Hogwarts: Me? Fight Voldemort?

Because Jimmy had sent a letter to Professor McGonagall explaining the situation, he showed the approval slip to Filch on his way back, and Filch had no choice but to reluctantly let him go.

“I’ll be watching you!” Filch said menacingly as the two passed by.

Jimmy rolled his eyes, but he thought that maybe when he had time in the future he could study how to turn ordinary people into wizards, or how to turn Squibs into wizards.

The market in the wizarding world is only so big. If he doesn't expand the market, his business may come to an end by the time he graduates.

After walking a distance, Hermione complained to Jimmy, "It's Christmas today, can't Filch smile?"

She couldn't quite understand Filch's hatred born of jealousy; she just found his targeting inexplicable.

"Ignore him, go back to the dorm and see if there are any gifts."

On their way back to the Gryffindor common room, the two encountered many students carrying luggage to the station, and they parted ways in the common room.

Jimmy entered the boys' dormitory, and before he even reached the corresponding floor, he heard a series of wailing and howling sounds coming from upstairs.

Ron was the loudest of them all. He slowed down to listen and realized that Ron seemed to be talking about the Firebolt.

When they reached the dormitory floor, the not-so-spacious rooms were packed with people, both younger and older, all surrounding Harry.

It wasn't that Harry was anything special; they were looking at the beautiful broom and Firebolt that the grinning Harry was holding.

Harry's broom was previously broken by the Willow, but this Christmas he received a brand new broom, which has another extraordinary meaning for Harry.

This was the first Christmas present Sirius Black gave him, the Godfather!

This scene unfolded in the dormitory...

Harry was grinning like an idiot, clutching his broom and laughing like a fool.

Ron, like a baboon in heat, bounced around Harry, loudly describing the various parameters of the Firebolt.

Seamus and the others kept pleading with Harry to let them ride his beloved broom.

Jimmy peeked out for a moment, then lost interest and headed straight for the gifts piled up on his bed.

He now has a wide network of contacts, and just writing letters, replying to letters, and maintaining relationships with those people has already taken up a lot of his energy.

"Jimmy! Jimmy! Look! Harry's been hit by a fire bolt!!!"

As soon as he opened a gift, Ron ran over, grabbed his shoulders, and shook him violently.

Jimmy brushed Ron's hand away and replied dismissively, "I know, if you want one, you can just save up and buy one yourself."

"What are you talking about? That's a Firebolt! I can't afford it at all!" Ron's tone was sour, his eyes fixed on the flying broom in Harry's hand, and he pounded his chest in frustration.

"It's only 500 Galleons. You can buy one yourself when you get your salary."

Jimmy ignored Ron and continued unpacking the mountain of gifts. There were hundreds of gifts in total, and he was going to be busy!

Suddenly, looking at all the cattle and horses around him, and knowing he wasn't short of money, he immediately stood up and said, "Who will help me open the gift? The reward is 1 Gallon."

"I'll do it!"

Ron was the first to respond enthusiastically, because he had just remembered that he had a modeling job and would have exactly 500 Galleons after receiving his salary, enough to buy a Firebolt with his own efforts!

He originally planned to use that money to spend at the Quidditch World Cup, but now he has a new goal!

Simo and Dean Thomas also joined in the response.

“I’ll help you dismantle it!” Neville didn’t mention money, even though he knew Jimmy was rich.

Finally, Harry, Li Jordan, George, and Fred joined the army of opening gifts. These gifts were varied, including not only normal gifts but also some rather unusual ones.

Dean Thomas was hit while opening a box of chocolates. His black face was smeared with pink liquid, and his expression instantly turned dazed as he called out a girl's name.

"Hehehe, Elizabeth Cruz, hehe, I want to be your little puppy..."

"Hiss~!" Everyone around gasped. They recognized Eliza Cruz, a slightly chubby girl who was a rare sight at Hogwarts, in her sixth year of Ravenclaw.

She weighs at least 160 pounds, has a round face, and always confidently believes that all boys like her.

Sure enough, this money wasn't so easy to get!

Jimmy's face darkened, and he took out the antidote from his pocket and gave it to Dean Thomas.

Dean Thomas regained his senses and threw the chocolate far away, his expression like he'd just eaten a raw, pickled toad. "Ugh! How disgusting!!!"

They then removed no fewer than ten prank gifts, including six love potion traps.

"Sigh! Being too charming can be a problem!" Jimmy sighed in a pretentious manner, drawing disdain and envy from the crowd.

They had never received a gift from a girl before, especially one containing aphrodisiacs.

Ron didn't have this problem. He kept unwrapping a long, rectangular gift while boasting, "I already have a girlfriend!"

"Ah! Traitor!" Seamus shouted jealously, and everyone immediately began to verbally attack Ron.

The conversation suddenly shifted to the girl.

Dean Thomas teased, "Speaking of which, which girl do you think is the prettiest?"

"Ho ho ho! Has it started yet!" Jimmy immediately sat up straight, his eyes scanning the others.

Once the topic starts, no one in the room will let anyone who doesn't want to express their opinion off the hook until the very last step.

pat!

George and Fred, with malicious smiles on their faces, closed the door together.

Chapter 240 Superficial!

It is impolite to comment on the opposite sex in private circles, but normal people usually comment on others in private.

No one is perfect. When boys discuss the appearance of the opposite sex, it's actually to enhance their relationship and enjoy the tacit understanding that comes from knowing each other's secrets.

Once the dormitory door is closed, regardless of whether you understand the rules or not, the conversation has already started and can't be stopped.

Dean Thomas's eyes started to dart around, and he immediately locked onto Neville, who usually seemed particularly serious and unremarkable. "Neville, you go first."

Neville, who wasn't particularly sensitive to this kind of topic, was taken aback. His freckled face quickly turned as red as a strawberry, and he shook his head and waved his hands, "No, no, no, I don't know!"

The more Neville resisted, the more excited the others became, and they all started to cheer.

"Just tell us your feelings, it's just a matter of choosing the prettiest girl in your mind! There's always a choice." Ron already had Lavender, and he was the one who loved to stir things up the most, always the loudest one cheering.

Even Harry, who wasn't particularly interested in romance, laughed and said, "Tell me, Neville."

Dean Thomas laughed and said, "Everyone has to say something. So tell me, who is it from which college?"

As if under pressure, or as if he really didn't think it was a big deal, Neville awkwardly revealed his answer, "Uh... I think, Ravenclaw's, Luna Lovegood, she's special."

"Wow~!" A group of people burst into howls and screams, making Neville blush with embarrassment.

“That crazy girl? She’s acting really strange, isn’t she?” Ron said, stating his impression of Luna.

Hearing Ron say that, Jimmy retorted unhappily, "No, no, no, Luna is a very intelligent and wise person. You think she's abnormal only because her level of understanding surpasses that of ordinary people."

Jimmy still admires Luna's wisdom, saying, "She is a wise and kind person. If you are lost in life, you can try to find her for guidance."

"Really?" This was the first time Harry had ever seen Jimmy praise someone like this, especially a younger student who was a year younger than them.

Neville was unaware that Jimmy held Luna in such high regard, but he was pleased. "I'll try to become friends with her," he said.

"I hope you succeed!" George said with a smile, then felt a hand pat his shoulder.

It was Fred. "Hey bro, you tell us, do you have a girl you like?"

“Not yet, but I think Ellie from Hufflepuff is pretty good.” George wasn’t actually that interested in this, and he wasn’t as hesitant as Neville when he said it. “What about you?”

Fred chuckled. "Angelina, she's tall and hot, isn't she?"

Another round of boos erupted from the crowd, and Li Qiaodan even whistled.

Angelina is now the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and Fred actually has feelings for her?!

Jimmy remembered the senior with tanned skin. Angelina Johnson wasn't Black; she was a standard white woman with a hot body, the kind that could easily outshine Hermione.

He recalled that in the original story, after Fred's death, Angelina seemed to have married George, and he said with a strange expression, "Will Angelina recognize either of you? If she married Fred, might she mistake you for someone else?"

“Shut up and don’t say such horrible things.” Fred threw a Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Bean at Jimmy, who dodged it, which drew laughter from the crowd.

George felt something was off, but seeing Harry laughing so happily, he immediately teased, "Angelina has a hot body, but I don't think she can compare to Malfoy."

Gaa~!

The noise in the dormitory stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at Harry with strange eyes before echoing each other.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

"really."

One undeniable fact is that Malfoy was truly beautiful, and in a way that far surpassed his peers.

In fact, quite a few warriors have already forgotten the past and openly pursued Hydra.

However, those who know Hydra know that she is now in love with Harry.

Harry looked a little embarrassed. He didn't want to talk about Hydra, so he forced a laugh and changed the subject, "Dean, you haven't said anything yet!"

Dean Thomas, the little black guy, wasn't embarrassed at all. He turned his eyes to Ron.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ron's chrysanthemum tightened, feeling the pressure.

Xiao Heizi laughed and said, "I think your sister Ginny is very beautiful!"

Upon hearing this, the three older brothers immediately pinned Dean Thomas to the ground.

"Good lad, he's actually taken a liking to Ginny!"

George and Fred each held down the little black boy's shoulders.

"Tell me, have you started any operations yet?!"

"It's a pity Ginny likes Harry." Ron grabbed Dean's leg, wanting to teach him a lesson, but then let go after thinking about it.

After all, with Ginny's fervent infatuation with Harry, Dean probably has no chance.

Dean Thomas pleaded, "No, no, no, I didn't do anything. I just thought your sister was pretty."

George and Fred quickly released the little black boy.

Having regained his freedom, Xiao Heizi desperately needed another target. He glared at Jimmy and asked, "Hey, Jimmy, you always like to act mature. Do you have a girl you like?"

"I didn't even pretend properly, I'm still just a kid." Jimmy rolled his eyes at Dean, the little dark-skinned boy, but it was okay to talk about it.