Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

"Are you guys having fun?"

A voice came from behind the three, and Jemini and Slughorn walked up to them.

"Oh... gosh... Harry!"

As soon as the three turned around, Slughorn's eyes fell on Harry's face: "It looks like it was carved out of the same mold as James. God knows how much headache that little bastard gave me."

Jemini smiled and introduced the three: "This is Professor Horace Slughorn, who used to be Professor Snape's previous Potions teacher and former Slytherin Dean. ."

"Ah... hello." Harry nodded quickly.

"Nice to meet you!" Ron opened his mouth wide: "I wonder if you have the idea of ​​returning to the academy to continue teaching?"

"Not yet, haha..." Slughorn smiled. "You must be from the Weasleys, you can tell by your hair."

"Ron Weasley." Ron nodded quickly.

"Okay, Ron, I hope you can do me a favor and show Dudley around and don't let him get bullied, okay?" Jemini laughed, "Harry, if you have time, let's talk together. Chat? Your mother is Professor Slughorn's favorite disciple."

A few minutes later, the three were seated at a table in the corner of the auditorium, and Jemini clapped.

"Rum, get me some barbecue and some cold beer."

Not long after the voice fell, a large plate of steaming and fragrant barbecue suddenly appeared on the table in front of the three of them.

Slughorn laughed. "Taste-wise, this should be the Chinese or Mongolian way of grilling."

"You still know this?" Jemini was a little surprised.

"Oh...of course, Jemini." Slughorn said proudly: "I didn't live a hundred years in vain. Although I spend most of my time in the UK, I have been to many places over the years. In addition, I used to go to Pomona's place to grab some food, I dare to say that although there may not be dishes I haven't eaten, there are definitely no dishes I haven't eaten!"

"Have you ever eaten hot pot?"

"I have eaten it. I even ate it in Chinatown two years ago. Although it is very spicy, it is really memorable..."

"Roasted Lamb?"

"Have eaten,

I ate it in Mongolia and tasted it once when I passed by Mongolia when I went to Japan 70 years ago. "

"dumpling?"

"I've eaten it in Russia, and I make it myself. I like blueberry stuffing."

"curry?"

"Ha, of course I have eaten it. This is the United Kingdom. There is never a shortage of Indians. My child, I can tell you clearly that I have tasted all the famous delicacies of these countries in the northern hemisphere."

"You are really well-informed..." Jemini shook his head and laughed, this person can enjoy this state, and his life is not in vain: "No, it should be said that you really enjoy it."

"But you're right. This thing is called barbecue. It is the way of barbecue in China and Mongolia. In short, although it is grilled, it is completely different from outdoor barbecue." Jemini smiled: " The soul of this thing lies in the lottery."

With that said, Jemini handed Harry a bunch of them.

Harry reached for it, took a bite, and in an instant, the meaty aroma of mutton mixed with cumin and paprika bloomed in his mouth.

"Hmm... a little spicy, but delicious," said Harry, chewing on the lamb.

"I also put less chili." Jemini sighed, reaching out and handing Harry a cold beer: "Come and try, this is brewed by my elf, so I don't want to take it out."

"I'm underage, Jemini," Harry reminded.

"It doesn't matter, I'm also underage, you see I've already drank it." Jemini picked up the glass and took a sip: "Ha... It's still a cold beer as expected."

Slughorn, the old man, was already in a hurry to pick up the skewer, and he didn't need Jemini to remind him.

"But Jemini, there are so many people here today, will you only be with an old man like me, will it delay you?" Slughorn said worriedly: "Won't it have any bad influence?"

"The fun of a banquet is never social, Professor."

Jemini lightly shook the sign in his hand: "You, like me, are keen on having fun. What's the most important thing about having a party? It's fun! It's fun to eat and play, even if everyone has their own way. , as long as everyone is happy, the party will be a success. If everyone is socializing, socializing on such a relaxed night, what is there to be happy about?"

"To tell the truth, when I drink and chat with you, it is much more interesting than socializing." Jemini smiled heartily, with a pure smile like a sunny boy.

"Ha, me too." Slughorn raised his glass. "I'm very happy today, too, to have a drink with two of the best students at Hogwarts."

Harry opened his mouth, just about to say that his friend Hermione was also very good, but Jeminiy stepped on the instep.

"Come on, cheers!" Jemini took Harry's shoulders and toasted with Slughorn.

Immediately afterwards, he brought Slughorn a bunch of roast lamb loin: "Come on, try this for you, Dabu--"

"Ha...I have nothing to make up for at my age." Slughorn smiled helplessly, but still accepted Jemini's kindness.

Immediately afterwards, Slughorn glanced at Harry again: "I just said, you and your father are carved out of the same mold, but your eyes..."

"Like my mother." Harry smiled.

"Yes, like Lily, dark green..." Slughorn sighed with some reminiscence.

Harry looked at Slughorn and then at Jemini, and even if he didn't have a brain, he realized that Jemini had a purpose for him.

"In fact, Harry's resemblance to his mother doesn't stop there." Jemini said mildly: "You know, when he first entered the school, Professor Snape asked him three questions, and he answered all of them. Yes, I was stunned."

Harry was also very stunned. He didn't expect Jemini to open his eyes and talk nonsense so naturally.

"Oh yes?" Slughorn was visibly excited. "As expected of Lily's son, you are as good as your mother."

"Maybe it's because of the blue, Harry's defense against the dark arts and flying skills are also very strong."

"Ha... This must be inherited from James." Slughorn laughed, and then he couldn't help sighing again: "Actually... I'm sorry about your parents, ha profit…"

"I've never admired a student so much, yes, your mother." Slughorn looked at Harry with complicated eyes, and recalled: "Although I'm a Slytherin, I don't exclude Muggle origins. , she has always been my favorite student."

"The past has passed Professor." Jemini patted Slughorn on the shoulder understandingly, and he lifted his glass.

"All stories will be thrown into the album of memories like the autumn wind sweeps the leaves, only the stories of us that are left are still going on, the road paved for us by our predecessors is precious, and the future is shining brightly. So we have to toast , respect the past, respect the present, and respect the future!”

"Respect the future!" Slughorn wiped the little crystals at the corners of his eyes, and lifted the cup with a smile.

"To the future!" Harry also raised his glass and drank it.

Although he didn't know what Jemini was going to do, he knew that what he should do now was to cooperate with Jemini.