Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

Seeing that there weren't many snacks left in the cart, he shouted, "We'll take them all!"

Then, to Jimmy's astonishment, he pulled a gleaming gold Galleon from the pocket of his ill-fitting, oversized work pants.

Even Ron on the other side was stunned. At that moment, Harry's heroic act of standing up for his friend was so cool that it made Jimmy feel incredibly proud.

"Oh! My dear Harry, I've decided to be your friend!"

The trolley was pushed into the compartment, and an excited Jimmy dumped all the remaining snacks onto the seats, then handed the remaining four bottles of Coke to Harry and took 3 Galleons from him.

Influenced by Jimmy's enthusiasm, Harry also smiled genuinely and shared a lot of snacks with Ron.

Actually, Harry had never eaten these snacks before. Uncle Vernon would never be so generous as to buy him snacks, and Dudley would never share them with him.

Three Galleons was definitely more than the price of the snack, so Jimmy had Rockets perform a backflip for the two of them.

"How can it jump so high when it's so fat?" Ron's eyes widened when he saw the fat raccoon jump up, then he looked suspiciously at the fat rat lying on his lap.

The proportions of those with plump figures are all about the same; perhaps freckles could too...

Jimmy pulled out his wand and said to the two of them, "I can also help you chill your Coke."

To cool down the cola, he stayed up all night last night asking Old Tom how to cast the Freeze Spell.

Therefore, Jimmy also discovered that as long as the knowledge is stored in the brain as short-term memory after learning, upgrading it with the Golden Book can turn short-term memory into permanent memory.

"Is it magic?" Harry asked curiously.

Jimmy proudly declared, "Of course, I paid a huge price to learn the Freezing Charm!"

The cost refers to the 16 Galleons required to upgrade the level; the cost increases by 1 Galleon for each level upgrade of the Golden Book.

The spell level increased from 6 to 7, costing him 16 Galleons, which made him regret it all night.

Chapter 11 This is a moment to remember

"Ice three feet thick!"

The Freeze Charm is not in the standard spells. There is a Freeze Charm in the standard spells, but its effect is to stop the object from moving.

Jimmy pointed his wand, and the Coke in Harry and Ron's hands emitted a chill, lowering the temperature to the optimal 3°C for Coke.

In order to accurately use the freezing spell to reach 3°C, his dedication was no less than that of the screw-tightening immortal.

Harry and Ron unscrewed the bottle caps and took a sip, shivering from the cold.

The spicy taste made Ron make a painful face. He moved the bottle closer to his eyes. "What a strange taste. My tongue hurts... Hmm, I'll take another bite!"

"Want a bottle?" Harry picked up a bottle of Coke and handed it to Jimmy, even though he had bought it from him.

“If it’s a gift from a friend, of course.” Jimmy wasn’t going to stand on ceremony with Harry and cast a freezing spell on the Coke as well.

He had sold out of his goods, so he stayed in the carriage to get to know his newly acquainted wealthy friend better, and casually opened a pack of ladyfingers.

Rocket also put the stroller in the corner and lay on it eating candy.

Jimmy's attitude actually increased Harry's goodwill towards him. He didn't want people to look at him like he was in a zoo, which made him feel like a monkey being watched.

Eating alone won't do; we need to find something to talk about. So Jimmy said in a serious tone, "I've been selling snacks and asking a lot of people about the branch school!"

"Sorting?" Harry still didn't quite understand the Sorting system.

Ron quickly swallowed the gummy in his mouth and asked, "Do you know how to sort into houses?"

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked again. "What is Sorting House?"

"I know!"

Suddenly, someone rushed into the private room.

The three of them had only turned their heads to look when the uninvited little witch began chattering away, explaining, "According to a record in Hogwarts' history, Hogwarts has four houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. We are sorted into our houses before classes begin, and my favorite house is Gryffindor!"

The little witch's eyes gleamed with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. Her voice softened as she said, "Everyone says Gryffindor is the best, and Professor Dumbledore graduated from that house. I've memorized all the knowledge from the books; I hope it will be useful..."

At this point, the little witch belatedly realized the awkward atmosphere in the private room. She seemed to have forgotten to introduce herself and said somewhat embarrassedly, "My name is Hermione Granger. What are your names?"

“My name is Jimmy Blaine.” Jimmy was the first to react. He swallowed the finger biscuit in his mouth, pointed to himself first, and then to the fat raccoon at the little witch’s feet. “It’s a rocket.”

Hermione has a head of fluffy, lion-like hair, bright and spirited eyes, some freckles on the bridge of her nose, and a pair of large front teeth showing under her opening and closing lips when she speaks.

The meeting of the three Hogwarts leaders in the carriage was a sacred moment, one that should be remembered even if it had no particular significance.

Hermione only then noticed Rocket, who had been barely noticeable. She was startled by the large, dark raccoon and took a step to the side. But after seeing Rocket clearly, her eyes lit up again. "It's so cute!"

The way this little witch suddenly barged in and started talking to herself made a bad impression. Ron didn't like her, so he muttered under his breath, "Ron Weasley."

"Harry Potter." Harry was processing the information he had just heard and was a beat slow to react.

The little witch gasped in surprise, staring intently at Harry's forehead. "My God! You're Harry Potter! I know about you. You're mentioned in several of the extra reference books I bought: 'A History of Modern Magic,' 'The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts,' and 'Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century.'"

Jimmy saw Harry's pupils dilate for a moment, like a startled cat.

A slightly chubby boy outside the door glanced inside the private room, then quickly shrank back inside.

At this moment, Hermione suddenly slapped her forehead, remembering the purpose of her visit: "Have you seen a toad? Neville's toad is missing."

Jimmy, Harry, and Ron all shook their heads. The little witch was a little disappointed. She turned to leave and reminded them, "You'd better change your clothes quickly. You know, we'll probably be there soon."

So she led the boy, who was hiding outside the private room, away, not daring to say or ask anything.

Jimmy paused for a moment, then decided to continue the previous topic. This time, he lowered his voice, "Do you want to know how the school will divide students into departments?"

Five minutes later...

The generous savior spent five Galleons to buy the secret of the Sorting House. Jimmy pushed the cart and the rocket on it to the luggage compartment, thinking that this friend was indeed worth the investment.

He stored the cart in the luggage compartment and left a note saying "No need to move it to the dormitory." He would return the cart to Old Tom at Christmas.

As Jimmy walked towards the back of the train with the rocket, he was about to pass by Harry's carriage again.

Hermione, who had been searching for the toad, was also walking back when a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, came from Harry's box.

After a loud crash, two fat men and a blond young man tumbled out of the carriage.

Hermione and the timid little chubby Neville realized something was wrong and quickened their pace to Harry's box. Jimmy also sped up.

The two fat men and the blond young man didn't dare to linger when they saw Hermione and Jimmy approaching. They even shoved Neville as they passed by.

Do you need help?

Standing in front of the private room, Jimmy looked inside. The room was a mess, with snack and potato chip wrappers scattered on the floor, as if a major battle had just taken place.

Harry and Ron both had gloomy expressions on their faces, clearly their mood had been ruined by the inexplicable chaos.

"What happened?" Hermione looked up and saw the messy private room. "You guys didn't fight, did you? I just asked the driver when I got on the bus, and he said we're almost there. You'd better change into your robes quickly."

These words seemed fine at first glance, but Ron just felt uncomfortable. He couldn't figure out why, so he simply said with a straight face, "We need to change our clothes now."

Then he closed the carriage door.

Hermione then looked at Jimmy and asked, "Aren't you going inside to change?"

"My luggage is in the last compartment. Has the toad been found?"

Jimmy smiled at the little witch. Hermione's current personality was indeed hard for her peers to handle. Her words were too preachy. How could a rebellious kid stand such a lecture?

Hermione couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she mentioned the toad, saying, "No, we searched the entire train and couldn't find it."

She looked just as heartbroken as Neville, who had actually lost his toad.

Jimmy shook his head regretfully, and as he passed Neville, he extended his hand to the silent young wizard. "Hello, my name is Jimmy Blaine."

Neville, still a chubby little boy, looked at Jimmy for a moment, then nervously reached out and shook hands with Jimmy. "Hello, I... my name is Neville Longbottom."

"Don't worry, wizards' pets always return to their side automatically. There are very few cases of wizards losing their pets. Maybe you'll see it after you get off the train?"

Neville nodded, quite moved. "Thank you, I feel much better."

Chapter 12 is so beautiful, Hogwarts!

When Jimmy returned to the compartment, it was already full of Irving and his three companions, because the next compartment was covered in congealed Coca-Cola syrup stains that no one had cleaned.

When the four saw him return, they laughed and made room for him.

"Jimmy, is there any more Coke? I like the taste, but we've sprayed all the bottles out!" Nat's collar was completely wet, his brown hair was matted, and he had changed out of his usual clothes into Hogwarts robes.

These details give an idea of ​​how intense the scene must have been after he left.

Wu Mai'er and Owen, sitting opposite each other, burst into laughter, probably remembering something funny.

Jimmy shrugged. "Sold out. We probably won't have any more until after Christmas."

This was a pretty good deal; for less than a hundred pounds, half a carriage was sold, yielding a total of 12 gallons, 12 siecos, and 8 nats.

Compared to Gringotts, the exchange limit is not large, and it may even result in a loss, but it is one of the few ways to cash out besides Gringotts.

Unless you're involved in Muggle smuggling, this is the best solution to the economic crisis.

“Okay, I’ll pre-order ten bottles.” Nate said with some regret, while glaring at Owen and Wumaier.

Bandi added, "I'll have two bottles too. Do you have any other drinks, Muggles?"

"Of course, there are so many on the shelves that you can't take them all in."

Jimmy took out a robe from his backpack and changed into it. The robe, which was not uniform in color and had stitching marks, immediately caught the attention of the four people.

"Cool!"

They didn't think there was anything wrong with it; on the contrary, they thought the neatly arranged stitches and multi-colored patchwork style were very cool.

Faced with the praise from the group, Jimmy became quite proud. He didn't just sew the robe haphazardly. It looked tattered, and it really was tattered, but it had a certain style, like a wizard walking in a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

They started chatting, from Hogwarts lessons to who had bad luck, then to what magical creatures were in the Forbidden Forest, and whether Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge was Dumbledore's puppet.

Jimmy chatted about everything under the sun, and he heard about a whole new magical world, with far more information than just snippets from movies and novels.

For example, Mr. Mamba, the driver of the Hogwarts Express, is actually a vampire. He has been working on the train since the first day it opened, and has been working for 141 years.

For 141 years, Mr. Mamba has always stayed in the front of the car and never went out. He either worked or slept.

This also explains why Hermione said the train would arrive soon at 2 PM, but it didn't arrive at Hogsmeade Station until it was completely dark...

As the scenery outside the window slowed down, an announcement came over the loudspeaker: "The train will arrive at Hogwarts in five minutes. Please leave your luggage on the train, and we will deliver it to the school for you."

Jimmy shook the fast-sleeping Rocket awake, and as he got off the bus with the crowd, he left Rocket at the station. Rocket would find its way to school on its own; raccoons have better eyesight at night than humans.