Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

"Jack Klisa, that's my name."

Upon hearing this sentence, a skilled person will know that this is the beginning of a story.

The old man told Jerry a story about a girl.

The girl has had amazing magic talents since she was a child. In the fifth grade, even some teachers were no match for her.

With the help of Principal Dumbledore, the girl left Hogwarts and went to study in the United States, France, Japan and other countries, and her strength increased day by day.

While traveling at the Magic House of Machtokolot, she met her true love.

She could have stayed in Machtokolot and lived a happy life - if it hadn't been for Voldemort.

At that time, Voldemort finally revealed his true face, leading his Death Eaters to massacre Muggles, enslave Muggle-born wizards and squibs, and launch a wizarding war... The British wizarding world was shrouded in fear.

In such a dangerous situation, this girl returned to Hogwarts with the innate courage and justice in her heart and joined the Order of the Phoenix formed by Dumbledore.

As the most powerful wizard in the Order of the Phoenix at that time besides Dumbledore, the girl repeatedly foiled Voldemort's plots and arrested a large number of Death Eaters.

Voldemort hated him deeply, so he hatched a conspiracy to transfer Dumbledore away, and he found the girl alone.

It was an earth-shattering wizard duel, the details of which have long been unknown. The final result was the death of the girl, and Voldemort disappeared for several years.

This girl's name is Morissa Klisa, and she is Jack Klisa's only daughter.

"I never knew she left a diary." The old man said calmly, but his slightly trembling voice showed that he was not as calm in his heart as he seemed on the surface.

"It took me so many years to be discovered by you. Maybe you and her are quite compatible."

Jerry was silent for a moment and solemnly put the diary into his robe.

Jack smiled and slowly stood up from the chair. Jerry noticed that he only had one leg, and where the other leg used to be, there was a prosthetic leg made of wood.

Jack slowly walked into the store. Just when Jerry was hesitating to follow, a voice came out: "Come in, kid."

Jerry no longer hesitated and walked into the store.As soon as he entered, something flew towards him.

When I caught it, I saw it was something like a compass.

Engraved in the center of the compass is a pattern that is still quite familiar even though it has not been seen for more than ten years - it is in the style of a Bagua chart.

"This is the relic left by Sasha - Dumbledore found it on the battlefield. It may be useful to you."

Jerry's mind moved. Could this be the alchemy tool necessary for practicing light cannon magic - the thing called the Bagua furnace mentioned in the diary?

He tried to input magic power into it according to the method recorded in the diary, and the eight hexagrams surrounding the black and white fish suddenly lit up one by one.

Until the last hexagram "Kun", no matter how much Jerry input the magic power, the light always stayed there and stagnated.

After careful observation, Jerry discovered that the original hexagram image [?7?9] of the Kun hexagram had been forcibly erased by a terrifying crack and turned into the shape of [?7?2].

"I tried with many people, but they couldn't fix it." Jack said with regret when he saw this scene.

"I guess I could try..." Jerry mused.

The main body of this Bagua furnace is well preserved, and only a small section of the magic transmission circuit is damaged.Compared with making a new alchemy tool from scratch, repairing the Bagua furnace is obviously much simpler.

"It belongs to you." The old man looked at it nostalgically for the last time and waved his hand.

"Use it to kill Voldemort, okay?"

"As far as I know, Voldemort is dead." Jerry was a little surprised. Of course he knew that Voldemort was still alive, and was about to go back to Hogwarts with a stick on the back of someone's head.

However, judging from the current consensus in the magic world, most people believe that he has been shattered into pieces and will never come back.

"Dumbledore said he's not dead yet," Jack said firmly, "I believe him."

It's really a strange relationship to have a very bad attitude, but always maintain trust on key issues.

"This is the condition?"

"No, it's just an old man's request." The old man gently bent down and looked at him, with an unprecedented pleading in his voice, "My child, my intuition tells me that you will become a great person... I can wait a little longer. Ten years, 20 years...but promise me that when you have enough ability, you must help me kill him, okay?"

...Old man, you have found the wrong person!

No matter how you look at it, the newly born savior and the Dark Lord's destined enemy is more likely to kill Voldemort than me!

……

On the way back to the Leaky Cauldron, Jerry played with the Bagua Stove in his hand and felt mixed emotions.

His main purpose of making money was to make an alchemy tool for practicing light cannon magic, and now he had achieved it in such an unexpected way.

It's not complicated to repair this thing. Jerry estimates that the reason why those alchemist masters can't repair it is because they don't understand the principles of Bagua.

It's different for me. I had some knowledge of the Book of Changes in my previous life, and at least I was familiar with the classic hexagrams.

What originally required an astronomical number of galleons has become a matter of just a few galleons.

I feel like my motivation is gone all of a sudden.

I want to fish, but I don’t want to work hard.

As for selling books, since there is no shortage of money, it is better to submit the manuscript directly to the publishing houses in the magical world - he saw a few in Diagon Alley today.

It would be quite exciting to think about the possibility of a moving mecha fighting two-way foil.

Returning to the Leaky Cauldron from the wall, as soon as we entered, Old Tom came forward tremblingly.

He didn't know why, but the other party always gave him the feeling that he might turn around and run away at any time.

"Mr. Greengrass is waiting for you at the front desk."

Mr. Greengrass?Who is this jb!

Jerry racked his brains and couldn't remember that he knew a guy named Greengrass.

"Mr. Greengrass is now the manager of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. He has been waiting for you for two hours." Tom reminded in a low voice.

"It was him!"

Jerry suddenly realized it, and then remembered the scene when he kicked him out, and he felt very angry.

I just don't know what he wants from me. It's so urgent that I would rather wait for two hours than ask someone to say a word.

etc!Jerry suddenly thought of a possibility...

Oh my God, the phrase "30 years to the east of Hedong, 30 years to the west of Hexi, when you ask me for help in the future" is just a casual comment!

It was such a coincidence that it was me who asked for it, right?

Connected with his weird physique, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in Jerry's heart. Wasn't he just making up something? !