Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

This is a Malfoy family tradition of buying school supplies together to strengthen the bond between children.

At the same time, Lucius looked at Jimmy with great interest. He had read the Daily Prophet recently and saw that Jimmy was able to advertise at the Merlin Order's awards ceremony without any regard for his reputation.

With this extraordinary courage, his investment was bound to fail, and he even wanted to increase his investment.

The turmoil in the Muggle world, after months of brewing, has slowly spread to the wizarding world. At least in the largest dragon farm in Eastern Europe, located in the chaotic region, the price of dragon products produced in Romania has risen sharply.

Lucius always felt that the future was not very stable, so he wanted to have several backup plans.

Jimmy wasn't thinking that far ahead yet; he was figuring out how to ask Lucius for Tom's notebook without arousing suspicion...

Forget it, why should I think so much? There's no need to explain.

Any reason would arouse suspicion, so Jimmy simply demanded, "Fifty years ago, someone left a notebook at the Malfoys' house, right? I want that notebook."

Upon hearing this, Lucius, who had been wearing a friendly smile, changed his expression and asked, feigning ignorance, "What notebook?"

“It’s Tom’s notebook.” Jimmy demanded matter-of-factly, “I’m the seer, leave the notebook to me.”

This lie is so useful. Anyway, the wizarding world already has prophetic characters. If he ever knows any secrets that others don't, he can just use the prophecy as an excuse.

ask?

He's a prophet!

Draco finally couldn't hold back and exclaimed in surprise, "You're a prophet?!"

Lucius stared at him blankly, and finally took the black-covered notebook from the pocket of his black trench coat and handed it to Jimmy.

"Okay!" Jimmy was satisfied with Lucius's cooperation and put the notebook in his pocket.

"What will you do with it?" Lucius didn't really believe Jimmy was a prophet, because prophets always had a special quality.

They are usually quite eccentric and tend to get confused because they know too much and can change too little.

None of these traits were seen in Jimmy. More importantly, no prophet can truly change the prophesied future; Jimmy, on the contrary, seems to be someone who can predict the future but also interfere with it.

Those people were all subjects of research by the Department of Mysteries. Lucius didn't know if Jimmy was that kind of person, but he assumed that Jimmy was, just so he could have the idea of ​​winning the lottery.

Jimmy earnestly advised Lucius: "You can't grasp the things in this, so it's best not to ask about things you shouldn't know!"

You're not a kid anymore, why are you still so curious?

If the Dark Lord were to truly be resurrected one day, could you stop Legilimency or commit suicide to keep it a secret?

Lucius wasn't angry at being lectured; on the contrary, the more mysterious Jimmy became, the more excited he felt, like he had bought a stock that would skyrocket. "I understand. I'll pretend this never happened, Draco, and you too."

"Huh? Ah? Understand?"

Draco, standing to the side, remained completely dazed. Even though the two were speaking English right in front of him, why couldn't he understand a word?

Hermione and her family, having exchanged their Galleons, emerged from Gringotts. Uncle George glanced at Lucius with curiosity a few more times.

"Draco? Are you here to buy textbooks too?" Hermione greeted Draco with a smile when she saw him.

Draco nodded in response.

Upon discovering that the blond boy knew Hermione, Uncle George approached Lucius and struck up a conversation, "Hello, George Granger, this is my daughter, Hermione."

Lucius didn't show any unusual expression when he saw that Hermione's parents were Muggles. He naturally extended his hand to shake hands with Uncle George, "Lucius Malfoy, this is my son, Draco."

He told me that Hogwarts had a clever little witch who was better than most of the students.

The parents chatted about their children. Hermione, who was being praised, had no expression, but Uncle George was all smiles.

Draco wondered when he had said such a thing...

They were also shocked that their father could communicate so amicably with Muggles, which was not the case before. Their father always said discriminatory things about Muggles to others at parties.

Could it be that, as Jimmy once said, nobody cares about bloodline, except for those who make a fortune from it?

Lucius and George's brief exchange ended.

He said to Draco, who was standing there dumbfounded, "Draco, go with your friend to buy books. I have something to do, I'll come find you at the bookstore later."

Then he said goodbye and left, heading into the deep alley.

Because they were delayed at the Gringotts entrance, by the time they arrived at Flourish and Blotts, the store was already quite crowded.

Most of them were middle-aged witches who were drawn to Gilderoy Lockhart's book signing. Lockhart's main fan base consists of these unemployed, middle-aged witches who are staying at home.

Fortunately, Flourish and Blotts had already packed and prepared the books that the newly enrolled wizards wanted to buy and placed them at the entrance, so wizards who weren't interested could simply pay and leave.

Hermione looked conflicted, constantly peering inside, trying to catch a glimpse of the person Jimmy had labeled a bad seed.

She really hoped Lockhart wasn't that kind of person, but she also wanted to believe her friend, which put Hermione in a dilemma, and she didn't even know whether she should go see Lockhart.

Seeing Hermione's hesitation, Jimmy suggested, "Let's go in and take a look together. It'll be good to see it beforehand."

Chapter 106 Gilderoy Lockhart

The group squeezed into the crowd and saw a familiar figure from behind, with red hair and a little girl with red hair standing next to her.

"Ron?" Jimmy stepped forward and patted Ron on the shoulder, calling out.

The silly boy shuddered, then turned around and exclaimed with delight when he saw them, "You guys are here too? Look, Harry's over there!"

Following Ron's pointing finger, the group saw Harry at the very front of the crowd, with a flashy blond man's arm around his shoulder; that flashy blond man was Gilderoy Lockhart.

Hermione stood on tiptoe and peered inside, where she saw the legendary man. He was dressed exactly as described in the novel, with a smile that would make middle-aged women swoon, and an aura that completely overshadowed Harry.

Gilderoy Lockhart flashed several smiles from different angles, allowing the diminutive photographer in green wizard robes to take his pictures.

He put his arm around the dejected Harry and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, what a thrilling moment it was when little Harry walked into Flourish and Blotts to buy my biography, 'Reconciliation with Göbekley' and 'My Magical Self'..."

Lockhart's fans applauded continuously during the pause in his speech, and quite a few middle-aged women let out screams that sounded like they were about to faint.

Jimmy, Ron, and Draco had perfectly synchronized expressions. Were all the people around them idiots?

"My Magical Self has been on the Daily Prophet's bestseller list for 27 consecutive weeks," Lockhart said proudly, shaking Harry, who was being held by the shoulder. "He would never have imagined it, and he would never have believed it..."

As he spoke, he gave a look to his assistant beside him; the assistant understood immediately, turned around and brought out a stack of books.

“I’ll give him my entire collection of books…” Lockhart took the stack of books, stuffed them into Harry’s arms without a word, and smiled at the camera, “for free!”

Click!

The old wizard, who was jumping around looking for the right angle, pressed the shutter, and the flash went off in white light.

Lockhart gently nudged Harry, about to sit down and sign autographs for the fans, when suddenly he spotted Jimmy in the crowd and exclaimed with exaggerated surprise, "Wow! Merlin! Today is my lucky day! Look who's there!"

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing and saw Jimmy, who was handsome and taller than his peers.

"Jimmy Blaine!" The old wizard with the camera immediately pushed through the crowd, grabbed Jimmy's clothes, and pulled him out, just like when he caught Harry.

Harry, who had been the center of attention, was immediately pushed aside and gave Jimmy a "good luck" look.

Jimmy walked halfway and pushed the old wizard's hand away; being in the same frame as Lockhart was simply a disgrace.

"I'm a reporter from the Daily Prophet, hurry up and take a picture!" The old wizard even tried to pull Jimmy away; a photo of Jimmy and Lockhart together would definitely make headlines.

Jimmy slapped the old wizard's hand away again and yelled, "Even if you're Dumbledore, it doesn't count! Who asked for my permission to take pictures?! I'll report you to the Ministry of Magic!"

"it is good!"

"Jimmy, that's awesome!"

We support you!

That tough stance immediately drew cheers from those behind.

There was Ron, and also George and Fred, who had somehow gotten there to join the fun.

The old wizard, having been rebuffed, couldn't continue his attack, so he reluctantly withdrew his hand and stepped aside.

"Well, young geniuses always have their own little temper. I was just like you when I first became famous."

Finally, Lockhart stepped in to smooth things over, smiling and saying, "As someone who's been there, I have to give you some painful advice: don't be too arrogant, or you'll lose a leg of your chair."

But his words seemed sarcastic and he even quoted a seemingly plausible proverb.

Hermione explained from the side, "This is a line from 'Me, the Magician'..."

Jimmy thought he could take Lockhart, the Joker, in stride, but to his surprise, a single sentence from him was enough to enrage him: "Let's go, let's get out."

This is a great suggestion. Harry, Ron, Draco, and George Fred all agree with it.

The group squeezed through the crowd, and Draco finally had a chance to mock Harry. He walked backwards in front of Harry and said, "How did that feel? Damn, even going to a bookstore makes headlines!"

“Shut up, Malfoy,” Harry said, embarrassed and indignant.

Draco always finds an opportunity to embarrass himself.

But this led Ginny to misunderstand. She ran up to Draco, glared at him angrily, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, he didn't mean to!"

Draco laughed even harder. Ignoring Ginny, he looked at Harry and said with a smile, "Oh! You got a girlfriend?"

Ginny blushed deeply at those words, while George and Fred stood beside her, chuckling to themselves.

Harry was embarrassed and angry. "Don't talk nonsense. She's Ron's sister."

"I know! She must be a fan of yours. You can take a picture with her and sign it." Draco continued to perform steadily.

Harry looked at Ginny, who was also secretly looking at him; she was really hoping for a photo together.

……

The playful fighting hadn't ended yet when Jimmy secretly took out the 32 Galleons from his pocket and slipped them to George and Fred, saying, "Last month's share."

"How many?" George took the small bag and handed it to Fred to count.

Jimmy whispered, "32 Galleons. We might not have that many next month. This generation of cards is still too rough. We need to make a second generation of cards. Want to join?"

George and Fred exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Together!"

The three of them bumped fists together, enjoying themselves immensely.

As for Draco and Harry, things have also come to a conclusion. Harry used physical means to shut Draco up, because if he continued to tease her, Ginny's face would turn as red as her hair.

After buying the books needed for the new semester, Lucius came to pick up Draco, and during the process, he and Arthur Weasley, who came out of the bookstore, exchanged glances.

The two did not have a conflict and left gracefully.

Jimmy invites Harry and the Weasleys to his shop; the milk tea is delicious and the card games are fun.

Arthur also thanked Jimmy, because Ginny had bought all new items for her enrollment this year.