Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

Jerry picked up the ring and focused his gaze intently on it.

The ring is golden yellow, without a single impurity, like pure gold. Its surface is smooth as a mirror, devoid of any gemstones, simple yet antique in style.

Jerry gently turned the ring and discovered a ring of inscriptions engraved on the inside. These characters were not runes, but a mysterious script that Jerry had never seen before. He tried to decipher them, but they seemed to be an ancient, lost language that Jerry could not understand.

Jerry turned his attention back to the outside of the ring and noticed an engraving resembling a Deathly Hallows symbol. This symbol was unlike any Deathly Hallows symbol Jerry knew; it seemed more like a simplified or modified version.

The ring's logo now features a lightning bolt design, making the entire logo appear more mysterious and complex.

After much deliberation, Jerry concluded that if the other party really wanted to kill him, there was no need to go to the trouble of getting a ring; the cost-effectiveness was far less than eating a melon.

In the end, Jerry couldn't resist and decided to try the ring on.

Jerry had just slipped the ring onto his left middle finger, preparing to admire the mysterious ornament, when suddenly something strange happened. The ring began to shrink rapidly, constricting his middle finger as if some mysterious force was pulling at it.

"Hiss~" Jerry gasped painfully, clutching his middle finger tightly with his right hand, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

Surprisingly, though the ring was deeply embedded in Jerry's finger, not a single drop of blood flowed. It seemed as if all the blood had been absorbed by the ring.

As the blood was absorbed, the markings on the ring's surface gradually became more vibrant. What had initially appeared ordinary began to glow red after absorbing the blood, as if it had been given life.

As time went on, the red light on the ring became more and more vibrant, as if it had formed some kind of connection with Jerry's life energy.

Jerry felt a strange connection between his fingers and the ring, as if a mysterious bond had been established between them.

As the red light on the ring grew brighter, the pain in Jerry's left middle finger disappeared. Just as Jerry breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly, a tremendous force surged from the ring on his left hand.

This powerful and mysterious force wanted to pull him into an unknown world.

At that moment, Jerry suddenly realized that the broken ring was actually a door key.

However, by the time he realized this, it was too late.

Immediately afterward, Jerry felt a strong wave of dizziness wash over him, as if the whole world was spinning. His vision blurred for a moment, and then with a "whoosh," Jerry was instantly sucked into another space.

Chapter 50 The Ruins of the Isolated Island

In the vast and boundless Pacific Ocean, a small island stands alone, as if it were the end of the world.

The island is small in size, but its terrain is extremely rugged, surrounded by steep cliffs and in the middle of a high mountain that is difficult to climb.

The island was devoid of any plants or even any signs of life, resembling a desolate and lifeless wasteland.

However, high above the island, a black vortex suddenly appeared. Immediately afterwards, a figure fell from the vortex, crashing straight to the ground.

Jerry, who was originally in his room at the orphanage, was suddenly teleported a hundred meters into the air by the ring. Fortunately, Jerry woke up in time from the dizziness caused by the teleportation.

Upon realizing its predicament, it immediately transformed into a raven guardian, its body becoming light and powerful. After adjusting its posture, it finally landed smoothly.

Jerry landed panting heavily, his heart still pounding fast and strong.

A surge of anger welled up in Jerry's heart. He vowed that if he ever found out who sent this damn ring, he would definitely make that person eat melon seeds—and he would make sure they were thoroughly eaten!

After calming down, Jerry began to carefully examine his left hand.

He discovered that the middle finger of his left hand was intact and completely empty, as if the mysterious ring had never been there.

However, Jerry could clearly sense the ring's presence; it was right beneath the flesh of his left middle finger, seemingly fused with the bone of his finger.

Jerry tried squeezing or touching his middle finger, but didn't feel anything unusual.

He tried to bend or stretch his fingers forcefully, but there was no resistance.

However, whenever Jerry tried to sense the ring's presence with his mind, he could clearly feel it quietly hidden below his left middle finger.

Just as Jerry was feeling puzzled and uneasy about the ring, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on the inside of his left wrist.

This sudden sensation startled Jerry, who quickly pulled up his sleeve to see what had happened.

When Jerry looked at the inside of his left wrist, he found a black mark the size of a thumbnail. The shape and style of the mark were exactly the same as the pattern on the outside of the ring, as if it were part of the ring branded onto his skin.

Jerry tried to touch and squeeze the black mark with his fingers, but strangely, he didn't feel anything; it was just like a regular mark or tattoo.

With a sigh, Jerry reluctantly abandoned his plan to continue examining the ring and the black mark. He looked up at the blazing sun overhead, then around at the vast ocean, his thoughts racing.

Now, he needs to start thinking about how to survive on this desolate island.

Jerry arrived at the edge of the deserted island, took off his thick coat, and cautiously walked along the rugged cliffs, trying to find a path leading down the cliff.

The island wasn't large, and Jerry soon returned after exploring it, only to find himself even more desperate. The island was surrounded by steep cliffs with no sign of descending, and now there was no fresh water, let alone seawater to drink.

Moreover, Jerry discovered something strange: not only were there no signs of life around, but the seawater was also an eerie deep black.

Left with no other choice, Jerry headed towards the mountains on the island. He knew that the ring had brought him here for a reason.

The path to the summit was even more treacherous; by the time they reached the halfway point, there was nowhere left to put their feet. With no other option, Jerry, no longer concerned with conserving his magic, transformed into a guardian spirit and flew to the top.

The mountaintop was just as barren as the area below, but Jerry soon noticed something unusual: he found a dilapidated ancient ruin on the summit.

The buildings in these ruins were all made of stone, and they have all collapsed, leaving only some ruins and collapsed stone pillars.

Jerry searched the ruins for a long time, hoping to find some useful items or written records about the ruins. However, after much effort, Jerry did not find any valuable clues.

Everything in the ruins seems to have been erased by time, leaving only broken walls and collapsed stone pillars.

Just as Jerry was about to give up the search, he suddenly sensed a reaction from the ring on his left hand, as if it were guiding him. He was somewhat surprised, but still decided to follow the ring's guidance.

Following the ring's directions with some skepticism, Jerry arrived at an open area next to the ruins. He had searched this place before but found nothing.

Just when he thought the ring was a mistake, a stone tablet suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

“This, this is…” Jerry murmured to himself, staring in shock at the stone tablet before him.

The stone tablet is pure white, about five meters high and two meters wide, and is covered with densely packed mysterious characters.

Jerry approached the stone tablet and found its surface smooth as a mirror, spotless, a stark contrast to its dilapidated surroundings. Time had left no trace on it, as if time itself had been quietly preserved.

As Jerry approached, the ring hidden on the middle finger of his left hand became visible.

After seeing the ring appear, Jerry wondered if he could take it off now.

But to Jerry's surprise, before he could even make a move, the ring easily slipped off his finger.

Looking at the ring in his right palm, Jerry was momentarily incredulous. Was it really that simple?

Just as Jerry was feeling relieved and puzzled about successfully removing the ring, the ring in his hand suddenly seemed to come alive, turning into a beam of light and instantly merging into the stone tablet like a pebble falling into water.

The stone tablet underwent a transformation the instant the ring disappeared. It gradually became transparent, then turned into a liquid that floated in mid-air.

"Oh no!" Seeing the situation before him, Jerry knew in his heart that something was wrong and turned around to try to escape.

However, the stone tablet integrated into the ring suddenly released a powerful suction force, pulling Jerry entirely into the liquid.

The force was so powerful that Jerry couldn't resist it at all. He felt himself being swallowed by the liquid, and his body gradually lost control.

Jerry struggled, trying to break free from the suction, but all his efforts were in vain.

Just after Jerry was completely swallowed, the liquid stone tablet suddenly experienced a violent fluctuation. A powerful energy, like a storm brewing, surged out from within the stone tablet, enveloping Jerry within it.

Jerry was instantly enveloped by this energy, as if he had fallen into a chaotic world.

Jerry felt himself being pulled by a tremendous force, his body beyond his control.

Under the influence of this force, Jerry's consciousness gradually blurred, and he slowly drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 51 The Missing Jerry

"Good morning, madam. I'm looking for Jerry. We arranged to have him come to my house today!"

After Christmas, on the eve of the start of school, Jerry and Hermione had already agreed that Jerry would visit Hermione's house that day, spend the night there, and then head to Hogwarts together the next day.

Therefore, Hermione woke her father early and drove through the morning mist to the orphanage on the outskirts of the city.

"I'm sorry, kid, Jerry went out on business and hasn't been back for several days."

Hearing the old woman's words, Hermione's eyes flashed with surprise and disbelief. She frowned and asked, "Jerry and I made plans, how could he not be here? Where did he go?"

Seeing Hermione's confused and anxious expression, Granny gently patted her hand and explained, "Jerry is indeed not at the orphanage. He left in a hurry and didn't tell me where he went."

A hint of doubt flashed in Hermione's eyes as she asked, "May I go to his bedroom?"

“Of course, please come with me.” Hermione followed the old woman to Jerry’s room on the second floor of the orphanage. She opened the door and found the room spotless and the bed neatly made.

Hermione entered the room and gently touched the blankets. Finding them cold, she felt a pang of disappointment.

It seems Jerry really didn't come back last night.

Hermione sighed, sat down dejectedly on the edge of Jerry's bed, and reached out to open Jerry's bedside table.

Just as Hermione was about to open the cupboard, an old hand suddenly grabbed her wrist. She looked up in surprise and saw the old woman looking at her sternly.

“Child,” the old woman said sternly, “even though you are Jerry’s friend, it is impolite to rummage through other people’s things.”

After hearing this, Hermione gently pulled her hand away from the old woman's and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to see Jerry's things and learn about his life."

The old woman smiled slightly and said, "I understand how you feel."

Hermione nodded and then asked, "Madam, did Jerry say anything to you before he left the orphanage? Like when he would be back, or what to do if someone came looking for him?"

After thinking for a while, the old woman shook her head and said, "No, Jerry only told me before he left that he had to go out for a few days because of an urgent matter."

Hermione felt a surge of annoyance upon hearing the old woman's words.

She could understand that Jerry had to break his promise due to unforeseen circumstances, but what she couldn't accept was that Jerry knew she was coming to see him, yet he left without even saying goodbye.

This made Hermes feel ignored and neglected.

However, Hermione became worried again when she thought that Jerry had been gone for several days and there had been no word from him.

Hermione began to worry that Jerry might be in some trouble or difficulty, and this worry made her feel even more troubled and uneasy.

When Mr. Granger saw Hermione emerge from the orphanage alone, looking dejected, he couldn't help but go up to her and ask, "Honey, what's wrong? What happened? Where's the boy?"

Hearing her father's concerned question, Hermione's eyes suddenly turned red. She fought back her tears and replied in a soft voice, "Jerry went out on business."

Seeing his daughter's disappointment and anxiety, Mr. Granger stroked her hair tenderly and comforted her, "Don't worry, honey! School starts tomorrow, right? Ask him then why he broke his promise."

Hermione felt slightly relieved after hearing her father's words. She knew he cared about her, so she didn't say anything more. The two got into the car together and returned home.

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