Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

In the quiet principal's office, the slender-legged table is full of strangely-shaped silverware, spewing white mist from time to time.

On the metal shelf hanging high behind the door, Dumbledore's Phoenix Fox was squatting there, squinting and looking curiously at the flaming red on the carpet.

The red hair that throbbed like a flame moved slightly, and a large tail that looked fluffy and soft was flung away, revealing the body that had just been wrapped by the tail.

Pointy ears, slender and delicate cheeks, a pair of narrow eyes opened slightly.

That is a fox.

The scientific name is called fire fox or red fox.

It is the Animagus after Jemini transformed.

With fiery red fluffy hair, slender black limbs, and a big fluffy tail fluttering behind him, Jemini watched Dumbledore open his mouth, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Hey!"

Jemini: "???"

Is that what the fox is called?

"Cheep~"

"ah!"

"YoYo--"

After trying to call a few times, Jemini found sadly that it seemed to be easier to call.

Dumbledore sat behind the desk and laughed: "It's so cute, Jemini, you will definitely capture the hearts of many girls when you go out like this, and judging from your size, you are still a cub."

Jemini turned his head and took a picture of the glass window next to the Gryffindor sword, and probably saw his appearance clearly.

Seriously, it's cute.

The next second, Jemini recalled his appearance and turned back into a human body.

"I thought you would get used to the state of Animagus for a while, because most people will be curious to try more." Dumbledore said cheerfully: "Are you dissatisfied with your Animagus?"

"It's not." Jemini shook his head: "It's just that the fox smells too much. I don't allow a handsome and decent being like me to have body odor. Before I buy deodorant, do I? will be transformed again."

"Should I say you are confident or what..." Dumbledore was a little dumbfounded: "In fact, I suggest you report to the Ministry of Magic..."

"No." Jemini shook his head: "This is my life-saving means, professor, you don't want everyone to know your life-saving means, right?"

"What else can I say?" Dumbledore shrugged: "If you must insist, you are not the only illegal Animagus anyway."

"Alright, I've learned Animagus, so you should teach me the Fire Spell." Jemini smiled warmly.

"Li Huo? That kind of evil black magic? Albus, how can you teach a student that spell, he's only a first-year student!"

The portrait of a chubby witch who was talking. The witch was gorgeously dressed and looked a little rich. She was the only woman on the wall of the principal's office, and it felt a little like Professor Sprout.

"You're right, Dalis." Phineas on the side said loudly: "But please don't forget that this is a first-year student who can use Animagus, and just now, he was kicked to pieces. The head of the guardian beast!"

"It's not of a nature—" Dalis looked a little angry: "It's black magic! And it's extremely dangerous fire!"

"Nobody ever said that Hogwarts couldn't teach dark magic, look at Durmstrang—"

"Drmstrang only taught some poison spells, but not the extremely dangerous method of the Fiery Fire Spell. Even in my lifetime, I never dared to use such a spell."

"Even if he doesn't teach, he can learn it in other places sooner or later, see? Our Slytherin students are so amazing!"

The portraits on the wall were arguing, and most of them disapproved of Phineas’ words.

"Okay everyone." Dumbledore interrupted the portraits: "I trust my judgment, Jemini has the self-control to use this power."

Dumbledore's words sealed the matter.

After Dumbledore spoke, the portraits on the walls fell silent.

They were all outstanding wizards during their lifetime, and they also knew one thing, Dumbledore was more outstanding than them, they believed in Dumbledore's judgment and respected Dumbledore's decision.

The portraits in the headmaster's room will only obey the command of the current headmaster, only loyal to Hogwarts, and without the permission of the current headmaster, none of them will say that Jemini is an Animagus. This kind of thing involving Dumbledore will not be said.

"I'll let you know when the time comes, Jemini," Dumbledore said gently.

"Then, excuse me, Professor." Jemini bowed slightly, turned and left the principal's room.

In the next time, he has more important things to do - to cook the colorless flower dew.

This is a medicine that can eradicate body odor. It is suitable for people and animals. Generally, beauty salons and pet stores sell the most.

The production process is a bit like perfume, requiring more than a dozen different petals, and adding snake slough, moonstone powder and unicorn hair to the potion.

The manufacturing method is relatively simple. In less than two hours, Jemini brewed a pot of potion.

"Come on, how about a taste?"

At dinner, Jemini shook the vial in his hand and handed it to Draco.

"What is this?" Draco was stunned.

"The colorless flower dew that was just boiled." Jemini said with a gentle smile, "I don't know how it works."

"But there's no way to verify what you told me." Draco was a little confused: "I drank my mother's boil when I was young, and it didn't smell on my body."

"Ah, it doesn't matter." Jemini said with a smile: "I just let you try it to see if there are any adverse reactions. After all, I don't dare to drink the potion I boiled myself..."

Draco: "..."

Looking at Jemini's smile tremblingly, Draco felt a chill slowly creeping into his heart.

Although the potion in his hand seemed to be fine, and judging from the results of Jemini's Potions class, the effect would not be unexpected, but for some reason, Draco didn't dare drink it.

"I don't know how to lift the trash." A cold hum came from the ear, Adria grabbed the colorless flower dew in Draco's hand, twisted the lid and drank it all, and finally stuck out the lilac uvula The mouth of the bottle was licked, as if he was still not satisfied.

"The potion that Mr. Fox made with his own hands—"

"Actually...don't be so fanatical." Jemini said slightly embarrassed.

This woman looks a bit perverted, but he likes it...

Adria took a deep breath, with a hint of intoxication on her face: "It's sweet!"

"That's over." Draco's face turned pale: "Colorless flower dew is bitter."

"The taste is bitter." A blush appeared on Adria's face: "But to me, it's sweet."

The corners of Draco's mouth twitched, and he turned his head away embarrassedly: "This woman can't be saved..."

"In other words, the cooking was successful?" Jemini asked.

"There will be no problem, please don't worry." Adria said gently: "Are you planning to keep any pets again?"

"Drink it yourself, what's wrong?"

"How come? You don't need this thing at all." Adria leaned over to Jemini: "Sunshine, citrus, ink... I always remember your taste, sir, you don't need this kind of thing at all."

"It's a long story, but your nose is very sensitive. I haven't noticed the smell on my body."

Jemini smiled gently.

Draco's face turned pale next to him, and he vaguely remembered the scene where Adria caught Jemini's clothes and sucked wildly not long ago.

And he didn't stop it. Instead, he was in the same boat with this woman. Every time Jemini changed the clothes to be washed, he rented it to Adria at a high price.

Jemini's clothes were never washed by the elves...

Although this kind of thing is discovered by Jemini and may be killed by him, but there is no way, this woman has given too much!

And Adria is not the only one who has recently come to rent clothes, her beautiful best friend Shirley also has a share, and it is about to become an industry chain.

Next year... should be able to afford a new broom, right?