Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

Viktor Krum was sweating profusely, his chest covered in bloody whip marks, sweat and blood dripping onto the ground, yet he was smiling.

Because he felt an improvement in himself during this round of training, not only in strength, but also in willpower.

The previous treatment process was repeated. Jimmy put away the whip and this time produced a straight long stick covered with small, round bumps.

Instead of backing down, Viktor Krum was eager to try.

This training session, which looked painful just to watch, continued until class started, lasting about three hours.

Viktor Krum washed his body in the icy black lake and clearly felt an increase in his physical strength, and even began to look forward to tomorrow's training.

When Jimmy walked into the auditorium after class and around lunchtime, he received a lot of stares, just like Hermione had the day before.

Jimmy suspiciously scanned the faces of those looking at him, sensing their fearful gazes. When their eyes met, their bodies would immediately stiffen and remain motionless, and after a while, their bodies would even tremble slightly.

Could it be another rumor?

Thinking about the various rumors that have surfaced over the past few years, Jimmy couldn't help but wonder if there was something that could be misunderstood. Could it be something that happened this morning?

When Jimmy found Hermione and sat down next to her, Hermione did indeed ask him a question.

"Some people are saying you're going to take down Viktor Krum, is that true?"

Jimmy wasn't angry, only relieved with a sense of normalcy. He rolled his eyes and retorted, "What do you think?"

Hermione chuckled and didn't bring it up again, quietly eating her meal while holding her book.

After finishing his meal, Jimmy couldn't tease the busy Hermione, so he picked up his notebook and continued writing his teaching materials. Not long after, Harry came and knocked on his desk.

"What?" Jimmy looked up and asked.

Harry glanced cautiously at Hermione beside him, then pointed outside, "I want to ask you something..."

Jimmy put away his notebook, got up, and walked outside with Harry to a secluded corner.

"Are you really trying to find a way to get rid of Viktor Krum?" Harry thought for a moment, then put on a pitiful expression and said, "I mean, can you help me?"

"Oh?" Jimmy raised an eyebrow at Harry. "Lack of confidence? That's not like you at all!"

Harry is not lacking in courage. Since he has already participated in the Triwizard Tournament, he is unlikely to give up the competition. The reason for asking for help is simple: when he went to Hermione to sound her out in the morning, he was given a book.

"The Triwizard Tournament Disaster" records the deaths of every fallen warrior.

Even if he has courage, courage sometimes needs the assistance of wisdom, and Hermione will definitely give them some very difficult questions to answer.

If he can't even pass the first hurdle, it proves he's not a warrior at all, and he can't accept that kind of ending...

Chapter 297 Karkaroff's Advice

"Could you find out what kind of questions Hermione is going to ask? Just a general idea will do!" Ha asked, almost pleadingly, because he was really afraid that Hermione would ask some extremely difficult questions.

Jimmy laughed and said, "She won't ask any questions; I warned her beforehand."

"Jimmy, what are you guys talking about?"

The two turned around and saw Fleur de Lacour, who had removed her headscarf. She had a smile on her face, but her eyes were full of scrutiny.

Clearly, their sneaky behavior aroused suspicion, given Jimmy and Hermione's special relationship!

Harry opened his mouth, feeling somewhat awkward and at a loss.

"You've probably heard the rumors about what happened this morning, right?"

Jimmy showed no signs of nervousness at being caught and replied calmly.

Harry, standing to the side, could only nod.

"That's a rumor?" Fleur Delacour elegantly ignored Harry, her alluring eyes fixed on Jimmy, trying to detect a hint of guilt in his eyes. "I thought you were helping Hogwarts."

I treat everyone equally.

Jimmy dodged her questions, spouting platitudes, his eyes gradually becoming as pure as Ding Zhen's.

Unable to discern anything from Jimmy's eyes, Fleur decided to leave the topic aside for the time being. She suddenly smiled slightly and took two steps forward, as if trying to press her body against Jimmy's. "May I meet Miss Granger? I'm curious what makes her so appealing to you..."

"Uh uh uh..." Jimmy transformed into a goose, retreating repeatedly, and even pushed Harry in front of him as a shield.

Let the brother enjoy this mixed-race Veela first; he can't handle it.

Before his mind could even process what was happening, he was dragged forward. When his nose touched Fleur's fragrance and his eyes met Fleur's, Harry's previously clear mind suddenly became hazy.

"I……"

He suddenly screamed, but the overwhelming shame and fear that welled up inside him made him swallow back the last words he was about to say.

Harry, now fully conscious, retreated in terror. Jimmy followed him, and soon they were outside the castle.

Fleur Delacour snorted and turned back into the Great Hall. It seemed she wouldn't get any information from Jimmy; she'd have to go see Miss Granger...

Many people are now trying to find out the details of the Triwizard Tournament. Besides the Warriors, even students who are just there for fun want to know the secrets of the tournament in advance.

This caused Hermione to be constantly bothered by all sorts of people, and in the end, she had no choice but to bring her meals to the Room of Requirement to eat and get her work done...

In less than a week, just three days, Viktor Krum's demeanor underwent a significant change.

His eyes were no longer cold and gloomy; when he looked at something, he became very determined and serious. His muscles swelled up like fermented dough, and he could no longer fit into his original clothes.

He transformed into a super-muscular man who was 1.8 meters tall and had an Olympia-level physique!

Viktor Krumm was very satisfied with this, because the effect of combining Group of Dragons with Sithron was very strong.

Ordinary spells had very limited effect on him; even a regular Cruciatus Curse couldn't make him even flinch.

The person who invented the cyclophosphamide and cyclophosphamide was a genius!

But when Viktor Krum returned to the ship after training that day, he saw Professor Karkaroff standing on the deck, blocking his way with a serious expression.

“Wickdor, I’ve heard that you’ve been getting close to Jimmy Blaine lately.”

That's right, many people see Viktor Krum being beaten by Jimmy every day.

Durmstrang students were actually beaten by Hogwarts students?

That's really rare; Hogwarts doesn't have a tradition of teaching dark magic.

“Yes,” Viktor Krum answered honestly.

Karkaroff pressed further, "Have you found out anything about the first project?"

"No, I am receiving his training."

“Training…” Karkaroff carefully considered the word, looked at the drastically changed Viktor Krum, shook his head, and said seriously, “You’d better keep your distance from him! That’s a piece of advice.”

"Why?" Viktor Krum asked, puzzled.

"No reason why!" Perhaps annoyed, Karkarov turned angrily and went back to the cabin. "Whether you listen or not is up to you!"

Viktor Krum frowned, thinking that Karkaroff's reaction was unusual; he wouldn't normally speak to him like this.

Why did he tell me to keep my distance from Jimmy?

During the following days of training, Viktor Krum kept thinking about this problem, but he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.

Seven days passed quickly, and Jimmy's training of Viktor Krum came to an end.

Viktor Krum, who was originally 1.8 meters tall, has now become a muscular man of 1.9 meters, who can inspire fear at a glance.

Jimmy was also a little scared. During the training sessions in the following days, Viktor Krum would always stare at him intentionally or unintentionally, making his anus tighten even more.

This land must be a bit eerie. How come the people who were perfectly fine suddenly became gay?

Fortunately, I no longer need to worry about having my chrysanthemum stolen. After completing today's test and shooting a few more commercials, Viktor Krum can go back to where he came from.

clap clap clap!

A series of spells struck Viktor Krum, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

Each time an attack is launched, a floating notebook and pen record a piece of data.

Finally, there was the most basic Explosion Charm. Jimmy raised his wand and warned, "Here it comes!"

Viktor Krum turned around, presenting his intact back to the attack.

"Thunderous explosion!"

This explosive curse carried a hint of resentment, intended as revenge for Viktor Krum's terrible thoughts.

After a deafening explosion, Viktor Krum lunged forward, his back riddled with a bloody radiation wound. It took him a while to get up from the ground.

With his face contorted in pain, Viktor Krum let out a long breath before saying to Jimmy, "I can still..."

"Great! The results are much better than I expected!"

Jimmy took out White Essence and Bone-Strengthening Powder, mixed them together, and applied them evenly to Viktor Krum's wound from ten meters away using a magic spell.

After treating the wound, Jimmy took three pieces of parchment out of his pocket and handed them to Viktor Krum. "These are the advertising contracts we talked about before. You'll get 10 Galleons for each contract, just a token amount. Sign them if there are no problems."

“Okay.” Viktor Krum simply glanced at the contents of the contract, then took the pen and filled in his name.

"The first commercial will be filmed before Christmas; it's an ad for Dragon Gym."

Jimmy put away the contract with satisfaction. With the hype of the Triwizard Tournament and the influence of Viktor Krumm, he was sure to make a killing when Syslon went on sale at Christmas!

Chapter 298 Hogwarts was exceptionally lively that night.

With three days left until the deadline for submitting the proposals, Hermione finally completed three proposals, which she could hand over to Professor Dumbledore the next day.

Slightly relieved of her burden, she stretched lazily, turned around and hugged Jimmy, who was writing teaching materials on the bed, and said coquettishly, "I've finally finished my work. I can hand it in to Professor Dumbledore tomorrow. I wonder if they will approve of my plan. What are you writing?"

"An alchemy textbook. Cyber ​​Corporation needs a step-by-step guide to create things." With Hermione in his arms, Jimmy casually tossed the book and pen aside and hugged her tightly, showering her with kisses.

As they continued kissing, the two of them pressed themselves together again.

After finishing, Hermione's cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and she fell asleep with a satisfied smile, completely forgetting the several project proposals on the table.

Jimmy had to admit he was curious about the puzzle Hermione had designed, and seeing that Hermione was already asleep, he quietly raised a finger.

Several project proposals on the desk not far away floated up and slowly flew to the top of his head.

Jimmy looked up curiously, but couldn't see a single word. It was bound by a secret contract spell that only Hermione could see.

It could be forcibly cracked, but Hermione would definitely find out afterward, so they had to give up in frustration.

The next morning, Hermione submitted her proposal, and half an hour later, she returned to the Great Hall with light steps.