Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 61 Industry Chain

In the quiet principal's office, the slender-legged table was covered with strangely shaped silverware, spewing white mist from time to time.

On the metal shelf hanging high behind the door, Dumbledore's Phoenix Fawkes was squatting there, squinting his eyes, looking curiously at the fiery red on the carpet.

The flame-like red hair moved slightly, and a large fluffy and soft tail was thrown away, revealing the body that had just been wrapped by the tail.

Pointy ears, slender and delicate cheeks, and a pair of narrow eyes slightly opened.

It was a fox.

The scientific name is called Firefox or Red Fox.

It is the Animagus after Jemini's transformation.

Flaming red fluffy hair, slender black limbs, and a big fluffy tail swinging back and forth, Jemini watched Dumbledore open his mouth, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Hey!"

Jamie: "???"

Is that what the fox is called?

"哕哕~"

"ah!"

"YoYo--"

After trying to yell a few times, Jemini sadly found that yelling seemed a little easier.

Dumbledore sat behind his desk and laughed: "It's so cute, Jemini, you will definitely win the hearts of many girls when you go out like this, and judging from your size, you are still a cub now."

Jemini turned his head and looked at the glass window next to the Gryffindor sword, and probably got a clear look at himself.

Seriously, it's cute.

In the next second, Jemini recalled his appearance and turned back into a human body.

"I thought you would get used to the state of Animagus for a while, because most people would be curious and try more." Dumbledore said cheerfully, "Is it because you are not satisfied with your Animagus?"

"It's not." Jemini shook his head: "It's just that a creature like a fox smells too much. I don't allow a handsome and well-behaved existence like me to have body odor. Before I bought deodorant, I didn't will transform again."

"Should I say you are confident or what..." Dumbledore was a little dumb: "Actually, I suggest you report to the Ministry of Magic..."

"No." Jemini shook his head: "This is my life-saving means, professor, you don't want your life-saving means to be known to everyone, do you?"

"What else can I say?" Dumbledore shrugged: "If you must insist, you are not the only illegal Animagus anyway."

"Okay, I've learned the Animagus, so you should teach me the Fiercefire Curse." Jemini smiled gently.

"Fiendfire? That vicious black magic? Albus, how can you teach a student that kind of spell, he's only a first grader!"

The portrait of a chubby witch who spoke was gorgeously dressed and looked a little rich. She was the only woman on the wall of the principal's office, and she felt somewhat similar to Professor Sprout.

"You're right, Dai Lisi." Phineas shouted from the side: "But please don't forget that this is a first-year student who can cast Animagus, and just now, he kicked it to pieces. Guardian beast's head!"

"This is not a nature—" Dai Lisi looked a little angry: "That's black magic! And it's extremely dangerous Fiendfyre!"

"Nobody ever said Hogwarts couldn't teach the Dark Arts, look at Durmstrang—"

"Durmstrang only teaches some poisonous spells, but not the extremely dangerous method of the Fiercefire Curse. Even when I was alive, I never dared to use this kind of spell."

"Even if he doesn't teach it, he will learn it elsewhere sooner or later, have you seen it? Our Slytherin students are so amazing!"

The portraits on the wall were arguing, most of them disagreed with what Phineas said.

"Okay everyone." Dumbledore interrupted the portraits aloud: "I believe my judgment, Jamie has the self-control to use this power."

Dumbledore's words sealed the matter.

After Dumbledore spoke, the portraits on the wall fell silent.

They were all outstanding wizards during their lifetime, and they also knew one thing that Dumbledore was more outstanding than them. They believed in Dumbledore's judgment and respected Dumbledore's decision.

The portrait in the headmaster's room will only obey the command of the current headmaster, and is only loyal to Hogwarts. Without the permission of the current headmaster, none of them will tell that Jemini is an Animagus. This kind of thing involving Dumbledore will not be said.

"I'll let you know when the time comes, Jamie." Dumbledore said gently.

"So, excuse me, Professor." Jemini bowed slightly, turned and left the principal's room.

He has more important things to do in the next time - making colorless toilet water.

This is a medicine that can eradicate body odor. It is suitable for both humans and animals. It is generally sold most in beauty salons and pet stores.

The production process is a bit like perfume, requiring a dozen different flower petals, and adding snake slough, moonstone powder and unicorn hair to the potion.

The production method is relatively simple, and Jemini cooked a pot of potion within two hours.

"Come on, how about a taste?"

At dinner, Jemini shook the vial in his hand and handed it to Draco.

"What is this?" Draco froze.

"The colorless flower dew that has just been brewed." Jemini smiled gently, "I don't know how it works."

"But there is no way to verify the words given to me." Draco was a little confused: "I drank my mother's boiled water when I was young, and it didn't smell on me."

"Ah, it's okay." Jemini smiled and said, "I just want you to try to see if there are any adverse reactions. After all, I don't dare to drink the potion I boiled..."

Draco: "..."

Looking tremblingly at Jemini's smile, Draco felt a chill slowly creeping into his heart.

Although there seemed to be nothing wrong with the potion in his hand, judging from the results of Jemini's Potions class, there would be no surprises in the effect, but for some reason, Draco just didn't dare to drink it.

"Ignorant waste." A cold snort came from her ear, and Adria snatched the colorless flower dew from Draco's hand, unscrewed the lid and drank it all in one gulp, and finally stuck out her lilac tongue in the mouth. He licked the mouth of the bottle, looking unsatisfied.

"The potion brewed by Master Fox himself—"

"Actually...you don't need to be so fanatical." Jemini said slightly embarrassed.

This woman looks a bit perverted, but he really likes it...

Adria took a deep breath, with a hint of intoxication on her face: "It's very sweet!"

"That's over." Draco's face turned pale: "The colorless dew is bitter."

"The taste is bitter." A blush appeared on Adria's face: "But to me, it is sweet."

The corner of Draco's mouth twitched, and he turned his head away in embarrassment: "This woman is hopeless..."

"In other words, the cooking was successful?" Jemini asked.

"There will be no problem, please rest assured." Adria said softly, "Are you planning to keep any pets?"

"I drank it myself, what's wrong?"

"Why? You don't need this thing at all." Adria leaned closer to Jemini: "Sunshine, citrus, ink... I always remember your taste, my lord, and you don't need this kind of thing at all."

"It's a long story, but your nose is very sensitive. I haven't even noticed the smell on my body."

Jamie smiled softly.

Draco's face turned pale beside him, he vaguely remembered the scene when Adria was holding Jemini's clothes and sucking wildly not long ago.

And he didn't stop him, instead, he joined forces with this woman, and every time Jemini changed the clothes to be washed, he rented them to Adria at a high price.

Jamie's clothes are never washed by elves...

Although Jemini might be beaten to death if he finds out about this kind of thing, but there is no way, this woman has given too much!
Moreover, Adria is not the only one who came to rent clothes recently, her beautiful best friend Shirley also has a share, and it is almost becoming an industrial chain.

Next year...should be able to afford a new broom, right?

　To be honest, these two days have been really tough, and I regret the plot of flipping the table. Although it is good, the original fucking plot is so difficult. I wrote, deleted, and deleted it. I am afraid that it will be outrageous and readers will not like it. I’m also afraid that the writing is boring and readers won’t like to read it... Today I will start with the first update, and I will try my best to make up the second update when I wake up at night. Continue to type, beep, beep...

　　
　
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