Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

And the team leader who manages all the team captains, Jimmy, is even more extraordinary!

He was in charge of managing all the support funds and promotions for the fan club, as well as the distribution of prizes and the evaluation of contributions.

He found himself a second-in-command, Milton Graves, the Hufflepuff girl he had previously bribed with autographed photos, a fervent Lockhart fan.

Milton is in charge of auditing contributions, and she has already tasted the power of it. Rather, it's more accurate to say that every member of the support group is desperately expanding and climbing up the ranks within the framework.

He brought a bad thing into Hogwarts, and since Dumbledore did nothing, he had no choice but to resort to this extreme method to ensure Lockhart could be sent to Azkaban ahead of schedule.

"Your promotional activities haven't been going very well lately?"

Inside the dark underground classroom, a total of 46 members of the support group gathered for their first plenary meeting, led by Jimmy.

The parchment in Jimmy's hand contained Milton's weekly report, which showed the changes in the effectiveness of joining the group and promoting Amway over the past week.

From 19 members when it was first formed, the support group has grown to 46 members today, more than doubling in size.

However, the curve on the parchment was not very satisfactory. The increase was almost all in the first three days after the support group was formed, and the curve dropped faster and faster as time went on.

By the seventh day, only 6 people had joined!

Snapped!

Jimmy slammed the parchment on the table and looked at the group of girls standing in front of him with a pained expression. “What a failure! What a complete failure! There are over 800 students at Hogwarts, but only 46 of them have joined the GLfans.”

At the opening banquet, I clearly saw over 200 people screaming at Professor Lockhart, where the hell did they all go?

The team leader in the first row and the group leader in the second row all lowered their heads and dared not speak.

“Say something!” Milton, standing next to Jimmy, raised her chin and looked down at the captain and team leader with an arrogant air. She was very proud of herself now.

"Commander, we've already tried our best!"

"That's right, Commander! Those people actually threw Professor Lockhart's autographed photo on the ground. How can they be worthy of being Professor Lockhart's fans!"

"That's right, some people even say Lockhart is a good-for-nothing, those despicable guys don't deserve to be in the group!"

"It's too difficult, they won't listen to us at all!"

With someone taking the lead, the team leaders and group leaders below kept complaining.

Jimmy yelled, "Stop! What's so difficult about it? Have you looked for the reasons within yourselves? Have you promoted the benefits? Have you seriously recounted Professor Lockhart's deeds?"

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

Just then, the door to the abandoned classroom, which was slightly ajar, was pushed open a crack, and Justin Finley rushed in, shouting in a panic, "It's terrible, Commander! The student council and the prefects are here with Professor McGonagall! Oh, no, they've come looking for us!"

"what?!"

The team leader, group leader, and members all lost their composure. Upon hearing this, Jimmy was so shocked that he stood up and immediately tried to lead the team members to run away.

It's too late!

The half-open door was kicked open, and a group of upperclassmen, surrounding Professor McGonagall, stormed in aggressively.

Upon seeing Jimmy standing behind the lectern with a terrified expression, Professor McGonagall roared like an enraged lioness, "Jimmy Blaine!!!"

ten minutes later……

Jimmy appeared in the headmaster's office and sat on the sidelines, facing various deans and professors from across the school, as well as Headmaster Dumbledore.

"I'm innocent!!!" Jimmy shouted, head held high, immediately shifting the blame onto Dumbledore. "Professor Dumbledore allowed all of this!"

Chapter 122 Luna's Wisdom

Professors McGonagall, Snape, Flitwick, and Sprout all looked at Dumbledore.

Faced with the suspicious looks from others, Dumbledore felt a little embarrassed and almost pulled off the beard he was holding.

When did I give you permission to run an extremist religious organization on campus?

Is "GLfans" a fan club? With members, group leaders, captains, and club leaders, there are clear rewards and punishments, and a division of labor. Are you trying to rebel at school?!

What kind of things did those little witches do?

Stopping someone and talking for hours about Lockhart's deeds, slipping Lockhart's photos into other people's books, replacing portraits in the castle with Lockhart's, parading around the castle holding Lockhart's photos...

If this continues, even the UMNO (Malaysian Islamic Party) will have to call it an extremist!

This is no ordinary gang; we must take strong measures, or the wizarding world will have another extremist organization and another Dark Lord!

"Don't misunderstand me. I just want to use a bad professor to teach children to see the world clearly."

Even at this point, Dumbledore still didn't forget to make excuses for his incompetence.

The best time to learn is when you should learn useful knowledge. If Hermione were missing from the original trio, Harry and Ron would have dug their own graves in no time.

Jimmy was still indignant, and his approach to this matter was to prioritize seeking help from the school. "I went to you, Professor Dumbledore, but you wouldn't help! I really wanted to study hard this semester, but Lockhart wouldn't let me concentrate!"

hum!

Professor McGonagall snorted with displeasure, "So you didn't study hard last semester?"

Jimmy, feeling guilty, avoided Professor McGonagall's gaze. "I'm cursed, and I think that's something the headmaster should be concerned with. If the school is mismanaged, then it's only reasonable for me to try to save myself, isn't it?"

Dumbledore could not refute this point; he could only explain, "It was not a curse, but simply part of an ancient magic that I do not think Professor Gilderoy Lockhart himself could control."

“Professor McGonagall! Did you hear that? Even Lockhart himself can't control magic. Isn't it too dangerous to keep him at the school? Think about what happened to me last semester. You don't want your student to get hurt and end up in the school infirmary again, do you?”

The privilege of being young will really expire if he doesn't use it now. By third grade, Jimmy's body will be fully developed, and now is the last chance for him to throw a tantrum.

His plan had barely begun when he was brought to the principal's office.

If the school ignores its teaching problems, are students coming to Hogwarts to study or to raise monsters?

Professor McGonagall looked troubled and glanced at Dumbledore.

Snape gave a heavy snort; he saw Jimmy Blaine as a born evil dark wizard!

How could a normal young wizard possibly think of forming a secret society in school? The last person to do that was Tom Marvolo Riddle fifty years ago.

“Alright… Professor Lockhart may have some things to take care of recently, I will let…” Dumbledore compromised, because he was afraid that if he didn’t compromise, Jimmy would give him another big shove.

He was thinking about who could temporarily take over the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and finally his gaze fell on Snape.

Snape paused slightly, then calmly said, "No problem!"

“Severus, you will temporarily teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. I will inform the students at dinner.”

Jimmy felt no regret that the nascent extremist group was nipped in the bud by the professors.

Especially after hearing Dumbledore announce at dinner that Professor Gilderoy Lockhart had left the school for some personal reasons, that strange feeling disappeared.

Looking in the mirror in the dormitory washroom at night, the green dotted line above my head became increasingly dim and faint. Clearly, with Gilderoy Lockhart leaving the school, his influence was slowly fading.

GLfans were jointly suppressed by a group of students who were already dissatisfied, the support group disbanded, and the campus returned to its former tranquility and warmth.

That day, Jimmy went to Black Lake to exercise as usual, and he saw Luna again.

Luna, with a string of straw and a bottle cap around her neck, greeted Jimmy warmly, saying, "Good morning, Jimmy Blaine. The lakeside brings peace, doesn't it?"

Good morning, Luna.

Ripples spread across the lake, with white mist drifting on them. Jimmy looked towards the center of the lake, where a distant breeze pushed the morning mist, bringing fresh air with its cool, watery feel.

Fish beneath the lake rarely leap out of the water. Standing on the edge of the lake is like standing in a vast and lonely world; it always appears very calm.

"Luna, have you found out anything about Lockhart?"

Luna fiddled with the straw rope necklace around her neck and said, "Hmm... I've been keeping my eyes on other things."

"Ah! What a philosophical statement. I have indeed been paying too much attention to Lockhart."

"Hmm?" Luna looked at Jimmy, who had suddenly fallen into deep thought, with a puzzled expression, and blinked her beautiful big eyes.

Because of the influence of the original book, Jimmy always had a kind of awe for Luna, as if she were a wise woman. There was always a strange truth in many of her words, and in the end, she used her wisdom to help Harry kill Voldemort.

At that moment, Jimmy began to ponder Luna's astonishing wisdom, and then suddenly realized, "I understand, Master! I should focus my energy on what I truly care about!"

“That’s good, isn’t it?” Luna didn’t understand what Jimmy had realized, but she agreed with his statement.

Jimmy grabbed Luna's hand and shook it gratefully, saying, "Thank you, Master! I know what to do now!"

Luna tilted her head and asked with a smile, "Hmm? Can I know what you're going to do?"

"Make money."

……

George, Fred, Hermione, Neville, Ron, Harry, Ron, and Draco gathered once again in that familiar abandoned classroom, sitting in a row, watching Jimmy write and draw on the blackboard at the podium.

"This time, we'll be using a profit-sharing system to distribute the final results. It's too difficult for a single individual to handle the entire project, and besides, I don't have that kind of urgent goal..."

Jimmy's wand flew across the blackboard as he drew and explained.

"This is a grand plan, from duel cards to auto chess, then to deck and legion war development strategies."

Based on the data Hermione helped me gather, a single type of card and gameplay will eventually become tiresome, and my alchemy workshop can't possibly have only one game forever.

Jimmy turned around, revealing the dense text and drawings on the blackboard. "This is the future development strategy of my Raccoon Alchemy Workshop. However, my energy is limited, so those involved in the production of these plans and card products will receive a share."

The revenue sharing is meant to incentivize creative enthusiasm; at least George, Fred, and Ron are quite motivated.

"The plan is divided into three phases. The first phase is to create an auto chess game, similar to Wizards Chess, but more complex than Wizards Chess."

The second phase is deck building, which I've tentatively named 'Magic Stone,' and it's another, more complex card game.

Legion Wars III is a large-scale real-time strategy game.

Chapter 123 Hermione's Birthday

Rolf raised his hand below.

Jimmy gestured that he could ask a question.

Like a student answering a question in class, Rove stood up and asked shyly, "I don't quite understand."

“It’s okay!” Jimmy gestured for Rove to sit down and said with a smile, “I’ll tell you what kind of work we’ll be doing. In our second year, we’ll only be working on the first phase of the plan, which is Auto Chess.”

George and Frederick, along with Harry and the others, had prior experience with this, so they didn't offer any opinions.

Their work was easy; Jimmy was just doing their bidding. The real challenge was the alchemy part.

The Auto Chess board and pieces both require the aid of alchemy. If it weren't for Dumbledore's alchemical knowledge, he wouldn't have directly attempted to create such a difficult and complex board game.