Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord

Wentworth watched the Imperius Curse fall on him, and countless questions flashed in his mind, why did he have a door key on his bed? Who is the other party? Are you in the same group with the guys you met when you just crossed over?

But what Wentworth was more worried about was that the other party used the Imperius Curse in the Unforgivable Curse instead of the Death Curse. He must have wanted to do something through himself, or what the other party wanted to know. Wentworth was worried that the other party would use Do something for yourself that you can't regret.

But no matter how worried Wentworth was, the spell finally fell on Wentworth's body, and in an instant, Wentworth felt as if his eyes were blank.

"Wentworth? Wentworth wakes up! Dreaming? Go back to the bedroom to sleep!"

Wentworth opened his eyes suddenly, rolled to his feet, and took out his wand.

"Wow, Wentworth, what are you doing? Trick or treat if you don't give candy? The problem is that I lost all my candy to Green!"

Wentworth looked at Cedric with his hands raised in front of him and an exaggerated expression on his face. He didn't react for a long time.

Shaking his head vigorously to make himself feel a little more awake, Wentworth then swept his gaze around, and when he saw the extremely familiar surroundings and the jack-o-lanterns hanging around the Hufflepuff common room.

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

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

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

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

Cedric asked in confusion.

Wentworth, who finally determined that it was just a dream, heaved a sigh of relief, and then sat down on the bench in the Hufflepuff lounge.

At this time, Green also threw down 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, it's a nightmare! Eat a piece of chocolate to recover! But, Wentworth, I'm very curious about what kind of nightmare can scare you like this? Why, when you grow up, you find that you can't find a wife? Haha!"

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

"I dreamed of Merlin!"

Wentworth spoke to the two of them, pretending to be mysterious.

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

Green came up at once 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 that I wanted Green to not be stupid in the future. Tell me, boy, what color would you like a dragon?"

After Wentworth finished speaking, the three were silent for a while at the same time.

"Pfft!"

Cedric was the first to hold back, and accidentally laughed, and then Green threw Wentworth down in the Hufflepuff common room with black lines all over his face.

"Just kidding, just kidding, Senior Green, Cedric, come and help me!"

Wentworth begged for help and begged for help, but Cedric had no intention of reaching out at all. He just laughed and watched Wentworth under Green's body.

The three quarreled for a while before letting each other go, but after such a fuss, Wentworth felt that he had finally regained his soul.

After all, the dream I had just now was so real that Wentworth even felt that if he went straight back to the bedroom just now, it would be a problem whether he would be able to sleep tonight.

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

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

Wentworth's eyes widened, and he looked at his bed with his back to him in disbelief, and put a pumpkin head on it, just like in a dream!

Wentworth stood at the door of the bedroom for a long time, swallowing two saliva involuntarily in his throat, then took out his wand, pointed it in the direction of the pumpkin head, and then slowly moved his body to the opposite side of it.

When Wentworth saw clearly the inside of the pumpkin head, which also flickered two cold candles, Wentworth was so nervous that he almost lost his wand.

But at the same time, different from the dream, Wentworth is now very sure that this jack-o-lantern is not the one he made with his own hands during the day. I'm pretty sure I didn't do this pretty well myself.

Wentworth hurriedly looked to the side, and found that the other three people in the same bedroom had not returned, and on their beds, there were also jack-o-lanterns in the same costume.

Even so, Wentworth didn't rashly go to check the jack-o-lantern on his bed~www.NovelMTL.com~ After all, in such a strange situation, even irritable book lovers know that there must be a big problem here!

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 of their dormitories by Wentworth. Wentworth pulled them straight back to his dormitory, and then pointed to the pumpkin on his bed and asked.

"Oh, you say this, this is our Hufflepuff tradition, and that's why we make jack-o-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, not something shameful!"

Green clutched his wrist and said with some dissatisfaction.

Wentworth, on the other hand, 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 scared of this jack-o-lantern? It's a pumpkin!"

Cedric, who was beside him, seemed to see that something was wrong with Wentworth's expression, and asked in confusion.

Wentworth looked at the pumpkin on his bed, the previous dream kept appearing in his mind, especially the last one, watching the unforgivable curse fall on him with a sense of despair, making Wentworth Some could not help trembling.

"I think someone wants to kill me."

Wentworth said softly.