Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

Harry and his friends only needed to contribute to the writing, while George and Fred needed to learn more about alchemy.

Jimmy lent Dumbledore's notebook to the two of them, hoping they could learn something useful and help the Raccoon Alchemy Workshop produce qualified products as soon as possible.

The third weekend of the new school term, Saturday.

The weather at Hogwarts is cool and not stuffy. Because it is located in the Scottish Highlands, winter comes earlier, and you have to wear an extra layer of clothing when you wake up in the morning to avoid catching a cold.

Today is a special day; it's Hermione's birthday.

A few days ago, Jimmy was preparing to use his tailoring and alchemy skills to get some low-quality but still precious unicorn tail hair from Hagrid and knit it with wool yarn to make a beautiful pure white wool sweater with floral embellishments.

This was a thoughtfully prepared gift. To show his appreciation, Jimmy even made a cardboard box, placed a greeting card on top of the sweater, closed the lid, and wrapped it in red colored paper.

Whenever Jimmy prepares a gift for a woman, he always thinks of his own gift-giving experiences when he was a teenager in his previous life.

At that time, he was experiencing the stirrings of first love and happened to have a female friend with whom he got along very well.

Even a shy person can be bold at times. One day, Jimmy inexplicably said he would give her a gift for her birthday.

She agreed to accept the gift and expressed her anticipation.

Then, Jimmy bought her a small electrician's flashlight, and the two never contacted each other again...

Boom! ! !

Aaaaaaah! (A groundhog screams inside my head)

Jimmy grabbed his head and slammed it against the headboard. Then, in agony, he grabbed his wand, jabbed it hard into his temple, and ripped it off. The white, silky memories were thrown out the window. "Get out of my head!"

This dark history tormented him for two lifetimes, to the point that Jimmy has a huge psychological shadow when it comes to gift-giving.

Harry, in the next bed, was awakened by the sound of his bed being bumped and asked with concern, "Jimmy, are you alright?"

Jimmy had taken a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He hid the gift behind his back and whispered, "It's okay, I just bumped into it."

"Okay." Harry rolled over, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.

Unable to fall asleep, Jimmy got up as usual to exercise by the Black Lake. After returning, he washed up, changed into his everyday clothes, took his gifts, and went out, waiting somewhat nervously in the Gryffindor common room.

Because of the incident a few days ago, Hermione seems to have some misunderstandings and feels a bit awkward when she's with him.

Hermione's attitude also affected Jimmy, bringing back those terrible memories that he couldn't erase. This caused him to toss and turn at night, feeling restless and anxious, as if he were having a PTSD attack.

He took out his potions textbook and continued studying it, casting over a dozen memory-restoring spells on himself before he could concentrate on the book.

About half an hour later, the common room was bustling with people. Hermione came down the stairs from the girls' dormitory and immediately spotted Jimmy sitting on the sofa reading a book.

She had made up her mind to apologize to Jimmy, believing that she should trust her friend more than she trusted Lockhart.

I couldn't see Lockhart clearly before because the filter of idols obscured the real Lockhart, but everything changed after Jimmy created that hateful fan club.

Lockhart's classes consisted of nothing but having people attack the captured magical creatures; he also constantly shook hands with fans and posted photos of himself in public.

He always boasted, and once even commented on the food on the table, saying he had eaten better food during his adventures...

"Hermione, good morning." Jimmy saw Hermione, put down his book, stood up, and said mysteriously, "I predict that something good will happen to you today!"

Even though it was Saturday, Hermione was still holding a book in her arms. Reading was her daily pastime. While she was still agonizing over the matter of apologizing, she casually asked, "What good news?"

It must be admitted that Hermione's appearance is not outstanding, but Jimmy just likes Hermione's special temperament... like a female warrior who can read books.

He took a red gift box out of his pocket and handed it to Hermione, saying, "Because I'm giving you a birthday present! Happy birthday."

He simply took out the gift without any preamble or any suggestive atmosphere; he just casually took it out of his pocket and handed it to the person he was giving it to.

"I'm not surprised at all, it's too ordinary." Hermione smiled sweetly and took the gift. "But... thank you!"

“One for one, I’ll hold the book for you first.” Jimmy took the book from Hermione’s arms and pulled her to sit down on the sofa.

I glanced at this book, still warm from the previous pages. It's a book about potion making.

"Can I wait until tonight to open it?" Hermione cherished this gift because it was the first birthday present Jimmy had ever given her.

Jimmy sat down next to Hermione and said softly, "I'm sorry, Hermione. I acted impulsively before."

Hermione's ears turned slightly red from the tickling breeze, but she wore a puzzled expression. "What happened before?"

"Regarding Lockhart, his magic has influenced me. He learned some special skills from the ancient magical ruins of Gobelik Stonehenge in Turkey."

Jimmy pulled out the letter that Lucius Malfoy had sent a few days ago.

The envelope had been opened, and Hermione pulled out the letter and looked at its contents:

To the Malfoy family's forever friends.

The investigation at Göbekli Tepe in Turkey has concluded. The Gringotts goblins, all the wizards involved in the excavation of the ancient magical ruins, including any wizards or Muggles present in the vicinity, are unaware whether Gilderoy Lockhart was present at Göbekli Tepe.

However, Gilderoy Lockhart does exist in the Turkish Ministry of Magic's entry records. Through our continued investigation, with the help of Bill Weasley, we successfully extracted photos of Göbekli Tepe before it was destroyed from a Muggle device called a "hard drive." Gilderoy Lockhart appeared in one of the photos.

The letter was accompanied by preliminary research results on Göbekli Tepe.

Hope this helps.

Yours sincerely.

Your loyal friend: Lucius Malfoy.

The envelope also contained a photograph and a stack of preliminary findings from the investigation of the ancient magical ruins at Göbekli Tepe.

Chapter 124 The Blonde Loser Needs to Calm Down

"Hmm..." After reading the letter, Hermione handed it back to Jimmy and asked, "What are you planning to do next?"

"Nothing needs to be done for now; he will face the judgment due to the Ministry of Magic later."

Jimmy had already planned it all out. Gilderoy Lockhart was definitely going to be sent to Azkaban for a good makeover, but before that, the fame that didn't belong to him had to disappear.

Gilderoy Lockhart is not quite the same as Quirrell. The greatest harm he caused was only erasing the memories of some people, which is not irreversible damage now.

Heaven cherishes life, and Gilderoy Lockhart will go to prison to reform himself. Perhaps in ten years or so, he will be released from prison.

Lockhart is no longer at school, and he can no longer carry out his suffocating anti-fan plan.

The plan was to help Lockhart establish hostile relationships with all neutral and dark wizards, drain him of the money he had swindled through his novels, and then have him ostracized by the entire British wizarding community.

It's that simple, and it's easy to complete.

One fan can be more powerful than ten haters, and in later generations, fans often helped their idols fight against the entire world.

Dumbledore also possessed evidence of Gilderoy Lockhart's crimes of altering other people's memories; two wizards he knew had been harmed by Lockhart.

“Criminals should indeed be handed over to the Ministry of Magic…” Hermione nodded in agreement, then said somewhat embarrassedly, “I should apologize to you, Jimmy, for I suspected that you treated Lockhart that way because you were jealous of him.”

"Yes, I'm jealous of him!" Jimmy readily admitted, leaving Hermione confused.

"You? What are you jealous of Lockhart for?"

Jimmy suppressed the tiny bit of embarrassment in his heart and said with a straight face, "I'm jealous that he gets your adoration."

The rose-colored gift box pressing on Hermione's lap seemed to have faded, staining her cheeks. "I didn't mean that."

Jimmy asked, looking puzzled, "Huh? What do you mean?"

“Uh…” Hermione’s mouth trembled, as if she was about to say something.

Good morning, what are you doing here?

Suddenly, Ron's incoherent greeting came from behind.

Jimmy gasped, turned around, and gave Ron a warm smile. "Good morning, Ron. What are you eating?"

Ron, his hair disheveled and crumbs falling from his mouth, was holding a paper bag in his arms and half a small cake in his right hand. He said, "Oh, this is a cake that Seamus took from the kitchen last night. I still have some. Do you want to try some?"

"It's pretty good. The taste hasn't changed much even after sitting overnight." Harry, who was standing next to him, also had half a small cake in his hand, his mouth stuffed full.

Jimmy asked with a smile, "Ron, do you know what my favorite food is?"

"what?"

"I'll treat you to a meal later."

"What exactly is it?" Ron still didn't understand.

Hermione chuckled a few times, grabbed the gift, and ran quickly towards the girls' dormitory stairs. "I have to go back to my dorm. Help me get the book to the Great Hall, Jimmy."

"OK."

Jimmy looked at the innocent face on the silly boy's face, then suddenly caught sight of Lavender Brown passing by, and thought that he should find an opportunity to pair Ron with someone first.

"Let's go to the auditorium."

Ron was still asking, "When are you going to treat me to a meal?"

"I'll invite you another time. Today is Hermione's birthday, you know?" Jimmy didn't want to discuss this topic with Ron anymore. He would treat Ron to his favorite kind of slap when he had the chance.

Both of them shook their heads in surprise; they had no idea it was Hermione's birthday, so naturally there were no gifts.

Ron is still short 1 Galleon to buy a new wand after breaking it at the Whomping Willow. He's currently counting on working for Jimmy to earn money to replace his old things, so there's no way he'll have money to buy Hermione a gift.

"It's okay, just go to the kitchen and get a cake. We can just have a casual celebration at Hagrid's cabin tonight," Jimmy declared. "Let me make it clear beforehand, I'm too lazy to remember your birthdays. As long as you're alive, that's enough. No need for so many formalities."

“That’s great! Why bother with all those birthday ceremonies? It’s too much trouble.” Ron agreed wholeheartedly, adding, “If it weren’t for the cake, I wouldn’t actually want to celebrate my birthday. My mom always treats me like a fragile porcelain doll on that day!”

Harry is the same; he rarely celebrates his birthday properly and naturally doesn't have any special customs.

After waiting for a short while in the Great Hall, Hermione arrived. Harry and Ron congratulated her together, and then openly discussed getting a cake from the kitchen that evening to take to Hagrid's hut in the afternoon.

It was originally scheduled for the evening, but the evening was too much trouble, so I simply changed it to the afternoon and used it to kill some time.

In the afternoon, a large group of kids ran to Hagrid's cabin to celebrate, and Neville and Draco were also there.

Draco has become more sensible now. I heard that he actually gave Hermione a gift for her birthday, although it was only 10 Galleons.

Only Jimmy would like such a simple gift... maybe Ron would too, but Draco would never give Galleons to Ron.

After delivering the gift, Draco pulled Jimmy to the edge of the woods and whispered excitedly, "I know everything!"

"What do you know?" Jimmy couldn't understand how so many people knew this and that, while he himself didn't know who he was... Could the Riddler just get out of Hogwarts?

Draco said excitedly, "My mom told me about you. You and Dad made an unbreakable vow, and I have to listen to you."

Jimmy waved his hand and said, "I'm not your father. Go play with Harry and don't go around telling everyone!"

This matter is best kept secret; if Voldemort's remnants find out, a good thing could turn into a bad thing.

“No, I mean, my mom says you are trustworthy, and I will listen to you or follow you if necessary.”