Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

"Mrs Pince, do you have time? I want to ask you about this book."

Lockhart asked Mrs. Pince with a self-assured smile.

"What book?" Mrs. Pince glanced at Lockhart.

The teachers at Hogwarts all knew what kind of thing this was, and almost no one wanted to pay attention to him. Even the best-tempered Hagrid was reluctant to associate with Lockhart.

"The Book of the Sages." Lockhart said with a smile, not paying any attention to Mrs. Pince's face.

Mrs. Pins flicked her wand, and several long book sheets flew out. After looking at them, Madam Pins shrugged: "There is no book."

of course…

The two were on top of their heads, and Jemini helped his forehead helplessly.

And even if there is such a book, is it really okay for you to ask it like this?

This guy's IQ is not low, but his EQ is basically zero, right? Is there such a thing as socializing with people?

"Really? I always read that book when I was in school." Lockhart looked disbelieving.

"The books in the library are all numbered!" Mrs. Pince suddenly became angry: "Are you questioning me? I have been here for more than ten years, and I know every book here! When you just asked I knew there was no such book! I took out the book list just to make sure!"

Lockhart was so frightened by Mrs. Pince that it was no wonder that when it came to library books, Mrs. Pince didn't buy it.

Seeing that Lockhart was driven out of the library by Mrs. Pince, Jemini returned to the fifth row of bookshelves.

"Footprints appear! Phew—"

Taking out his wand and putting it to his mouth, Jemini blew a light breath, and a golden breeze spread from the tip of the wand to the surroundings.

Enemy Searching Spell, also known as Tracking Spell.

In Fantastic Beasts II, the spell that Newt used when he was searching for Tina on the streets of France, can reveal a scene that appeared some time ago within a certain range.

The golden light spread out, and footprints appeared on the floor around Jemini. Then, an inexplicable force came, and the golden light shattered and dissipated little by little.

Jemini held his wand, expressionless.

Of course, considering privacy issues, a place like Hogwarts usually has its anti-curse, and Jemini is just trying it.

Could it be that Dumbledore took the diary?

It's not that there is no such possibility, the old guy always likes to run around the castle with the phantom body spell.

With this in mind, Jemini found the headmaster's office all the way, and saw Dumbledore behind the long mahogany desk.

"Ah... Jemini." Dumbledore said with a kind smile on his face: "I guess you will almost come to me, is it about the secret room?"

"It looks like Professor Snape has already told you." Jemini laughed dryly.

"Of course, Severus wouldn't hide this from me." Dumbledore looked at Jemini: "So... what do you want to tell me?"

Jemini thought for a while, then sighed: "Actually, not long ago, I found a diary."

"It's not a good habit to peek at other people's diaries, Jemini," Dumbledore said cheerfully.

"I don't want to be told that by you voyeur." Jemini glanced at Dumbledore blankly and continued: "This diary is very interesting, there is not a single word on it, but if you write on it , it will communicate with you, and I learned after communicating with it that the owner of this diary is named Tom Riddle."

The words fell, and Dumbledore's face finally became serious: "So... do you know what that is?"

"I know." Jemini nodded: "So I don't trust it, and I have a friendly exchange with it..."

Dumbledore laughed: "Friendly exchange? Well, that's it, so are you here to give me that diary?"

"Actually, it was right from the beginning.

Jemini nodded: "I saw Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Weasley fighting in Diagon Alley that day, and then Mr. Malfoy shoved the diary together with the textbook into Ginny Weasley's cauldron. , I slid it right after I noticed it. "

Dumbledore said: "Stolen?"

"Can saving people be called stealing?" Jemini snorted softly: "Actually, I encountered a similar thing when I was in first grade. I found it in the Room of Requirement. It was a dilapidated one. The crown, which reads: Extraordinary wealth is the greatest wisdom of man."

"If I remember correctly..." Dumbledore reminded kindly: "That sentence is: Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind?"

"If you interrupt again, I'll leave!"

"You continue." Dumbledore spread his hands innocently.

"I found that the crown was a little old, and there were some dirty things hidden in it, so I used some small means to refurbish the crown, and then I gave the crown to Charlotte." Jemini said.

"And the diary was originally intended to be given to you, but Lockhart's new book was too expensive, and it made me very upset, so I thought, anyway, that guy is a liar who makes a name for himself, just send the diary to him. Ready in hand..."

Jemini smiled dryly and spread out his hands: "Then I put the diary in the library and lured Lockhart to steal it..."

"It turns out that the diary was taken by someone who didn't know?" Dumbledore looked at Jemini with a serious look.

Jemini opened his mouth, and after being silent for a while, he turned his head away: "That's right..."

"Jemini." Dumbledore said solemnly: "You know, you did it wrong."

"I'm very sorry." Jemini scratched his hair awkwardly: "I didn't expect that diary to be taken away in just one morning..."

"No, that's not your fault."

"Tom Riddle... That's right, he's the former Voldemort. I guess you've figured out who he is, and what it is."

Dumbledore said seriously: "You know the danger of that thing, but you plan to hand him over to Lockhart. You may kill him. In fact, I have always wanted to talk to you about your attitude towards human life. chat."

"I know I'm wrong." Jemini muttered softly.

Anyway, I didn't plan to change it.

Dumbledore looked at Jemini for a while, and couldn't help sighing: "Well, you've always been a clear-headed person, just different from me in terms of values, so I think, no matter what I say What, you won't listen, let's talk about the diary first - so that diary is about the secret room, is that so?"

"That's right." Jemini nodded.

"So what do you know about the Chamber of Secrets?" Dumbledore asked. "I guess you must have figured it out by your means. Voldemort said otherwise, but Tom will never be able to fight you."

Jemini's face darkened: "So what kind of image do I look in your eyes?"