Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

'Cannot be recycled. ’

'Cannot be recycled. ’

'Cannot be recycled. ’

'Recyclables, incomplete vanishing cabinets, recycling price, fifty Galleons. ’

'Recycling, sweeping the Samsung broom, the recycling price is twenty Galleons and ten xikes. ’

'Recycling, Moon Dream Broom, recycling price, 30 Galleons. ’

'Cannot be recycled. ’

After a rough turn around the main hall, Jemini made a lot of gains. Although he could not find any more Horcruxes, but after a rough trip, he actually sold the waste products that were less than 10,000 Galleons. Over £700,000.

That night, Jemini naturally stayed in the Room of Requirement, a place he preferred to Slytherin's dormitory.

"What is the most important thing for a wizard?" Professor Flitwick, who was just over a meter tall, stepped on a stack of tall books and asked in a shrill voice: "Of course it's a magic wand!"

"And what is the wand used for?" Professor Flitwick continued. "Yes, casting spells."

Jemini held his chin and looked curiously at the teacher who was half goblin blood on the podium, watching him question and answer himself there.

"Then about spells, do you have any knowledge of spells?" Professor Flitwick asked, looking around.

Draco raised his hand, and Professor Flitwick happily called his name.

"Apparation."

Draco's voice fell, and he glanced around in a showy manner, as if he was intoxicated by the feeling of being in the limelight, but in fact no one paid attention to him.

"Ha... That's right, Apparition, this is a relatively difficult spell that can instantly disappear from one place and move to another."

Professor Flitwick nodded. "Who else knows what?"

A blond boy raised his hand. It was Ernie McMillan of Hufflepuff, Justin's new friend when Jemini was in the boat.

"Clean up! My mom's favorite spell when she's tidying up the house."

"Yeah, great."

Professor Flitwick clapped his hands, looked around, and finally his curious eyes fell on Jemini's face: "Does Mr. Fox know any spells?"

"Um..." Jemini squeezed his chin and thought for a while: "Avada—"

"NO!!!" As soon as Jemini's words came out, Professor Flitwick screamed and waved his arms desperately in an attempt to interrupt Jemini's words.

Jemini didn't continue speaking, blinking his eyes and laughing dryly.

I wanted to make a joke, but I didn't expect Professor Flitwick's reaction to be so intense. It seems that this kind of joke is not very popular in the magic world...

After all, he was still an outsider after all, and he didn't realize the seriousness of this spell. In his previous life, he was even making gestures with chopsticks. In the magic world, such a joke would really scare people.

Seeing Professor Flitwick gasping for breath, Jemini apologized, "I'm so sorry, Professor, I just wanted to make a joke."

Professor Flitwick waved his hand: "Oh... it doesn't matter, you haven't been in contact with the magic world before, but you should pay more attention in the future."

Beside Jemini, Draco's face was pale, and he silently opened a position, and the other little wizards also looked trembling.

In the following time, Professor Flitwick stopped asking them what spells they knew, but only taught them one: fluorescent flashing.

Jemini chanted the spell softly and successfully cast the spell. Professor Flitwick gave him five points without saying a word, and expressed the hope that he could devote his energy to these common spells.

At the end of the class, Professor Flitwick timidly sent Jemini out of the classroom, and told him again and again that even if he knew the spell, he could not read it out, otherwise his points would be deducted next time.

Soon after, the news of Jemini's unforgivable spell in the spell class spread in the school, and Jemini, who was like a quiet street tiger, was even more vicious this time.

Then he was called into the office again by Snape.

Snape, in a black robe, had a long face and paced back and forth in front of Jemini.

"Very good, it seems that a young genius has come to our academy. Before he entered the school, he mastered one of the Unforgivable Curses, one of the Unforgivable Curses..."

"You're over the top, professor, but I won't."

"You think—I'm—complimenting you?!"

Snape's face twitched, he rolled up the parchment on the table beside him, and slapped Jemini's little head.

Throwing the parchment aside, Snape sat back at the desk and asked in a slow tone, "Where did you...know about this spell?"

"Uh..."Dark Magic: Self Defense Guide" has a detailed description of the Unforgivable Curse, and how to deal with it."

"But that's not going to be turned until three hundred pages..."

"I've read it all." Jemini smiled gently: "At least...the defense against the dark arts that should be mastered before fifth grade is almost mastered."

Snape looked at Jemini and couldn't help sneering: "With your thin body, how much magic can you have at the age of eleven? Master? I doubt you can succeed. Use the spell—"

As he spoke, Snape paused, as if remembering something.

The strength of magic depends on the strength of the body and soul. A powerful wizard must have a strong body and soul.

Generally speaking, adult wizards are stronger than school wizards! Because a child's soul strength and physical quality are simply not enough to produce so much magic.

The soul and the body are best to achieve a certain balance, if the soul power is too strong in the youth, the physical quality is not enough to carry so much magic, and the magic will be degenerated into silence if there is too much accumulation.

So from the current situation analysis...

It's hard to say whether Jemini's soul is strong or not, but this kid's physique is fucking unique!

Looking at Jemini, who stood up in front of him, who was less than his chest, Snape suddenly had an absurd idea.

Wouldn't this kid really teach himself Defence Against the Dark Arts from grades 1 to 5?

Although this course changes teachers every year and often changes textbooks, it does not mean that a textbook can only be used for one year. For example, the potions class, there are only three textbooks in seven school years, especially the textbooks for grades six and seven. It hasn't changed from when Pop was at school to when Harry was at school.

Therefore, if Jemini has thoroughly read the self-defense guide, as long as the magic power is enough and the talent is better, it seems that it is not impossible to learn dozens of defense against the dark arts in a short period of time.

Glancing at Jemini with a determined look, Snape stepped forward, grabbed Jemini's arm roughly, and led him all the way to an empty classroom.

Immediately afterwards, he walked to the other side of the room, took out the wand from his arms, and watched Jemini speak slowly.

"Now, pull out your wand!"

Jemini: "???"

"I said—pull out your wand!" Snape shook the wand in his hand impatiently.

Jemini quickly pulled out his wand and looked at Snape blankly, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"Attack me with all the Defence Against the Dark Arts you know," Snape said.

"Isn't that appropriate?" Jemini hesitated, and shot at the teacher... This guy won't use this reason to fire himself, right?

Snape got impatient, and the flick of his hand was a spell that flew towards Jemini.

"Armor protection!"

Jemini noticed Snape's movements keenly, and stretched out his wand to block in front of him. In fact, with Jemini's reflexes and dynamic vision, Snape's movements looked like slow motion to Jemini. .

clang--

As if the bell had rang, Jemini waved his wand: "Flock of birds!"

ji ji ji...

Dozens of birds appeared out of thin air, flying in the air behind Jemini, and then, Jemini's wand pointed at Snape: "Ten thousand bullets!"

The voice fell, and dozens of birds rushed towards Snape from different angles. Snape's wand circled around him, and a fiery ring of fire spread out, burning all the dozens of birds to fly ashes.

"Is that all it takes?" Snape said with a mocking smile on his lips. "Look at the flock of birds, you will be able to learn this spell in your spell class in two months."

Jemini thought for a while, then flicked his wand: "The blackboard is flying."

Snape smiled even more: "Yes, are you trying to kill me with your brute force holding the blackboard?"

There was a hint of slyness in Jemini's eyes, and he smiled gently: "I prefer to use wisdom, Professor."

The voice fell, and there was a loud bang, and Snape fell down suddenly, avoiding the big blackboard shot from behind.

The blackboard rushed towards Jemini, and Jemini stretched out a hand and lifted the big blackboard with one hand.

Snape raised his eyes and saw that Jemini was holding the big blackboard with one hand and slapped it in the face of himself.

"Certainly, when wisdom is not enough to change the status quo, that is when brute force is used, Professor."

Hearing the whistling sound of the blackboard, Snape's eyes twitched, and he rolled one by one to avoid the photographed blackboard.

Immediately after that, at the moment when Snape avoided the blackboard...

"Except your weapons!"

whoosh...

The wand in Snape's hand swirled out and landed in Jemini's hand.

The battle is over.

Snape stood up, patted the ashes on his body, and his eyes stopped on Jemini's face, his expression showing no joy or anger.

"Very good, Fox… sir…" Snape held out his hand, and Jemini returned the wand to Snape.

By the way, this time he was really praising Jemini, even if it didn't sound very friendly.

In fact, Snape never begrudges his admiration for those arrogant Slytherins, unless the other party is a Gryffindor...

"You've won the prize, professor." Jemini smiled gently: "Except for the curse at the beginning, you didn't take the initiative to attack me. I'm just strong and it's a coincidence."

"It's a bit unexpected that you can continue to be humble, so it doesn't look like you're useless." Taking his wand in his arms, Snape turned and left.

For Jemini's performance this time, Snape expressed his satisfaction.

There's no shame and anger, and no shame in being disarmed by Jemini.

He has also seen Jemini's strength, and it is not a shame to be taken advantage of by such a freak without knowing it.

Although it is impossible to treat all students equally, in other respects, Snape's teacher quality is actually very high.