Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 40
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Gently blowing out the candle, a pure smile appeared on Hermione's fair little face.

"What wish did you make?" George asked curiously.

"Mom said that wishes won't work if you express them." Hermione smiled slyly, "Let's cut the cake, Professor, I don't think you can wait?"

"Oh hehehe...Am I being so obvious?" Dumbledore laughed, and with a wave of his hand, he conjured up a table knife and several plates, and cut off the top layer of the cake.

"This most delicate and beautiful piece is yours, Miss Granger."

Hermione took the cake from Dumbledore, and Dumbledore took the second layer of cake.

"After eating the cake, please remember to go back to bed early, you have classes tomorrow."

The amiable white-bearded grandfather got his share of the cake, left two large bottles of cherry juice for several people, and left.

No matter how well he gets along with the students, if he is there, the students will still be unable to let go, and Dumbledore knows this very well.

"Professor Dumbledore can be called the greatest headmaster of Hogwarts. I think it's not for nothing." Looking at the direction Dumbledore left, Jemini smiled.

After Dumbledore left, Fred and George ate cake, leaned against the railing of the observatory, and sniggered as they watched Filch scrambling below.

Hermione was wearing Jemini's cloak, her little face was rosy, and she was sitting on the steps quietly eating a chocolate cake.

Violating the school rules a few nights ago, she saw the horror of the hell three-headed dog, and felt the fear when she violated the school rules.

But this time it was also a violation of the school rules, but the little girl couldn't show any resistance, and her heart was full of warmth.

Look up and glance at Jemini's handsome profile, Hermione blushed again and lowered her head.

He is so good looking!

Early the next morning, the whole of Hogwarts was discussing the fireworks incident last night.

Except for Slytherin, the other three colleges saw the colorful fireworks display.

Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are seen from the tower, and Hufflepuff is seen from the skylight.

Only Slytherin little snakes, saw nothing...

"Did you do it?"

During breakfast, Harry stared at the twins curiously and asked.

"Not really."

"But we are witnesses."

"So who set off the fireworks?" asked Ron.

"Secret, you know? Keep it secret!" Fred spread out his hands: "Some things can be said, but some things can't be said indiscriminately. Don't cause trouble for us."

"But you can ask Miss Passerby, she might know." George said with a smile.

Harry and Ron looked at Hermione, Hermione blushed, lowered her head and ate her breakfast silently.

"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry blinked.

"Oh...I'm fine." Hermione murmured.

Ron looked puzzled: "Your face looks ugly, are you sick?"

The fork in Hermione's hand was about to bend, so she resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

"Use your mouth..."

On the other side, the Slytherin table.

Draco looked at Jemini with some uncertainty: "The fireworks last night—"

Jemini interrupted him gently: "Fireworks? What fireworks?"

Draco: "..."

You look really arrogant...

Nima, the whole school knows about the fireworks incident last night. What are you playing with me here?
"Hurry up and eat, keep a lot of energy, there is still flying class today."

Last night's fireworks show did not bring any changes to Hogwarts today. At most, the students gossiped a little more in their spare time, and old Filch fell into a frenzy, with sinister eyes. He stared at every little wizard who entered and exited the auditorium, trying to find something on their faces.

On the weekend, inside the potions office.

Jemini practiced the Patronus Charm under Snape's tutelage.

"Call God for protection."

A white haze of light...

"Call God to protect~"

still so...

"Call God Guard!"

no progress.

"Chichi! The guardian appears!!!"

The veins on Jemini's forehead popped up, but they were useless, whether they should be used or not.

"If you can spend the time setting off the fireworks practicing the spell, I think you should have mastered it by then."

There was a schadenfreude smile on Snape's face.

"Professor, could there be something wrong with this spell?"

"I think there is something wrong with your head."

Yoyo sighed, and Jemini turned around and was about to leave: "I'll go and adjust my status."

"If you dare to go out this door, pack your bags and go home."

Jamie: "..."

Why isn't this guy being reasonable?

"I have already understood the principle of the Patronus Charm. I think the reason why I haven't been able to use it successfully until now is because I don't have enough happy memories."

Jamie spread his hands.

The sarcasm on Snape's face was even worse: "Isn't the fireworks happy enough? I heard that the fireworks that night can be clearly seen in Hogsmeade."

Jamie sighed leisurely: "Professor, can you use it successfully?"

"Naturally it can."

"Could you please show me a demonstration?"

"No."

Jamie squeezed his chin: "Professor..."

"Ok?"

"It is said that the Patronus Charm can reflect a person's inner state..." Jamie's lips curled up slightly, smiling like a little fox: "What is your Patronus?"

Snape didn't speak, just writing and drawing in his notebook.

"I guess it can't be a bat."

"You can go even more outrageous Guess!"

A ball of paper slapped Jemini on the forehead.

"If you don't need it today, you don't need to go back to sleep. Let's stay here with the dead toad." Snape speculated.

Jemini thought for a while, nodded happily, and then tied a net in the corner.

Snape's face darkened: "What are you doing?"

"As you can see, I plan to get a bed out first."

Snape: "..."

Damn, after so many years of teaching, I have never seen such a dull student!

"Pay attention, I only cast it once." Snape glanced at Jemini irritably, and flicked his wand, "Call God to protect you."

Dazzling silver light shone in the potion classroom. Amidst the white light, a beautiful figure flashed in the room.

"It's so beautiful." Jamie murmured, "Although I didn't see it clearly...but forget it, Professor, what happy things did you think of when you used this spell?"

"none of your business."

"I thought maybe it could be used as a reference or something."

Snape wanted to reprimand, but after thinking about it, he said with a blank expression, "How did you feel when the fireworks were set off a few days ago? Why don't you think about that stupid girl Granger?"

"Is this necessary? Our relationship is good, but it shouldn't be enough for me to successfully use the spell with her."

"And professor, Miss Granger is not stupid. Although she is Muggle-born, her grades are better than those of all other pure-blood families."

Jemini said with a gentle smile: "I can probably feel that she is worried that she is inferior to others because of her Muggle background, but she has been working hard on her studies. At least so far, I have not been in the same grade. Have you ever seen a better girl than her, professor? A Muggle-born girl like her who is very good?"

For a moment, Snape didn't know which nerve was touched, he stood up abruptly, strode to Jemini's side, and picked him up roughly.

Then, he opened the door and threw Jemini out.

The whole process is smooth and smooth, in one go...

Standing in front of the potions office, Jemini spread his hands helplessly. He sometimes felt that Snape was very unlucky.

For example, when facing Harry and the three of them——

Harry has green eyes like Lily...

Ron has red hair like Lily...

Hermione is Muggle-born like Lily, and she is talented and intelligent with good grades...

How painful was it for Snape to see all three of them?
The worst part is that Harry still looks [-]% like his father...

But there is one thing to say, for Snape teaching him Defense Against the Dark Arts in private, Jemini is still very grateful to him, if it wasn't that he really couldn't use the Patronus Charm, he wouldn't be so irritating to Snape Nepe.

　Asking for a monthly ticket, asking for a reward, asking for a recommendation, asking for a collection, everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)