Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

I knew I hadn't misjudged Jimmy Blaine; he's a born bad seed. How could an ordinary little wizard remain so calm in the face of the three Unforgivable Curses, unless he didn't know...

Eh?

Voldemort suddenly remembered that damned Blaine seemed to be a Muggle.

No, he seems to be an orphan, but he didn't grow up in the wizarding world.

"Ahhh!"

Quirrell was punished again because of his stupidity, which caused Voldemort to realize for so long that Jimmy was a young wizard who did not grow up in the wizarding world and had no idea what the three Unforgivable Curses meant.

Next time Jimmy comes to study, we need to make things clear beforehand, gauge his reaction, and also discuss the testing.

Jimmy hadn't gone far from Quirrell's office when he suddenly ran into Harry, Ron, Draco, Neville, and Hermione running towards him in a panic.

Four men were each holding one of Rocket's claws, while Hermione followed behind carrying a suitcase, indicating that another attack had occurred.

Chapter 68 A gentleman who lacks solemnity will not command respect.

Seeing several people carrying the rocket, Jimmy knew exactly what had happened!

"Is he dead?"

Jimmy quickly went to check on them, and his words shocked everyone.

"No, we saw the rocket from the fifth floor, and it was like this when we got there." Draco, who had the worst stamina, was always panting heavily when he spoke.

The four of them lowered the rocket, and Harry, who was the second weakest in terms of stamina, continued, "Neville said he saw some upperclassmen from Slytherin carrying bags of snacks when he went upstairs."

"what!!!"

Jimmy, who had been relatively calm, immediately changed his expression. He took back the box and checked the snacks and change inside. Several bags of snacks were missing, which made him so angry that his face turned red.

"My snacks were taken! I'll remember that 50 Galleons loss!"

"Huh?" Hermione's indignant face was now filled with confusion. "50 Galleons?"

A few bags of snacks can't be worth fifty Gallons, right?

Jimmy pulled out his wand and freed Rocket from petrification before saying with righteous indignation, "Petrifying Rocket twice, doesn't that require compensation? And what about the emotional distress I suffer as its owner, and the lost wages? All of that costs money!"

"But how are you going to find them? And we can't beat the upperclassmen, can we?" Ron estimated the strength of both sides. If it really was those upperclassmen Slytherins who did it, he felt that they might not be able to beat them.

Jimmy snorted coldly, "You think you can run away after offending me? I'll handle this."

No matter who it is, they all have to return the money they lost!

A gentleman who is not dignified will not command respect. How can you establish authority in school if you don't make them scream with fear?

"You can't fight against several upperclassmen by yourself. Let us help you think of a way."

"Yes! I'll help too!"

"I can go to George and Fred, they're sure to come up with a solution!"

"Me too!"

Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Neville all offered to help, eager to get started and ready to make a big splash.

Draco stood awkwardly to the side, not daring to get involved in the beating up of a Slytherin student. His situation in Slytherin was already bad enough, and he was also preoccupied with what happened that morning. Not causing trouble was already a favor to Jimmy.

"We can't act recklessly; we have to do it secretly and with a plan!"

Jimmy didn't dampen their enthusiasm, but simply said that they needed to plan things out, pick a time, and make sure they were ready before taking action.

"If it happens once or twice, there will definitely be a third time."

His plan was simple: first, confirm the killer's identity; then, when the killer was alone, ambush him by putting a sack over his head, making sure they couldn't find any evidence against him, and also preventing a fight between the two academies.

After each attack, they would leave a note on the victims stating the amount of compensation they needed, or they would continue to attack them.

Each of the five people paid 10 Galleons to the Rockets, and they didn't need to apologize; the problem could be solved simply by secretly paying the money.

With the plan in place, Harry and his friends wouldn't need to do anything or even disguise themselves. Even if the plan were known beforehand, the murderer would be constantly in a state of panic.

The next day, Sunday.

Rocket was still carrying his box and selling snacks all over the school.

Jimmy was experiencing the Invisibility Cloak for the first time, and he was walking around town with Harry and Ron, following Rocket. When they entered a corridor where no one was around, the murderer appeared!

The five people Draco mentioned yesterday followed Rocket down the corridor. Marcus Flint, with his mouth full of rotten teeth, drew his wand and chanted a spell at Rocket as he turned around, "Petrify them all!"

The other four laughed and ran over to open the box, taking out a bunch of snacks.

Jimmy, Harry, and Ron, who were hiding on the other side of the corner, saw this scene clearly, and all three of them hated those people to the core.

Harry and Ron were about to remove their invisibility cloaks to undo Rocket's petrification.

Just then, Quirrell suddenly appeared from the other end of the corridor, startling Jimmy, who quickly grabbed the two of them and pulled them back to the wall. "Wait a minute!"

Harry and Ron also saw Quirrell, but they assumed that Jimmy was being sensible by keeping quiet and hiding so as not to be discovered by the professor.

How did Quirrell end up here?

After the initial shock, Jimmy inexplicably connected the rocket attack with Quirrell. Could it be that Quirrell orchestrated this?

A soft sound in the corridor seemed to confirm his guess and gave him a bad feeling.

After waiting a while, they saw Quirrell hurriedly pass by them and disappear in the direction of the auditorium.

After confirming that Quirrell was far away, Jimmy, who was becoming increasingly uneasy, immediately lifted his invisibility cloak and ran into the corridor to check the situation.

"Oh my god! Jimmy, your suitcase!"

"I knew it! Slytherins are all bad guys!"

Harry and Ron quickly followed, peering into the open box with Jimmy. They immediately began to angrily berate the upperclassmen from Slytherin.

The once neatly arranged snack shelves inside the box were now scattered all over the floor, and several bottles of cola were also blown to pieces, turning the once perfectly good cargo box into a garbage dump.

Jimmy's eyes blazed with fury as he furiously punched a bunch of holes. He immediately pulled out his wand and cleaned out the inedible parts of the box.

The salvageable portions were brought to the ground using a levitation spell, and the final losses were tallied. Fortunately, Qiluo acted quickly, and only one-fifth of his snacks were lost, though they looked rather pitiful.

After cleaning the snack packaging with a Cleansing Charm, Jimmy silently blamed Voldemort for it, and those five Slytherins must have been arranged by Voldemort through some means.

That's disgusting. Why not just follow the script and finish the first semester, then everyone can live in peace?

If you act unjustly first, don't blame me for being unjust in return!

Jimmy picked up the rocket and suitcase and left with Harry Ron, who was equally indignant.

Back in the Gryffindor common room, the people who had been waiting there immediately stood up and bombarded the three with questions.

Besides Hermione, Neville, Seamus, and others, there were also George, Fred, and a group of other upperclassmen.

Many Gryffindor students knew about Rocket's first petrification. George and Fred were very active in confronting Slytherin. After learning that Rocket had been attacked by Slytherin, they spontaneously rallied their friends and gathered almost all the Gryffindor boys except for those in the sixth and seventh years in less than half a day.

Hermione tried to lift the rocket off the ground, but was nearly knocked over by its weight. "It's so heavy... So, have you found the culprit yet?"

“Let me tell you about those Slytherins…”

Upon hearing this, Ron, like a vicious dog with its gates closed, roared out the evil deeds of Slytherin. He exaggerated the helplessness of Rocket and the loss of Jimmy, which filled the Gryffindors with righteous indignation.

"How dare they treat our Rockets like this! We must fight back!" George shouted from a high place, immediately drawing responses from many others.

Fred waved his arms and shouted, "Down with Slytherin!"

Others joined in shouting "Down with Slytherin!" A group of young witches outside, though not yet involved, smiled and expressed their support.

Jimmy was the only one still thinking about how to mess with Voldemort.

Chapter 69 Retaliation

Snapped!

Jimmy slammed his hand on the sofa armrest and stood up, shouting, "This can't be left like this!"

Everyone shouted in unison, "We can't let this go!"

“Whenever you see Graham Montaigne, Eldory Joe, Aaron Travers, Marcus Flint, or Derian Pursey, smile at them and scare them! We’ll find an opportunity to ambush them when they’re alone, so they can live in constant fear!”

"Good good!"

the next day.

Graham emerged from the Slytherin common room to head to the Great Hall for breakfast. He had gotten up a little late today because the Coke he'd stolen yesterday had an energy boost. He drank the Coke and played Bombs with Eldridge until very late.

Graeme was a tall, muscular man who ate more than the thin Eldoli and woke up hungry earlier.

He met many people along the way, and for some reason, all the Gryffindors, whether male or female, smiled at him, leaving Graeme completely baffled.

He searched his entire body but couldn't find anything unusual. He figured there might be something on his face, so he went into the restroom to look in the mirror.

The moment I stepped into the restroom, three curses flew from behind me.

"He collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious!"

"Tongue-locking and throat-sealing!"

"Petrify them all!"

Graham's body stiffened, his consciousness went black, and he collapsed to the ground unconscious.

George and Fred removed their invisibility cloaks. Jimmy, still in his invisibility cloak, guarded the door, while George and Fred carried Graham into the bathroom cubicle as planned.

A bucket of water was poured on Graeme, then a dung bomb was thrown onto his wet robe. The scum from the dung bomb mixed with the wet clothes, making the smell even more lingering. Finally, a note demanding 20 gallons in compensation was tucked into his hand.

The smell of the dung bomb began to spread, and people in the distance had already smelled it and were approaching. Jimmy immediately used his invisibility cloak to cover George and Fred and they evacuated the scene.

Graham's terrible condition was quickly discovered, and instead of calling the professor, the students kept exclaiming in surprise and calling their friends to come and see for themselves.

Soon, Slytherins discovered Graeme's terrible condition and immediately summoned the prefects to help him break the curse and inquire what had happened to Graeme.

When Graeme woke up, he was so overwhelmed by the pungent stench emanating from his body that he almost vomited. He had to use several cleansing spells and exhale a string of bubbles before the smell became less pungent.

Hearing the prefect's question, Graeme was also annoyed and helpless. He was panting heavily, and said in a muffled voice like an angry giant, "I didn't see them attack me from behind."

He braced himself on the ground to get up, when he touched the note that had fallen to the ground.

Graham saw words on the note, picked it up and read it, and then saw a sentence: Pay 20 Galleons for your evil deeds or do it again.

A heinous act? 20 Galleons?