Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

With a helpless sigh, Jemini turned over and jumped down from the observatory. During the spider silk pulling, a few ups and downs came to the flat ground not far below the Gryffindor tower.

"Huh... that cobweb looks really good, how did you get it? Can he sell us some?"

The twins lay on the armrest of the observatory and looked around curiously.

"I think if you don't have the strong physique of Mr. Fox, the only outcome of your use of that thing is to break your neck." Dumbledore kindly advised.

"Not necessarily." Fred squeezed his chin seriously: "Maybe it will get stuck on the fence."

"Then put the eggs on a string."

"Oh my god, that sounds scary!"

"I can already feel the cold under my crotch."

Dumbledore couldn't help laughing at the words of the twins, and he admired the twins, who always brought laughter to others no matter the circumstances.

At this time, Jemini had already filled the ground with fireworks, all of which were just ordinary fireworks. The classification of this thing in the weapon store was logistics support.

Like setting off fireworks when the war is won.

Of course, this is not the most ridiculous, there are still white flags in the weapons store...

Meanwhile, Gryffindor Tower, the girls' dormitory.

Hermione leaned against the bedside and read a book quietly by the dim light.

She was holding a heavy magic book in her arms, and she looked a little shy.

It was her birthday after twelve o'clock, and it was the first birthday she spent outside in her life, and the first birthday without a birthday present.

Fred was right, no one goes to bed on time when it's his birthday the next day, at least not young people.

Distraught, she closed the magic book, and Hermione leaned against the head of the bed, quietly thinking about what had happened in recent months.

One morning she suddenly received a letter from Hogwarts telling her that she was a little wizard.

Then in the afternoon, Professor McGonagall suddenly visited and met Jemini in the garden. He was carrying a baseball bat and stepped on the miserable little fat man. Except for a good-looking face, he looked like a is a villain.

Went to Diagon Alley the next day and it was full of wizards and a lot of fun.

Then came to Hogwarts and was assigned to Gryffindor.

After arriving here, she has to face everything alone after leaving her parents.

She regretted not buying an owl, otherwise she could send a letter home or something.

Since arriving at Hogwarts, Hermione's heart has always been terrified.

Because many of her classmates were from wizarding families, she was worried that she would not be able to keep up with her studies, that she would make mistakes, that she would be looked down upon by others as a Muggle-born, so she studied hard and wanted to become better.

Hermione is proud, but also inferior.

Peeling off the outside of her excellent grades, you can see her restless and fearful heart.

call out----

Bang! ! ! !

Suddenly, a brilliant red light bloomed from the window, shining on Hermione's fair little face.

Turning over and getting out of bed and coming to the window, the red light burst and turned into a golden waterfall that hung down from the sky, and the golden light was imprinted in Hermione's clear pupils in an instant.

The east wind blooms a thousand trees at night, and the stars fall like rain.

The little girl has never experienced the breadth and depth of Chinese culture, but when faced with such beautiful fireworks, people all over the world must have the same mood.

Immediately afterwards, as if a powder keg was lit, dozens of lights of different colors flew into the air, and clusters of fireworks completely shrouded the sky above Hogwarts Castle.

Colorful and gorgeous fireworks are blooming in the sky, with a magical beauty against the backdrop of the ancient castle.

Hermione stood in front of the window in a trance, with a tear in her eyes unconsciously.

Parvati and Lavender, who slept together, had been awakened by the sound of fireworks, and were standing in front of another window, jumping excitedly.

reed——

A spider silk stuck to the window, and then, a black figure appeared in front of the window.

Facing Hermione's astonished gaze, Jemini knocked on the window with a smile.

"Jemini? What are you..." Hermione opened the window, and then seemed to be thinking of something, and couldn't help opening her mouth: "You set the fireworks?"

"Happy birthday, Miss Granger." Jemini said with a gentle smile, and beckoned to Parvati, who was beside him with his mouth open, "Good evening, sorry, do you want to come together?"

Parvati and Lavender looked at each other and couldn't help giggling: "No, we won't bother, I wish you a good time."

Jemini nodded gently, and then…

reed——

A thread of spider silk stuck to Hermione's pajamas, and Jemini stretched out her hand, grabbed the little girl's soft waist with one hand, and jumped off the tower with Hermione's exclamation.

A few ups and downs returned to the observatory, Fred and George cheered loudly, Dumbledore wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and watched the fireworks that were still blooming in the sky from a long distance.

"It's nice to be young..."

The towers of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were now brightly lit, and the students got up and gathered around the windows to watch the grand firework display.

In order to distract old Filch's attention, Jemini made a lot of fireworks, enough to put them on for a while.

"Professor Dumbledore...and Fred and George?"

With a flushed face, Jemini put it down, and Hermione looked at the three in front of her in astonishment.

"Good evening, Miss Granger." Dumbledore smiled kindly: "It's exactly twelve o'clock, so... happy birthday."

"Happy birthday, Miss Know-it-all." The twins grinned.

Glancing blankly at Jemini, Hermione opened her mouth uncertainly: "Does Hogwarts have a tradition of birthdays for new students?"

"Naturally not." Dumbledore thought for a while: "But it's a good proposal."

"Do you want to revise the school rules, professor?" Fred's eyes lit up: "We can help."

"I think it's better." Dumbledore graciously declined Fred's proposal: "I met Mr. Fox on the night tour, and he seemed to want to help you celebrate your birthday, so the two of us went to the kitchen. Made a birthday cake, but unfortunately the astronomy class ended a little early today."

With a wave of Jemini's hand, a huge birthday cake appeared in front of everyone.

Hermione looked at Jemini in surprise. She didn't pay much attention to the cake.

"How do you know my birthday?"

Jemini shrugged: "There's a room at Hogwarts where the names of all wizards born in England are recorded, and I happened to see it."

"Ha, we've been to that room too." Fred said happily.

"We also want to see if we can change the name or something."

"As a result, George was stabbed in the back of his hand by the quill..."

Hermione: "..."

"Then, make a wish, Miss Granger." Dumbledore waved, and a small lit candle appeared right above the cake.

"Want us to sing you a birthday song?" George suggested.

Jemini smiled: "Forget the birthday song..."

"Happy Birthday--"

Before Jemini finished speaking, the three of Dumbledore had already sang...

Gan! Nima's!