Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

Harry didn't want his hard work training in the rain to go to waste, so he started chasing after the ball despite its sudden attacks.

Hearing the various fearful cries for Harry around him, Jimmy borrowed Hagrid's binoculars and looked towards the opposite stands.

Finally, he locked his gaze on the blond man on the platform, Lucius Malfoy.

Lucius was also looking at him, and even raised his hand in greeting, gesturing that they should meet downstairs.

At that moment, Hermione exclaimed in surprise, and Jimmy's shoulder was grabbed and shaken.

"Harry got hit by the traveling ball!"

As soon as I put down the binoculars, I heard a burst of cheers from the people around me.

"Harry Potter has caught the Golden Snitch! Gryffindor wins!" Mrs. Hodge announced the result of the match.

Then Hermione pulled Jimmy down the pitch, and they spurred more people to run, not just Gryffindor students but also young wizards from other houses, and even the professors on the platform were running down.

The out-of-control ball hit Harry pretty hard, and when Jimmy and the others rushed over, he could barely even get up.

If it weren't for the Quidditch-specific protective gear on his arm, that sound-breaking ball could have knocked his arm off.

"Jimmy, do you have a solution? My healing spell might not work on Harry." Hermione was heartbroken to see her friend injured, but with her level of healing spells, she couldn't possibly fix Harry's completely bent arm.

Jimmy wasn't entirely confident either, but he could still help Harry reattach his arm. "Harry, bear with it, I'm here! It'll be as good as new!"

Those around heard a snap, and Harry's arm was forcibly straightened, causing him to fall back to the ground in pain.

"Ouch! That really hurts." George and Fred grimaced as if they felt the pain; the others made similar expressions.

“At least his arm is back in place, and Madam Pomfrey can heal Harry’s injury with a simple potion.” Jimmy then cast another spell on Harry’s arm, “Splint Tight.”

Two planks were summoned and attached to Harry's severed hand, helping to stabilize his arm.

"Alright, someone carry him to the school clinic." Mrs. Huo, who was standing on the outer circle, clapped her hands and dismissed the crowd after the matter was settled.

Jimmy handled it well enough; the rest is up to Mrs. Pomfrey.

Ginny, who had finally squeezed through the crowd, was about to speak when Jimmy grabbed Hermione's hand and covered her mouth.

Harry definitely doesn't want to drink hot water right now!

Chapter 132 Acquiring an Excellent Employee

As the crowd slowly dispersed, Jimmy and Hermione emerged from the crowd and saw Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, dressed in a black cloak, carrying a cane, and acting like a gentleman.

Lucius gave Jimmy a friendly smile. "I received your letter from a few days ago, so I'm taking this opportunity of the Quidditch match to see you, Jimmy."

"Let's find a place to talk." Jimmy nodded to Lucius, just like an adult.

Their conversation made Hermione and Draco feel that there was an insurmountable chasm between Jimmy and them, or a sadly thick barrier between them.

Hermione felt she should leave, so she said, "I'll go back to the Great Hall first."

Lucius looked at Draco beside him and said, "Why don't we go see Harry?"

"Yes, Father." Draco had been wanting to see Harry for a long time, and he didn't even know how Harry was doing. After receiving the order, he ran even faster.

Soon, only Jimmy and Lucius remained in the same spot.

Jimmy turned and walked towards the Forbidden Forest outside the stadium. "Is there something specifically you're unsure about?"

“This collaboration is excellent. I’m just curious, Jimmy,” Lucius said after a moment’s thought, then asked expectantly, “Do you have an even better formula?”

The effect of the bird snake egg yolk shampoo formula he received before is best evidenced by the fact that his golden hair now shines like a light bulb.

After washing, it really feels so smooth and bouncy! If you add the effect of Porter's quick-smoothing hair conditioner, it will be absolutely amazing!

Seeing the burning intensity in Lucius's eyes, Jimmy understood why he was so expectant.

Good means of production can make money anywhere, and can also be passed down to future generations, expanding one's influence.

Despite the Malfoy family's seemingly large and wealthy status, only their potion wholesale business can provide a stable source of income. The extravagant spending of their descendants is a result of the hard work and sacrifices of their ancestors.

If Lucius hadn't pulled Snape back then, the fines alone paid to the Ministry of Magic would have wiped out the Malfoy family's reputation.

Voldemort exploited the Malfoy family the most back then. When Voldemort made money, he didn't understand sustainable development. He treated the Death Eaters like servants and slaves.

"Of course there is, but I will keep that formula for my own use. However, the formula you have now has room for cost reduction, and our target audience can be a different group."

Jimmy should have many friends, but he's reluctant to part with the improved bird-snake egg yolk shampoo formula. However, he's very willing to part with the basic formula that doesn't belong to him.

It's not unreasonable for him to produce high-end products and let the Malfoys produce low-end products, and then cooperate in sales.

“I can focus on wholesale, but I think the Malfoy family has more distribution channels at the retail level.”

“I have no problem with cooperation. I just didn’t expect Jimmy to have such amazing talent in the field of potions.”

The two walked to the edge of the forbidden forest and quickly finalized some details of the cooperation.

Before Lucius arrived, he had inquired at the Ministry of Magic and found that the beggar's version of the harpy shampoo had not yet been patented. The only patent in the database was Gilderoy Lockhart's similar product, which was not only dangerous but also expensive.

The cricket patent can't stop someone as powerful as Lucius. It's always the pure-blood families who hold others hostage; no one has ever been able to hold a pure-blood family hostage.

"By the way, do you have a house-elf named Dobby at home?"

After finishing discussing business, Jimmy asked Lucius about house-elves.

He's already given the diary to Dumbledore, yet Dobby still wants to smash Harry's head until it bleeds. What's he after?

He had been wondering for a long time why Dobby knew there was danger at Hogwarts. It couldn't possibly be because Lucius was plotting loudly at home and the house-elves overheard him, could it?

Lucius said with surprise, "We do have a house-elf named Dobby. Dobby."

With his call, a small, hunchbacked house-elf with a large head and pointed nose instantly appeared in the air.

The biggest difference between them and fairies is that they have a pair of huge eyes and huge ears on both sides of their heads.

Dobby, looking fearful and wrapped in a dirty tablecloth, appeared before Lucius with trepidation, "Master..."

"You were the one who used the Blink to attack Harry today, weren't you?" Jimmy asked Dobby.

Dobby immediately looked around in alarm, while Lucius frowned and ordered, "Answer Jimmy's question."

The house-elf could not disobey his master's orders. He looked at Jimmy with fear in his eyes and stammered, "Dobby attacked Harry with the ball today. I just want Harry Potter to come home."

He clearly didn't understand why his actions would be known. Surely no one would expect a house-elf to attack a wizard?

Jimmy then asked, "Why did you want Harry to go home?"

“There’s… danger in the castle.” Dobby paced anxiously, even wanting to bang his head against a nearby tree. “Bad Dobby, you failed to protect the great Harry Potter.”

"Stop! Why do you think there's danger in the castle?" Lucius finally understood why Jimmy had sought out Dobby; the guy had actually done some unnecessary things behind his back!

His eyes were filled with disgust. House-elves were the wizards' slaves. It was bad enough that house-elves, as slaves, didn't know how to serve their masters, but they even went so far as to do private things behind their masters' backs!

Inverted!

"Because, because the master is going to bring terrible dark magic items into Hogwarts."

"You're a real bastard!" Lucius hadn't expected it to be for this reason. He had indeed complained a bit about Arthur Weasley's surprise inspection at the manor, but Dobby overheard it and took it upon himself to protect Harry Potter.

He raised his cane high, ready to punish the disobedient house-elf.

Jimmy quickly stopped him and said, "Let it go. Why don't you release Dobby? I can give you another 10% discount on the potion deal."

Lucius hesitated. A house-elf in his prime was not cheap, costing at least tens of thousands of Galleons.

There aren't many house-elves in Malfoy Manor, so losing even one would be painful.

But before him stood Jimmy, Jimmy Blaine, a rising star in the wizarding world. Compared to the friendship of such a person, a house-elf seemed insignificant.

"Well, a disloyal house-elf, he'll get a... glove!"

Lucius, as if speaking of something terrible, removed the black gloves he was wearing.

"and many more!"

Jimmy quickly stopped Lucius, fearing that Dobby would teleport away the moment he got the glove. He wasn't freeing Dobby out of kindness; he had his own motives.

Lucius stopped moving, and Dobby's expectant gaze vanished instantly, causing him to shrink back into himself.

Jimmy looked at Dobby and asked, “I will help you gain your freedom and I will not enslave you, but I need you to work for me. Your weekly salary is 10 Galleons, and you will work for a total of 5 years. After 5 years, you can go wherever you want. If you agree, you will get the gloves.”

"No, no, no!" Dobby was delighted to hear that Jimmy was offering him a job, but he kept waving his hands. "Dobby doesn't need a high salary. Dobby only needs 1 Galleon a week. House-elves can be free, but not too much freedom... that would be terrible!"

“Very good!” Jimmy was very satisfied with Dobby’s attitude, and he looked at Lucius.

Lucius, his face cold, slammed the glove down on Dobby.

"Dobby is free! Dobby is free! Thank you, sir, you are as great as Harry Potter!"

Dobby was like a child who had received candy when he got the glove. He held the glove high above his head and jumped and cheered with excitement.

Chapter 133 Brewing Magic Potions

Dobby was a hardworking and conscientious employee, and Jimmy didn't intend to entrust him with any important tasks. He was going to open a casual dining restaurant in Hogwarts, so he would let Dobby stay there to cook.

For almost ten times the price of a wizard, you can keep a house-elf there to work, and if necessary, he can help you while saving Harry.

Although it cost 10% of the profits from the budget version of the Ozymandias shampoo, it wasn't much compared to the help of a house-pom.

The money you can make from the bird-snake egg yolk shampoo won't exceed 5 Gallons, which isn't much in total anyway.

"This is the first batch of Ophiopogon Egg Yolk Shampoo, paid in full by Gilderoy Lockhart. Production can begin once the shop is set up. If possible, please keep an eye out for any houses for sale in Hogsmeade. I want to buy one and open a new restaurant."

“No problem.” Lucius took the bag, becoming even more deferential to Jimmy. “I’ll keep an eye on it.”

A business deal that existed entirely on paper, yet they received the order in advance. Of the 20,000 gallons from Lockhart, 60% belonged to them, which is 12,000 gallons.

Before the goods were even delivered, 12,000 yuan had already been pocketed. When did business become so easy?

"While making the shampoo, I'll also make some 20-gram sample packs in oil paper packaging, about 300 of them. In addition, I'll send 48 regular bottles to the school."

When Jimmy talks business, his core philosophy is still Chinese: it's all about mutual benefit and win-win cooperation. If you're unwilling to cooperate or achieve a win-win situation, then it's time to resort to force.

Now that Lucius is cooperating, he is willing to give up some profits to build a good relationship so that they can make more money together in the future!

"I'm leaving the sales to you entirely. Here are some of my sales methods and plans for your reference. The specific implementation will need to be adjusted based on the actual situation. I only want the money from the production side; I won't concern myself with the sales side."

Upon learning that Jimmy was going to relinquish some of the sales profits, Lucius readily accepted the parchment containing the marketing plan with both hands, a warm smile on his face. "I will. You can completely trust the Malfoy family's channels."

He's like Jimmy's subordinate now, and if his old friends saw this, they'd definitely laugh at him mercilessly. But... Jimmy is really generous!

Before meeting Voldemort, Lucius might not have cared about these things, but without comparison, there is no harm. Voldemort wished the whole world would kneel down and kiss his toes, while Jimmy was willing to make money with him.