Hogwarts: I will never become the Dark Lord

The next morning, Harry, Ron, and Neville sat listlessly at the Gryffindor table, looking as if they had lost their souls. Even the steaming breakfast before them couldn't whet their appetites.

Why do you all look so listless?

Upon hearing Jerry's voice, Harry, Harry, and the others looked up at him excitedly, as if they had found their pillar of support, and said, "Jerry, something terrible has happened! Headmaster Dumbledore has left the school!"

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After taking a sip of the congee brought by the house-elf, Jerry looked at the three of them with surprise. "How did you know about this?"

“Last night, we went to Hagrid's hut in our invisibility cloaks!” Harry whispered to the others after observing their surroundings. “And Dumbledore, Minister of Magic Fudge, and Lucius Malfoy also went to Hagrid's hut. We overheard their conversation!”

“That’s right, they suspect Hagrid was responsible for the attack and want to imprison him in Azkaban!”

"It's all Malfoy's father Lucius's fault! He used his position as a member of the Board of Trustees to force Professor Dumbledore out! Grandma was right, they're all bad seeds!"

Jerry frowned, listening to the three of them talking at once and in a jumbled mess, and seemed to be deep in thought.

"I didn't expect Dumbledore to be in such a hurry to go to Egypt! What happened there?" Jerry wondered to himself.

“Jerry, what should we do? Dumbledore is gone, and they'll probably have to close the school. After he leaves, there will definitely be attacks every day.”

"Wait for me at Hagrid's Hut tonight, we're going to the Forbidden Forest!" Jerry said, leaving the hall amidst the three's puzzled gazes.

It wasn't that Jerry didn't want to explain to Harry and the others, but he felt that with their limited intelligence... it was better to let them fill in the blanks themselves!

"What does Jerry mean? Why do we need to go to the Forbidden Forest?"

The three exchanged a glance and then shook their heads.

“I know!” Harry suddenly clapped his hands, looking confidently at Ron and Neville. “It’s the spider! Jerry must be leading us to the spider! Hagrid said last night before he was taken away, ‘If anyone is looking for something, just follow the spider, and you’ll find the right direction!’”

It must be!

Ron and Neville looked at Harry with a bewildered expression, then scratched their heads, feeling itchy as if their brains were about to grow!

Jerry: See! I told you Harry was smart from a young age!

Chapter 139 I never expected you to be this kind of beast!

Under the deep darkness of night, Harry, Ron, and Neville hesitated and paced anxiously outside Hagrid's hut.

"Why hasn't Jerry arrived yet? Could he have forgotten?" Ron exhaled a puff of white breath and slowly moved around to warm himself up.

Although winter had passed, the forest nights remained bitterly cold. Since Hagrid's arrest, his hut near the Forbidden Forest had been locked by the Ministry of Magic, and Harry and his friends had tried numerous unlocking spells, but to no avail. Thus, the three of them huddled in a corner, seeking shelter from the night's chill.

“Probably not, Jerry isn’t Neville!” Harry pulled his coat tighter and rubbed his hands together to warm them. “Besides, Jerry doesn’t have an invisibility cloak, so it’s definitely not as easy for him as it is for us to sneak out of Hogwarts.”

Neville: "..." Just talk about Jerry, why bring me into this again!

Not far from the three, an unusually peculiar raven perched on a branch. Its scarlet eyes were deep and mysterious, revealing an extraordinary wisdom. In the moonlight, its purplish-black feathers glowed faintly, a light so faint it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, yet it gave off an eerie and incredible feeling.

Jerry arrived at Hagrid's hut early, even before Harry and the others. However, he didn't rush to reveal himself. Instead, he skillfully maintained his raven form, quietly perched in the shadow of a high branch, watching Harry, Ron, and Neville below, who were shivering from the cold.

During the day, Jerry was struggling with how to lure out the person who had sneaked into his dorm room the night before when Harry and his two nemesis delivered themselves to his doorstep. It was just when he was worried about having no one, a sweet treat fell from the sky.

Why not take advantage of bait that's offered to you on a silver platter?

Unfortunately, Jerry had taken the bait outside the castle to lure him out, and almost the entire night had passed, but there was still no sign of him. It seemed that the other party was more cautious than he had imagined.

Although Jerry still didn't know the other person's true identity, he was certain that their appearance was not accidental, but rather a targeted attack against him. The other person didn't want to make a big fuss, which meant they either planned to eliminate Jerry quietly, or they had other reasons for contacting him.

"I'm sorry I'm late, I've kept you waiting!"

The sudden sound startled Harry and his friends, who quickly huddled together, their eyes fixed on the direction of the sound. They only breathed a sigh of relief when Jerry emerged from the darkness.

"Jerry, you're finally here! I thought you'd forgotten about tonight's operation!"

"Sorry, something came up!" Jerry said apologetically. He felt really bad for letting them act as bait and stand here in the cold wind all night.

"What should we do now? Should we go straight into the forbidden forest?"

"Put on your invisibility cloaks and follow behind me. Remember to keep your voices down. There are plenty of centaurs in the Forbidden Forest. If they spot us, we're in big trouble!"

Harry and his two companions nodded emphatically upon hearing this.

"Baa, we should get going!" Harry and the others called out to Hagrid's black hound in the doghouse after they had grabbed their invisibility cloaks.

“Hagrid said we have to follow the spider’s trail, let’s go!” Jerry said, taking his wand out of his pocket and whispering, “Fluorescence!” A beam of light emanated from the tip of the wand, just enough for them to see if there were any spiders in the road.

So they entered the Forbidden Forest, with Tooth running merrily around them, leaving trails of curious breath as it touched tree roots or brushed against leaves. Using the faint light of Jerry's wand, they carefully followed the spiders that scurried along the forest path. Time passed quietly, and about twenty minutes later, the group continued on in silence, paying attention only to the unknown sounds besides breaking branches and rustling leaves.

The surrounding trees grew so dense that even the starlight overhead was obscured. In this boundless darkness, Jerry's wand became the only source of light. And then, they realized with alarm that the spider guides had strayed from their intended path.

"Rustle!" A noise came from the bushes nearby. Jerry immediately became alert and whispered to Harry and the other two, who were already on edge, "Something's coming. Be careful."

Just as Jerry finished speaking, a graceful and elegant white figure darted out from the dense branches of the trees nearby.

"It's a unicorn!" Harry exclaimed. "It's so beautiful!"

Ron and Neville stared in surprise at the elegant, white figure before them, exclaiming in astonishment.

"Keep your voices down, or you'll attract the centaurs!" Jerry turned and whispered a warning. It's just a unicorn, look at you all, so naive.

Jerry looked at the unicorn in front of him and saw that it was standing motionless in front of the group. He smiled and reached out to touch it as a gesture of goodwill (actually, he wanted to pluck some of the unicorn's fur).

But to the surprise of the four people present, the unicorn not only dodged Jerry's malicious hand, but also spat in Jerry's face.

Luckily, Jerry reacted quickly and dodged to the side. However, Neville, standing behind him, was unlucky; the sticky saliva sprayed directly onto his face!

Damn it!

Jerry looked at the unicorn with its cheeky expression and cursed under his breath.

Although I've always relied on my exceptional talent and tireless efforts, unlike Lockhart who makes a living based on his looks, do you even know how much of a shadow that spit on a young, underage wizard can cast? Do you even know?

Neville never imagined that the unicorn, which seemed to embody beauty, nobility, and elegance, would collapse so quickly.

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I never imagined you were such a beast!

Neville instinctively screamed when the disgusting saliva splattered onto his cheek. Fortunately, Harry and Ron reacted quickly, covering his mouth to suppress the scream.

Seeing this, the unicorn gave Jerry a mocking smile, then nimbly passed through the bushes and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Jerry: ? ?

When did I ever offend a unicorn?

"Was that a unicorn just now?" Harry and Ron stared blankly, unable to process the collapse of its animalistic design for a long time.

"It's disgusting! Why am I always the one who gets unlucky?" Neville said dejectedly.

"All cleaned up!" Jerry waved his wand at Neville, making the sticky saliva disappear and feel a little better.

"Don't forget our purpose tonight!" Jerry whispered a reminder.

Harry and Ron calmed down, while Neville continued to wipe his face with a handkerchief. Although Jerry had used magic to clean up the saliva, he still felt uncomfortable, as if the nauseating feeling still lingered on his face.

“Okay, I’m fine now, let’s go!” Neville said with a sigh after a moment.

After a while, the group came to a place that sloped downwards, although the trees were still as dense as before.

Suddenly, Tooth let out a loud bark that echoed through the woods, accompanied by a rumbling sound in the distance.

"What's that noise?" Everyone peered out in the darkness.

"Calm down, this... sounds like a car!" Jerry scratched his head, his tone filled with doubt.

“It’s a car, that’s right, it’s my dad’s car!” Ron said excitedly.

The group quickly walked towards the source of the sound and soon arrived at an open space.

The car was parked in the middle of a circle of dense trees, with a dense and intertwined canopy of branches and leaves overhead. The car was empty, and the headlights shone brightly.

The car's wings were torn and covered in mud. It had clearly developed a habit of moving alone in the woods.

Harry and Ron looked at the familiar car with delight, leaned against it, and patted it.

"Obstacles upon Obstacles (Obstacle Spell)"

Jerry didn't speak, but instead raised his wand, his eyes fixed on a spot ten feet above the ground behind Harry and Ron.

The two who had come to their senses looked back, their faces turning ashen with fright.

A giant spider, with six strangely long, hairy legs, approached the two of them. It had a pair of large, shiny black pincers that made a clicking sound.

"Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!" Ron screamed in fright.

These spiders are unlike any other. Each one is as large as a horse pulling a cart, with eight eyes and eight legs, and its body is black and hairy, resembling a giant monster.

Harry, pulling Ron who was frozen in shock, quickly moved closer to Jerry and Neville.

"Jerry, what should we do?" Harry asked, swallowing hard as he looked at the countless spiders approaching them.

"What do we do? Of course we fight our way out!" Unlike the panicked expressions of the others, Jerry's eyes inexplicably gleamed with excitement.

Chapter 140 Dumbledore, where are you? Help me!

Within the misty, hemispherical spiderweb, a spider as large as a small elephant slowly emerged. Its body and legs were shades of gray, and each eye on its ugly head with large pincers was covered by a layer of white film.

"What happened?" it asked, its two large pincers swinging rapidly, making a clicking sound.

“Human,” said a smaller spider nearby.

"Is that Hagrid?" Aragog asked, a hint of doubt in its voice. As it slowly approached, its eight milky-white eyes stared blankly around.

"He's a stranger."

"Kill them," Aragog said impatiently, its voice echoing through the night, upon hearing that they were strangers. "Don't bother me; I'm resting."

"We are Hagrid's friends." Harry's voice trembled slightly, and his heart seemed to leap out of his throat.

The air around them was filled with clicking and clacking sounds, the sounds of the spiders' large pincers moving.

"Hagrid is in trouble," Harry said, his breath coming in gasps, "which is why we've come here for help."

"Dilemma?" the old spider asked, a hint of concern lurking in the clicking sound.

Harry tried to sit up, but his body felt weak. He lay on the ground, trying to keep his voice steady.