Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

Under the stove, the charcoal fire crackled.

Jemini and Dumbledore are sitting by the lake and eating fish.

"Thank you very much for your grilled fish, Jemini, it tastes very good." Dumbledore said mildly: "In return, I hope to help you, what can I do to make you happy?"

Jemini thought for a while: "Send me tens of thousands of Galleons or something?"

"Of course, human feelings are generally more effective at critical moments."

Jemini: "..."

For some reason, he just remembered the bearded owner of the magic equipment store...

Whoosh - smack smack -

A thin piece of stone swayed a series of water drifts one after another on the surface of the Black Lake.

"Good strength." Dumbledore happily looked at Jemini who was struggling.

"How long are you going to stay?"

Jemini didn't look back, and was drowning in the water.

"As the principal, I hope you can go back to class." Dumbledore laughed.

"I thought you wouldn't speak with your identity."

Jemini hit the water again, and the stones swung on the water more than 20 times before falling into the water: "I have finished all the courses in the first grade, except for the elective courses, the same is true for the second grade, the third grade and the fourth grade. Maybe if I participate in OWL now, I can get an O rating in five subjects."

"So teaching a genius like you always gives me a headache." Dumbledore was a little melancholy: "Of course I won't use my identity to pressure you. I thought you trusted me enough, Jemini."

"Of course I trust you." Jemini said softly: "But in many cases, trust cannot solve the problem. A three-year age difference is a generation gap, and there are dozens of generation gaps between us."

"Perhaps that's right." Dumbledore smiled kindly: "But Jemini, you are a precocious child, and I am also a young old man with a young mind. I always think we can chat very well."

"Then let's talk another day, I just want to waste water now."

"Well, I'll go back first." Dumbledore looked at Jemini and sighed helplessly: "But before I leave, I have something to tell you, this is my The life wisdom of centenarians."

"uh-huh?"

"Do you know why humans are social animals?" Dumbledore smiled: "Because you can't live alone."

Jemini said with a blank face: "Do you know why humans don't eat shit? Because shit is unpalatable. Why do fish live in water? Because they die when they land. Haha, that's funny."

Dumbledore shrugged, noncommittal, turned Shi Shiran and left.

Staying idle by the Black Lake, Jemini built a small house more than two meters high with stones, and lit a bonfire in front of the small house.

The sky gradually turned dark, and this act of finding the joy of childhood made Jemini feel a little better, so he leaned against the small house and kept warm to the bonfire.

"Why don't you tell others? How do you know if you don't tell them? So since it's normal if you don't tell them that others don't know, why don't you tell them, just tell them straight, and you don't tell Barabara..."

A palm-sized Jemini whispered in his ear, and Jemini let him feel the joy of being burned to death.

"Cuckoo~"

In the night sky, Hedwig flapped her wings and landed on Jemini's shoulder, pecked lightly in his ear.

"Why didn't you stay in the owl shed today?" Jemini rubbed Hedwig's little head dotingly, and Hedwig narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Bought a few canned fish from the weapon store, Jemini opened the can and placed it by the campfire: "Please eat fish, do you need me to bake it for you?"

Hedwig tilted her head and stretched out her small claws towards Jemini, which was holding a letter in its claws.

It's here to deliver.

'Jemini, where are you?

The money earned was stolen!

by: Draco Malfoy'

choke--

The clear sound of the sword sounded, and Jemini stood up abruptly, holding two watermelon knives and rushing towards the castle.

He's in a terrible mood right now!

"Destroy him!"

With a bang, the castle gate was kicked open, and under Filch's horrified and blank eyes, Jemini rushed all the way towards the Slytherin lounge.

When Jemini rushed to the basement, he happened to meet Snape coming out of the potions office.

Jemini stopped and stared at Snape.

After a while, Snape's eyes fell on the watermelon knife in Jemini's hand, and he said slowly, "Are you... money stolen?"

Jemini's eyes widened, his expression clearly saying: How do you know?

"It's really good to understand..."

Snape smiled sarcastically and followed Jeminiy.

"Are you going too?"

"Or else? Let you go and take out the thief's intestines?"

"I wouldn't do that."

"It might be more persuasive if you put the knife down when you say that—"

"I'm just a little unhappy." Jemini said with a sullen face.

"Because no one remembers your birthday?" Snape's face became even more sarcastic.

"Um—ah no!" Jemini looked at Snape in astonishment: "...How did you know?"

Snape sneered, didn't speak, and strode to a cold and damp wall: "There are distinct classes."

The wall slowly disappeared, revealing the entrance to the Slytherin common room.

"Come in, troll boy, put away the knife for me!"

Snape looked impatiently at Jemini, who was full of astonishment. Jemini nodded, put away the knife and followed Snape into the lounge.

It's pitch black in the lounge...

Jemini frowned: "Why is it so dark?"

The voice fell, and the lights came on.

Bang bang bang!

More than a dozen magic firecrackers exploded, blasting colorful clouds above Jemini's head.

huh - huh!

There was another crisp sound, and a magic firework exploded in the air, hanging down innumerable colored flames, and the brilliant light reflected in Jemini's pupils.

"Happy birthday!!!!!"

"Jemini!"

"Master Fox—"

The noisy voice rang in his ears, Jemini's eyes widened slightly, and the lounge in front of him was full of people, all of them Slytherin's little snakes, and everyone looked at him happily.

Draco shrank tremblingly behind Davis, tremblingly said: "I didn't mean to lie to you, it was because they couldn't find you, so I had to find a way..."

Jemini's face stiffened.

Does this guy know me so well?

Prefect Davis came to Jemini with a smile and shoved him towards the dormitory: "Okay, let's change clothes, Mr. Fox, the party is about to start."

"Change clothes? Wait... wait... eh???"

Jemini was stunned for a while, only to realize that the little snakes around him were all dressed up, but he was still wearing a robe.

After being pushed back to the bedroom by Davis, Jemini discovered that the bedroom was already full of piles of gifts, and there was almost no place to stay.

There was a large box on his bed, which Davis opened to reveal a white dress.

Immediately after, behind Davis, Shirley, who had followed the men's bed all the way, rushed up with a blushing face.

"I'll change your clothes for you, Lord Fox-"

"I'll do it myself, eh? No, it's not allowed there... ah-"