Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

"Mr. Hat, are you okay?"

Jerry asked with concern.

"Who are you? What was that just now?"

The hat's tone was very frightened. It didn't think that everything that had just happened was an illusion - no matter how powerful the Forgetting Spell or the Confusion Spell was, it could not do this.

In fact, naughty students have tried to chant spells on it before, but with the thoughts of the four founders and the blessing of countless protective spells, it has been able to survive thousands of years intact and has been preserved to this day.

But just now, it really felt like its consciousness was about to collapse.

There was indeed something terrifying existing in the boy's head.

"Can you tell me what you just saw?"

Jerry's tone was very gentle. Under his comfort, Hat finally calmed down and recalled:

"I saw blood! And a lot of corpses! And..."

It suddenly became silent, and the scene in the memory gradually faded, finally becoming a black and white photo.

Hat is no stranger to blood and corpses - for thousands of years, Hogwarts has experienced the invasion of dark wizards, the rebellion of centaurs, the rebellion of goblins... This is not the first time he has seen the sight of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

So, where did the fear just come from?

Hat always feels like he has forgotten something important...

Blood and corpses, could they be [butcher temperament]?

Jerry tried his best to run his brain: "That's it, I understand."

"Actually, I'm a writer——"

"Recently I happened to be imagining a plot about the war. Many people died in that war. What you saw may be the scene in my imagination."

"Oh oh oh..."

Hat nodded, it all made sense!

Let’s just say, how could an 11-year-old child experience such a horrific scene personally? Moreover, no massacres had been heard of during this period.

Hat completely ignored what he just noticed was wrong and believed the boy's explanation.

Jerry was relieved. The system skills were still powerful.

"Mr. Hat, I've decided to go to Hufflepuff!"

In order to prevent long nights and long dreams, Jerry hurriedly made his request.

Although I don’t know exactly how long it has passed, looking at the students below who are getting more and more impetuous and noisy, and even Professor McGonagall can’t help but walk towards here, I know that it must have been a long time.

"Okay, He..."

Just when the hat was about to read out the name of the college, some kind of revelation seemed to come from somewhere - if he continued talking, he would make a big mistake, and a destructive future that no one wanted to see would happen.

"..."

The hat choked up.

As the most famous swordsman and duelist among wizards, Gryffindor's impressive record largely comes from his intuitive talent.

This talent for prediction, second only to the "eye of the sky", allows him to seek good fortune and avoid disaster in battle, and quickly find the enemy's weaknesses to win.

After he injected part of his consciousness into the Sorting Hat, the hat naturally inherited this part of his talent.

This is the first time in so many years that this talent has given it a warning in such an intuitive form.

The hat paused, then shouted, "Slytherin!"

"I tm..."

Jerry is stupid!

Hat, you don’t follow martial ethics!If you come to deceive and coax an 11-year-old like me, won’t your conscience feel bad?

But no matter how much he yelled or cursed in his head, the hat remained silent, as if it was just an ordinary hat.

Jerry looked around blankly, and Hermione looked at him with a confused look on her face - then her face turned red and her eyes flashed with anger.

Yes, she had never heard of Slytherin recruiting Muggle-born wizards. She must have thought she was lying.

Dumbledore looked at him with interest, and turned his head to say something to a gloomy middle-aged man with greasy hair and a big hooked nose.

That must be the current head of Slytherin, Professor Snape.

"Okay, Mr. Yoder, it's time for you to go down."

Professor McGonagall frowned and reminded.

Only then did Jerry react and took heavy steps to the long table where Slytherin was.

Following Daphne Greengrass, the Sorting Hat called out Slytherin without hesitation.

You just left it here to pretend to be dead for me, right?

Sorting hat, right?

We have forged this hatred!

Just when he was thinking about finding an opportunity to throw his hat into the fireplace, a figure stopped in front of him.

A tall girl with short black hair stood up and shook hands with him.

"Welcome to Slytherin," she said. "I am the prefect of fifth year, Gemma Farley."

A group of girls came with her. They quickly took up positions on both sides of Jerry and surrounded him asking questions.

"Is your name Jerry Yodel? I've never heard of the Yodel family..."

"That's the name Mrs. Lisa gave me. I was born an orphan."

"Is Lady Lisa your adoptive mother?"

"That's right, she is the director of our orphanage."

"..."

A handsome, well-mannered young man is undoubtedly popular wherever he goes.

In particular, this young man has a miserable and mysterious life experience.

Jerry originally thought that his origins in a Muggle orphanage would shun these purebloods and even lead to school bullying.

If his parents were certain Muggles, that might indeed be the case, but in an orphanage... there was too much room for imagination.

For example, he is the illegitimate son of a big family but is not accepted by his father. Two lovers from rival families who truly love each other elope and are discovered by the pursuers. They have no choice but to leave Jerry at the door of the orphanage...

Later, they even analyzed families with black hair and black eyes in the magic world.

Hearing the seriousness of what they said, Jerry himself almost believed it. An orphan with doubtful origins, a standard protagonist template, the kind that can be written in hundreds of thousands of words if you put a certain point in it.

[Foolish people, they will never know that only the mediocre will place their hopes on blood and family, while the truly strong will only rely on their own strength! 】

"You mean I'm just an ordinary orphan! Don't think about a big boss, parents or family appearing out of nowhere, just rely on your system, right?"

[Congratulations to the host for the correct answer!Obtain reward: Ronin]

[Wanderer (passive): I will wander around the world, and I need to be careful behind me.When acting alone, movement speed increases by 50%]

It was another useless skill, but it was for free anyway, so Jerry just accepted it.

At this moment, an angry voice sounded in his ears.

"Jerry Yoder!"

The blonde girl stared at her condescendingly, her eyes full of anger: "You are a big liar!"