Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

Torrential rain.

The well-behaved Thestrals pulled the carriages toward Hogwarts, their huge hooves stepping on the muddy road, making a crackling sound.

"Potter, Granger, and Fox—"

When the students flocked to the auditorium, the three Jeminis were stopped by Professor McGonagall: "Come with me first."

Harry looked a little uneasy, and every time the stern Professor McGonagall stopped him, he made him feel like he had done something wrong.

"There's no need to be so nervous - just to talk to you guys," Professor McGonagall said, leading the three of them all the way to her office.

The old catgirl's office is very small, but it has a warm fire, and the small room is full of warmth, which is very suitable for cats to live in.

As soon as they walked in, Professor McGonagall motioned for the three of them to sit down first, and she herself sat behind the desk, and then said abruptly, "Professor Lupin sent an owl ahead of time, saying that you were not feeling well on the train. Yes, Potter."

Before Harry could answer, he heard a soft knock on the door, and Madam Pomfrey, the school doctor, hurried in.

Harry felt ashamed and embarrassed, his face flushed, and Jemini was sitting on the side watching clearly.

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"Don't feel too cowardly." Jemini reminded softly: "Dementors have an influence on you, it has nothing to do with whether you are strong or not, it only has something to do with your past experiences."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and Jemini's explanation made him look better.

"I'm fine..." Harry began. "I don't need anything—"

"I guess where are you doing something dangerous?" Madam Pomfrey glanced at Harry.

"It's a Dementor, Poppy," said Professor McGonagall.

The two exchanged glances, and it could be seen that they both hated Dementors, and Madam Pomfrey pinched her waist and clucked like an old hen.

"Send the Dementors around the school," she muttered, brushing Harry's hair back and touching Harry's forehead: "He won't be the first to faint,

Look... he's cold and wet, these disgusting guys always have an effect on someone who's already vulnerable..."

"I'm not vulnerable!" Harry looked annoyed.

"Of course you're not vulnerable." Madam Pomfrey looked absent-minded. "I think you need some chocolate, or stay in the hospital for the night?"

"I'm fine!" Harry stood up, and he was ridiculed by Malfoy the moment he got off the train. If he stayed in the school hospital for one night, I don't know how Malfoy would mock him.

"At least you should have some chocolate?" Madam Pomfrey watched Harry's face.

"I've eaten some." Harry shook his head. "Jemini and Professor Lupin stuffed me with a lot of chocolate..."

"Oh yes?" Madam Pomfrey gave Jemini an approving look: "Very prudent move, child, and one more thing to be thankful for - we finally have a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher who knows the right medicine."

"Are you really all right, Potter?" Professor McGonagall looked at Harry sternly.

After Harry reassured himself that nothing was wrong, Professor McGonagall finally let him go and let him leave the office first, and Madam Pomfrey followed.

"So now, about Miss Granger, you said about the course selection this semester..."

Professor McGonagall said, looking at Hermione.

"I think you should know that you will add some elective courses at the beginning of this semester. As for Granger, you wrote to me before that you want to take full courses. After discussing with Professor Dumbledore, I came up with two solutions. ."

Saying that, she looked at Jemini: "In the first case, you need Fox's help."

"Jemini?" Hermione wondered.

"Dumbledore said that after your avatar dissipates, you will transfer the memories you have back to your main body, is that so, Fox?" Professor McGonagall looked at Jemini and asked eagerly.

"That's right." Jemini nodded. "So you want me to teach Hermione this ability, don't you?"

"If you can." Professor McGonagall nodded and looked at Jemini: "Of course, this is your unique ability after all, it can be regarded as your housekeeping skills, if you don't want to teach, no one will blame you. Yes, Fox..."

"Of course no problem professor, of course I can teach."

Jemini squeezed his chin and thought for a while: "I guess... if I refuse, you will use a time-turner?"

Professor McGonagall gave him a surprised look and nodded: "That's right, if Granger wants to take all the courses, except your clone ability, only the Time Transformer can do it."

Jemini shook his head: "Using the time shifter just to take two more courses...it's too risky, professor."

Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow: "Hogwarts will never reject students' desire to learn. You should know better than anyone, Fox."

Jemini's mouth twitched.

The teaching level of these teachers in the school is another matter, but this quality as a teacher always makes Jemini admired.

"I just think that risks and benefits are not proportional..." Jemini shook his head: "I admire your seriousness towards students, but I think you should ignore Miss Granger's own ability to withstand fatigue."

"What do you mean?" Professor McGonagall was puzzled.

"After my avatar is released, the memory will return to the main body, but the fatigue accumulated by the avatar will also be returned to the main body. Although it is only mental, this kind of taste is not so easy to bear."

"It's even more so with the time-turner, plus the multiplied physical fatigue, and the time that's been wasted—others only have a year, but she has an extra month in that year. , I don't doubt Miss Granger's dedication and seriousness to learning, but sometimes it may be counterproductive to be too tight."

"However, I think with Hermione's dedication to learning... Ha... I will still help if I can."

Jemini smiled and took out a ball of light from his arms.

The ball of light was filled with brilliant colors and floated quietly in his hand.

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For the 80,000 pounds, Jemini is a little sore.

However, the girl who enjoys this treatment is the girl who wants to be scum, and there is also the request of Professor McGonagall. I will not talk about the last time I shaved the Gryffindor team. What to say to refuse.

If Dumbledore acted like this, Jemini might have slapped him, but with the respectable quality of Professor McGonagall and his old, emaciated appearance, it looked pitiful.

Jemini held the ball of light in his hand, looked at Hermione, and laughed softly: "I personally don't object to you taking all the courses, but I hope you better do what you can, and don't put too much burden on yourself, tired. If it's bad, I'll feel bad."

"I know, thank you, Jemini..." Hermione murmured slightly, blushing a little.

Having said that, Jemini looked at the older cat girl who was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food. The older cat girl looked a little weird, as if she wanted her aunt to laugh and held it back.

"Please also pay attention to her mental state. If you are overtired, there may be a risk of death."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it." Professor McGonagall nodded solemnly, staring curiously at the ball of light in Jemini's hand.

Jemini nodded, meeting the gazes of the two, and the ball of light in his hand patted Hermione's furry little head lightly.