Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

So far, there are only three people who know that Sirius is innocent, Jemini, Harry, and Dumbledore.

Jemini wasn't sure if Dumbledore told Snape, but in his opinion, even if Snape knew that Sirius was innocent, if he met him, he would pretend not to know, take action decisively, and let the camera The spirits give Sirius a small kiss.

And although Dumbledore knew that Sirius was innocent, but without evidence in hand, he could only do a routine and ordered the professors to bring all the students to the auditorium.

When Jemini followed the Slytherin snakes to the Great Hall, the Gryffindor students had already arrived.

Harry stood in the crowd and shrugged helplessly at Jemini.

"The teachers and I need to conduct a full search of the castle." Dumbledore said, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick closed all the doors of the auditorium.

"For your own safety, I'm afraid you can only stay here for the night. I hope the prefect will guard the entrance of the auditorium. I entrust the president of the male and female student union to manage it. If there is any situation, report it to me immediately."

Then he looked at the proud Percy and said, "Send a ghost to deliver the message."

He waved his wand and left hundreds of purple sleeping bags for the students before he left the auditorium.

He closed the door of the auditorium, and there was a chatter of discussion in the auditorium.

"Everyone in the sleeping bags!" Percy yelled. "Come on, don't talk anymore, turn off the lights in ten minutes."

"But... it's rare for all the students in the four colleges to sleep together..." Not far from Jemini, Fred and George couldn't be excited.

"Can't we do something else?"

"The talent show before bed—"

"Pillow fight or something?"

"Nice idea!" Jemini didn't know when to get in front of the two of them.

"So what should I do? Points will be deducted, right?" George was a little helpless: "All the prefects and student council presidents are here, Percy's big head..."

"Lights out now!" George's voice fell, and Percy's voice sounded in the auditorium: "I ask everyone to get into their sleeping bags and stop talking!"

In the next second, a voice similar to him sounded: "No, don't turn off the lights! Sleep with you paralyzed, hey, pillow fight! Talent before bed! Horror story!"

Cheers suddenly resounded throughout the auditorium, Percy turned his head in astonishment, and a man who looked exactly like him was looking at him with a smile.

"Jay..."

Bang!

Fake Percy shook his fist and waved the fainted Percy into the sleeping bag.

Immediately afterwards, he turned to look at Penello, the female student council president, who was Percy's girlfriend.

"Okay, you won." Penello sighed helplessly, and consciously got into the sleeping bag.

With a wave of Jemini's wand, hundreds of sleeping bags on the floor of the auditorium disappeared, replaced by thick mattresses and quilts, as well as hundreds of snow-white fluffy pillows.

The auditorium suddenly became noisy, and the students gathered in groups, some playing cards, and some having a pillow fight.

It wasn't until an hour later that Professor McGonagall, who came to inspect, made a terrifying roar, and the students returned to the beds honestly.

But they still didn't sleep, they just lay down, and when the patrolling professor left, they started making noise again.

It was not until after two o'clock in the morning, when some students were sleepy, that Jemini announced to go to bed, and the students finally fell asleep.

Percy bit his lip and hid himself under the quilt. He felt that he was living a bit of a bum. The president of the student council could not speak as well as a third grader. He really wanted to stand up.

He scolded Jemini harshly.

But after thinking about it, isn't the job of the student council president just to size and accommodate students? So he slept soundly.

Jemini also fell asleep, with Shirley on his left and Adria on his right, Shirley still hugged Astoria, who was a little uneasy, and looked very motherly.

In terms of personality alone, Shirley is indeed much quieter and more gentle and considerate than Adria. Compared with her sister Charlotte, she is more cold and sharp. Jemini likes her character very much. She likes to break her surface indifference at some point and have a deep soul exchange.

For the next few days, there was only one topic in the school, and that was how the hell Black broke into the castle.

Every claim is bizarre, like Hannah Abbott spending a lot of time telling people that Sirius would turn into a flowering bush.

But almost no one paid attention to her, because the Quidditch match was about to start, whether it was Jemini or Harry, their minds were on the Quidditch match.

The first game of the year will be Slytherin vs Gryffindor.

Jemini vaguely remembered that in the original book, because Draco was scratched by Buckbeak before, Slytherin cleverly avoided the game.

But he doesn't need it here. The ending is doomed. Although the rain is a bit heavy, it has no effect on him at all.

Early Friday morning, it was pouring rain outside the window, and lightning flashed above the sky.

Today, Professor Lupin was unable to come to teach the students, and Snape took the place instead.

Jemini guessed that he would be in a bad mood when Harry was in class, but Snape's look made him happy.

He stood leisurely on the podium with a grinning smile on his face. He wanted to teach the students about werewolves. Although he did not learn about werewolves, for Slytherin and Ravenclaw, they There was no need to refute Snape.

"Can any of you tell me...how to distinguish a werewolf from a real wolf?"

Jemini raised his hand and Snape called his name.

"The difference in body shape. Werewolves have certain human characteristics, such as being able to stand upright, and the two are completely different in size...mouth, nose, claws...Well, in fact, almost all aspects can be distinguished."

"Very well, Slytherin adds five points." Snape looked around. "Do you still need me to remind you to write all this down?"

The students below quickly took out their pens and wrote down what Jemini said. Although he didn't say it in great detail, it was fortunate that it was in the book.

Finally, Friday's class is over.

In the sky outside the castle, the rainstorm didn't mean to stop at all, instead it was getting bigger and bigger, and the ground was muddy.

On Saturday morning, the rain was heavier, but that didn't stop the students' enthusiasm for the Quidditch game.

Countless umbrellas were propped up in the stands, some people were wearing raincoats, and some people didn't bring anything at all, just lying on the stands under the freezing rain. Jemini guessed that after the game, Pomfrey was going to die. Mrs. Ray must be busy.

There was a violent storm overhead, muddy mud underfoot, Jordan's end was blurred in the rain, and the cold icy rain slapped randomly on everyone's faces.

At Madam Hooch's whistle, the Quidditch match, which seemed to be life and death, began.

Today's third more humming~