NOVEL NEXT Arms dealer from Hogwarts
Chapter 2 Swearing in Lyle's Name
Chapter 2 Swearing in Lyle's Name
Attached to the letter was a checklist listing everything Jemini needed for school.
There is no doubt that this is a very formal letter of acceptance from Hogwarts.
On such a calm morning, in such a peaceful way, without drama in front of myself.
Putting the letter back in the envelope, Jemini fell back on the lawn, looking like he had nothing to do.
He knew that from now on, he just had to wait.
Hogwarts couldn't just send an owl to notify him of admission, it would probably have to send an older catwoman.
As for whether or not to go to Hogwarts to study, there is no need to be hypocritical, you should go, anyway, this kind of thing is probably not something that he can not go if he doesn't want to.
"Hey, Jemini, do you still have a slingshot?"
Jemini was wandering in the sky when he heard a voice next to his ear.
Turning his head lazily, a burly boy appeared in his sight, looking down at him.
The boy's name is Filet, which has the same name as steak. It's Jemini's leek, but it's not a high-quality leek.
"As for the slingshot, if you want it, you still have it. It's cheaper for you, how about one pound and twenty pence?" Jemini didn't intend to get up, and just lay on the ground.
"I made a new friend recently. He is very good at playing. He will go to Smelting High School in the future. You should go there too, Jemini?" Fili looked at Jemini with a serious face: "After that It will be our territory, you should know something."
"Huh?" Jemini finally sat up and looked at Fili with gentle eyes: "What do you mean...you don't want to pay?"
"Hmm~" Fili hugged his arms and snorted, as if he had realized the evolution of the life level, with a haughty look.
Jemini sighed leisurely, and shrugged helplessly: "If that's the case, then come with me."
I took Philip all the way to a remote and quiet small garden in the suburbs. The small garden looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a while, and the vegetation was very lush.
Fili looked around, with a greedy light shining in his small glasses: "Did you just hide everything here?"
"That's not true. It's just that I just discovered such a place a few days ago. The owner of the garden seems to be busy with work and doesn't come here often, so I occasionally come here to take a nap or something."
Jemini turned around and looked at Fili with a smile. A metal baseball bat appeared in his hand at some point: "You know, not everyone has the money to buy my products, so some people will hit some bad ones." idea."
"Have you ever wondered why other people don't come to grab my things?"
"What do you mean?" Fei Li's face turned pale, and he had a vague premonition.
"Mr. Philip Wilson, this place is not for hiding things, it's for hiding people."
With a gentle smile still on his face, Jemini walked towards the pale-faced Fili with a club in his hand.
The screams rang out in the small garden, but due to the location in the suburbs, the screams did not attract anyone's attention.
A few minutes later, Fili lay on the ground like a dead pig, weeping, and Jemini sat on Fili, happily counting the pocket money he exploited from Fili.
"Two pounds and ten pence, still a lot of money?" Jemini put the money into his arms with a smile, stood up, and kicked Philip, who was bruised and swollen.
"What are you doing here?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Jemini followed the voice, and a little girl was standing under an old tree, pinching her waist and glaring at herself.
The little girl looked to be about the same age as Jemini, with messy brown hair, and her front teeth looked a little too big. Only her small face could be considered fair and beautiful.
"I'm... Is there anything bothering you?" Jemini asked gently.
"Of course, this is my family's garden. You are breaking into a private house. Also, if I read correctly, you should be beating that little fat man. This is against the law."
The little girl rolled her eyes and spoke in a logical manner, not weak at all.
"That's really disturbing, I'm very sorry, I'm leaving now." Jemini didn't intend to argue with her, grabbed one of Fili's legs, turned around and left.
"Wait a minute, you can't leave." The little girl stopped in front of Jemini angrily: "I think you should apologize to him, it's wrong to hit someone."
Jemini smiled politely: "My name is Lyle, what's your name?"
"Hermione Granger."
"It's an honor to meet you, Miss Granger." Jemini laughed. The name was familiar, but it had nothing to do with him.
"I can swear to you, it's not my fault."
"But you still hit him." Hermione frowned and glanced at Fili: "And you hit him very badly."
"I've always been very measured in my actions."
"That means you've done this more than once."
"Life always needs a little spice." Jeremy shrugged.
"Even if you say that, it happened in my garden, so I can't pretend I didn't see it." Hermione said with a serious face, "Once you hit him with any problems, our family will also be responsible, I must To tell my parents."
"In that case..." Jeremy sighed leisurely, "Alright, I'll wait for you here."
"Don't try to lie to me, if I turn around and leave, you will run away, right?" Hermione didn't believe his nonsense, and looked at Jemini warily.
Jemini raised three fingers with a serious face: "I swear in the name of Lyle, if I run away, then Lyle will die a terrible death."
Listening to what he said, Hermione always felt that something was weird, but she couldn't put it into words, but he had already sworn such a poisonous oath, so she couldn't say anything more, and left in a hurry to find her parents.
As soon as Hermione left, Jemini turned around and dragged the crying Fili away.
Whether Lyle dies or not... what does it matter to me, Jemini?
A few minutes later, Hermione took her parents to the small garden, looking at the empty surroundings, the little girl was shivering and chilling.
On the other side, throwing the crying Fili on the side of the road, Jemini walked towards the orphanage refreshed.
……
"This...Professor McGonagall, you mean to say that you want to train a wizard in the Lord's orphanage?"
Holy Cross Welfare Institute, inside the dean's office.
With a wine-grooved nose, the head priest looked at the figure on the other side of the desk with unkind eyes.
It was a black-haired woman in an emerald green woolen coat. Judging from her appearance alone, she must be at least over 50 years old, but she didn't have a hint of twilight. Her hair was neatly coiled behind her head, and she confronted the head priest with a serious expression.
"This is the most suitable future for him. A child of his age is at the time when his magic power grows the fastest. If it is not cultivated and guided, it will definitely cause serious hidden dangers."
"Did anyone tell you that you look like a third-rate liar? You heretic!" The head priest looked at Professor McGonagall aggressively.
Professor McGonagall took a deep breath. She had experienced this situation many times before, and she would not be angry about it.
Silently, he took out his wand from his bosom, shook it lightly at the corner cabinet, the cabinet door opened suddenly, and several bottles of whiskey flew out of the cabinet and landed on the desk of the priest and headmaster, neatly arranged. into a row.
"Did anyone tell you that an alcoholic is not suitable to be the head of an orphanage, let alone a priest?"
The head priest looked at the neat row of wine bottles in front of him, and lost his voice.
"If possible, I would like to meet the child first, is that okay?"
(End of this chapter)
Attached to the letter was a checklist listing everything Jemini needed for school.
There is no doubt that this is a very formal letter of acceptance from Hogwarts.
On such a calm morning, in such a peaceful way, without drama in front of myself.
Putting the letter back in the envelope, Jemini fell back on the lawn, looking like he had nothing to do.
He knew that from now on, he just had to wait.
Hogwarts couldn't just send an owl to notify him of admission, it would probably have to send an older catwoman.
As for whether or not to go to Hogwarts to study, there is no need to be hypocritical, you should go, anyway, this kind of thing is probably not something that he can not go if he doesn't want to.
"Hey, Jemini, do you still have a slingshot?"
Jemini was wandering in the sky when he heard a voice next to his ear.
Turning his head lazily, a burly boy appeared in his sight, looking down at him.
The boy's name is Filet, which has the same name as steak. It's Jemini's leek, but it's not a high-quality leek.
"As for the slingshot, if you want it, you still have it. It's cheaper for you, how about one pound and twenty pence?" Jemini didn't intend to get up, and just lay on the ground.
"I made a new friend recently. He is very good at playing. He will go to Smelting High School in the future. You should go there too, Jemini?" Fili looked at Jemini with a serious face: "After that It will be our territory, you should know something."
"Huh?" Jemini finally sat up and looked at Fili with gentle eyes: "What do you mean...you don't want to pay?"
"Hmm~" Fili hugged his arms and snorted, as if he had realized the evolution of the life level, with a haughty look.
Jemini sighed leisurely, and shrugged helplessly: "If that's the case, then come with me."
I took Philip all the way to a remote and quiet small garden in the suburbs. The small garden looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a while, and the vegetation was very lush.
Fili looked around, with a greedy light shining in his small glasses: "Did you just hide everything here?"
"That's not true. It's just that I just discovered such a place a few days ago. The owner of the garden seems to be busy with work and doesn't come here often, so I occasionally come here to take a nap or something."
Jemini turned around and looked at Fili with a smile. A metal baseball bat appeared in his hand at some point: "You know, not everyone has the money to buy my products, so some people will hit some bad ones." idea."
"Have you ever wondered why other people don't come to grab my things?"
"What do you mean?" Fei Li's face turned pale, and he had a vague premonition.
"Mr. Philip Wilson, this place is not for hiding things, it's for hiding people."
With a gentle smile still on his face, Jemini walked towards the pale-faced Fili with a club in his hand.
The screams rang out in the small garden, but due to the location in the suburbs, the screams did not attract anyone's attention.
A few minutes later, Fili lay on the ground like a dead pig, weeping, and Jemini sat on Fili, happily counting the pocket money he exploited from Fili.
"Two pounds and ten pence, still a lot of money?" Jemini put the money into his arms with a smile, stood up, and kicked Philip, who was bruised and swollen.
"What are you doing here?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Jemini followed the voice, and a little girl was standing under an old tree, pinching her waist and glaring at herself.
The little girl looked to be about the same age as Jemini, with messy brown hair, and her front teeth looked a little too big. Only her small face could be considered fair and beautiful.
"I'm... Is there anything bothering you?" Jemini asked gently.
"Of course, this is my family's garden. You are breaking into a private house. Also, if I read correctly, you should be beating that little fat man. This is against the law."
The little girl rolled her eyes and spoke in a logical manner, not weak at all.
"That's really disturbing, I'm very sorry, I'm leaving now." Jemini didn't intend to argue with her, grabbed one of Fili's legs, turned around and left.
"Wait a minute, you can't leave." The little girl stopped in front of Jemini angrily: "I think you should apologize to him, it's wrong to hit someone."
Jemini smiled politely: "My name is Lyle, what's your name?"
"Hermione Granger."
"It's an honor to meet you, Miss Granger." Jemini laughed. The name was familiar, but it had nothing to do with him.
"I can swear to you, it's not my fault."
"But you still hit him." Hermione frowned and glanced at Fili: "And you hit him very badly."
"I've always been very measured in my actions."
"That means you've done this more than once."
"Life always needs a little spice." Jeremy shrugged.
"Even if you say that, it happened in my garden, so I can't pretend I didn't see it." Hermione said with a serious face, "Once you hit him with any problems, our family will also be responsible, I must To tell my parents."
"In that case..." Jeremy sighed leisurely, "Alright, I'll wait for you here."
"Don't try to lie to me, if I turn around and leave, you will run away, right?" Hermione didn't believe his nonsense, and looked at Jemini warily.
Jemini raised three fingers with a serious face: "I swear in the name of Lyle, if I run away, then Lyle will die a terrible death."
Listening to what he said, Hermione always felt that something was weird, but she couldn't put it into words, but he had already sworn such a poisonous oath, so she couldn't say anything more, and left in a hurry to find her parents.
As soon as Hermione left, Jemini turned around and dragged the crying Fili away.
Whether Lyle dies or not... what does it matter to me, Jemini?
A few minutes later, Hermione took her parents to the small garden, looking at the empty surroundings, the little girl was shivering and chilling.
On the other side, throwing the crying Fili on the side of the road, Jemini walked towards the orphanage refreshed.
……
"This...Professor McGonagall, you mean to say that you want to train a wizard in the Lord's orphanage?"
Holy Cross Welfare Institute, inside the dean's office.
With a wine-grooved nose, the head priest looked at the figure on the other side of the desk with unkind eyes.
It was a black-haired woman in an emerald green woolen coat. Judging from her appearance alone, she must be at least over 50 years old, but she didn't have a hint of twilight. Her hair was neatly coiled behind her head, and she confronted the head priest with a serious expression.
"This is the most suitable future for him. A child of his age is at the time when his magic power grows the fastest. If it is not cultivated and guided, it will definitely cause serious hidden dangers."
"Did anyone tell you that you look like a third-rate liar? You heretic!" The head priest looked at Professor McGonagall aggressively.
Professor McGonagall took a deep breath. She had experienced this situation many times before, and she would not be angry about it.
Silently, he took out his wand from his bosom, shook it lightly at the corner cabinet, the cabinet door opened suddenly, and several bottles of whiskey flew out of the cabinet and landed on the desk of the priest and headmaster, neatly arranged. into a row.
"Did anyone tell you that an alcoholic is not suitable to be the head of an orphanage, let alone a priest?"
The head priest looked at the neat row of wine bottles in front of him, and lost his voice.
"If possible, I would like to meet the child first, is that okay?"
(End of this chapter)
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