Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

The banquet had just begun, the door of the auditorium opened again, and a middle-aged woman with big round glasses walked into the auditorium.

She walked as if floating, all the way to the table, wearing a green dress covered with metal sequins, and with the large-frame glasses like the bottom of a beer bottle, she looked like a sparkling dragonfly .

"Professor Sybill Trelawney." Shelly whispered.

Jemini nodded, actually guessing it when he saw the big glasses.

"Sybil, what a surprise!" Dumbledore stood up and said cheerfully.

"I was looking at the crystal ball just now, Headmaster." Professor Trelawney's voice was vague: "To my surprise, I saw myself throwing away a lonely potluck to join your dinner, how could I refuse fate Tips? I hurried down from my tower, and I beg your pardon for being late..."

"Of course, of course..." Dumbledore swung his wand and conjured a chair for Professor Trelawney.

"Professor, have you seen anything interesting?" Jemini asked curiously.

"Oh...you must be Fox." Professor Trelawney glanced at Jemini in surprise: "You have to be careful, child, too outstanding talent can sometimes disturb your peaceful life..."

"That's great." Jemini said happily: "I don't like peace. It would be much more interesting if someone came to hunt me down every day."

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Trelawney: "..."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, looking like she wanted to laugh, but perhaps because of her professional training, she held back.

"By the way, why didn't I see Professor Lupin? Is he still not feeling well? Hagrid didn't come?" Jemini looked around and asked curiously.

"Hagrid has been working on Christmas things for the past two days, helping Filius with this and that, maybe because he relaxed and drank too much last night, he was still awake when I just went to see him. "

Dumbledore shook his head regretfully: "As for Remus... The poor man is sick again, just in time for Christmas, which is too unfortunate."

"Oh... Really? What a pity, I guess today will be very exciting." Jemini sighed regretfully.

"I see poor Professor Lupin won't be here long, he seems to know his time is running out. When I showed him the crystal ball, he hurried away—" Trelawney voiced illusory.

Professor McGonagall's face was not very good. She seemed to want to say something to talk to Professor Trelawney, but Jemini spoke before her.

"Actually, there is an old saying in the East, that man is determined to conquer the sky. There is also a saying that the Great Dao is fifty, the sky spreads four and nine, and man escapes one, which means that nothing is absolute, even in the worst situation, there will be a trace of vitality. , I agree with it, and I also practice it myself."

Jemini laughed while eating a baked potato.

"Can this kind of prophecy be practiced?" Dumbledore looked very interested.

"Of course." Jemini nodded: "I met an Indian guy at Three Broomsticks that day. He said that he was a born prophet. He was traveling around the world. He could help the students to check the latest fortune. Each person charges a fee. Two Galleons."

"Because he looked really professional, I asked him to take a look for me. He said that I would be unlucky recently and might be injured, but I thought about it, unless a fire dragon fell from the sky and hit me, I really Can't think of anything that could hurt me..."

"So I said I didn't believe it, and he had to pay if he didn't believe it. His predictions have always been accurate."

"Then I said, then I'll show you too." Jemini spread his hands: "I looked at his crystal ball and said that he would be injured recently, and then he swore to me that it was impossible, he saw the future. , he won't be hurt any time soon."

"And then?" Professor Flitwick listened with interest.

"Then the bridge of his nose was broken by me."

Harry and Ron burst into laughter, laughing back and forth, Hermione buried her head on the table, her shoulders quivering.

Professor McGonagall couldn't hold back the smile on his face. Professor Flitwick fell down under the table with a smile, and Professor Sprout quickly helped him up.

Dumbledore looked at Jemini cheerfully: "It's a simple and straightforward dialectical approach."

There was a lot of laughter on the table, and even the corners of Snape's mouth twitched up involuntarily. Only Professor Trelawney's face was not very good, and she felt offended.

But she didn't say anything. Although Jemini's statement was a bit confusing, it wouldn't be too embarrassing to say it in such a joking way.

Soon, a sumptuous banquet was spent in the laughter of everyone.

"Very good, it looks like everyone has almost eaten." Jemini said with a smile: "How about I show you a talent?"

"Oh... that's really good, do you have any interesting abilities?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"It's not a new ability." Jemini said, making a seal and dividing into four clones.

Then the four clones flashed and stood in the direction of the four corners of the auditorium, facing the round table where everyone was standing.

"Four Purple Flame Formation!"

Swah——

A purple barrier suddenly rose from the ground, sealing everyone around.

"What is this?" Ron opened his mouth in surprise.

"This is a kind of enchantment." Jemini explained: "You can understand it as a kind of area shield, all protection or something, but don't touch it, any creature that touches the enchantment will be destroyed. The flames are burning, and it is impossible to break this enchantment without the power to blast the fire dragon with one punch."

"So... what are you doing with this thing?" Snape glanced at Jemini, who knew that Jemini wasn't the kind of person who was aimless.

"Actually, I just found one interesting thing."

As Jemini said, he took out a fat mouse from his arms with a smile.

The rat seemed to feel something uneasy and began to struggle violently, but Jemini's hand strength was something he could resist.

"Banban!" Ron was startled and stood up quickly: "Jemini, what are you doing?"

Harry on the side quickly held Ron's shoulder: "Calm down Ron."

"This is... a field mouse?" Snape glanced coldly at Scabbers: "Yes, it's very interesting..."

"No, strictly speaking, it should be an Animagus." Jemini laughed.

"Animagus?" Professor McGonagall looked surprised. "Are you sure, Fox?"

"Of course." Jemini nodded. "At first, I was just a little puzzled, why a field mouse can live for more than ten years. You know, even a cat may not live that long."

"Banban is old, it's just an accident, Jemini."

Ron said quickly, for fear that Jemini would squeeze Banban to death.

"No, it wasn't an accident, Ron," Jemini reminded. "Remember when we were in Diagon Alley before school started? Barut and Crookshanks rushed to Scabbers as soon as they saw it. ."

"They're cats!"

"That's right, but if you think cats lose their minds when they see mice, you'd be wrong. Balut is a cat nerd, but he's squeamish, let alone mice, he doesn't even have canned fish. Eat." Jemini said lightly.

"Only fresh cod and beef..." Adria added.

Ron looked blank: "What does this mean?"

"This means that your mouse is likely to be Animagus, Weasley." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and reminded.

"The cat raccoon is not only a cat, but also a magical animal. It is a very intelligent being. They can communicate with all kinds of animals, and can easily distinguish Animagus. If you get lost, they can even lead You go home."

"The most incredible thing is..." Professor McGonagall said softly: "They can detect those corrupt people at a glance."