Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

The number of card draws is currently 0. According to the system's explanation, card draw opportunities can be obtained by learning magic knowledge. In other words, if Jerry studies magic diligently, the system will reward him with card draws.

Hmm, this tactic looks familiar. Jerry's liver suddenly felt a chill. Is Jerry going to develop into a liver king/scrolling king?

……

"Grandma, I received an admission notice from a school, and I'm going to study there."

"which school?"

"...Magic school."

The old woman: "...". She was a Catholic.

“I wasn’t scammed…” Jerry tried his best to explain to her.

"Boom, boom, boom"

A knock sounded at the door. Jerry, who was hoarse from explaining to his nanny, got up and opened the door. An old man with a long silver-white beard and a kind and wise face stood in the doorway.

Jerry paused for a moment at the door, then quickly regained his composure.

"Sir, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for you, child." His smile was warm and kind, making people feel at ease.

Aren't you going to invite me in first?

Jerry then realized what was happening and invited him into the room.

"Old sir, what brings you to Jerry?" the old woman asked first, her gaze scrutinizing him.

“Madam, don’t worry, I am the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You can call me Dumbledore.”

“Sir, this is not funny, and I don’t believe a school principal would come to pick up a student in person. If you don’t tell the truth, I’m going to call the police.” With that, the old woman picked up the phone, ready to call the police.

Dumbledore smiled, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the sofa leaning against the wall floated up.

"OMG~ God bless, may the Lord forgive." The old woman was startled and quickly confessed to the Lord.

Jerry stood to the side, his eyes filled with fervor. This was amazing! Was this the power of magic?

"Madam, it is obvious that I am a wizard."

"So the magic school is real, and Jerry is a wizard too?"

"Of course, the fact that Jerry could receive a notice from Hogwarts means that he has magic within him and that a magical outburst has occurred."

Jerry scratched his head awkwardly. He hadn't gained the victim's memories after transmigrating, so he didn't know about the magic upheaval. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made so many plans.

"Headmaster, could you tell me about Hogwarts?"

“Of course.” Dumbledore looked at Jerry with a kind expression.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry consists of four houses: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin."

"The first step for new students is to be assigned to a house. The school will divide students into four houses. As for how they are divided, child, I can't tell you now, because it's a tradition in the magical world."

"But you don't need to worry. All four houses are excellent. Gryffindor represents courage and boldness, Hufflepuff represents hard work, patience and loyalty, Ravenclaw represents wisdom, creativity and understanding, and Slytherin represents ambition, shrewdness and leadership."

"No matter which college you enter, you will receive excellent training. The professors at the school..."

"What? A professor dies at Hogwarts every year? Jerry, this school is too dangerous."

"Madam, no, no, some are just unable to move. And the students at the school are very safe; there have been very few student deaths over the years."

The old woman was still a little worried. In her opinion, even without magic, Jerry would have a bright future with his intelligence.

"Jerry, you're more mature than other kids your age. It's your decision."

Jerry definitely wanted to go to Hogwarts, and when she heard his decision, the matron didn't stop him and reluctantly agreed.

"Headmaster, how much is the tuition at your school? Jerry is an orphan, and the school's financial situation isn't very good," the old woman said with a worried expression.

"Don't worry, ma'am, the Muggle freshman will receive a loan. It's not much, but it will definitely be enough for him."

“Madam, it’s inevitable that Jerry will go to Hogwarts to study. The magic within a young wizard is very dangerous. If he doesn’t receive proper guidance, Jerry’s life could be in danger.”

"Alright~" Hearing Dumbledore's words, the old lady finally agreed.

The old lady talked to Dumbledore for a long time, and finally asked him if magic existed, then did the host exist?

……

"Alright, Jerry, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning to go to Diagon Alley and buy all your school supplies. I'll be going now, goodbye, madam." Dumbledore stood up to leave.

"Jerry, see this old gentleman off. As the principal, it's really admirable that he's still traveling around at such an advanced age."

Jerry escorted Headmaster Dumbledore to the orphanage gate.

“Jerry, although you don’t have parents, you live in an environment of love.”

“Grandma was really good to us,” Jerry replied affirmatively.

"Remember, child, love is the greatest magic." With that, he disappeared from Jerry's sight.

"Whoo~"

Jerry breathed a sigh of relief. He had been under immense pressure during his time with Dumbledore, given the many secrets he held. He was also relieved that the old man was not one to casually use Legilimency.

"Jerry, come here for a second." The old woman stood by the window of the second-floor office and called to Jerry downstairs.

"Mammy, what's the matter?"

"Here, keep it safe."

The old woman took an envelope from the drawer and gave it to Jerry. He opened it and saw that it contained money: 150 pounds.

"Aren't you going shopping tomorrow? It's always good to bring more money."

"Grandma~" Jerry's eyes reddened...

Chapter 3 Diagon Alley

"啕~"

On a street with hardly any people, Jerry leaned against the wall with his right hand, his stomach churning, a feeling of nausea rising from his stomach to his throat.

"Professor, how did you manage to be completely unharmed?"

"You'll get used to it after a few more times, and don't you think it's interesting and exciting?"

Haha, your old bones will be shaken to pieces by this beat-up knight bus sooner or later.

Early this morning, Professor Dumbledore arrived at the orphanage and took Jerry to Diagon Alley. Jerry thought he was going to be transported by Apparition, but instead, Dumbledore gave him a taste of a unique mode of transportation in the wizarding world—the Knight Bus.

The Knight Bus travels at a very high speed and automatically avoids all obstacles in its path.

However, this mode of transportation is not very comfortable, as it lurches and lurches during the journey and brakes suddenly at stops. As a result, passengers' belongings may roll around, and passengers may fall off their seats or vomit due to motion sickness.

Jerry swore that even if he died, even if he jumped off Hogwarts Castle, he would never ride in such a vehicle again.

……

"Professor, is this the Leaky Cauldron you mentioned?" Standing at the crossroads, Jerry looked around. Although there weren't many pedestrians, no one noticed the bar.

"Come on, let's go in."

Once inside, I discovered it was just a dirty, cramped bar.

The bar was dimly lit and shabby, with a bar counter and a few tables set up in the shadows of a corner.

Dirty, messy, and squalid—that was Jerry's first impression of the place. He couldn't understand how those wizards could even eat here.

"Good morning, Professor Dumbledore. What brings you here today? Would you like a butterbeer? On my side." The bar owner, Tom, greeted them warmly.

"Not today, I still have to take the new students to Diagon Alley, maybe next time."

Tom glanced at Jerry: "I understand, come with me."

After passing the bar counter of the Leaky Cauldron, you will arrive at a small courtyard surrounded by walls on all sides.

On the surface, there's nothing here except for trash cans and some weeds, but the bricks on top of the trash cans are a passageway leading to Diagon Alley.

"Look carefully, little guy. Just count three tiles up from the wall above the dumpster—then count two tiles horizontally, and then tap the wall three times with your wand, and the gates of Diagon Alley will open."

As the wand tapped the wall three times, the brick began to shake, causing the surrounding bricks to move as if rearranging themselves to form a round hole. The hole grew larger and larger until it became an archway, revealing a long street paved with cobblestones.

"Sir, what if someone moves the trash can to another location?"

"Haha, a lot of people have asked this question. You should try it."

Jerry ran over, pulled the trash can to the side, and let go. As if sensing something, the trash can returned to its original position.

"Tom put a spell on the trash can so it will automatically return to its place," Dumbledore explained from the side.

"What if I steal the trash can? Okay, nobody's that bored."

"It's not the trash can that matters, but the brick the wand struck."

“Come on, it’s time to go buy you something,” Dumbledore said gently. Then he took Jerry’s hand and walked into Diagon Alley.

"Let's go to Gringotts first and exchange some Galleons. Muggle money can't be spent in the wizarding world. Wizards have their own currency. Galleons are made of gold with special magic. One Galleon is equal to 17 Sickles or 493 Nats."

"The wizard's exchange rate is terrible, can you even keep track of it?" Jerry couldn't help but complain after hearing this.

Dumbledore laughed heartily when he heard this.

"Professor, don't goblins accept Muggle things?"

"Not necessarily. Fairies will still buy gems and precious metals, but you should be prepared to be pressured to lower the price. The fairies of Gringotts are all very greedy."

The two soon arrived at a towering white building, Gringotts.

Fairy guards dressed in scarlet and gold uniforms stood at the main entrance, bowing to customers as they arrived.

This was Jerry's first time seeing a fairy. After a careful look, he noticed that she was short, had pale skin, a flat nose, and protruding eyes. She looked really strange.

As Professor Dumbledore and I approached the second silver door, which bore the inscription: "Please enter, stranger, but beware what the consequences of greed will be, of taking without sowing..."

Jerry was a little skeptical of these goblins' thought process. What was the point of these signs? Everyone else was robbing banks and risking their lives for you. Who cared about these signs? It would be more practical to just put in a few more security guards.

Passing through the second silver door, we entered a spacious marble hall where about a hundred fairies sat behind a long counter, hastily making entries in a large ledger. Some were weighing coins on scales, while others were examining gems with eyepieces.

Once inside, Jerry and the professor were led to a small counter by a fairy dressed in a suit and tie.