Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

The thought of that dark future, where he would be manipulated at will, filled Jimmy with despair.

With his thin arms and legs, he can't break open the security door of a mid-to-high-end apartment. He doesn't even know how to pick the lock. The height of three stories would kill him instantly. He has no chance of escaping!

Faced with the harsh reality, Jimmy's hidden Ah Q mentality begins to kick in; being kept doesn't seem so bad after all, so many people want to play steel wool but don't have the means!

Golden threads unfurled behind Jimmy, unnoticed by him. The wandering threads never met his gaze. The coffee table and teapot floated up, and a tapping sound came from the window.

Jimmy remained oblivious to the knocking sound, staring blankly at the ceiling, while the furniture and sofa behind him floated up and tumbled merrily in the living room.

Outside the only large window in the living room, a stern-looking owl stared intently at the "corpse" on the living room floor.

Its claws gripped the metal railing of the windowsill, its body leaned backward, and sprang straight up at nearly ninety degrees, its beak striking the glass like a hammer.

Snapped!

Several cracks appeared in the glass, and the sound made all the strange phenomena in the living room disappear. All the sofas, teapots, potted plants, and carpets returned to their original places.

Jimmy was startled and looked out the window.

Jimmy saw an owl press a yellowed parchment envelope against the window with its claws, its downturned eyes seeming to spit fire. He had never seen such expressive anger in an animal before.

Startled, he quickly got up to open the window for the grumpy owl. He stumbled to the window, still feeling a little dizzy, but he assumed it was just poor blood circulation from getting up suddenly after lying down for so long.

Where did this owl come from?

The window opened, and an owl flapped its wings and flew into the room. Jimmy, who was by the window, got several big slaps on the head from the owl.

He suspected the owl was doing it on purpose, but his eyes were already drawn to the letter at his feet.

Pick up the letter and turn it over. The sealing wax on the envelope has a large English letter H in the middle, and four animals in the four corners: a lion, a snake, an eagle, and a badger.

Upon seeing the letter's format, his dazed mind instantly shattered. An ancient, heavy, pure gold book automatically turned its pages in Jimmy's mind, revealing extremely simple functions.

Charms Level: 0

Potions Level: 0

Metamorphic grade: 0

Alchemy Level: 0

Calculation opportunity (once per month, with an additional one costing 1000 Galleons), current number of attempts: 0

Enlightenment Opportunity (Once per year, with an additional one costing 10,000 Galleons), Current Number: 0

After looking at the clean panel, Jimmy's mind, which had been somewhat sluggish from the various strange developments, finally came to his senses and he decided to open the letter to check it.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Wizards, First Rank of the Order of Merlin, Archmage, Chief Wizard of Wizengamor)

Dear Mr. Blaine:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment.

The semester is scheduled to begin on September 1st. We will await your reply by July 31st via owl.

Sincerely, Vice Principal (female), Minerva McGonagall

The letter had two pages. After reading the first page, Jimmy stopped, put down the letter, closed his eyes, and took several deep breaths. Finally, he sighed and looked at the impatient scops owl standing on the coffee table. "You've come at just the right time!"

This statement was made with a hint of gritted teeth; this is actually the world of Harry Potter!

If the owl had arrived a few days earlier, he wouldn't have let that old lady take advantage of him!

Moreover, the deadline for replying was July 31st, and it's already August 18th!

snort!

Jimmy let out a soft groan of great dissatisfaction with Hogwarts' inefficiency, took a pen from the study, quickly wrote his reply on the back of the envelope, stuffed it into the owl's beak, and tossed it out the window.

He thought he heard the owl shooing, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it now, as it was already 10:11 a.m.

Aunt Benelli's job was unclear; she worked from 8 a.m. to 10 p.m. This schedule became clear to Jimmy when he was observing the chosen human cub keeper.

Jimmy picked up the paper bag and the orange milk again, ran to the kitchen, took out a cleaver, cut the bedroom sheet into six pieces, and tied them all together with a special knot.

After getting the rope, Jimmy went to the living room window to check. The living room faced the road in front of the apartment, with heavy traffic and crowds, making it unsuitable for a parachute drop.

Just as Jimmy was about to look away, he suddenly saw Aunt Benelli on the sidewalk across the street and was immediately terrified!

Aunt Benelli seemed to have seen him too, carrying a bag in her left hand and raising her right hand above her head, waving it around.

Oh no! The old lady is back!

Chapter 3 Escape!

Benelli waved towards the apartment and saw Jimmy peering out the window, eagerly waiting for him to come home. His heart melted.

Oh my god! Jimmy is waving at me too!

"Thank God!" Benelli looked at the road when the green light came on, thanking God for the gift. His pace quickened unconsciously. When he looked up again, Jimmy had already disappeared from the windowsill.

She jogged happily, her body getting a little hot as she ran. For ten years, she had dreamed of a pretty and lovely little angel who perfectly met all her requirements descending upon her.

When his dream came true yesterday, Benelli was in a daze, waking up in surprise all night and not being able to sleep at all.

She simply couldn't suppress her affection for Jimmy. Jimmy was so perfect: a cute face, an obedient personality, a cub-like demeanor, and he was completely at her mercy even in his sleep…

Thinking of the near-perfect day last night, the sound of her high heels hitting the stairs seemed to transform into a cheerful drumbeat, making Benelli climb the stairs even faster.

Just as she took out her keys, ready to open the door and see her little angel waiting for her, Jimmy, who had finished checking the ropes in the bedroom to make sure they were secure, was already drenched in sweat.

Click!

The sound of the door lock turning startled Jimmy, who jumped up from the floor, grabbed a paper bag containing clothes, and climbed onto the bedroom windowsill.

Behind the apartment was a small alley; looking left and right, it appeared to be the apartment's parking lot.

The moment the door opened, Jimmy had already slid down the windowsill and disappeared into the room.

"Little Jimmy, have you missed your big sister~!" Benelli's breathing was a little heavy, and her expectant eyes swept across the living room, but it was empty. The smile on her face froze a bit.

She took off her shoes at the door, went inside, and called out again, "Jimmy? Are you trying to surprise your sister?"

The surge of adrenaline from extreme tension helped him overcome his fear of heights, and he plummeted to the bottom. Just a few meters away, Jimmy let go and jumped.

After landing on the ground, I pressed down on my body to dissipate the force and landed safely.

Just as Jimmy was panting heavily and picking up the fallen oranges and putting them back in his bag, he suddenly heard Aunt Benelli's voice from above.

"Jimmy?! Where do you think you're going?!"

Jimmy looked up and saw an angry head sticking out of the window that had just slid down. He took off running, shouting, "Aunt Benelli, I'm sorry, you're a good person, but pedophiles go to jail!"

"What nonsense are you spouting? Stay where you are!" Benelli's face flashed with shock and fear, followed by a surge of anger at being deceived.

She disappeared from the windowsill, and the next moment she grabbed the rope and slid down from the window. The rope, which had been tied very tightly for safety reasons, now became Jimmy's death warrant.

Grab him! Damn it! We have to catch him!

No one can take away the gift God gave me!

Jimmy, who was running, glanced back, and in that one glance, he was terrified. Benelli sprinted forward like a sprinter.

It wasn't fast, but it was only a matter of time before it caught up with him, who had short legs!

Jimmy had no choice but to quicken his pace. His bare feet were constantly being pricked by tiny foreign objects, causing him pain so intense that tears streamed down his face. "Stop chasing me! We're not a good match!"

"Stop!" Benelli's expression twisted. She was also barefoot, and the black stockings under her skirt moved rapidly. Her love for Jimmy transcended the physical pain, and the distance between the two gradually closed.

Even distorted love is still love!

Jimmy squeezed into the gaps between the cars in the parking lot. He abandoned the idea of ​​leaving through the main gate, which led to a long, straight, and easy road where he would be caught up quickly if he went that way.

How can a child escape from an adult?

Even boys and women wouldn't work; the huge physiological differences would make Jimmy's resistance as ridiculous as a little white rabbit struggling in an adult's hand!

Benelli saw Jimmy run towards the corner of the parking lot, and a sinister smile immediately appeared on his face. "You can't escape!"

Ignoring Benelli's approaching figure, Jimmy climbed onto the Chevrolet parked in the corner, clutching the paper bag. He threw the bag over the barbed wire fence, then, like a nimble little monkey, leaped from the roof of the Chevrolet and climbed onto the mesh of the fence.

"Do not!!!"

Benelli's screams were so close that Jimmy suspected his feet would be grabbed at any moment. He used both hands and feet to climb quickly, and finally scaled the wall just as Benelli jumped up to grab him.

Aunt Benelli missed her target and glared angrily at Jimmy through the barbed wire fence.

Jimmy, picking up the fallen oranges, laughed with a sigh of relief, "Aunt Benelli, you've committed a crime, you know that! Thank you for taking care of me all year... damn it!"

Benelli, behind the fence, took his car keys out of his pocket and climbed into the Chevrolet that Jimmy had stepped on.

Jimmy ran away in a panic, howling as he fled from the spot, leaving behind one of his favorite oranges.

The sound of the car engine behind him became his nightmare again, and Jimmy could only keep weaving through alleys and running red lights to slow down Aunt Benelli's pursuit.

"Jimmy! Come home with me!!!"

This woman is insane! If it weren't for the fact that she's been treating me to meals and meals over the past year and hasn't actually kidnapped me, I would definitely call the police and send this pedophile to jail!

Dragging his heavy body, Jimmy followed the path he used to frequent when scavenging and rushed into a green park. He disappeared into the dense woods in a few moments. He kept looking back, and Benelli's figure was still faintly visible among the tree trunks.

Jimmy ran to a stone arch bridge, quickly crossed it, then crouched down and slid down the gravel path beside him, disappearing into a dark tunnel beneath the bridge. He hid behind a tire in the tunnel, trying to keep his breathing light.

"Jimmy!?"

Benelli stood on the stone bridge, across which lay a low lawn, where Jimmy disappeared.

She stood on the bridge, gripping the edge of the stone bridge, her bloodshot eyes searching her surroundings, her breathing heavy like that of a wild animal. "Get out here right now, Jimmy! You little bastard!"

Boom!

The sound of an empty can hitting a rock made Benelli catch her breath. She braced herself against the railing and looked down, instantly locking her gaze on the dark archway below. A crazed smile spread across her face.

Jimmy, who was hiding in the bridge hole, didn't dare to make a loud noise either. He gritted his teeth and kicked the stupid raccoon who was sleeping there and the tin can he was holding out of the way.

He kept praying that the crazy woman wouldn't find him.

Benelli lunged forward as he approached the cave entrance, trying to grab Jimmy, but was startled to see a large raccoon and took a few steps back.

Benelli's black-stockinged feet stepped on a protruding pebble, and the next moment, he fell into the flowing stream.

"You little liar!" Benelli grabbed a rock from underwater and threw it at the fat raccoon in anger.

The stone didn't hit the raccoon; instead, it flew into the dark underpass and hit a tire.