Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

Magic is a force against one's will.

The crueler and colder a person's heart is, the more skillful he will be in using black magic.

On the contrary, with a strong belief in love and protection, the power of the guardian spell is even enough to counteract the death curse.

In Jerry's opinion, the transformation spell tests a person's imagination and will——

You must have a strong enough desire to change reality, and at the same time, you must visualize what you want to change in your mind. The more specific it is, the higher the success rate.

In the system panel, Jerry's mental attribute value is 7, which is already higher than most adults, and also makes his progress in transformation particularly gratifying.

After several failed attempts, Jerry thought he had figured out the trick and pointed his wand at the match again.

The surface of the match quickly began to change, and began to glow with a metallic luster.

"Look! Mr. Yodel succeeded!" Professor McGonagall quickly noticed this and finally showed her first smile since Jerry saw her. "Very good, ten points for Slytherin..."

Halfway through her words, her tone suddenly became hesitant: "Mr. Yoder, I remember that my request was to become a needle?"

"Huh?" Jerry looked down and found that what appeared on the table was a nail!

There is a small protrusion on the head of the nail. If you look closely, you can see that it is a small skull.

On the body of the nail, there are circles of spiral patterns, like a small snake hovering on it.

The tip of the nail glowed with a faint green light, which was frightening to see.

The system is indeed evil!Jerry gritted his teeth.

There was no way to create sound and light effects, so he simply gave his transformation product a terrifying skin.

But the problem isn’t big, it’s just transfiguration, it’s just a boy’s fantasy at best. Who would think of black magic?

Jerry said frankly: "I saw this nail in a book and thought it was very handsome, so..."

"Hmm..." Professor McGonagall frowned slightly. The more exquisite and complex the transformation, the easier it is to get high marks in the exam.

Jerry is already at the level where he can get full marks in the first grade final exam.

But this is the first class of school. If other children imitate Jerry's method, Professor McGonagall is sure that they won't even be able to conjure an ordinary needle!

Thinking of this, Professor McGonagall made up her mind: "Good job. But I hope you can do as I said next time."

"I see, Professor."

Just as the bell rang, Professor McGonagall gave everyone except Jerry a homework - precautions on the deformation of physical objects and the reasons why they failed to deform, at least three feet.

Amidst howls, she announced the end of get out of class.

"That's cool, buddy!" Malfoy came up and looked at the nail carefully, "Which book did you read about it?"

"I forgot the title of the book in a used bookstore." Jerry said perfunctorily. At this time, a female student from Ravenclaw came over.

"Can you show me that nail?"

"Of course." Jerry handed over the nail without thinking much.

The female student took the nail and observed it carefully for a while before returning it to Jerry. She politely thanked him and left.

Hmm...could this nail be really handsome?

Just when Jerry was about to take another look, the magic disappeared and the nail turned back into a match.

……

In the following week, Malfoy went out to exercise with Crabbe and Goyle early in the morning as usual. An hour later, the three of them came back together sweating - waking up Jerry at the same time, and then waiting for them to take a shower and change. After finishing his clothes, Jerry also packed himself up and went to the auditorium to eat together.

And Daphne also returned to her friendly attitude - even friendlier than before, which made him a little overwhelmed.This made Jerry more certain that there was a reason for her previous abnormality.

Girls have so many days every month!

As for the classes at Hogwarts...

Professor Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class and Professor Binns' History of Magic were quickly recognized by young wizards as the two worst subjects.

The teaching methods of these two people also seemed to be carved out of the same mold - reading from the textbook in a monotonous voice and repeating what was said.

At this point, Professor Binns has to do better, at least the students don't have to endure the strong smell of garlic.

The Transfiguration class is recognized as the most difficult class, especially the three-foot-long paper that seems to be assigned by every college, which makes the little wizards complain endlessly.

Jerry, who was freed from homework, naturally had a lot of free time. He spent all his free time in the library, trying to find a way to use magic normally.

In the library, the one Jerry sees most is Hermione.She seemed to be particularly interested in Transfiguration. When Jerry saw her, she was reading a thick book called "Basic Principles of Transfiguration and Its Extensions".

Jerry suddenly thought that in terms of knowledge, no one among the young wizards could be a match for Hermione, not even some adults.

It would be faster to ask this humanoid library directly than to search slowly in the vast books.

So he walked over, placed a stack of books opposite her, and sat down.

Hermione raised her head and realized that it was Jerry. She immediately put on a defensive posture, which made Jerry very hurt.

"I thought we were friends."

Seeing the boy's disappointed look, Hermione felt soft-hearted for a moment, and then she immediately warned herself: These are all acting skills!It's a young man's conspiracy!What's more, there are so many Slytherin girls circling around him, I'm afraid they've long been happy and unhappy...

Thinking of this, she steeled her heart and said coldly: "Not since the day you entered Slytherin."

"You are discriminating against the academy!" Jerry's eyes widened, "I'm so angry! When will the Slytherins stand up..."

"No!" Hermione said angrily, "Who told you to lie to me that you were born as a Muggle?"

"I'm not lying to you, I did come from a Muggle orphanage." Jerry emphasized the word orphanage.

"You're still lying to me! I checked and Slytherin has never had any record of recruiting Muggle-born students."

Seeing that the girl's attitude had relaxed, Jerry hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and told her all his previous guesses.

At first glance, Hermione was also stunned, her little mouth opened slightly, which was really cute.

It took a while before he came back to his senses: "Okay... even if what you said makes sense..."

"Then are we still friends?"

Haha, I'm afraid they are called friends but actually subordinates, right?

Some time ago, in order to study future opponents, she specially found all the careerists in the past few hundred years - including the first and second generation Dark Lords, and carefully studied their life stories, and was deeply inspired.

Didn't the first generation Dark Lord like to say "my friends" the most?

And Voldemort also likes to call his subordinates "family".

Thinking of the boy's wolfish ambition, Hermione's eyes became firm again: "I will not admit defeat! Unless you can defeat me openly! What do you think, do you want to compete with me?"

She gave Jerry a challenging look.

Jerry: "..."

What on earth is this girl fighting?

Could it be some serious illness?

Did he know that children of this age will suffer from a terminal disease called "chuunibyou"?

Specific symptoms include: Pretending to have the power of the Black Dragon in your arm, treating everyone around you as agents sent by a mysterious organization...

It is impossible to communicate with them normally. You can only follow their words, record this dark history, and show it to them in a few years.

"Okay..." Jerry raised his hands helplessly, "So as an old enemy, would you mind exchanging information with me?"