Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

Chapter 35 Abby's Golf Clubs

After experiencing the new spell, Jerry glanced at his lottery chances and saw that he had thirty left. He immediately decided to seize this lucky moment and use up all his remaining chances in one go!

Draw a card!

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Thank you for your patronage.

Chocolate Frog

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"Venom of Aragog (1 pint)"

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"Cockroach Heap"

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"It's okay, this ten-pull is just a prelude. The next ten-pull will definitely yield a gold item," Jerry reassured himself.

Draw a card!

Thank you for your patronage.

Thank you for your patronage.

Chocolate Frog

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Thank you for your patronage.

Abby's Golf Clubs

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Thank you for your patronage.

"Wand: Ebony, 9 inches, Dragon Heartstring, Resilient"

Jerry held the ebony wand he had just drawn from the system and casually swung it around. Although it wasn't as easy to use as his usual yew wand, it was still pretty good overall.

Most importantly, this is a wand with no record of being manufactured or purchased.

While in Diagon Alley, Jerry tried to buy an extra wand, but Ollivander refused.

In his original plan, Jerry had considered stealing a dark wizard's wand. But now, he no longer needs to risk his life to find a new wand.

His plan was to use the ebony wand to complete the task of not being able to find the light. All items drawn by the system could be put into the system space, and the wand would be stored in the system space after use.

Aurors can detect which spells you have recently used using your wand. If someone wants to have their wand checked, they simply need to hand over their yew wand for inspection.

After putting away the ebony wand, Jerry took out a golf club. He originally thought it was just an ordinary item, but the system gave him a surprise.

Abby's Golf Club: Creatures hit by the club will enter a state of maternal love for the next ten hours.

Ugh~ What a disgusting cue!

Jerry took out a stun gun from the system space, held a golf club in his right hand, and suddenly had a bold idea!

What if you used a stun gun to knock Quirrell down, and then hit him on the back of the head with a golf club?

I can't even imagine what this scene would be like!

With only ten draws left, Jerry didn't hesitate and drew them all!

Thank you for your patronage.

Thank you for your patronage.

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Thank you for your patronage.

Thank you for your patronage.

Thank you for your patronage.

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Staring at the results of the final ten-pull, Jerry felt a pang of disappointment; he hadn't even received a consolation prize of a snack.

After steadying himself by reaching out to the wall, Jerry kept reassuring himself, "It's okay, it's okay, tonight's haul has been big enough..."

Damn! (╯°Д°)╯︵ ┻━┻

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The next morning, in the Spells class classroom.

“Alright, everyone, pay attention! Don’t forget that subtle wrist movement we’ve been practicing! A flick and a snap, remember that rhythm.” Professor Flitwick stood on his pile of books and said in his usual high-pitched voice, “A flick and a snap, it seems simple, but it actually requires precise control and practice.”

He picked up a wand and began to demonstrate the action. With a slight flick of his wrist, the wand flew out, and then he flicked his wrist again, causing the wand to trace an arc in the air.

“You must pronounce the incantation accurately, or there may be unexpected consequences,” he warned. “Remember, never pronounce ‘f’ as ‘s’, or you will find yourself lying on the floor with a bison standing on your chest! So everyone must be careful!”

Laughter erupted in the classroom, but at the same time, some people nervously swallowed.

After all, nobody wants to be trampled by bison.

After Professor Flitwick finished speaking, he gave everyone a feather to practice with, just like always.

All the young wizards in the classroom were practicing waving their wands, except for Jerry, who was flipping through a book of advanced spells.

Professor Flitwick already knew Jerry's abilities and understood that it was a waste of time to have Jerry practice the Levitation Charm with these young wizards.

Therefore, Professor Flitwick chose not to interfere with Jerry's behavior and let him do as he pleased.

Flitwick glanced at Jerry, then at the group of students beside him who were still troubled by the levitation spell. He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. Sometimes the gap between people was even greater than the gap between people and trolls.

While reflecting on this, Professor Flitwick couldn't help but curse the Sorting Hat's blunder. Such an excellent student clearly should have been sorted into Ravenclaw, not those arrogant Slytherins.

He truly admired Jerry's talent and wisdom.

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After class, Jerry packed his things and got up to find Hermione.

"He..."

Before Jerry could finish speaking, Hermione grabbed a stack of books, lowered her head, and hurriedly left the classroom.

Harry, Ron, and Neville ran over anxiously, saying, "Jerry, hurry and catch up with Hermione! We might have upset her with what we just said. I saw her secretly wiping away tears!"

Upon hearing this, Jerry quickly chased after Hermione in the direction she had left.

Jerry hurried down the corridor, his eyes searching for Hermione.

Before long, Hermione was seen walking silently ahead, her shoulders trembling slightly, clearly crying.

He quickly walked to her side and gently patted her shoulder.

Hermione looked up, her eyes red-rimmed, tears still streaming down her cheeks.

Upon seeing that it was Jerry, Hermione silently wiped away the tears on her face, forced a smile, and said, "I'm fine, Jerry, you don't need to worry about me."

Hermione's voice was slightly hoarse, but she remained strong. Despite her low spirits, she didn't want Jerry to worry too much.

Hermione, do you remember what we said on the train?

Hearing Jerry's words, Hermione nodded and said, "Of course, we are best friends."

"Don't worry, Jerry, I'm really fine. You don't need to worry. I'll be fine on my own."

Hearing Hermione's words, Jerry swallowed back the words of comfort he had intended to say, letting her have some peace and quiet. He understood Hermione's strength and pride, and knew she didn't need much consolation.

After Hermione left, Jerry went to the Great Hall of Hogwarts, which had been decorated for Halloween.

Jerry found the Weasley twins at the Gryffindor table, borrowed the Marauder's Map from them, and began searching for Quirrell's location.

Jerry is going to give this master and servant a lesson in love tonight.

Quirrell is going to unleash a giant tonight, and Jerry is planning to stalk him, then sneak up on him with a stun gun, and finally give them both a saintly buff with a golf club! (?乛?乛?) Hehe!

Chapter 36 The Halloween Eve Attack

As night fell, Jerry's gaze was fixed intently on the Marauder's Map.

Professor Quirrell didn't leave his office all afternoon, while Jerry arrived early on Quirrell's usual route and cleverly hid in an inconspicuous corner.

After some time, Jerry finally noticed that Professor Quirrell was starting to take action and was walking in his direction.

Not long after, Jerry heard Quirrell's footsteps getting closer and closer, and quickly hid behind the wall.

Wall ║?????）

Wall ║???)

As Quirrell approached, Jerry gripped his stun gun tightly, aiming and patiently waiting for the perfect moment. Finally, just as Quirrell was about to open the door and leave, Jerry aimed and fired decisively, striking Quirrell squarely in the back.

The moment Quirrell was shot, his whole body convulsed, and then he fell straight backward with a loud "bang".

Tsk~ Luckily Voldemort didn't have a nose.

Jerry hadn't expected the plan to go so smoothly, and without thinking too much, he quickly stepped forward, pulled out a golf club, and smacked Quirrell hard on the back of the head.

After hearing a muffled groan, whether from Quirrell or Voldemort, Jerry breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the scene.

Jerry ran all the way to the corridor outside the Great Hall of Hogwarts, quietly scanning his surroundings to see if anyone else was there. After confirming it was safe and hearing the commotion inside the Great Hall, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to calm himself down.

Before Jerry could fully recover, the doors to the Great Hall suddenly opened, and the prefects hurriedly left with a group of students. Their faces were serious, as if something important had happened.

Harry, his friends, and Jerry ran over to him in a panic as they went outside. "Jerry, something terrible has happened! A troll has broken into Hogwarts! Hermione didn't come to the dinner party and doesn't know yet!"

Didn't I already take down Quirrell? How come there's still a troll?

Jerry didn't have time to think much. He pulled out the Marauder's Map and searched for Hermione's location, which was in the women's restroom near the basement.