Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

After hesitating for a moment, Harry finally closed the wooden door gently. Jimmy was the smartest among them, so he must have a reason for saying that.

The three of them quickly left the corridor and ran upstairs.

"Courage!" Harry commanded the Fat Lady.

Fortunately, the plump lady didn't go out to visit anyone tonight; she was just dozing off.

puff!

The fat lady's snot bubble burst in front of her face. She saw several young wizards still outside and put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction. "They can never let anyone sleep. And there's a Slytherin? How strange. Come on in."

This was Draco's first time in the Gryffindor common room. It was quiet; it was late, and most people were either asleep or playing cards in their dorms.

The three of them quickly walked up the spiral staircase and arrived at the quiet dormitory.

Neville was already asleep, so Harry and Ron went to Neville's four-poster bed and woke him up by nudging him from either side.

Shh! It's us, Neville.

"Something's happened! Put your shoes on and come with us!"

Harry and Ron covered Neville's mouth, and only let go after giving him their instructions.

By this time, Neville was awake. Without asking what had happened, he quickly put on his shoes.

The moonlight outside the window provided them with dim illumination. Neville looked at the three of them and didn't think anything was wrong until he realized that the person between Harry and Ron wasn't Jimmy.

"Where's Jimmy?" Neville asked in a low voice.

Harry and Ron, both looking grief-stricken and angry, pulled him downstairs. Once in the common room, they told him about Jimmy's situation.

Chapter 83 Collective Behavior

Jimmy's injury enraged Neville, who considered Jimmy one of the most important people in his life.

Upon hearing that the murderer had not only injured Jimmy but also intended to steal the Philosopher's Stone, Neville instantly turned red with anger, grabbed his wand, and was ready to fight. "I'll fight Snape to the death!"

They still doubted Snape.

"Yes! Let's fight Snape!"

Harry and Ron also raised their wands and stormed out the door, just in time to see Hermione returning.

“Hermione, are you coming with us? Snape has already gone through the trapdoor!” Harry asked.

By this time, Hagrid's first line of defense had fallen. Given Snape's years of experience lurking in Hogwarts, he had probably already figured out how to break through the other professors' challenges.

If Snape isn't stopped soon, the Philosopher's Stone will be lost, and the man whose name cannot be spoken will return!

Nobody wanted to see this ending!

Hermione was also anxious upon hearing this, "I'll go, you guys go ahead, I'll be there in a bit!"

Having witnessed firsthand the battles between wizards, she was even more aware of the dangers Harry and his friends had faced in the past. However, compared to Harry, who only knew how to charge headlong into battle, Jimmy's plan was clearly more trustworthy to her.

"Okay, we're going now!" Without giving Hermione a chance to answer, Ron grabbed Harry and Neville and ran outside.

Once they reached the outside of the lounge, Ron revealed his true thoughts: "I don't think we should have let Hermione come with us. I'm afraid she'll try to persuade us to go back when we get to the door."

"No way?" Harry felt that Hermione wasn't that kind of person, but his previous impression was too strong, making him unsure.

Ron said firmly, "Why not? Maybe it's a good thing. If she encounters danger, she'll call the professor, and that way, Snape's secret will be exposed!"

Because of Jimmy's interference, Hermione didn't really have many opportunities to show her bravery, except for the midnight duel and one night outing.

In a few words, they all agreed that it was the best option for Hermione not to come along, because at least if they encountered danger or went without news for a long time, Hermione would ask the professor for help.

Back in the Gryffindor common room, Hermione rushed up the stairs to the boys' dormitory and found George and Fred's room by the door number. She raised her hand and knocked on the door, knocking very hard.

While filming, he kept shouting, "George, Fred!"

The door opened quickly, and a dark face peeked out, startling Hermione.

“Oh, Miss Granger, this is the boys’ dormitory.” It was Li Jordan who opened the door. He knew Miss Granger, one of the famous outcasts of Gryffindor.

George and Fred peeked out from under the door, their heads sandwiching Lee Jordan's black hair between them.

"Hi!"

Good evening? You were looking for us?

Finally meeting the main characters, Hermione hurriedly said to the two of them, "Jimmy sent me to find you. He said... wake everyone up and then go to the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

George asked with a look of surprise, "Really?"

Fred looked around in the hallway. "Where's Jimmy? I thought he'd come and tell us himself."

“Jimmy’s injured. He was attacked by a dark wizard in the Forbidden Forest and is in the school infirmary now.” Hermione was quite skeptical about whether the two of them could actually help, since they always seemed rather unreliable. “He said you could help?”

"Yeah!" George and Fred suddenly pulled the door open, bumping into Lee Jordan quite hard.

The actual scene of the dormitory behind the door was also revealed to Hermione, and it was indeed a bit chaotic.

Inside, there were not only various clothes and luggage, but also all sorts of strange boxes and joke products, and the floor was covered with a pile of dueling cards that hadn't been put away yet.

Hermione peeked out and saw a basket of dung bombs placed against the wall. Weren't they afraid the dung bombs would explode in the dormitory...

"Arise! All of you, rise!"

George and Fred jumped out of their dorm room and started knocking on doors on both sides of the hallway.

Li Qiaodan, clutching his neck, also came out of the dormitory to help knock on the door, because an even better show was about to take place, just like that midnight duel tournament that was destined to go down in history.

Anything made by Jimmy is guaranteed to be of high quality!

George and Fred, who had learned of the plan, had been waiting for this night. They had been going to bed very late every night after their exams, just so they wouldn't miss Jimmy's genius plan.

More and more people were being woken up, and the corridor became crowded. Hermione hurried down to the common room to wait.

Just then, the door to Gryffindor's common room opened from the outside, and the limping Jimmy bounced in.

"Jimmy? Weren't you in the school infirmary?" Hermione asked in surprise, rushing to help Jimmy up.

"I came back to get something; I need to go back to the school clinic later."

By this time, Jimmy had already left Quirrell's office, because he couldn't find any money there, only some books and magical materials.

There were too many things in the office; he couldn't carry them all by hand or with magic, so he went back to his dorm to bring his suitcase with him.

Nobody! Nobody can owe me money!

"No, you should lie down in the school infirmary. Madam Pomfrey said you're not better yet!" Hermione was very unhappy with Jimmy's decision to leave the infirmary without permission. "You should be paying attention to the doctor's orders! Go back!"

"I need to get my things!" Jimmy wouldn't be satisfied without receiving the compensation. He struggled slightly, but found he had no strength left, so he said, "Why don't you go and get them for me? I need my suitcase."

Hermione reluctantly helped him to the sofa. "You stay here for now, I'll go get your suitcase."

"Okay." Jimmy lay on the sofa, squinted, and then looked at Hermione's back with a puzzled expression. Why did that sentence sound so strange?

At that moment, a group of people rushed down from the boys' dormitory, all fully armed and carrying various joke products, ready for a big battle.

Leading the charge were Jimmy's two big "sauces," George and Fred, who had changed into long robes, their pockets overflowing with fireworks.

Upon seeing Jimmy on the sofa, the two men's eyes lit up, and they immediately rushed to Jimmy and saluted, "Where are we going to fight!"

"Go to the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor. You can use music to put the Cerberus to sleep. Go now, the obstacle has been cleared!"

They loved to act, so Jimmy would play along, sprawling limply on the sofa and casually waving his hand like a chess player controlling a game of chess.

Upon hearing this, George and Fred raised their arms and shouted, "Charge! For the glory of Gryffindor!"

Then a group of Gryffindors, still full of energy after being woken up in the middle of the night, rushed out for another collective night tour.

After the crowd dispersed, Hermione returned with the suitcase. She helped Jimmy up and carried the suitcase back to the school infirmary with him.

However, when they got to the third floor, Jimmy refused to go any further. "Hermione, help me to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office. I need to collect my compensation."

This time he was much more honest and said directly what he was going to do.

"Take the compensation money?" Hermione didn't understand at first, but after a moment's thought, she exclaimed in a low voice, "You're going to steal something?!"

"What theft? Why are you making it sound like I'm a criminal?"

Upon hearing this, Jimmy, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, retorted defiantly, "I'm just getting back the compensation that's rightfully mine in a reasonable way. Does that mean I'm entitled to no compensation because I was injured?!"

Hermione was quite annoyed by this reason, and in a fit of desperation, she said, "Fine, you win, Mr. Right."

"I like to reason things out."

The nickname didn't make Jimmy uncomfortable; on the contrary, he smiled rather smugly.

Hermione helped him, and they stumbled into the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

Chapter 84 The Great Adventure Under the Trapdoor

For Harry and his friends, it was yet another extraordinary adventure.

When they returned to the right-hand corridor on the fourth floor, the harp in the room had stopped playing, but luckily Harry had prepared a flute.

The flute music was a jumbled mess, but Louis wasn't a domestic pig, so he didn't mind Harry's rough playing and continued to lie on the ground asleep.

The group passed through the trapdoor without incident, only to fall into a devil's web. The moving vines terrified them, and the four of them struggled desperately.

Fortunately, Nave was there. He quickly realized what the vines were and warned, "These are devil's webs. Don't struggle, relax! The more you struggle, the tighter they will wrap around you."

"Ah! It's strangling me! Then I can finally relax! Help!"

Ron was like a drowning man; despite hearing Neville's advice, the panic in his heart still forced him to keep struggling.

Neville, Harry, and Draco fell one after another, while Ron remained stuck up there, unable to move no matter how much they tried to persuade him.

The people who had fallen below were frantic. Seeing that Ron was about to lose his voice, Neville finally reacted, "The Devil's Web is afraid of light! Use the Illumination Charm together!"

The three of them used the Illumination Charm together, and three beams of light dispelled the entire web of demonic energy above. Ron was also released from the terrible vines and fell below.

Ron was embarrassed after landing on the ground. He quickly got up and stretched his body as if he had just survived a battle, loosening his tense joints. "Luckily, I didn't panic!"

Draco, pretending to be someone being strangled, clutched his neck with both hands, stuck out his tongue, and whimpered, "Help! I can't breathe!"

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Ron's face turned bright red, and he raised his hand to hit Draco, who had made himself look ugly and mocked him.

Seeing this, Harry quickly stopped the two who usually didn't get along, "Stop fooling around, luckily Neville did well in Herbology."

With Harry's mediation, Draco fell silent and said, "Luckily, Jimmy brought Longbottom along too."