Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

“Mr. Blaine, where are you going? The starting fare for the Knight Bus is 5 siscos, but you only need 1 sisco to get to the Leaky Cauldron!” Stanson Parker pleaded, hanging from the front of the bus.

Jimmy ignored him and walked back to Diagon Alley on his own two feet, wondering if he should buy a second-hand flying broom.

This way, you can ride a broom when you go on long trips and avoid being ripped off by bus drivers.

Back at Raccoon Alchemy Workshop, the employees had already gone home. The senior students went to work via FiloNet, which was very convenient for them, so they didn't live in the shop.

The store only has the mascot rocket, which is lying on a chair for customers on the first floor, holding a food bowl full of snacks in its arms. Its originally muscular build is showing signs of turning into that of a couch potato.

"Stop eating. No mother raccoon will like you if you become a fat couch potato."

Jimmy ran over and snatched Rocket's snacks, stuffing them into his mouth.

Rocket seemed used to it; he reached behind him with his claws and pulled out a letter.

"For me?" Jimmy took the still-warm letter, casually shoved the food bowl back onto Rocket's belly, and glanced at the sender's signature. "A letter from Neville?"

Upon opening the letter, Neville said he would personally come to the shop to see him in three days and take him to Longbottom Manor.

Neville also explained where he went on the opening day. His parents were both out that day, and Neville was helping his grandmother redecorate the house in preparation for Jimmy's arrival.

After reading the letter, Jimmy slunk back to the lounge to sleep.

Three days later, Jimmy, who was behind the counter, saw Neville arrive as promised, and not only him, but also Neville's grandmother, Ms. Augusta Longbottom.

“Jimmy, I’m so sorry I couldn’t come to congratulate you on your store opening day. Um, this is my grandma.” Neville has really changed a lot; he’s become more confident and no longer speaks in such a timid manner.

Neville's grandmother was actually not very old, but she looked very old. Her hair was gray, her skin was loose and wrinkled, her eyes were bright and piercing, and her hands were folded over her lower abdomen, like a noblewoman with an air of dignity.

“I don’t know how to express my gratitude to you, Mr. Blaine! Augusta Longbottom, Frank Longbottom, Alice Longbottom, Neville Longbottom will all remember your help!”

Ms. Augusta was not as difficult to get along with as she appeared. Her voice had lost its usual strength and become very kind, just like that of a kind grandmother.

Jimmy, who knew how to respect the elderly and care for the young, came out from behind the counter and said, "I have received your kindness, and I don't feel like I have done anything."

“That’s not enough, child. Even though you may have done it unintentionally, the Longbottom family must remember this kindness.” A smile appeared on Mrs. Augusta’s face as she said, “Don’t be shy. I’m inviting you to Longbottom Manor as a guest; it’s the proper way to treat our benefactors!”

Chapter 102 Longbottom Manor

As one of the 28 Holy Families, House Longbottom is neither as impoverished as House Weasley nor as dwindling in number as House Malfoy. On the contrary, House Longbottom is actually doing quite well, with many well-known relatives.

Longbottom Estate is located on a small hill. The estate is not large, but it has everything a wealthy family should have: artificial hills, streams, pavilions, and busy house-elves.

The walls of the main hall in the manor were covered with many specimens and portraits of the Longbottom family's ancestors. Everyone stared curiously at Jimmy as he walked in, whispering among themselves.

Neville didn't know how to introduce them, so he pointed to the portraits of the people whispering to each other and said, "This is my great-grandfather, and my great-great-grandfather. They are all our family's elders. Anyway, the portraits hanging on the wall are all our family's ancestors."

“Take Jimmy around to see the sights. I need to go and call Frank and Alice back.” Ms. Augusta said this with barely concealed joy; she was happy to have the children back.

“Okay, Grandma.” Neville breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly led Jimmy into the house. “Grandma’s here, I don’t know how to introduce you.”

Jimmy nodded with a look of empathy, "I understand, it always feels uncomfortable around elders."

"That's right!"

Neville led Jimmy to a small room in the corner of the corridor. When he opened the door, the space inside seemed unusually large.

He explained, "This is our study; I think you'll like it here."

To be precise, this should be called a library.

The room Jimmy saw was a huge library that had been enchanted with a seamless expansion spell, and its layout was exactly the same as the library at Hogwarts.

The huge wooden cabinet reached to the ceiling, with rows of books neatly arranged inside, and faint sounds of ghosts wailing and howling could be heard from deep within.

Neville explained, "The sounds inside are coming from some strange books. Grandma never lets me go near those books. I'm not sure if those books are dangerous..."

How much does a well-developed collection of the Sacred 28 clans have?

"This place is amazing! What kinds of books are in here?" Jimmy really liked it. The knowledge here was worth learning. He was currently struggling with his slow leveling up, and the more advanced parts of Hogwarts' library were inaccessible in the restricted section!

Neville scratched his head sheepishly. "I don't know, I rarely come here."

"Exploration is also a kind of fun."

Jimmy excitedly ran into the Longbottom family's study, wandering among the labeled cabinets. He saw many types of books, even some ancient books on bio-alchemy.

However, in the end, he only borrowed a dozen or so books, most of which were related to potions, because he planned to delve deeper into the field of potions later.

Potions have a higher added value than alchemical items. Alchemy is not something you should ignore, but you will focus more on potions later on. It's best to use the deduction opportunity to create more recipes to sell.

Many alchemical items can be replaced by magic, but potions cannot be replaced by ordinary magic.

Potions are medicines, and it goes without saying how much money the pharmaceutical giants in Europe and America make, right?

Neville generously replied, "It's okay, you can take it home and look at it, and you can return it whenever you want. It's fine even if you don't return it."

“I read very quickly, and the memory-restoring spell can help me store knowledge in my brain and digest it slowly.” Jimmy waved his hand and said, “Why don’t we go look at something else?”

Then he followed Neville to the backyard, where a flock of wild vultures that had flown in from the mountains were kept; they were adopted by Neville's grandmother.

The fierce-looking vulture is a huge bird of prey, and his grandmother believed it to be a very spiritual animal.

There is a lake in the back hills of the manor. Neville's Uncle Algi once threw Neville into the lake in an attempt to make him show off his magic.

After being restored by the Memory Charm, Neville has been able to recall the painful memories that his brain had automatically blocked out, but Neville does not hate Uncle Algi; Uncle Algi is just a little impatient.

After exploring all of Longbottom Manor, Jimmy was finally notified by a house-elf named Berry to return to the manor for dinner, and he also met Neville's parents.

Neville's father was very tall, though his hair was thinning on top, and he had a kind smile.

Neville's mother had short, reddish-brown hair that was less than a finger's length, which was said to be natural and would never grow long.

The two thanked Jimmy sincerely, and Ms. Alice's enthusiasm and gaze made it seem as if she regarded him as her son.

"If you don't mind, you are welcome to visit Longbottom Estate anytime during your holidays. You are always welcome here."

Jimmy felt like he was a different version of Harry Potter, with a friend's mother treating him like her son.

Shaking off the strange thoughts in his mind, Jimmy hurriedly dealt with the Longbottom family's hospitality. At noon, Mrs. Augusta asked Jimmy to personally use a memory-restoring charm to heal Neville's parents.

“Unforgettable!” Jimmy then took out his wand and used a memory-restoring charm on Mr. Frank and Ms. Alice.

After being cursed, both of them wore happy expressions and hugged each other tightly.

Jimmy put away his wand and said, "I'm not a professional healer, and I don't know if this will work."

“Very effective!” Ms. Augusta said seriously. “Frank and Alice have proven that you did a great job, child. Thank you.”

"Thank you for your hospitality tonight. I should head back now."

Neville said reluctantly, "Remember to come back and play again!"

In the afternoon, he and Jimmy went to the lake to read and fish, and had a lot of fun.

Unfortunately, he also knew that Jimmy was always very busy and probably wouldn't have much time to visit their house.

Jimmy waved and then walked into the fireplace and disappeared.

During the rest of the holiday, Jimmy stayed in the Raccoon Alchemy Workshop and didn't go anywhere else.

He spends most of his time on four things: running the shop, researching second-generation duel cards with his seniors, researching more snacks and treats with senior Mary, and reading and studying.

He spent the most time tending to the shop, and his advertising in the Daily Prophet was initially effective. Rita Skeeter's article, "Genius or Businessman? Unveiling the Secrets of the Youngest Merlin First Class Medal Recipient," also brought considerable traffic to Raccoon Alchemy Workshop.

Jimmy didn't care at all about the sarcastic remarks Ritaski made about him in her article; all he knew was that business was booming and more and more people were coming to the shop to play cards.

Those wizards who were addicted to playing cards seemed to regard the Raccoon Alchemy Workshop as one of their places of leisure and entertainment, only buying drinks and snacks in the shop and sitting there all day long.

The inner room, which was originally intended to be an assembly line, a factory, and a warehouse, has now been forced to have half of its space set up with tables so that idle wizards who come here to drink tea and play cards can have a place to sit.

After a month of ups and downs, the month finally came to an end, and it was time to do the first accounting.

In the first month after opening, the total revenue was 1687 Gallons, not counting the cash.

Of the 800 Galleons, it was the payment received for completing orders from the Zoko Magic Joke Shop and the Bouncing and Playing Magic Joke Shop; another 400 Galleons was the income from cards sold over the past few days; and the remaining 400 Galleons was the income from various milk tea and snacks that had returned to their original prices over the past month.

The total cost of various milk tea snacks barely reached 100 Gallons, but the profit margin for milk tea snacks is still quite considerable.

Chapter 103 (A Joke)

Jimmy paid his seven senior students a base salary of 70 Galleons per month, and they would receive a commission of 5 Sickles for every card sold. Senior Mary, who was in charge of the milk tea stall, would also receive a commission.

Loading a block, each person receives an average monthly salary of 85 Gallons, totaling 595 Gallons.

Revenue 1687 - 595 - 100 = 992

Of the 992 Galleons, 32 Galleons were split between George and Fred, so Jimmy would only get 960 Galleons in the end.

Fortunately, it was a zero-cost business to open, otherwise I would have had to reduce the cost by another 200.

Jimmy's savings have once again surpassed the 1000 Galleon mark, and it's time to consider opening a snack shop.

The reason why the wizarding community's restaurants in remote areas can survive is because of their cheap ingredients. He wants to open his second restaurant in Hogsmeade, and it would be best if he could find an investor like Lucius, which would save him the rent.

Let's wait until Senior Mary comes up with a new menu first, then we can transfer her to Hogsmeade as the manager.

As the start of school draws closer, Jimmy receives a number of letters from friends: Ron invites him to their homes, Hermione invites him to their homes, and Draco invites him to his home.

Wow, I'm getting invitations everywhere! I've become a hot commodity!

Seeing that his seniors were becoming more and more skilled at running the store, and that the traffic from the Daily Prophet had decreased recently, Jimmy decided to take a break and go to keep his appointment.

Of the three invitations, he would naturally choose Hermione. He could go to Ron's house when school started, and he had already been to Draco's house once. If he didn't go to Hermione, where else could he go?

Jimmy brought some snacks given to him by others, and also packed a few cups of milk tea with ice. He borrowed Langdon's flying broom and cast a Muggle banishing charm on himself so that ordinary people wouldn't see him when he was flying in the sky.

Jimmy swept through London's perpetually overcast skies and soon stopped above a white house, below which was Granger's house, but instead of ringing the doorbell, he circled the house.

The car in the garage was gone, and through the window he could only see Hermione lying on the bed in the room, looking infatuated with a book, and he decided to tease her.

He rode his flying broomstick to the window, which was open and had no security bars. He could clearly see Hermione's hair tossing and turning as she lay on the bed.

Suddenly, Hermione uttered indistinct syllables and started rolling around on the bed while clutching her book.

Jimmy thought with a hint of jealousy, "He must have seen some story that turns people into maggots."

After Hermione finished rolling around and continued reading her novel on the bed, he quietly slipped in through the window.

He took off his shoes, tiptoed to the foot of the bed, put down the broom, and quietly approached Hermione.

Then, he lunged forward, slapped his hands on the bed, and let out a loud scream.

"what!"