Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 37 Birthday Cake
"I found that when I tickled the armored gentlemen on duty in the castle, the visors on their helmets would click and click, so can I understand that they are laughing?"

"Yes, let me tell you a secret, if you dance to them, they will dance with you." Dumbledore blinked.

"So are they intelligent creatures?"

"Magic is a magical thing. He can't give life to an object, but he can give them wisdom." Dumbledore said kindly: "So, in the wizarding world, the two words wisdom and living things have never been the same. of."

"What about the portraits? What's the matter with the portraits?" Jemini asked curiously: "I found that some portraits are very smart, while others are very stupid."

"Oh...that's true." Dumbledore nodded: "If you go to my office and take a look, you will find that the portraits of the past principals hanging in my office are almost the same as living people."

Jemini squeezed his chin and thought about it: "In other words, the stronger the magic power, the closer his portrait is to himself?"

"To be honest, I'm a little envious of your intelligence." Dumbledore nodded.

"You have won the prize." Jemini smiled: "So, does every painting of the strong man have wisdom close to his own?"

"It depends on his own wishes," said Dumbledore.

"I have a question, Professor." Jemini thought for a while and said, "If we say that a person's soul is transferred to his portrait, does that count as immortality in disguise?"

Dumbledore was slightly stunned: "Transferring souls to objects is not some kind of good magic, but I think, even if it succeeds, what's the point of this kind of eternal life?"

"Exactly." Jamie nodded.

"Fox, are you interested in immortality?" Dumbledore's calm eyes fell on Jemini's face through the half-moon lens.

"Of course, who would think that they live too long?" Jemini smiled gently, "But simply living for the sake of living, this kind of eternal life is too easy."

"The world is beautiful and vast, Professor, my journey lies in the sea of ​​stars."

Jemini's eyes were clear and distant, and there was no distraction in his blue pupils: "Maybe I will live forever, maybe I will die on the road, but these things don't really matter. I have never regretted being alive, so even if It was during this journey that I was smashed to pieces, and I think I can also say with a smile that this trip was worthwhile."

"...a very thorough answer..."

Dumbledore looked at Jemini in surprise for a while, and then he sighed with emotion: "I am always proud of the students I teach...but to be honest, this is the first time I Honored teacher, Fox."

"You're overrated." Jemini smiled humbly.

"Actually, no."

Dumbledore blinked, then raised his head, his eyes fell on a huge fruit bowl painting next to him: "We're here."

Jemini looked around. Judging from the location, this is directly below the castle auditorium.

Dumbledore stretched out his old wrinkled palm and scratched a pear on the fruit plate painting. In an instant, the pear turned into a doorknob. Dumbledore opened the door, and the two walked into the kitchen.

"Good evening, honorable Professor Dumbledore! Handsome Master Fox!"

As soon as the two of them entered the kitchen, a shrill voice rang in their ears. Beside them, a house elf wearing a white pillowcase bowed to the two of them: "Is there anything Luo Luo can do to help you two?" ?”

Immediately afterwards, a large group of house elves surrounded the bustling crowd, blinking their big bulb-like eyes and looking at Jemini and the two expectantly.

Jamie pointed at himself blankly: "You know me?"

"Oh, huh..." Dumbledore laughed suddenly: "Since the enrollment, they haven't found your luggage, Fox. This has worried them for a long time, although I have repeatedly emphasized that this is not their problem, but They've been very upset."

Jemini laughed dryly, and then remembered that the dormitories of the four colleges were cleaned by the elves, and the students' luggage were also packed by them, every day.

And from the time they entered school to the present, they have never seen Fox's luggage...

Dumbledore blinked: "Can I ask Fox where you live now?"

"The Room of Requirement, Professor." Jemini smiled.

The Room of Requirement is not a big secret, and there is nothing to hide. It can be seen from the piles of groceries that look like hills. Many students have been there, but not everyone has mastered the rules of that room.

"Oh..." Dumbledore nodded knowingly: "It's no wonder..."

"It's a good place. I can find everything I want there. If you're interested, I can entertain you there as a guest." Jamie said with a smile, completely treating the Room of Requirement as his own.

"It looks like the place feels like home to you, which is good."

"Aren't you angry? I don't go back to the dormitory..." Jemini was a little puzzled, and Dumbledore's temper was much better than he imagined.

"To be honest, if I beat someone up, I wouldn't dare to go back and live easily." Dumbledore nodded cheerfully: "But as long as you can find a home in Hogwarts, no matter you live in a dormitory It's the same whether you come or go to the house, in fact, if you don't say it, I always thought you were in a warm place where you made a net and went straight to sleep..."

"Thank you very much for your enlightenment, Professor."

"It's just a trivial matter." Dumbledore said leisurely.

"As long as you don't get caught by the professors and Filch, and don't go to some dangerous places, Hogwarts will not reject the curiosity of sincere students, such as the Weasley twins, I used to meet them every week They, unfortunately, don't know when it started, they seem to have mastered a way to avoid me, and I feel quite lost... Want a piece of fruit syrup pie?"

Dumbledore said, handing Jamie a piece of fruit syrup pie.

Jemini took a bite of the pie and wrinkled his face: "It's so sweet——"

"As I get older, I like to eat sweets." Dumbledore nodded, and stuffed a piece of pie into his mouth: "Well... Actually, I also liked to eat sweets when I was young. Excuse me, most Brits can't say no to sweets, and treacle pie is light."

"On Filch's birthday a while ago, I tried his birthday cake, it was full of cream - about ten centimeters thick..."

Jemini looked disgusted: "Ah...it sounds so disgusting..."

"Yeah, actually he didn't finish eating." Dumbledore said, "Don't you want cake? I think Ms. Lolo can help you."

"Does Mr. Fox want cake?" Lolo tilted his head up, and looked at Jemini unblinkingly with eyes as big as light bulbs.

"Yes, I'm sorry to trouble you, Miss Lolo." Jemini squatted down and said with a gentle smile, "If possible, I hope it's that kind of pancake cake, three layers of crispy pancakes, one layer of cake, and between every two layers Spread with different jams, covered with a layer of crisp chocolate, not too big, put some fruit on top, ah, yes, and please write happy birthday to Miss Hermione Granger."

"So it's Miss Granger's birthday cake!" Lolo's big eyes were shining, and he bowed again to Jemini, sticking his pointed nose to the ground: "Miss Granger is a very hardworking girl who can It was an honor Lolo to make Miss Granger's birthday cake."

Then, a few minutes later.

Jemini looked at the giant chocolate cake that was as tall as him in front of him in astonishment.

The chocolate cake is divided into five layers, and each layer is composed of three crispy pancakes and a layer of cake. Colorful fruits are dotted around the cake, which is so exquisite that it is hard to bear to destroy it.

"Fuck, what is this?!"

(End of this chapter)