Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 231 Heresy
"Professor, let's have another duel."

In the principal's room, Jemini in white robe said to Dumbledore again.

The principal's room was quiet. Behind the desk, Dumbledore looked at Jemini with a complicated expression.

"Honestly, I don't understand. What's the matter with the eyes on your forehead?"

Dumbledore's voice was calm: "Although I know that you disdain to conduct some dangerous magical experiments like Voldemort and turn yourself into a human and ghost, but Jamie, I am indeed a little worried about you. What you gave me now It feels dangerous…”

As he said that, Dumbledore paused and emphasized again: "It's very dangerous. I'm terrified when I see you."

"This proves that your perception is keen, but I did not conduct any dangerous magic experiments." Jemini said gently.

Dumbledore thought for a while, and asked in jerky Chinese, "Fuck you?"

"Yeah, like I said before, hang up."

"Understood." Dumbledore understood: "Then please forgive me for refusing your request for a duel."

"Why?" Jamie asked puzzled.

"It's pointless, kid." Dumbledore said cheerfully, "Whether it's magic or any means, strong is strong. There's no need to insist on competing with me in magic. Overtake me."

"And I'm so old, if possible, I want to die decently, instead of being accidentally kicked to death by a student—" Dumbledore blinked honestly.

"Okay." Jemini nodded, "Then I would like to ask for a two-month leave."

"Yes." Dumbledore readily agreed: "After all, the school can't teach you anything, but I hope you will come back before the last game, for the honor of Hogwarts."

"Okay." Jemini nodded, hesitated for a while, and then said again: "I'm leaving soon."

There was silence in the principal's room, and Dumbledore stared at Jamie with his blue eyes for a while: "You mean..."

"Leave this world." Jemini said, "You may not believe it, but I'm not from this world. I came from another world. It's a bit like reincarnation..."

"I believe." Dumbledore nodded: "So - are you going back?"

"No, it's to go to a wider and more interesting world." Jemini shrugged: "So don't you want to see it?"

Dumbledore laughed: "If I were a few dozen years younger, of course I would go and see it."

"Longevity is just a minor issue."

"Yeah, of course I know, but I think... knowing such interesting things before I die is enough for me, boy."

Dumbledore blinked slyly: "I've lived long enough, although I personally think I'm still young, but that's good, that's enough."

Jemini was silent for a while, and then nodded happily: "Well, if you insist."

"Can I ask you a question?" Dumbledore asked cheerfully, "How old were you before? Are you an old man?"

Jemini's face darkened: "I just turned [-]..."

"Really? It's good to say that you have never experienced vicissitudes and aging." Dumbledore said kindly: "I hope you will always be young, child."

"Thank you." Jemini turned his lips up and left the principal's office.

In the next two months, Jemini temporarily put down the sale of Firebolts and began to search for various magical animals around the world.

All kinds of magical animals were brought into the first ball space by him. Of course, for the stability of the ecological chain, he also brought in a large number of domestic animals and ordinary animals, and used Mu Dun's ability to plant all kinds of plants in the first ball space.

After two months of unremitting efforts, the ecological environment in Shiqiu Space has gradually stabilized, and a small ecological chain has initially formed.

Finally, the final match drew near, and on the morning of the match, Jemini returned to Hogwarts.

At this time, his strength has stabilized, and the reincarnation sharing eye on his forehead has also been hidden by him, and the clothes on his body have also become a black cloak, except for the sense of oppression overflowing, which is the same as before. It seems that there is no difference.

"Very well, Mr. Fox, you are finally back." Professor McGonagall walked over as soon as he saw Jemini: "The warriors gathered in the conference room next to the auditorium after breakfast."

"Didn't the game start at night?" Jemini asked in surprise, "Did I remember wrong?"

"I know that the relatives of the Warriors were invited to watch the final, you can meet each other," Professor McGonagall said.

"A relative?" Jemini raised his eyebrows, he suspected that Professor McGonagall was deliberately finding fault.

Professor McGonagall walked away. She walked up to Harry and seemed to say the same thing. Harry also looked skeptical about life.

But Jemini still went to the meeting room. As soon as he entered the meeting room, Jemini couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Father? Why are you here?"

"You're back, boy." The alcoholic priest looked drunk: "These heretics—"

"We celebrate Christmas too!" Professor McGonagall, who entered the room with Jemini, couldn't help reminding.

The alcoholic priest was silent for a while: "Heretical!"

Professor McGonagall's hands trembled, as if he was about to draw out his wand.

"Anyway, someone told me that you have a very important game today, and asked me if I would like to come and see you, so I came over." The priest patted Jemini on the shoulder with his big hand: "But it seems that you are having a good time." not bad."

Jamie laughed.

The people who came to see Harry were Mrs. Weasley and Bill. The two of them were asking Harry how far he and Ginny had grown. Harry looked as if he wanted to find a crack in the ground.

After spending the whole morning, everyone returned to the castle after lunch. Adria, Hermione, and Shirley rushed up to greet the alcoholic priest.

"Oh, hello, children." The priest looked at the three girls cheerfully, and then at Jemini: "You seem to have an unusual relationship."

"Yeah, very unusual." Jemini shrugged, "I hope you won't scold me."

"Why should I scold you?" The priest was puzzled.

"Because... the Lord does not allow this behavior?"

"Oh god..." the priest sighed, "If I had your ability when I was young, who would still believe in the Lord?"

Jamie: "..."

"Also...Miss Gray..." The priest sized Shirley up and said, "The lady named Charlotte back then..."

"It's my sister."

"So she cast a spell on me, right? It took me two days to realize that Jemini was taken away." The priest muttered.

Shirley blushed, and Adria's face turned dark.

The crowd accompanied the priest on a tour around the castle. The priest who watched was amazed, sighed at the wonder of magic from time to time, and murmured heresy again, killing the whole afternoon.

Although he is a Muggle, the priest enjoys the highest standard of respect from the wizarding world.

The dinner that day was much richer than usual, and with Jemini helping to pour the wine, the priest could hardly stand up when the meal was over.

Finally, when the enchanted ceiling turned from blue to dark purple twilight, Dumbledore stood up behind the teaching bench, and the auditorium fell into silence.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes I'm going to invite you all to the Quidditch pitch for the last event of the Triwizard Tournament. Now, the brave men and Mr. Bagman are invited to the field."

Jemini stood up, the students applauded, the priest slapped drunkenly and wished him good luck, and then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, several warriors walked out of the auditorium together.

　The second one today is more beeping~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)