Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

After escorting Hermione home, Jimmy arranged to pick her up from Granger's house two days later and take her to the Raccoon Alchemy Workshop. Then, Jimmy Apparated back to the Raccoon Alchemy Workshop.

The trip lasted for about half a month, during which time they ate, drank, and had fun. Jimmy's package, which he sent from France to the Raccoon Alchemy Workshop, had been in a dark, gloomy cell on the second floor for ten days.

The person in charge of this matter was Langdon. Although Langdon was a little scared after learning the whole story, he still followed Jimmy's instructions completely and subjected the two captured dark wizards to different tortures every day.

The torture was so intense that the two people were in a state of ecstasy, but they were not asked or told anything. They were simply subjected to the torture at random times every day.

Whipping, ant bites, water torture, candle dripping, solitary confinement, and egg smashing—in ten days, they were just like those who had been imprisoned in Azkaban for a month.

At least the prisoners in Azka's class knew when they would be sucked by Dementors, but here, the main problem is the unknown. They don't know when they will be tortured, how long they will be tortured, or what will happen to them afterward.

The two dark wizards almost cried when they saw Jimmy walk into the room with his hands behind his back.

Even though they were weak and covered in wounds, the two still tried their best to make their voices of longing.

"Please, let us go! We only came here to capture you and get the recipe for the Mother's Drowning Spring!"

"The little witch thing was a misunderstanding. We just found something strange about that place and started casting magic out of nervousness!"

The two had never been so quick-witted. During the ten days of torture, they recalled every mistake they could remember, and with their prepared statements, their pleas for mercy flowed exceptionally smoothly.

Jimmy was surprised to see that the two people tied to the wooden frame still had the strength to speak. He exclaimed, "Wow! They're so strong! They should be fine locked up for another half month, right?"

Upon hearing that they would be locked up for another half month, the two men's eyes widened immediately, and they begged for mercy again.

"No, no, please, I'll send you to Azkaban!"

"Me too!"

The two men's pleas for mercy only reassured Jimmy, "Why would I send you to Azkaban? Don't worry, you won't die, and you won't go to Azkaban, because you still have value!"

Having value is not good news for the two scruffy-bearded dark wizards; in the wizarding world, having value does not necessarily mean being safe.

They kidnapped Jimmy because they heard he was a potions master and possessed a unique potion formula in the wizarding world. If the value Jimmy mentioned was just for testing the potion, they might as well be dead.

It's important to understand that the reason Potions Masters rarely innovate is because the cost of experimentation is too high.

How can you know if a potion works for a wizard if you don't test it yourself?

How do the medicine and plant poisoning departments at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Illnesses make money?

Anyone who has ever visited the Pharmacy and Plant Poisoning Departments at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Illnesses would certainly not resist entering Azkaban. At least in Azkaban, if you can survive, you can still enjoy life after you come out.

If drug trials result in irreparable disabilities, it would be a permanent injury more painful than death.

"I still have some money in my vault, and I'm willing to give it to you! I can also do things for you, just please don't use me as a test subject!"

The man on the left with a full beard kept shaking his head, his body, which was tied to the frame, trembled uncontrollably, and tears streamed down his face.

The one-eyed dragon on the right had lost his fierce demeanor and looked like a terrified little girl with a blank expression.

Jimmy hadn't expected such a strong reaction. While testing drugs was indeed valuable, it would be better to treat them as slaves to generate profits for him.

After they quieted down, Jimmy reassured them, "We won't use you as test subjects, at least not now. Tell us your names."

If they won't be using them for drug trials for the time being, does that mean they might still be used for those trials?

The bearded man introduced himself first, "My name is Youde."

The one-eyed man was a bit slow to react, and he was incontinent. "My name is Barron."

Jimmy waved his hand and cleaned Baron's filth with a look of disgust. Luckily, he could use magic, otherwise he would have made Baron lick it clean himself.

He had no interest in remembering their names; asking their names was just a formality.

He pointed first at Yud, then at Baron, and said, "Your names aren't very nice. From now on, you'll be called Number One, and you'll be called Number Two."

The two looked confused, but they soon realized why they had done it.

Jimmy took out a wand and a bottle of jet-black liquid. He showed the ink to the two of them and said with a smile, "This is a potion made from vampire blood, unicorn blood, squid ink, and various rare ingredients. Do you want to know if the unicorn blood in it is pure or impure?"

Yud and Baron shook their heads frantically in terror. Unicorn blood, even if it only touches the lips, is tainted with an extremely terrible curse. How could such a large bottle of ink possibly contain pure unicorn blood? It must be cursed!

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm not joking with you anymore. I will leave the most terrible curse in the world on you. After the curse is completed, you will work for me, understand?"

This formula was developed by him after six rounds of deduction, based on Voldemort's Dark Mark.

It's an interdisciplinary project that combines potions, curses, and human alchemy. Even he himself couldn't undo it or mark it. Unless Jimmy dies of natural causes, this curse will stay with them for life.

Jimmy was kind to people, and as long as they did their jobs well, he could live like a real black slave.

Yud and Baron were filled with despair. It was all over; they had provoked a living Satan.

Before inscribing the curse, you must first remove all the hair from their bodies and heal their wounds.

A simple healing technique and a white cinnamon essence will suffice; as long as the external wounds heal, internal injuries don't matter.

The two of them lay naked in a starfish position, and Jimmy waved his wand, drawing lines on their bodies with ink.

This process was naturally not pleasant, but fortunately he cast a soundproofing spell on the room, so the guests playing cards downstairs couldn't hear the two men's screams.

When the two of them are completely covered from head to toe in black lines and ancient runes, the curse is complete.

Jimmy is very humane. These lines only cover his shiny bald head, not his face at all, so it doesn't affect his normal life. When he wears a hat, people just think it's a tattoo.

"Alright, you'll have a day to rest. After that, you'll do odd jobs here. Be polite to everyone else, and smile, understand?"

Number One and Number Two, who had been untied and lay on the ground like two corpses, did not respond.

"Huh?!" Jimmy's eyes widened.

The two people on the ground instantly convulsed, shouting frantically, "I understand! I understand!!!"

"Don't worry, you'll get holidays if you do a good job. You've only signed an employment contract, it doesn't mean you'll be a black slave for life."

Satisfied, Jimmy squatted down, patted their faces, and smiled innocently. "You can't blame me for this. Who told you to commit a crime?"

Chapter 184 Establishing a Company

After training the black slaves, Jimmy went downstairs and asked Langdon to get some food for the two people upstairs. They needed to recover and then undergo some training.

They were just part-time bandits, and were nowhere near as good as regular soldiers.

There is no such thing as an army in the wizarding world; the most powerful group is the Aurors, the elite troops of the Ministry of Magic.

The Aurors' functions are similar to those of the armed police; they can only be considered half a military force.

Jimmy needs to research how to make wizards' combat more professional, make up for their lack of ability by cooperating as much as possible, and design some equipment to resist spell damage.

These studies are time-consuming, but the establishment of the roundtable organization is even more time-consuming.

First, the route must be established, and four service stations—armory, inn, clinic, and train station—must be set up.

These buildings need to be located within London, and should not be too scattered. Some hidden landmarks and more safe houses should also be built.

Jimmy managed to resolve most of these issues in a single day. The Unseen Expansion Charm and the wizard's concealment techniques were extremely useful, making it easy to create hiding places.

The arsenal was located under a tree in Isabella Farm in southwest London; the post station was located under a fixed rubbish bin at the University of the Arts London; the clinic was located inside the side gate wall of St. Luke's Asylum; and the station was located inside an abandoned church in Dunstan Hill Public Park.

There are service centers in all four corners of the city, and nearly three hundred safe houses, each capable of accommodating about ten people, are scattered throughout London.

The entrances to the safe houses are all located in complex environments, requiring special magic to see, and the entrances to the safe houses are one-time use door keys.

After being used once, the back door key will automatically return to the locker at the station. The station's daily duties are to pick up and drop off passengers and maintain the access to these safe houses.

Another day passed, and Jimmy brought Hermione to the Raccoon Alchemy Workshop. Hermione would be staying there for a while to help build the Round Table organization and assess whether the employees were suitable for the jobs they thought they were doing.

Most people's desired positions are their actual jobs. For example, the equipment manufacturing positions in the armory are all filled by members of the alchemy workshop, and the doctors in the clinic are all employees of Blaine's potions who have some knowledge of medicine.

It's understandable that those errand boys who manage a small department all want to be managers or supervisors; after all, everyone wants to be in a position of authority, even if they're not capable, they still want to experience it.

Besides setting the rules for the round table and inspecting employees, the two of them did more than just that. They also went to the Ministry of Magic to register a company, integrating Blaine Potions, Raccoon Alchemy, and Continental Bar into one entity.

The process of registering a company is simple, but slow, because the entire Ministry of Magic is preoccupied with one other matter.

That was the infamous Sirius Black prison break, Voldemort's henchman.

This incident had a huge impact. Connelly Fudge even frantically sent messages to the Muggle Prime Minister because they all thought Sirius Black was the culprit who blew up half a street ten years ago.

Half a street—that might not be a big deal for the average person.

In reality, that was a considerable distance, and the power of that explosion was almost equivalent to a 1500-kilogram glide bomb.

Several houses were destroyed, and the shockwave was visible to the naked eye.

Thirteen people died, and many more were injured.

If such a madman were to be robbed of his wand and cast spells all over the Muggle streets, the city would be reduced to ruins as if it had been plowed by bombers.

Because of concerns that Sirius might go mad, the Ministry of Magic has focused its efforts on capturing him, diverting a significant number of staff from other departments and greatly reducing their efficiency.

Jimmy has some connections within the Ministry of Magic, and he can speak with Ron's father and a few pure-bloods.

Just a quick greeting and a few gift certificates, and this little thing was expedited.

The company was named Cyber ​​Networks Group. Jimmy came up with a whole bunch of outrageous ideas, but he had a hard time choosing one and ended up picking the most ordinary one.

After the company was established, there was another lot of work to be done. Jimmy bought a house on the edge of Hogsmeade Village as an office building. The accounts and various business negotiations would be moved to the new office building.

The establishment of the group inevitably involves a celebration and a redistribution of positions and functions.

These tasks kept us busy for several more days, and the shortage of manpower became a recurring problem.

Finally, as August arrived, the employees of Cyber ​​Group gathered again at the Mainland Bar. Today was the day to elect who would sit at the round table and who would manage Cyber ​​Company.

The list that Jimmy and Hermione came up with after a long period of research is the best option they can make at the moment. They want to get the Round Table and Cyber ​​Corporation running first, and then let the two groups continue to operate with inertia.

Identify problems, solve them, and improve the organization.

The scene was almost identical to the last gathering, with chattering employees below and a podium above.

Jimmy, facing Hermione who was visibly nervous in the kitchen, said, "Just read it from the script. It's not difficult. You're the manager now. You should be brave. We're not playing house. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

“Easier said than done. I’ve never given a speech in front of so many people before!” After taking a few deep breaths, Hermione patted her black business suit, a mix of wizarding and Muggle styles. “Phew, I’ll try my best.”

Jimmy said with some surprise, "I thought you had represented your school in many academic competitions when you were in elementary school, so you should be more used to this kind of scene."

“Those competitions don’t require me to give a speech to nearly a hundred people.”

There are only 86 people here.

"Let's go."

"Are you really ready?" Jimmy asked again.

Hermione held the manuscript and nodded slowly. Although she was still a little nervous, she would learn to adapt.