Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

When I handed it to Jimmy, I even demonstrated it once. This spell is really very simple.

Professor Flitwick added jokingly, "If you have any questions, feel free to ask me after class. And if you have any findings, be sure to share them with me!"

“Okay, thank you, Professor!” Jimmy thanked Professor Flitwick and then left the classroom.

It's so easy, you get the spell with just one spell. You don't need to go to the library to look up books or ask upperclassmen.

Before having lunch, Jimmy went to the library to find information about the Muggle banishment spell. Under Mrs. Pince's stern instructions, he took two books and a stack of bound papers with him.

He kept looking at these materials while eating, which aroused the curiosity of the others.

After learning that it was information about a Muggle exorcism spell, Harry and Ron satisfied their curiosity and didn't ask any more questions.

Only Hermione was surprised that Jimmy had actually found information on the Muggle banishing charm. "Are you serious? Modifying the Muggle banishing charm?"

"Of course!" Jimmy had already failed the training, and the Muggle banishing spell he cast might not be up to par, but it didn't matter, he had a cheat code.

The first step to gaining prestige in academia begins with the Muggle Exorcism Charm!

After lunch, Jimmy rushed back to his dorm, covered his face with the paper on the Muggle Exorcism Curse, and used his deduction opportunity.

The next moment, it was as if a vast amount of knowledge had flooded into my brain, assembling into Pokémon and Strike Gundam kicking each other, a truck loaded with oranges crashing into wild boars and trash cans, and then a clump of seaweed fell from the sky, causing donuts to sprout on the island...

Countless universes, stars, and basketballs flashed through my mind; time seemed to pass in a second, yet also in a year.

Jimmy sat up straight in his small bed, the paper covering his face falling onto his lower abdomen. He looked as if he had aged half an hour in an instant, and he shakily got out of bed, holding onto the bedside table.

After taking a couple of steps, his trembling legs finally straightened out. Jimmy covered his forehead and couldn't help but blurt out in Mandarin, "Damn, that was too strong!"

It can't be called a success, it can only be called a great success. The chances of deducing the Golden Book are far better than the greedy appetite of a gold-devouring beast.

The first deduction of the Muggle Expulsion Curse was deduced to break it down into two curses.

One is a lock on a Muggle without magic, and the other is the "expulsion" that Jimmy needs when he thinks of an urgent matter.

Jimmy yelled, turned around, and took out a new notebook and pen from the bedside table drawer. He quickly wrote down the memories in his head, because the more he recalled them, the more blurred and difficult to express clearly.

Chapter 29 Flight Lessons

As Jimmy finished his paper, he was also late for his afternoon herbal medicine class.

He rushed into Herbology class because he was thinking about the Muggle Exorcism Charm and didn't even change out of his plain work robes. Even the usually amiable Professor Sprout was unusually angry and deducted 2 points from his score.

After Herbology class, Hermione complained to Jimmy about the point deduction he shouldn't have made, "You shouldn't have been late. Harry said he hadn't seen you at noon. So what were you doing?"

"I'm back in my dorm researching Muggle banishing charms." Because he had a perfectly legitimate reason, Jimmy wasn't afraid of Hermione. "Just wait and see, in two months at most, I'll have a new charm!"

Based on the progress of the first simulation, he estimates that it will take another 1-2 simulations to bring out the ideal spell.

Hermione still didn't believe Jimmy's words. The idea of ​​a transformation spell was a bit hard for her to imagine; she had never thought about it in that way.

Hermione's defining characteristic is her adherence to rules and regulations; she finds the idea of ​​reforming and creating things that subvert book knowledge utterly absurd.

The two didn't say much. After their herb class, they went directly with their Gryffindor classmates to a flat meadow surrounded by castle walls.

Some of the Slytherin and Gryffindor first-year students had already gathered in twos and threes on the grass, waiting for the arrival of their much-anticipated flying instructor.

Jimmy sat down on the grass where the little lions were clustered on his right, and during his fifteen-minute break, he reviewed the paper he had just written and the materials he had brought from the library.

Familiarity with the Muggle Expulsion Charm could affect the effectiveness of the deduction, so he planned to thoroughly memorize the Muggle Expulsion Charm before the second deduction opportunity arrived, and then consult with Professor Flitwick before conducting the second deduction.

This might help in the creation of the Memory Charm... Yes, Jimmy has already decided to call the spell he modified the Memory Charm, a very apt name.

Another reason for taking this matter seriously is that the level of Spellcasting in the Book of Gold has advanced to level 10 after using a deduction opportunity, which is equivalent to getting more than 50 Galleons of experience for free.

Hermione sat down next to him, examining the documents in her hands. However, because Jimmy's handwritten part of the paper was written in simplified Chinese for speed and accuracy, she could only understand the English materials she had brought from the library.

Hermes's innate bilingual system made him feel Jimmy's unfathomable depths, and he began to waver. Could he really succeed?

Hermione wanted to ask Jimmy why he knew another language, but Jimmy was watching very intently. Putting herself in Hermione's shoes, she wouldn't want to be disturbed either.

The people around him were making a lot of noise. Jimmy was reading a book, while Malfoy across from him was still loudly boasting about his love-hate relationship with his flying broomstick. The ending was still a fleeting glimpse of a Muggle helicopter.

Seeing that Jimmy didn't react, Malfoy immediately turned his attention to Harry, pointing his chin to the sky and shouting across the clearly defined ten-meter distance, "How much do you think you can fly, Pott! Want to put a cushion under you?!"

The lion cubs' discussion about flying suddenly ceased. Harry and Malfoy, ten meters apart, locked eyes. Their gazes met, and tension rose between them. Neither of them backed down.

"What's wrong, Pott? Do you want Crabbe and Goyle to help you lift the mat? That way they can catch you if you fall!" Malfoy shouted again.

After he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from the young Slytherin wizards.

Just then, the school bell rang, and a row of brooms flew out of the castle and were placed in two rows on the lawn.

The young wizards from both academies stopped smiling and looked towards the castle.

Ms. Hooch, a flight instructor with short gray hair, was walking over. Her black cloak made her shoulders look particularly broad. Her golden eyes swept over the students on the grass, and the students all lowered their expressions.

In the wizarding world, flying lessons are equivalent to motorcycle driving lessons in the Muggle world; a low entry barrier doesn't mean they're unimportant.

Jimmy temporarily rolled up his paper documents and stuffed them into his pocket, then mingled with Hermione among the young wizards of Gryffindor.

“Alright, what are you all waiting for?” Ms. Hooch walked up to the young wizards, pointed to the brooms on the ground, and said, “Everyone stand next to a broom, quick, quick, hurry up… Extend your right hand, place it above the broom handle, and then say, ‘Get up!’”

Everyone followed Ms. Hodge's instructions, walked to the broom, and then shouted.

Some people get up immediately, while others can only roll around on their brooms after being told to "get up."

Harry and Malfoy were among those who immediately got up, while most others were rolling around on the ground with their brooms.

Mrs. Fok said, "Shout with some emotion!"

Jimmy's broom floated down from the ground and landed in his hand. Just as he was feeling happy, he heard Hermione's gritted teeth yelling "Get up!" He turned his head and saw the bare broom rolling on the ground. He couldn't help but laugh.

"Get up!!!" Hermione turned and glared at Jimmy. Seeing that the broom still wouldn't broom up, she simply followed the others and hooked it up with the back of her foot.

The flight lesson moved on to the next segment: the first flight attempt.

Everyone lined up, and Mrs. Hodge explained how to bring them back: "When I give the whistle, you will push off the ground with both legs. Rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly and fall vertically back to the ground."

Before the whistle had even been blown, a loud shout flew out from the Gryffindor ranks.

Because of his nervousness, Neville lost control and flew into the sky.

Jimmy, who had forgotten about this whole thing, watched helplessly as Mrs. Hodge stood below shouting "Come down," and then watched Neville fall from the sky without even blinking.

pat!

Neville fell onto the soft grass. Mrs. Hodge went over to take a look and made a very professional assessment: "His hand is broken."

With such a professional-looking hand injury, why didn't he pull out his wand to save Neville?

Jimmy was at his wits' end and could only watch as Mrs. Hodge took Neville away.

He shook his head helplessly, huddled alone behind the crowd, and practiced flying by bouncing around on his broom.

Something seemed to have happened in the crowd; no one saw Jimmy secretly riding the flying broomstick.

Then the crowd made a commotion, and Hermione began calling his name.

The little witch emerged from the crowd and, seeing Jimmy also riding a broomstick, angrily exclaimed, "Why are you riding a broomstick too! If Madam Hooch calls you back and sees you like this, the academy will lose points!"

"Who's like me?" Jimmy looked up at the sky and saw Harry and Malfoy locked in a fierce battle in the air.

Harry, young and fearless, tried to knock Malfoy down from the sky. Malfoy, clearly intimidated, threw out the transparent ball.

That's Neville's memory orb. Jimmy's head throbbed. It seemed like there was something like that in the original story... What was it again?

"Do you have any way to stop them?"

Hermione seemed very anxious; she wanted Harry to get back to Earth before Madam Hooch arrived, so that it would be as if nothing had happened.

Jimmy put down his broom, then suddenly noticed something and pointed at Harry, who was plummeting rapidly, saying, "Look, Harry has a real talent for flying."

As he spoke, Harry caught the falling memory orb when it was still a foot off the ground and managed to pull his broom back up to maintain a steady flight.

"Harry Potter!"

The sudden sound silenced the Gryffindor students who were about to cheer, and Harry, who had been secretly delighted, fell back to the ground. Professor McGonagall appeared at some point and was running towards them.

Hermione's heart clenched, and she thought to herself, "Oh no, the school is going to lose points!"

Chapter 30 Midnight Duel?

Professor McGonagall just took Harry away like that, without giving anyone a chance to explain.

Hermione felt a choking sensation around her neck, making her feel suffocated. She angrily said to Ron, who had been shouting the loudest, "I told you all before, but you wouldn't listen!"

Ron's face turned as red as his hair, and even though he knew he was in the wrong, he refused to back down. "It's clearly Malfoy's fault!"

“We can tell the professor to handle it, instead of flying into the sky on a broomstick. Do you know how dangerous that is?”

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, Jimmy quickly stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Alright, Ms. Fookie is back."

From the direction of the castle corridor, Ms. Hodge had already led the healed Neville this way.

Although Hermione didn't say anything, some people in the crowd were still blaming each other for Malfoy and Harry flying into the sky.

Just as agreed, Ms. Hodge was very angry and did not allow Malfoy to use the flying broomstick again, while the others continued their studies as usual.

Riding a flying broom feels a bit like riding a balance bike. Controlling the flying broom relies entirely on the movement of the body. It didn't take long for Jimmy to master the knack and he could fly very smoothly.

Hermione's flying was only so-so. Not only was her speed slow, but she also dared not fly too high. Each time she climbed, it would take her several minutes to get used to the altitude, and she would dawdle until the end of get out of class. The highest she ever flew was ten meters.

On the way back to the Great Hall, Hermione stubbornly continued to explain, "This is for safety reasons. If someone falls from the sky, they will definitely get hurt!"

Ron had already gone ahead; he didn't want to see Hermione.

When they arrived at the Great Hall, they were surprised to find Harry there. He hadn't been expelled, and he seemed to be in a good mood. He shared the good news that Professor McGonagall had chosen him as the Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Ron was ecstatic when he heard the news. "Harry! You're the youngest Seeker at Hogwarts in all these years! You're going to be famous!"

“I don’t want to be famous…” Harry’s expression froze.

Just then, Jimmy saw George and Fred walking over. They talked to Harry about training together, and then came over to Jimmy's side, talked about the progress of his studies, and asked Jimmy how his studies were going.

Jimmy whispered, "I've been researching Muggle banishment spells lately, there's just too much to do. You guys can handle the card effects."

George and Fred understood, laughed and left without asking Jimmy why he was researching Muggle banishment spells.

Harry thought the day was over, but Malfoy, accompanied by two henchmen, took a detour and came up to him, mocking him, "Having your last meal, Poot? When are you taking the train back to Muggles?"

Harry found Malfoy utterly baffling, buzzing around him like an annoying fly, and retorted sarcastically, "Now that you're back on the ground, with your little friends by your side, you're much bolder, aren't you!"

This statement dealt a devastating blow to Malfoy's seemingly strong psyche, because lies are not sharp blades, but the truth is what hurts. He did panic when Harry almost knocked him off his flight course, but he would not admit it.