Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

He didn't interfere with what happened after that; since things had come to this, he might as well go to sleep...

However, after what just happened, most people have sobered up, and even if some still want to drink, the shop no longer offers alcohol.

Although he had only worked for a morning, Jimmy was still exhausted, so he dragged Hermione to the second-floor lounge for a nice afternoon nap.

After waking up, Jimmy carefully got out of bed, but unexpectedly, he still woke Hermione up.

"You're stepping on my hair..." Hermione opened her eyes groggily and shook her head.

Jimmy was completely captivated by her adorable behavior. He propped himself up halfway but then lay back down, hugging Hermione and rubbing his face and hair against her to recharge.

"Wow! Percy and I made a promise to teach them. They want to work at the Ministry of Magic, and I'm going to teach them how to behave in the Ministry."

Hermione, who was still groggy, gradually came to her senses, put her arm around Jimmy, and said, "Do you need my help?"

“I have a lesson plan. It’s not a lot of content. I’ll finish in two hours.” Jimmy shrank under the covers, bringing his head to Hermione’s level, and looked at her longingly.

That gaze was like a red-hot iron on Hermione's face. She avoided that gaze, her body beginning to heat up. "I... I'll wait for you here. I need to establish laws for the Round Table."

The Round Table is not perfect in many ways, and its expansion over the next year will require a set of rules to support it. She really wants to see the day when the Round Table develops.

Jimmy pursed his lips, noticed Hermione's lips were a little dry, hesitated for a moment, then pressed them against hers to moisturize them.

Their breaths mingled, growing hotter and hotter. Hermione offered no resistance, even seeming somewhat reluctant to part, until they were both breathless before finally separating.

Jimmy licked his lips contentedly and said, "I like it this way."

Hermione, caught in her first kiss, covered herself with the blanket and cried out in embarrassment, "Don't say it..."

I'll be back at 16:30 PM.

After leaving the lounge, Jimmy went to another Continental bar via FiloNet, where a waiter at the door immediately led him to a meeting room.

Percy and the others were already anxiously waiting in the conference room. When they saw Jimmy arrive with a radiant face, they shouted excitedly, "Professor Jimmy, hurry up and teach us how to work in the Ministry of Magic!"

"Sit down. Class will begin now. It will be two hours without a break. Take as much as you can."

Jimmy walked to a blackboard, gestured for the group to sit down, glanced at the board, and then began his explanation.

"The so-called Ministry of Magic is a comprehensive organization established by ordinary people to protect their lives and property, as well as to maintain peace and stability in the wizarding world. It manages all aspects of our lives, and the relationship between the Ministry of Magic and ordinary wizards is essentially one of exchange. Ordinary people relinquish some of their rights to the Ministry of Magic, and in return, the Ministry of Magic is responsible for maintaining social stability."

Swipe!

Percy immediately scribbled in his notebook: ...life is stable.

Jimmy began to draw. He drew an iceberg that any ordinary person could easily understand, and drew a line on the tip of the iceberg that was above the water. "However, what you understand as the Ministry of Magic is actually just the tip of the iceberg. The rest is like the iceberg hidden in the sea, where the rules of operation are much more complex and full of dangers!"

The others rolled around behind, listening even more attentively.

"I'm going to give you five lessons in total: Assessing the Situation, Reading Words and Expressions, Forming Cliques, Deceiving Superiors and Subordinates, and Avoiding the Important and Focusing on the trivial!" After getting everyone's attention, Jimmy began to write the titles of the five lessons on the blackboard, which were, of course, translated titles.

Percy and his friends gasped when they saw the headlines.

Good grief, is he going to work at the Ministry of Magic, or is he going to cause trouble there?

Immediately, a female student raised her hand, and Jimmy gestured for her to ask, "Teacher, I'm going to work in the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, so I don't need to learn these things, right?"

Jimmy patiently explained, "On the contrary, as long as you're in a group, the skills I've taught you will definitely come in handy. For example..."

After a moment's thought, Jimmy said, "Imagine you're on a field mission and you encounter two people injured in a magical accident. One of them is a junior member of a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic, and the other is a junior member of a dark wizarding family."

Both individuals are injured and demanding unreasonable compensation from the other. If you cannot provide a satisfactory injury assessment report, they will use their influence to retaliate against you. What should you do in this situation?

Chapter 224 We're doomed!

This bizarre question stunned everyone; how could such a case possibly exist in the world?

"Can't a fair judgment be made?" The senior student was still an innocent fledgling, unaware of the dangers of the wizarding world.

Although she is ambitious, her ambition is to rise to a high position through her abilities, which is fundamentally different from Percy's.

Jimmy shook his head. "They're forcing you to choose one of two options. If you choose the son of a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic, a dark wizard can't retaliate against the son of a high-ranking official, but he can retaliate against you. If you choose the son of a dark wizard, you won't be able to continue working at the Ministry of Magic. You'll be transferred to a peripheral department, doing the hardest work for the lowest pay."

The people on both sides of the conference table were all deep in thought, trying to come up with a solution to the problem.

Finally, Percy, eager to improve, looked at the words on the blackboard and asked expectantly, "So, if we learn how to assess the situation, read between the lines, form cliques, deceive superiors and subordinates, and downplay the seriousness of the matter, will we be able to solve the problem?"

In his eyes, the words on the blackboard were like magic, as if mastering them meant mastering power.

He couldn't wait to find out the secret!

“That’s right!” Jimmy gave Percy an approving look. “The five lessons I’ve taught you are the secrets to your steady progress in the competitive Ministry of Magic! To become a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic, second only to the Minister, you need to be able to assess situations, read people’s expressions, build alliances, deceive your superiors, and downplay the important issues!”

The people below remained silent, their eyes fixed intently on him, their hearts filled with longing for that supreme power.

Seeing that everyone had agreed with his point of view, Jimmy nodded in satisfaction and tapped the blackboard with his knuckles to remind them: "I think your understanding of the courses is not deep enough. Today, I will give you a general introduction to the purpose and function of these courses."

He took out his wand and pointed to the line "Assess the situation and weigh the pros and cons." "Assess the situation and weigh the pros and cons," he said. "What does that mean? It means to see clearly the direction of events and to discern the advantages and disadvantages of how events unfold. To do this, you must have a firm grasp of every detail of the event."

Percy buried himself in writing, jotting down every word Jimmy uttered in his notebook.

A bad pen is worse than a good memory. If you can't remember something the first time, you can go back and read it several times. And reading it several times may also bring different insights.

"Take the example I just gave, for instance. If there are two people we can't afford to offend, we can first find out the root cause of their conflict, and then confirm the forces behind them."

If we can find a way out, we should prioritize targeting the descendants of high-ranking officials, since you are employees of the Ministry of Magic. The dark wizards' retaliation may or may not come, but the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic are right before our eyes.

But all of this hinges on one condition: the benefits outweigh the risks. If the risks exceed the benefits, it's not worthwhile. The best option is to delegate tasks to others; don't try to do everything yourself, as that will only make you look foolish in their eyes.

Been taught a lesson!

Percy kept nodding, though he didn't quite understand, but it all seemed to make a lot of sense.

Don't rush to do everything; write it down...

"Second, observe carefully." Jimmy pointed to the title of the second lesson. "This is also very important. As the name suggests, you need to have a good grasp of all the information and preferences of the high-ranking officials in your own department and across departments within the Ministry of Magic. You can give them some of the things they like during holidays, and you can also say more of the things they like to hear."

Oh wow! Reading between the lines!

The group continued taking notes.

"The premise is that you need to investigate thoroughly; while saying nice things and giving gifts, you also need to analyze the pros and cons, combining the skills of assessing the situation learned in the first lesson. Some officials are not worth befriending, such as those who are unpopular in the Ministry of Magic and those who cannot give you a chance for promotion."

After Jimmy saw that the others had finished taking notes, he continued explaining the third lesson...

The nine men listened with rapt attention. These theories covered almost every problem they could think of that they might encounter in their interactions with others. By following this model, they could maximize their own interests.

The third lesson, forming cliques, means getting them to form small power circles, exchange favors, and share credit.

They should help each other when problems arise, forming their own little circle within the Ministry of Magic to counter the intricate web of relationships within the Ministry.

Lesson Four, Deceiving Superiors and Subordinates, is easy to understand. Its purpose is to learn to be flexible in handling affairs. There are some things that don't need to be known by the leaders, and sometimes they don't need to be known by the subordinates. Even if things are done wrong, you should say that they weren't done wrong.

If we are discovered, we will move on to the content of Lesson 5, so we will downplay the important points.

Not only should we downplay the serious issues domestically, but we should also downplay them internationally, because we never know when we might need to engage in public opinion control abroad.

In diplomatic negotiations, one must explore the beauty of language, turning black into white and the dead into the living.

Even if Voldemort were to be resurrected, it should still be considered a significant milestone in the progress of British wizarding society.

When the two-hour class ended, the nine members of Percy's group, still wanting more, respectfully watched Jimmy leave.

After class, Jimmy rushed to the fireplace. When he returned to the common room, he saw Hermione sitting at her desk, flipping through a book and taking notes. She exuded a literary air, quiet and elegant. How could he resist?!

"My dear Hermione~!"

Hermione smiled and put down her pen, watching Jimmy approach with his strange Toby the Spider dance, and chided, "What a weird dance!"

"This is the Bad Boy Dance, from Spider-Man Tobey Maguire!" Jimmy had already jumped in front of Hermione, extending his hand in invitation, "Beautiful lady, would you like to dance with me?"

Hermione was more mature than her peers, but she was still at an age where she loved to play. She casually placed her hand on Jimmy's hand and immediately let out a gasp.

Jimmy pulled Hermione up forcefully, held her in his arms and swayed her rhythmically, but not much. "Besides the Bad Boy Dance, all I can do is spin around. Here it comes~!"

"what?"

He took Hermione's hand and made her spin around in place. Then, mimicking the climax of ballroom dancing in movies, he supported Hermione's supple waist with his forearms, making her upper body horizontal to the ground.

With their faces less than ten centimeters apart, the thrill of feeling like they could lose weight at any moment made Hermione's heart race. The backward leaning position made her blood flow backward, turning her face as red as a shrimp.

Squeak~ Squeak~ Squeak~!

Da da da!

There was a knock on the closed door of the lounge. Jimmy and Hermione opened their eyes, quickly stood up, and looked at the door with some annoyance.

Jimmy walked over and opened the door, his expression instantly turning into a forced smile. "Ron, did you need something?"

Damn it, it's Ron again ruining his plans! Looks like I need to teach Lavender something new to keep this idiot under control!

Ron, reeking of alcohol, didn't notice his displeasure. Pointing downstairs, he said anxiously, "Professor McGonagall, she's downstairs, waiting for you..."

emmmm...we're doomed!

Jimmy turned to look at Hermione, who was straightening her clothes and hair, and recalled the fear of being dominated by Professor McGonagall. The tension had replaced the look on their faces.

Chapter 225 The Fat Lady Escapes

Jimmy took a few deep breaths before walking down the side wall of the staircase to the lobby.

The hall was eerily quiet. The students stood together like quails, heads bowed, not daring to look directly at Professor McGonagall, who sat against the wall.

She pressed her lips together horribly, her chest heaving violently, her body trembling incessantly, and her eyes behind her glasses were as red as a fiercely burning furnace.

Jimmy and Hermione had just stepped out when they were spotted by those eyes, and immediately heard someone say, "How dare you do this!"

The question sent a shiver down everyone's spine. Wiping away cold sweat, Jimmy approached Professor McGonagall with an awkward smile and forced a smile, saying, "This was my mistake, it won't happen again!"

“You should know that selling alcohol to minors is illegal, no matter where you are! You know how furious I was when I walked in here!”

Professor McGonagall stared at Jimmy, her usual composure failing her, her voice rising as she pointed to a corner of the hall, "Look at those students, they still haven't woken up!"

Jimmy looked in the direction the finger was pointing and saw the drunken Slytherins lying on a table made up of pieces like dead pigs. Goyle and Crabbe were drooling and sleeping together, a rather cringeworthy sight.

"Uh...yes, I will definitely make changes."

The only way to quell Professor McGonagall's anger right now is to sincerely admit our mistake; any excuses or prevarications will only make her angrier.

"If you're going to sell alcohol here, you can't let underage wizards in. That's the rule!"

Faced with Jimmy's sincere apology, Professor McGonagall found it hard to stay angry, but she had to explain the rules of Hogsmeade to Jimmy.

"All! All alcoholic beverages are strictly prohibited from being sold to young wizards! I don't want to emphasize this basic common sense, but if I find you selling alcohol to young wizards again, I will cancel Hogsmeade Week! No one is exempt!"