Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord

Wentworth watched the Imperius Curse fall on him, and countless questions flashed through his mind, why did he have a portkey on his bed? Who is the opponent? Are you in the same group as those guys I met when I first traveled here?

But what Wentworth is more worried about is that the other party uses the Imperius Curse instead of the Killing Curse in the Unforgivable Curse. He must be trying to do something through himself, or what the other party wants to know. Wentworth is worried that the other party will use it For yourself, do something that makes you regret it.

But no matter how worried Wentworth was, the curse finally fell on Wentworth. For a moment, Wentworth felt as if his eyes were blank.

"Wentworth? Wentworth, wake up! Are you dreaming? Go back to the dormitory and sleep!"

Wentworth opened his eyes suddenly, stood up with a roll, and took out his wand.

"Wow, Wentworth, what are you doing? Trick or treat? The problem is that I lost all my candy to Green!"

Wentworth looked at Cedric who raised his hands high in front of him with an exaggerated expression on his face, but he didn't react for a long time.

Shaking his head vigorously to make himself feel more awake, Wentworth glanced around and saw the extremely familiar environment around him, as well as the jack-o-lanterns hanging around the Hufflepuff common room.

It was only then that Wentworth gradually realized that he seemed to have had a dream just now, but that dream was so real that until now, Wentworth can still clearly remember every scene and plot in the dream.

"Hello, Wentworth, what's the matter with you? Are you not well?"

Cedric seemed to see that something was wrong with Wentworth's state, and walked over in some surprise, and put his hand on Wentworth's forehead.

"It's not hot, but why are you sweating so much?"

Cedric asked with some puzzlement.

After finally confirming that it was just a dream, Wentworth couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and then sat down on the bench in the Hufflepuff lounge.

At this time, Green also dropped the cards in his hand and walked over, then took out a chocolate frog from his body and put it in Wentworth's palm.

"Obviously, I had a nightmare! Eat a piece of chocolate to recover! But, Wentworth, I'm curious what kind of nightmare can scare you like this? Why, when you grow up, you find that you can't find a wife? Haha!"

Looking at Green who was laughing beside him, Wentworth and Cedric couldn't help but rolled their eyes at the same time.

"I dreamed of Merlin!"

Wentworth talked to the two of them pretending to be mysterious.

"I'm going, really? What does Merlin look like? What did he tell you?"

Green came up all of a sudden and asked curiously, even Cedric pricked up his ears.

"Merlin asked me to make a wish. I said that I wanted a dragon as a pet. Merlin said that dragons are too difficult to tame, so I asked me to change my wish. I said, I want Green to stop being stupid in the future. After a moment of silence, Merlin said kindly. Tell me, boy, what color do you want the dragon?"

After Wentworth finished speaking, the three of them were silent for a while.

"Pfft!"

Cedric couldn't help it first, and accidentally laughed, and then Green threw Wentworth down in Hufflepuff's common room with black lines all over his face.

"Just kidding, kidding, senior Green, come and help me, Cedric!"

Wentworth begged for mercy and asked for help, but Cedric didn't intend to reach out at all. He just laughed and watched Wentworth being crushed by Green.

The three of them had a fight, and then let each other go, but after such a fight, Wentworth felt that he had finally returned to his soul.

After all, the dream he had just now was so real that Wentworth even felt that if he went straight back to the dormitory just now,

Whether I can sleep tonight is a question.

Playfully saying goodbye to Cedric and Green, Wentworth walked towards his dormitory in a good mood.

Just as soon as he opened the door, his eyes subconsciously swept across his bed. Wentworth felt a cold air from bottom to top, instantly sweeping his whole body. Wentworth could even clearly feel that every inch of his skin was trembling.

Wentworth's eyes widened, and he looked at his bed facing away from him in disbelief, with a pumpkin head placed on it, just like in a dream!

Wentworth stood at the door of the dormitory for a long time, swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva unconsciously, then drew out his wand, pointed it in the direction of the pumpkin head, and then slowly moved his body, turning to face it.

When Wentworth could clearly see two cool candle lights flickering inside the pumpkin head, Wentworth was so nervous that he almost lost his grip on his wand.

But at the same time, unlike in the dream, Wentworth is now very sure that this jack-o-lantern is not the one he personally made during the day. Although these things look similar to each other, Wentworth I'm pretty sure that what I made isn't as pretty as this one.

Wentworth quickly looked to the side, and found that the other three people in the same dormitory hadn't come back yet, and on their beds, there were also jack-o'-lanterns in the same dress.

Even so, Wentworth still didn't rush to check the jack-o-lantern on his bed. After all, even the irascible book friends knew that there must be something wrong with such a weird situation!

Wentworth hurried to Cedric and Green's bedroom and called them out.

"Hey, do you know what this is?"

The dumbfounded two were called out from their respective dormitories by Wentworth. Wentworth dragged them back to his dormitory, and then pointed to the pumpkin on his bed and asked.

"Oh, you said this. This is our Hufflepuff tradition. This is why we make pumpkin lanterns by ourselves during the day. Our dean, Professor Sprout, will give every Hufflepuff Prepare candy and put it under this jack-o-lantern."

As Green explained, he reached out to pick up the jack-o-lantern on Wentworth's bed.

"stop!"

Seeing this, Wentworth quickly stepped forward and grabbed Green's wrist.

"What are you doing? It's just some candy, and it's nothing shady!"

Green clutched his wrist and said with some dissatisfaction.

On the other hand, Wentworth pulled Green, took a few steps back, and then let go of Green's hand.

"Wentworth, what happened, how do I feel, you are a little afraid of this jack-o-lantern? It's a pumpkin!"

Cedric on the side seemed to see that there was something wrong with Wentworth's expression, so he couldn't help asking suspiciously.

Wentworth looked at the pumpkin on his bed, and the previous dream kept reappearing in his mind, especially the last one, the sense of despair of watching the Unforgivable Curse fall on him, let Wentworth Some could not help trembling.

"I think someone is trying to kill me."

Wentworth said softly.