Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

  Chapter 56 I Don’t Pick

   "Who can explain to me why the Slytherin troll boy appeared in the Gryffindor lounge?"

  "Also suggested to us that we would have a Christmas party?"

  In the Gryffindor bedroom, the twins stared at each other with big eyes.

  Jemini and Ron played wizard chess, and raised their heads upon hearing the words: "Ah, I came in through the window."

  "Who asked you about this?" Fred held his arms in a posture of indictment.

  George looked angrily: "In the afternoon, you left us and sneaked away by yourself. As a result, we were scolded by Professor McGonagall."

   "Traitor!" Fred and George said in unison.

   "Don't mind, look at Harry and Ron." Jemini spread his hands.

   "The two of them didn't sneak away!"

   "Yes." Jemini nodded: "I left the two of them, and they were scolded with you. Isn't it easier to think about it?"

   "Although it sounds like that, I always feel that you look down on our IQ." Fred rolled his eyes.

  George clutched his nose and exaggerated: "Your shameless look is really Slytherin's style. Get away from us. You will get your stench."

   Click!

  Jemini grinned and smashed a chess piece. The chess piece screamed and shattered a table. Upon seeing this, the chess pieces on the chessboard screamed and hid.

   "Actually, I don't think it's a big deal. You mean George?"

   "Yes, Fred, this is not the first time we have been scolded."

  Beside Jemini, the black king chess piece mournfully pieced together the corpse crushed by Jemini: "Oh...my queen..."

Fortunately, Wizard Chess has the ability to automatically recover. Its queen finally came alive, but these chess pieces refused to obey Jemini’s command, so Jemini had to get up and help Adria and the twins dress up together. Gryffindor lounge.

   "Why set the party in the Gryffindor Lounge?"

   Harry helped Jemini move the sofa and couldn't help asking.

  "If you have been to the Slytherin lounge, you will know that a place with a strong Gothic style is really not suitable for parties."

Jemini lifted the sofa in one hand, and propped up a solid wood coffee table in the other: "I've been in the Ravenclaw tower once. The environment of that place... how to say it? It feels too elegant and a place with no atmosphere. "

   "Hufflepuff’s lounge is pretty good, but I don’t know anyone from their college."

   "Besides, when Professor Dumbledore will come, I think he should prefer the college he graduated from." Jemini said, laughing.

  After all, the old man relied on Gryffindor to comfort me when he did bad things. It makes no sense to dislike the Gryffindor tower...

  "Are there few people?" Fred thought for a while: "Gryffindor has not many students staying at school this year, plus we only have a dozen."

"Then call the other colleges too, the more people get more lively." Jemini moved a sofa and looked at Adria: "Adria, you can help me ask other Slytherin stays. Are you a school student?"

   "Yes, my lord." Adriah turned and walked out of the lounge.

   "I'll go to Hufflepuff to ask!" Ron said, and followed out.

   "I...I'm going to Ravenclaw." Percy flushed suddenly and hurried out.

   "He doesn't look good." Jemini looked at Percy's back and muttered.

Fred and George laughed: "The prefect of Ravenclaw is the idiot Percy's dream lover~ I stayed at school for Christmas this year. Did you not notice? Percy's eyes were always on at noon. Look at Penello."

   "Penello Crivat."

   "What a beautiful girl."

   "Percy is in love with her."

   "But we guess Penello must look down on him."

   "If that girl is not blind..."

  Jemini looked at the twins who sang and nodded: "Then he is so pitiful."

  What can I say?

  If time goes back, Percy will probably carefully consider whether to drown these two people in the water when they were just born...

  About ten minutes later, the door of the lounge opened, and Ron, who looked like a chicken, brought in a large group of Hufflepuff badgers. The little badgers looked around and looked around curiously.

  "Gryffindor's lounge! This is my first time here!"

   "Good evening Ernie." Jemini greeted him and looked behind the little badgers: "Professor Sprout, good evening."

   "Oh...good evening, Fox." Professor Sprout said cheerfully, as amiable as ever.

  Ron sniffed on his body with a bitter face: "I knocked on the wrong wooden barrel and was sprayed with vinegar. Seamer had previously vowed to tell me that it was the wooden barrel on the far right, and he would look good when he returned!"

   "It's just vinegar. Last time Fred was sprayed with peppermint sauce. He looked much more energetic." George laughed.

   "We were having afternoon tea just now, and I brought you refreshments."

  Speaking, Professor Sprout waved his magic wand, and plates of exquisite snacks appeared on the table in the lounge.

  Soon, Professor Flitwick also brought the students from Ravenclaw to the lounge, and some students were still holding huge toads.

   "So professor, are you all spending Christmas with the students?" Jemini asked curiously.

   "Yes, every year." Professor Flitwick said with a smile: "I was still directing them to sing just now."

  Look, the dean of the family!

   Considerately accompany the students who can’t go home at Christmas.

  Look at you again, Snape!

  In Jemini's mind, he imagined Snape gently and considerately spending Christmas with a group of snakes...

   "Oh--"

   "What's wrong, Fox, what's wrong with you?" Professor Flitwick said in a panic.

  Jemini hurriedly waved his hand: "Sorry for being rude, only morning sickness, a small problem."

   Professor Flitwick: "???"

   "Is there any nice piece for us to play, Professor?" Fred smiled and approached Professor Flitwick.

   "I really want to listen." Jemini nodded, "I actually like music."

   "Really?" Professor Flitwick said with joy: "If you like music, how about joining the school's singing class? What type do you like?"

   Hogwarts students can organize clubs, like various clubs in Japanese middle schools. You can report to the professors before forming.

  When Professor Slughorn was at Hogwarts, the most famous club in the school was the Slug Club. Later when Slughorn returned to teach, the club was reorganized.

  But right now, except for the Quidditch teams of the four colleges, the biggest club in the school is the singing class organized by Professor Flitwick.

   "What kind of..." Jemini thought for a while while squeezing his chin: "I like to play the violin. Long hair, tall, and beautiful ones. It's best to wear stockings."

   "I'm asking what kind of music you like!" Professor Flitwick was very angry at Jemini's speech.

   "If the music...sounds nice, I won't pick it." Jemini spread his hands.

  Professor Flitwick turned angrily and went to chat with Professor Sprout...

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  Jemini: Why does someone always say that Hermione is the heroine? Do I seem to be such an easily satisfied person? I am the common property of beautiful women! In addition, who would give the author a reward, vote for a monthly recommendation ticket or something, that year will not be able to pass...

  (End of this chapter)