Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 52

Harry looked at Jemini unwillingly: "You rely on these things to stop the troll and the three-headed dog?"

He suddenly had a feeling that I can do it too.

In his mind, a stupid monster rushed towards him, and then he went up to be a sliding shovel...

"Of course, there is still a little bit of my own strength." Jemini nodded gently.

Harry seriously suspected that he was a little wet. He had seen the three-headed dog before, and if it was him, he probably wouldn't be able to run away.

"So you're actually pretty strong, right?" Ron asked.

Jemini nodded: "That's true. I'm not bragging. In a face-to-face battle with me, most wizards can't even draw out their wands."

"If you want to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts with me, I can teach you now, do you want to learn?" Jemini asked gently.

"Study!" Harry and Ron's eyes were full of excitement.

then…

Potions Office.

Snape glanced across the faces of Harry and Harry behind Jemini, a sarcasm curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Look who's coming, the famous Mr. Potter—"

Harry and Ron's painting styles have become stick figures...

Judging from the expressions on their faces, Jemini could imagine the despair in their hearts.

Harry opened his mouth numbly: "You didn't tell us that you are practicing here..."

"It's okay, now you know." Jamie shrugged: "I found myself two companions to practice spells, Professor."

"Are you sure it's a companion, not a target or something?" Snape snorted. "I guess they can last five seconds in front of you? Maybe I should be bolder."

"Excuse me, Professor, we'll go back now." Harry turned around and was about to leave.

As soon as he turned around, Snape's annoying voice sounded slowly behind Harry:

"Look, just like your proud and conceited father, just like the wind and the wind, cowardly, stupid and blind."

"You are not allowed to insult my father!" Harry suddenly turned around like a dynamite keg being ignited, and growled at Snape.

"Are you blaming my description for not being accurate enough?" Snape glanced at Harry arrogantly, "Would you like me to describe it to you in detail?"

"My father is not what you say!"

"Your father is like that—" Snape said lazily, "Your opponent is standing there, but you don't even have the courage to pull out your wand. From this point of view, you are not as stupid as you are." father."

"That..." Jemini sighed leisurely: "How about you two calm down? I heard that there are a hundred turkeys at the banquet today..."

Will these two people have such a big chemical reaction when they meet together?
Jemini turned to look at Harry, he had already drawn his wand...

"That's decent, though you don't look much smarter than a club-wielding troll..." Snape sneered.

"Okay, so far."

Jemini took out his wand, dexterously flipped it a few times between his fingers, walked to the other side of the room and nodded slightly to Harry.

Ron leaned against the door tremblingly, hesitating whether to sneak out in the chaos...

"Go ahead," Snape said, sitting behind his desk.

"Grin-hu-la-la!" Harry raised his hand and cast a spell.

Swah——

A red light shot towards Jemini, who shattered the curse with a flick of his hand.

"All petrochemical!"

"Tarantella dance!"

Harry used almost all the Defense Against the Dark Arts spells he knew, but none of them managed to hit Jamie, all of them were blocked by Jamie.

Immediately afterwards, Jemini raised the tip of his wand, and the wand in Harry's hand flew out of his hand and fell into Jemini's hand.

"It's amazing, to have successfully used several spells—"

Snape's mocking laughter broke out, and Harry glared at him immediately: "It's been more than five seconds at least."

"Yeah, because he never attacked you at all." Snape sneered: "It's really weak and pathetic."

"After all, my ability to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts is limited, and I don't know how to teach anything." Harry immediately replied, "Jemini has been learning from you for a long time."

"Self-righteous." Snape snorted when he heard the words, "You think it's because I gave him a little trouble that he was able to beat you?"

"If you have time to look through the self-defense guidebook more, instead of groaning and indulging in your own reputation, you should at least learn a disarming spell by yourself." Snape raised his chin, squinting at Harry: " But it is expected, just like your idiot father, arrogant and conceited."

In the potions office, Harry and Snape were arguing endlessly.

At the corner, Jemini took out a box of Bibi's multi-flavored beans from his pocket, opened it, and handed it to Ron: "Would you like some?"

"Uh...thank you..."

Ron picked up a bean and stuffed it into his mouth, with a strange expression on his face: "This tastes weird, a little salty, a bit like dried fish, with a bit of fishy smell...why does it smell like Percy's stinky feet? "

"Dumbledore gave it to me. He said that there must be a leather smell in it. It should be the one you ate..."

Ron's face turned pale.

Suddenly, Jemini's face flushed red, and a fine layer of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

"What did you eat?"

"Hiss - devil pepper?"

Jamie and Snape were eating beans, and the quarrel between Harry and Snape was finally over.

Of course, the loser of this battle was naturally Harry, and he was deducted five points by Snape without hesitation.

Afterwards, Harry seemed to have a fight with Snape, kept silent about leaving, and just followed Jemini to practice the spell in the potions office.

Finally, the morning passed quietly.

It's time for the Christmas party.

The Hogwarts Christmas banquet was held at noon. At this time, in the hall of the auditorium, the long tables of the four colleges had been removed, and even the seats of the teachers had been replaced. Delicate flowers, there are fairies flying around in the flowers, singing moving songs.

There are more than a dozen huge Christmas trees lined up on both sides of the auditorium, and there are several large round tables in the center, each of which is filled with delicacies.

"There are really a hundred turkeys!" Jemini's eyes lit up.

"The steaks are piled up like a mountain." Ron swallowed, "Do you like turkey?"

"I don't like it. It's so bad and unpalatable. Chinese food can't save it." Jemini shook his head: "But it looks good on the table, and I'm very happy to see it. Why should I eat it?"

"I'm not happy at all." Harry looked distraught.

If he had known that he would spend the morning with Snape at the Potions Office at Christmas, he would rather go back to Privet Drive and spend Christmas with the Dursleys...

Worst of all, he was mocked by Snape all morning and deducted fifteen points from Gryffindor...

Ron reminded: "He never leaves your father in three words. I guess he must hate your father, but it only involves you."

"I guess so." Harry said with a sad face: "If there is any way to make him shut up that stinky mouth."

Jemini who was on the side turned his head when he heard the words: "You can try adding sunflower orchid powder to wormwood infusion..."

"Please forgive me!"

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