Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

And he even knows Lucius Malfoy, and then there's the letter he recently received from the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries...

hiss~!

This child is terrifying!

Prestige, connections, capital, and even forces that are no longer valued—all of these have been gathered together!

I was fooled by Jimmy Blaine's harmless appearance, and only now do I realize that he has everything he has that is enough to have an equal conversation with him.

This is a rising star in the wizarding world. Connery Fudge also put aside his arrogance and asked humbly, "Are you sure, Jimmy? Lockhart would really come after you?"

Jimmy looked at Cornelius Fudge with some surprise at his sudden change in attitude and nodded. "It's pretty much certain, Minister Fudge. I suspect there's a high probability that Lockhart will attack my shop before he enters Hogwarts. We can have the Aurors stationed there. Even if Lockhart doesn't show up, it can still serve as a place for the Aurors to rest."

“You’re right, I’ll make the arrangements when I get back.” Cornelius Fudge carefully reviewed the plan and felt that even without the anticipated attack, the Aurors would still need to stay in Hogsmeade temporarily, so having them set up shop in Jimmy’s shop would at least give them a place to stay.

Dumbledore looked at Jimmy and said, "Let's do it this way. Whether it succeeds or fails, I will ensure the students' safety."

Weird.

Jimmy rolled his eyes inwardly. If Dumbledore could truly ensure the safety of his students, there wouldn't have been a series of student injuries and deaths during Dumbledore's time at the school.

“Well… let’s decide on that.” Cornelius Fudge realized things couldn’t get any better, and he didn’t dare say anything more serious to Dumbledore, so he could only take his leave to arrange for the Aurors to set up their ambush.

Jimmy also left the principal's office and went back to the auditorium for dinner.

The young wizards in the Great Hall were still discussing Gilderoy Hart becoming a dark wizard and rushing towards the school, with most expressing concern.

Harry and Ron began to seriously analyze Lockhart's motives, but Hermione knew a little about the inside story and worried that Lockhart wanted to take revenge on Jimmy.

After all, Jimmy made shampoo for Lockhart, but now Jimmy is coming out with a shampoo formula again, which is somewhat... unethical.

But this is the traditional game in capitalist countries, and Jimmy certainly won't admit that what he did was wrong. When in Rome, do as the Romans do!

Jimmy was, after all, her friend, and Hermione couldn't just watch him face Lockhart's revenge alone.

She couldn't help but recall when she was in first grade, when Jimmy stood in front of her almost immediately when she faced Quirrell's threat in the Forbidden Forest.

It was very dark in the Forbidden Forest that day. She clearly remembered the chirping of insects and birds in the woods, the smell of rotting leaves in the air, and Jimmy's rapid heartbeat in front of her...

More and more memories are vividly replaying in her mind, making Hermione absentmindedly poke at the bread on her plate. Jimmy refuses to tell her what preparations he has made. Is he just going to do nothing?

Chapter 153 I'm washing my hair!

Fifteen Aurors moved into Blaine Potions, and Diagon Alley was quiet.

On the first night, the Aurors took turns standing guard with ease.

They thought nothing would happen on the first night, but to their surprise, when the clock struck the number 3, the glass and wooden frame of the shop's door shattered.

Then came the sharp sound of breaking glass; someone had broken into the shop!

The fifteen Aurors on the second floor immediately got up, Apparated to various corners outside the street, and used Polymorph to change the terrain. Each failure they made was an opportunity to accumulate experience on the road to success.

Lockhart has become a monster, his body deformed and twisted, with immense strength. Ordinary spells have limited effect on him; the only way to kill him is to surround him and restrict his movement, slowly wearing him down.

Furthermore, he can teleport objects from within his field of vision to places outside of it, usually behind him, and the distance won't be too far.

A series of stone walls rose up outside the shop, these temporary walls firmly confining Lockhart within a defined area.

After creating the battlefield, the Aurors immediately unleashed an illumination spell towards the shop.

A white ball of light was thrown into the messy storefront, illuminating a two-meter-tall monster with hair and sharp claws.

The monster spotted the white light, turned around abruptly, and the white foam that had been scrubbing off its head flew everywhere in the process.

Lockhart had just stormed into the store and wreaked havoc when he was immediately drawn to the owl shampoo on the counter. He opened a bottle, poured some on his head, and was only halfway through washing when those hateful Aurors reappeared.

The face, now bearing the marks of a bestial transformation with its jagged, canine teeth, contorted with rage as it roared, "I'm washing my hair!!!"

"Thunderous explosion!" *15

The Aurors surrounding the shop unleashed their spells almost instantly, fifteen explosive spells blasting Lockhart's chest to shreds, sending his body flying back into the shop.

Boom!

The street reacted as if in an earthquake; the sign for Blaine Potions was blown off, the entire building collapsed, the seamless expansion spell space on the second floor disintegrated, and a large number of items were squeezed into a ball by the shrinking space and fell heavily to the ground below.

"Is he dead?" an Auror asked anxiously.

The others didn't answer; they held their wands, pointing at the ruins and refusing to move.

"No, not yet!" A sharp-eyed Auror spotted an unusual movement under the rubble and shouted, "He's not dead yet, continue!"

Then the fifteen Aurors displayed their unique abilities. Some summoned flames to burn, some used polymorph to create metal lumps to smash down from above, and others unleashed ordinary attack spells such as lightning and frost.

Others are responsible for dispersing the dust to provide better visibility for their teammates.

With the efforts of many Aurors, the rubble of the shop was ground down, revealing Lockhart struggling to his feet.

Lockhart didn't fight the Aurors head-on. Covered in blood, he drew his wand and randomly cast a few spells he didn't even recognize before turning to flee.

With towering walls blocking his way, Lockhart transformed into a pangolin, using his twisted claw-like hands to dig a large hole in the wall and force his way out.

"Quick, after him! We can't let him get into Hogwarts!"

The Aurors panicked when they saw that even a three-meter-thick stone wall could be dug through. They all Apparated and disappeared from their original positions, chasing after Lockhart who was running wildly in the night.

The sounds of phantoms appearing and disappearing echoed continuously in the darkness, and Lockhart was helpless against the siege of fifteen Aurors.

As they drew ever closer to Hogwarts, the captain of the Aurors shouted anxiously, "Never mind that, use the Killing Curse!"

After the restrictions on the use of the Killing Curse were lifted, the situation became even more dangerous.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Clusters of green light flickered among the trees as the pursuing Aurormen relentlessly lurched behind Lockhart.

When a certain critical point is reached, no one can apparite anymore because they have entered Hogwarts' anti-apparition barrier.

This isn't even part of Hogwarts territory yet; it's just the outer edge of the Forbidden Forest. The Forbidden Forest is so vast that a mere dozen or so people simply can't keep up.

The Aurors pulled flying brooms from their pockets and rode them through the dense forest, continuously unleashing spells at Lockhart as he fled below.

The Killing Curse had too limited range of application. The green light was blocked by the giant trees in the dense forest and could not hit. Lockhart's speed increased greatly after entering the jungle, and their vision was blocked by the dense leaves in the air.

Suddenly, Lockhart circled behind a large tree and pounced on an Auror who was chasing him at low altitude through the woods.

The Auror reacted swiftly, his wand immediately blazing with a terrifying green light. But in an instant, he suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, and the broom he was riding had vanished. The killing spell, poised to strike, landed on the ground beneath Lockhart's feet.

puff!

Auror felt a chill in his chest as Lockhart's completely mutated claws pierced through it. He looked down and saw only a large, rough hand. An indescribable feeling of suffocation overwhelmed his nostrils and brain.

Lockhart flung the corpse off his claws, staring erratically at his blood-stained hands, backing away. "I didn't want to kill anyone, I..."

Fear flashed across his monstrous face. Suddenly, a green light appeared, and he nimbly leaped away, continuing his escape into the depths of the forest.

Two Aurors were left to check on their wounded companion, while the rest continued their pursuit into the Forbidden Forest.

The two Aurors pulled out all sorts of potions and desperately used healing spells to treat the wounded who had stopped breathing. As the white essence dripped down, the festering wounds began to heal, and the damaged organs temporarily resumed functioning under the healing spells.

Despite being given large amounts of expensive healing medicine, the Auror, with a gaping hole in his chest, still died.

The two Aurors silently closed their companion's eyes, collected the body, and continued their pursuit into the Forbidden Forest.

By the time the two caught up with the main group, the Aurors had already lost track of Lockhart. The Forbidden Forest was full of all sorts of dangers in the dark. Two Aurors accidentally stumbled into the web of the giant spiders and were almost eaten by a large group of giant spiders.

Several Aurors were stopped by a Sphinx hidden in the Forbidden Forest and had to answer a question before they could pass.

A series of unexpected events caused Lockhart to quickly disappear into the darkness of the Forbidden Forest, and the fifteen men perished. Regrettably, they informed the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts of this tragedy.

The school quickly learned the next day that Lockhart had escaped into the Forbidden Forest, and the students were once again in a state of panic. Parents, worried about their children, wrote letters to Dumbledore, urging him to capture Lockhart as soon as possible.

While the headmaster was eating breakfast, he was bombarded with more than one yelling letter. Jimmy didn't care about Dumbledore's plans; at this moment, he was looking at his own shop, which had been reduced to a pile of rubble, in the newspaper, and he almost crushed his fork.

"My shop!"

The shops in the photo have all been reduced to rubble. The once-high-end and luxurious storefronts are now just a pile of unrecognizable debris.

Jimmy clutched his chest; it hurt terribly there. Although only the decorative counters remained in the shop, the most valuable brewing equipment and finished potions had already been moved.

Even a mosquito's leg is still meat!

Houses don't cost money?

Chapter 154 Portrait

"It's good that everyone is alright. A house can be rebuilt." Hermione also saw the contents of the newspaper. She read every piece of information carefully and comforted Jimmy after seeing that no one was injured.

Jimmy lowered his hand from his chest and said bitterly, "Lockhart is targeting me, it must be because I invented the Memory Charm, so he can no longer use the Forgetfulness Charm to steal other people's memories with impunity! That despicable Lockhart!"

He was wondering if there was any way to lure Lockhart out and get rid of him.

It's easy to lure him out, but how do we deal with him?

The Daily Prophet recently revealed all about Lockhart: he is incredibly strong, beast-like, and has some resistance to spells, like a combination of a troll and a werewolf.

Jimmy automatically interpreted it as a high-resistance warrior with both strength and agility. For a fragile wizard fighting this kind of boss, there must be a tank in front to create a safe output environment for the mage units behind.

When Jimmy saw his friends at the table pounding their chests in pain, they all offered words of comfort.

"Jimmy! No, Jimmy, you have to hold on! We all support you! That evil Lockhart will definitely be caught again and sent back to Azkaban. He actually demolished your shop, it's unforgivable!"

For some reason, Milton, Hufflepuff's senior, came over and sat on the table, berating Lockhart.

Jimmy's feigned grief instantly twisted into a grimace, and he said irritably, "Alright, Senior Milton, the loss isn't actually that great. I'll take care of it."

Comforted, Milton exclaimed as if he had received a reward, his face flushed, "Wow! I knew you could solve it! What in this world can stump the all-powerful Jimmy!"

Then she happily turned back to the Hufflepuff table, which drew rather strange looks from Jimmy and the others.

Jimmy felt that there was something wrong with Senior Milton, and a lot of it. Could it be that Lockhart's faith had collapsed and she had switched her allegiance to him?

Oh? If that's the case, then we're going to have to give out tons of fan coins!

"Ahem, why are you all staring at me like that?" Just as Jimmy was having a little goblin fantasy in his mind, he noticed that all the other friends sitting with him were staring at him intently.

I can't control other people. This is all Milton's personal behavior. Why are you looking at me like that?

Ron suddenly chuckled and said in a very vivid way, "Hogwarts will have another Jimmy Blaine fan club. Harry will definitely be very happy."

Some might argue that Harry would secretly rejoice if people stopped seeing him as a savior.

Draco, with his naturally fawning gaze, stared at Ron and said, "Because Jimmy is truly amazing! He deserves it!"