Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

He deliberately made a mess of everything to lure out those rats from the shadows!

Now Dumbledore has used Cornelius Fudge's folly to break the deadlock. Going to Dumbledore will probably be useless; he can only go to Cornelius Fudge.

Jimmy can easily surpass everyone else after graduation, so why bother playing on hard difficulty beforehand?

"What's on your mind?" Hermione asked hesitantly. She couldn't see as far ahead as Jimmy, or rather, she had too little information.

Jimmy glanced at Dumbledore, who was already sitting comfortably in the head seat at the long table, and shook his head. "Let's talk somewhere else later. I'll write a letter first."

He took out a pen and paper and began writing to Percy, asking him to influence Connelly Fudge's decision in a more tactful way.

Because he knew that the only way to communicate with a powerful being was through methods they could understand: either flattery or force.

After breakfast, Jimmy sealed the letter in an envelope and sent it to Percy via the Round Table's high-speed channel.

The morning was herbalism class, and around noon, Hermione, who had been curious all morning, pulled Jimmy into the Room of Requirement.

"Can you tell me now?" It was still the same large room surrounded by bookshelves. Hermione pressed Jimmy down on the bed, as if she wouldn't let him get off until he told her everything he knew.

Jimmy had nothing to hide, so he told Harry about his dream and the parts that worried him.

It's quite obvious that Voldemort might use the Triwizard Tournament to target Harry.

Hermione was so focused on planning and strategizing the Triwizard Tournament that she overlooked this point of suspicion.

"But now that Professor Dumbledore and Cornelius Fudge have both agreed, it seems there's no way to stop it..."

Chapter 300 The Operator

“It’s alright, we can still talk,” Jimmy said helplessly. “I’ve already sent out the letter, asking Percy to persuade Connelly Fudge. If that doesn’t work, I’ll talk to him in person later.”

That's the only way to handle things for now. We also need to take precautions and try to prevent Harry from winning the championship.

Hermione, frowning, asked, "I don't understand, how can Voldemort be resurrected?"

"An evil ritual magic, the bones of one's father, the flesh of one's servants, the blood of one's enemies, thrown into a large cauldron containing various materials, can give Voldemort a new body."

As Jimmy explained, he was also thinking that Harry's blood was not actually a necessary element of Voldemort's resurrection magic.

Voldemort had many enemies; he didn't necessarily have to choose Harry.

The reason for choosing Harry was because of the protective magic he possessed, a magic called "love" that instilled in Voldemort, who couldn't understand love, a fear of the unknown.

But this magic of love will disappear after Harry comes of age, and all of this can wait until Harry comes of age to be settled.

But Dumbledore had his own ideas. Like a stubborn old man, he tried to use his life to cleanse himself of the evil he had created in this world.

This ritual magic was exactly the kind of thing a witch would concoct, just like Hermione had imagined. "Is there anything else we can do now? Tell Dumbledore?"

"Dumbledore deliberately wanted to resurrect Voldemort. Once he was killed, he would never be able to come back to life."

"..."

Voldemort is a major problem. Jimmy really wants to create a spell that targets the soul and completely obliterate Voldemort's remaining soul!

Unfortunately, we still need to find the Horcruxes; otherwise, we won't be able to kill Voldemort in one go.

If the event couldn't be postponed any longer, Jimmy simply had to accept it and let Dumbledore collect the Horcruxes first, while he would go and beat Voldemort to a pulp!

A day later, with only two days left until the first project, Percy's reply arrived.

Even with his carefully crafted, top-notch rhetoric, Connelly Fudge only made some concessions, allowing only students' parents to go to the school.

Parents often come to watch the Quidditch matches at school on weekdays. For example, Lucius Malfoy often comes to the school to stroll around.

If only the students' parents are allowed to come, it will be slightly safer.

There's no point in continuing to persuade them; let's just take it one step at a time.

Jimmy was confident he could handle everything, so he simply lay low and watched how Dumbledore would handle things.

Harry came to our door again at lunchtime.

"Jimmy, you absolutely have to help me this time!" Harry sat down to Jimmy's left, pleading in a low voice, "Do you know how to deal with a dragon?"

God knows how desperate he was when he saw a dragon last night. A dragon is not something a normal little wizard can deal with.

Now he was certain that the person who put his name in the Goblet of Fire wanted to kill him!

It could be Snape, or the somewhat eccentric Moody, or even the difficult Karkaroff...

No matter who it is, they all want to get themselves killed!

“Harry, I think Hydra can help you, why don’t you go to her?”

Jimmy didn't directly tell Harry the solution from the original book, because the problem was set by Hermione this time, so he couldn't guarantee that the solution from the original book would still apply to this modified version.

Let's just leave the problem to Hydra. Hydra will definitely help Harry wholeheartedly, and maybe they can trigger the magical power of the bond and turn the situation around!

However, Harry was very resistant to the suggestion. He was a proud guy, and after he said in front of many people last year that he didn't like Hydra, the two of them hadn't spoken for almost half a year.

He doesn't know how to face Hydra now, let alone ask her for help.

"Is there any other way? You must be able to help me, right? You have so many ideas..."

In the end, Harry still couldn't bring himself to talk to Hydra.

Jimmy was thinking about the upcoming Christmas ball, and how Ginny was inexplicably blaming him for all the hardships she was going through. He thought it would be better to match Harry and Hydra together!

He immediately gestured for Harry to stop; Jimmy stood up and said, "You wait here, I'll go ask for you."

"What are you asking?...No!"

By the time Harry realized what was happening, Jimmy had already dashed to the Slytherin table.

Hydra, who was eating and reading a Muggle magazine, looked up and saw Jimmy.

“Harry’s in a bit of trouble right now, do you want to go help him?” Jimmy pointed towards Harry.

"What trouble? Are you alright?"

Upon hearing this, Hydra looked nervously toward the Gryffindor table, just in time to see Harry looking down in a panic.

Jimmy kept a straight face, trying hard not to laugh. "The Three Kingdoms Tournament is very important to him... He's shy right now and it's inconvenient for him to ask for help, so he asked me to pass on his message to you."

As a friend, this is what I should do!

This game of fate deserves a perfect ending; this is all I can do!

Becoming a woman taught Malfoy many lessons. She was no longer the Malfoy she once was; she was free from worries, and her intelligence had also increased.

Now, she naturally understands what Jimmy means.

Harry wouldn't come looking for him on his own; it's all Jimmy's doing, acting as a switchboard operator and showing off his skills.

Hydra recalled the wonderful times she had spent with Harry, and her heart pounded deep inside her. She gave Harry, who was peeking at them, a bright smile. "Of course, I'd be happy to help!"

Having received a satisfactory answer, Jimmy gave an OK sign and returned to his position at the Gryffindor table with a serious expression.

Ignoring Harry's resentful look, Jimmy secretly added his own, "She's happy to help; in fact, she's been waiting for you."

Hermione, sitting next to her, almost burst out laughing...

“I…” The resentful look in his eyes vanished in an instant. Harry covered his head in frustration, wanting to say something, but found that his complex emotions were simply impossible to express in words.

The images of Hydra and Zhang Qiu alternated in his mind, like stars spinning in his head that could make him dizzy.

"Cough cough!"

Just as Harry was struggling with how to start the conversation, he heard a light, crisp cough.

The moment Harry looked up, he realized that everyone around the long table had disappeared, leaving only a blond figure in front of him.

"Will she win?" Jimmy asked, hiding by the auditorium door.

With her bright eyes fixed on the two people staring at each other, Hermione said firmly, "We will win!"

"Ah."

Ron was there too. Although he was a little resentful that he couldn't show off after a year of hard work, he would still wish his good friend well if Harry could find love.

The whole world is sending you its blessings!

Harry: I freaking thank you guys!

Chapter 301 First Project

With Hydra's help, Harry stopped looking for Jimmy.

The next day, a bizarre interview appeared in the Daily Prophet, in which Rita Skeeter described Harry as a frail, sensitive, and gentle-eyed motherless boy, winning the sympathy of a large group of people.

Good news, Hermione wasn't the one who was falsely accused this time.

The bad news is that Rita Skeeter's target of the rumors is Hydra.

The good news is that Hydra doesn't care.

The bad news is that many people at school took it seriously, and now they're looking at Harry strangely.

Harry, who was being slandered, didn't have time to pay attention to Rita Skeeter's fabricated news. He was still practicing the spells that Hydra had found for him, trying to increase his chances of winning before tomorrow's match.

Jimmy believed that the power of their bond would surely help Harry achieve victory!

Another day passed, and the exciting moment finally arrived!

The first event of the Triwizard Tournament began, with students taking time off from school and parents flocking to Hogwarts, arriving at the flat ground on the back hillside.

The professors built a huge circular grandstand here, inside which is a massive, craggy arena, larger than two football fields combined.

Jimmy had already climbed up to the stands, where he saw Louie gnawing on a bone, Buckbeak the hippogriff trying to break free of his chains, and all sorts of other animals.

The Hungarian hornet I saw not long ago was tied up in the center of the arena, and four golden eggs were placed below the dragon's nest.

The plot is indeed different from the original story, but it also seems to be the same in some ways. It still features golden eggs and dragons, and the arena is filled with wild beasts.

Jimmy even saw Rocket and his family of raccoons huddled in a corner eating bugs...

"Now can you tell me about the first project?"

Unable to figure out how this level would unfold, Jimmy had no choice but to turn to Hermione, the mastermind beside him, for help.

Hermione no longer needed to hide anything, and with a lift of her chin, she began to explain, "When Dumbledore asked me to set up the project, he gave me some necessary help. He required that the first test be courage, the second test be wisdom, and the last test be determination."

So the first challenge involves obtaining clues while guarded by magical creatures, and it seems those golden eggs are the clues.