Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

The spell struck Parvati. She was startled at first, and the smile on her face became somewhat stiff. Her fair skin, typical of high-caste Barat people, immediately flushed red, but she still calmly nodded to her companions.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Cough cough, this experience is amazing, I think you should all try it!"

Although Parvati strongly recommended it, no one dared to try Jimmy's Memory Spell anymore, as if it were an evil spell.

Just then, a voice that all the Gryffindors hated rang out from outside the crowd—it was Malfoy.

"What are you looking at? Did you break your hands from cleaning all those trophies in the trophy display room?"

Ever since Jimmy and Harry arrived, the young Gryffindor wizards have gathered together, their exclamations and laughter echoing through the air. Malfoy has been eager to find out what's going on inside.

Harry, pushing his way out of the crowd, clenched his fists and glared at Malfoy, shouting, "Malfoy, get out of here! You're not welcome here!"

A group of lion cubs turned to Malfoy, blocking Jimmy as if protecting some secret. It was the Gryffindors' "right" to oppose what the Slytherins wanted to do!

Slytherin wizards quickly gathered behind Malfoy, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Jimmy, having stepped out of the crowd, noticed the tense atmosphere and said to Malfoy, "Malfoy, I've invented a spell that can help people remember things they've forgotten. Would you like to try it?"

Malfoy, outwardly calm but inwardly somewhat timid, breathed a slight sigh of relief upon hearing his words and replied, "Oh? You were just experimenting with a spell?"

Simon pulled Ron aside and muttered a few words to him, then Ron raised his chin and shouted, "You dare try Jimmy's spell? Coward!"

Chapter 45 Helplessness

"Coward?" Malfoy was furious, as if his disguise had been exposed. He wanted to answer, "Who wouldn't dare?" but he suspected that Ron was deliberately provoking him; he still had that much sense.

Finally, Malfoy looked at Jimmy, who immediately understood and said, "There's no danger."

“What’s there to be afraid of!” Malfoy had great faith in Jimmy’s credibility and immediately became confident after receiving a clear answer.

Then Jimmy cast a spell on Malfoy, also intending to continue testing, and suddenly understood.

As a result, after Malfoy was cursed, he jumped up and ran away like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. This made the Slytherins uneasy, and they stared at Jimmy with hostile eyes, ready to fight at any moment.

After a burst of laughter, the Gryffindors immediately stepped forward.

The two sides were locked in a tense standoff, as if a brawl could break out at any moment.

Just then, a row of brooms with almost no branches flew over, and Mrs. Huo Qi, who had rushed over at top speed, questioned the two groups: "What are you doing? Get away, class is about to start!"

Malfoy, who had been hiding in the corner of the courtyard, timidly returned, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Jimmy. He didn't even dare to get within ten meters of Jimmy, and the Slytherin students of the same year didn't dare to get too close to Jimmy during class either.

If it were just that, Jimmy wouldn't have cared too much, but when he went to find Hermione after class, who hadn't shown up for a whole class, rumors suddenly started circulating at school.

It is said that he attacked Malfoy with a terrible spell, so much so that Malfoy dared not provoke him.

Even Professor McGonagall was alerted and sought out Jimmy, who was in the hallway, to find out what was going on.

"I didn't do anything. Malfoy said he wanted to try out my Memory Charm, that's all." Jimmy looked aggrieved. He really didn't do anything. Hadn't the charm been tested and proven to be safe?

Professor McGonagall hesitated, "Perhaps the spell has some side effects? Jimmy, try it on me once."

Jimmy looked at the students watching and suggested, "How about we find a secluded spot?"

“No, I want to use it here to stop the spread of rumors.” Professor McGonagall also noticed the young wizards watching and peeping around. Her eyes were firm, and she deliberately raised her voice, saying, “It’s rare for a young wizard to create a completely new spell in their first year. Since Professor Flitwick has already tested it, your spell is probably fine. Come on, right here.”

Professor McGonagall is the best; she never wrongs a little wizard!

Starting today, I hereby unilaterally declare that Professor McGonagall is the stern and undisputed master of Hogwarts!

Deeply moved, Jimmy took out his wand and cast a spell on Professor McGonagall, who stood calmly watching him with encouraging eyes, "Enlightenment!"

As more and more young wizards gathered around, Professor McGonagall was struck by the white light. She was fine for a second or two, but soon things started to go wrong.

Professor McGonagall staggered backward, as if she were about to fall to the ground at any moment.

Seeing that things were going badly, Jimmy immediately went forward to help Professor McGonagall.

As a result, Professor McGonagall gently pushed Jimmy's hand away, covered her face, and ran off sobbing.

Wow!

The young wizards watching from the sidelines were shocked and their eyes widened. They scattered in a panic and disappeared in a few seconds.

"Huh? Don't go! I'm innocent!"

For the first time, Jimmy felt so powerless. He stood there and shouted helplessly. The little wizards who were still there saw him looking at them and ran away as fast as rabbits seeing wolves.

This is clearly a curse that brings back memories. Who can prove my innocence?

At this time, a capable person emerged.

Dumbledore strolled leisurely down the corridor as if he were just passing by, his posture as relaxed as if he were taking a walk. He didn't seem to be coming for Jimmy, but he stopped right in front of Jimmy.

“Professor Dumbledore…” Jimmy looked to Dumbledore for help; he couldn’t let his reputation be ruined by this inexplicable matter.

He invented a spell that could benefit the wizarding world, which should make him an object of worship for all the young wizards at Hogwarts. He should then publish a book and make a fortune of money from parents!

“Professor Flitwick told me that I believe you did it unintentionally, and that it was a very powerful spell.”

The kind old man, Deng, stood with his hands behind his back, his tone full of praise, his voice seemingly possessing a magical power that eased Deng's depressed mood.

"It's more than unintentional! This is clearly not a problem with the spell. If there really is a problem, just say so!" Jimmy pounded his chest in frustration, feeling more wronged than Dou E. Then he looked at Professor Dumbledore, "Professor Dumbledore, could you help me check this spell?"

“Oh, child, don’t use it on me!” Dumbledore’s face showed a hint of embarrassment as he shook his head repeatedly.

The image of a wise elder crumbled instantly, and he even exaggeratedly took a step back, saying, "Memories are a deadly poison. For those who are unfortunate, it is not a good thing to remind them of their past experiences."

"Ok."

Jimmy never felt strange about using the Memory Charm, and he didn't think it would have much of an impact even knowing that people would recall those terrible things.

It's just recalling memories that have already been experienced. First Hermione ran away crying, then Professor McGonagall fled in terror—it's all too exaggerated.

"Put your wand away immediately. Spellcasting is prohibited in the hallway, remember?"

Seeing Jimmy put away his wand, Dumbledore resumed his composed smile, acting as if it were the real thing.

“For those whose happiness outweighs their sadness, the Memory Charm will make them happy. On the contrary… I think you should go see your friend and give her more happy memories.” He pointed in the direction he came from, using the English word for the woman, Hermione.

Hindsighted, Jimmy remembered his original purpose and headed in the direction Dumbledore had pointed. "Well, Professor Dumbledore, you'd better explain this to me!"

“Of course, I will announce it at the dinner.” Dumbledore readily agreed.

Old Deng has a great reputation, and with his guarantee, things should be fine. At least within the confines of Hogwarts, the headmaster's authority is enough to quell those wild rumors.

Jimmy walked down the corridor and saw Hermione, looking haggard, walking out of the girls' restroom at the corner.

Upon seeing Hermione, his first thought was: Did Dumbledore sneak into the girls' bathroom to spy on them?

Next, we'll inquire about the future minister's condition.

Hermione, are you alright?

Hermione wiped her face haphazardly with her still-damp hands after washing them, before managing a weak smile and saying to Jimmy, "I'm fine."

That forced smile is fake and funny, like a child trying to act like an adult. It's not meant to be derogatory, it's just kind of cute.

Jimmy couldn't resist teasing her again, so he reached out and poked Hermione's soft flesh at the corner of her mouth, pressing it down and turning her smile into a pout. He chuckled and said, "Cry, why don't you? You might as well just cry instead of smiling like that."

Snapped!

All my sadness vanished in an instant.

Her face flushed red like an apple, filled with shame and indignation at having her thoughts exposed. Hermione slapped Jimmy's hand away, instinctively raising her hand to interrupt him, "Don't say it!!!"

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again!"

Jimmy apologized verbally, but his movements were swift as he dodged Hermione's punch.

The two chased each other down the corridor, and surprisingly, Hermione wasn't angry at all; instead, she felt genuinely happy.

Chapter 46 Special Contribution Award

Crying is an efficient way for humans to release negative emotions. After crying, each person emerges from a brief moment of intense sadness, much like a computer that has been forcibly formatted and is refreshed, able to continue for a while longer.

Jimmy is like a mainframe with an external brain, constantly refreshed and his so-called negative emotions always come and go quickly.

Hermione was also amused by his somewhat neurotic state of mind. After chasing each other for a while, the two walked side by side down the quiet corridor, where Hermione described to Jimmy how he felt after being hit by the Memory Charm.

"It's like going back to my childhood and reliving those scenes from my memories..."

"Missing Mom?" Jimmy still couldn't resist the temptation to tease Hermione. This was probably because he lacked smartphones and computers as entertainment tools, which made him always want to find something to do.

Embarrassed and annoyed, Hermione nudged him with her shoulder. "I was talking about the spell!"

"Great!" Jimmy grinned, rubbing his shoulder where he'd been bumped. "Was that feeling realistic? Like watching a movie?"

"It's not about watching a movie, it's about reliving past events... and then it's about not being able to control your body and going through it all again."

"Hiss~! That's really scary."

No wonder everyone reacts differently after being struck by the Memory Curse. If this curse strikes someone with a relatively weak will, they will relive the foolish things they did or the tragedies they experienced when they were young.

The happier the people are, the happier they become; the more miserable the people are, the more miserable they become.

If Dumbledore were to be hit by the Memory Curse repeatedly, it would probably crack his Dao heart.

Even ordinary people will relive those unforgettable embarrassing moments, and even recall some embarrassing things they had finally forgotten, which can be very distressing.

They chatted as they arrived at the Great Hall, which was quite crowded. Many people immediately shut their mouths and looked away the moment they saw Jimmy, even the Gryffindors.

"What's wrong with them?" Hermione didn't quite understand their reactions and even had some misunderstandings. She muttered to herself, "Did I get points deducted for skipping class? I should apologize to Mrs. Hooch... Oh my god, I skipped class."

“It’s not your business… no, it has something to do with you too.” Jimmy scoffed at the people spreading rumors and explained to Hermione what had happened after she escaped.

After hearing the rest of the story, Hermione burst out laughing, covering her mouth and shrugging her shoulders. "I'll explain for you!"

"I hope Professor McGonagall can help me explain as well."

The people at the front of the Gryffindor table waved to Jimmy.

Jimmy and Hermione walked over there together.

Hermione didn't need to explain; those who had experienced the Memory Charm had already explained it once. Those who believed Jimmy would naturally believe the explanation, and for those who didn't, no amount of explanation would change anything.

Moreover, people who spread rumors usually treat the process of spreading rumors as a form of entertainment. They don't actually care whether the content of the rumors is true or not, as long as the rumors don't affect them.

"Hey, Jimmy." Neville, who had also skipped class, was at the long table. He still seemed to be recovering from the effects of the Memory Charm, and he looked depressed.

Jimmy patted Neville on the shoulder and asked, "Are you alright? I'll improve my Memory Charm a couple more times, maybe in a month or two at most."

The gloomy and silent Neville gave Jimmy a shy smile and shook his head, saying, "No, you don't need to trouble yourself. You've already helped me a lot!"