hatred for normal wizards, and become Voldemort's werewolves. A member of the Legion.

Voldemort once threatened those who disobeyed him by letting him bite their children, and such threats often worked.

Lupine was bitten by his father and turned into a werewolf because he had offended him.

After hearing that someone had actually seen such a character living in stories and legends, they all gathered around that person.

The man was obviously a well-informed guy. He adjusted the glasses on his nose, looked at Lu Ping and muttered:

"From what I see, this should be the legendary bloodthirsty werewolf. It is said that on the night of the full moon, when ordinary werewolves are filled with anger and despair, they have a chance to receive the gift of moonlight, break through themselves, and become more powerful. The presence."

You know, the transformed werewolf is originally a kind of irrational guy, which can make such a being feel desperate... What a powerful guy must be to subdue this werewolf!

People who knew the inside story couldn't help but look at the tall figure in awe...

Jerry didn't notice these glances. His eyes were on the fountain in the middle of the foyer.

In the middle of a circular pool stood a group of pure gold statues, which were larger than real people. The tallest among them was a wizard with a noble temperament, holding up his wand and pointing directly at the sky.

Surrounding him were a beautiful witch, a centaur, a goblin and a house elf.

The centaurs, goblins, and house-elves all looked up at the two wizards with admiration.

Shining beams of light shot out from the tip of the wizard's wand, from the centaur's arrow, from the tip of the goblin's hat, and from the two ears of the house elf.

Staring at this group of statues, not to mention whether centaurs and goblins would show such groveling expressions to humans, the wizard alone gave Jerry a strange feeling.

Like a superior god, he does not take others into consideration, even his own kind——

"How about it, Albus? Want to throw some money in?"

Fudge didn't seem to notice anything was wrong. In other words, he was accustomed to all this and had no interest in observing this group of statues carefully.

Seeing Jerry slow down, Fudge mistakenly thought that Jerry was looking at a small sign next to the statue - all proceeds from the Magic Brothers Fountain are donated to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, and he was even in the mood to joke.

"Which sculptor is this work?" Jerry looked at the statue carefully, and the sense of dissonance in his heart became stronger.

"This is the work of the goblins." Fudge said proudly. "After the goblin rebellion was put down by wizards, they voluntarily presented this statue to the then Ministry of Magic."

Things get even weirder, goblins are not the same creatures as house elves.

Even in the years when wizards were most cruel and cruel, both Muggles and other magical creatures were under the oppression of wizards, but they never gave up resistance. In the end, they united with centaurs, giants and other magical creatures who were also under oppression. , set off a goblin rebellion.

This battle not only brought them hundreds of years of peace, but also successfully obtained the right to operate Gringotts.

House elves are another counterexample.

During the Goblin War, they firmly sided with the human wizards.

After the war, the house elves were not only despised by other magical creatures, but also faced intensified oppression by humans, just like slaves.

But at this time, no one spoke for them anymore...

Closer to home, with Jerry's understanding of the goblins, it would be impossible for them to create such a set of statues that clearly displays the theme of wizard supremacy.

But then again, Fudge had no reason to lie to him, and the origin of this set of statues was not a secret...

Jerry kept this in mind and continued walking forward.

At the security checkpoint, with Fudge around, Jerry naturally didn't have to hand over his wand - otherwise he would be exposed.

The next room is a smaller hall with at least twenty lifts, blocked by elaborate gold-barred doors.

A group of people walked in front of a golden gate in the deepest part, with the words "Emergency Access" written on it.

With a clanging sound and a sound of Caracara, an elevator descended in front of them, and a group of people filed in.

However, because the werewolf was too tall, the group spent a lot of effort to move him in.

After everyone entered, the fence door slammed shut. Fudge pressed the down button, and the elevator slowly descended.

Soon, the elevator stopped.

"Department of Mysteries"

A cold female voice said.

Fudge took the lead and walked out. They walked through a corridor with many black doors. Behind each black door, the deepest secrets of the Ministry of Magic were hidden. Countless talented wizards spent their lives here...

Although Jerry wanted to go in and visit the remaining ruins of the ancient magical civilization, Fudge obviously had no intention of being a tour guide. He led Jerry to a gap on the left at the end of the corridor, which led to a downward staircase.

"The Tenth Judgment Room..." Jerry frowned, "The matter shouldn't be that serious."

"I think it's quite serious." When he came to his own territory, Fudge became more confident. "I think this is a very bad and despicable attack on children. You can't be too careful."

They went down to the bottom of the stairs and walked along a corridor for a long time.

It looked exactly like the Hogwarts basement: rough stone walls, torches on brackets.

The doors here are heavy wooden doors with iron gates and keyholes embedded in them.

Fudge stopped in front of a gloomy black door with a large iron lock.

"We have arrived."

……

It was the spookiest place Jerry had ever seen—neither Slytherin's old common room nor Snape's office could compare.

The surrounding walls were made of black stone. As soon as they entered, the torches on the wall were automatically lit.

On both sides were rows of empty benches that were gradually rising, with some people already sitting on them.

The Aurors forced the werewolf onto a chair that seemed to be integrated with the ground. As soon as he sat on it, a lot of iron chains jangled out of the armrests of the chair, binding the werewolf tightly.

An Auror pointed his wand at the werewolf and said, "The curse stops."

The werewolf still looked stiff, and upon seeing this, another Auror immediately took his place.

Until all the Aurors tried it one by one, and even used the Stop Curse on the werewolf at the same time, nothing happened.

The Aurors looked at Fudge at a loss.

Fudge looked hesitant: "A little wizard can't break the petrification spell, how can you be said to be the elite of the Ministry of Magic?"

You should try it yourself!

The Aurors roared in their hearts, Damn it!Can an ordinary little wizard use the petrification spell to turn a werewolf to stone?

This is something even elite Aurors like them can't do!

Fudge knew this very well, so he just lightly knocked on these elites who had always been arrogant, and then looked at Jerry with a fake smile.

"It seems that the educational level of Hogwarts has improved rapidly in recent years."

"It's just that the kid is more talented." Jerry said modestly.

Fudge smiled noncommittally, and some thoughts arose in his heart.

That child has such strength at a young age. It seems that he will be another Dumbledore in the future...

If you can take him under your command and wait for him to grow up, your position as minister will be as stable as a mountain.

There are also those guys from the Truth Society, who were able to trap even Dumbledore for a while. Although some mistakes almost ruined their plan, it was still obvious that they were very powerful, and working with them was like seeking the skin of a tiger.

If he had someone close to Dumbledore's combat power, he would really have the confidence to cooperate with them or even turn against them.

As for whether that child will threaten his position as minister...

Please!

The selection of the Minister of Magic is more based on qualifications and connections than on magical proficiency.

By the time the other party really has the qualifications to compete for a minister, he will have already reached the age of retirement. What threats should he be afraid of?

Thinking of the wonderful thing, Fudge suddenly became alert, leaving the subordinates around him baffled.

Jerry had to cough lightly to remind him.

Hearing Jerry's cough, Fudge reacted instantly and cleared his throat.

"Albus, please help them."

Lupine was turned to stone by Jerry's magic, and now all he needs to do to cancel the magic is wave a wand.

But look at Fudge’s attitude and the opening of the Tenth Courtroom again ten years later.

Jerry was keenly aware that even with 'Dumbledore' around, the other party would obviously not give up easily.

You have to give them a kick in the ass.

Jerry thought, raising his wand high.

"All curses end!"

At the tip of the wand, blue light flashed away. The next moment, Lupine recovered from his petrified state and roared to the sky——

"Ouch~~~~~~~~~"

The Aurors looked at the towering figure in awe.

As a high-level magic that can stop spells, the working principle of All Curses is to use and expand the magic power of the caster to offset the magic power of the spell in the attenuation space in a certain form.

This not only requires the releaser to have extremely powerful magical power, but also to have extremely in-depth research on most magic.

The conditions of use are so harsh, and the effect is naturally extremely powerful.

Even black magic like the Fire Curse or Demonic Protection must be retreated three feet away.

Probably only the legendary Auror in the Ministry of Magic can be released.

But he certainly couldn't do what Dumbledore did, where even the magic power in his body was stagnated under the ray of light. He was no different from a Muggle.

There was even a feeling among the people present that "I am the one who will be killed by the knife, and I will be the one who is the fish."