Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 137 Professor McGonagall's request

Torrential rain.

The well-behaved thestrals pulled the carriages towards Hogwarts, their huge hooves stepped on the muddy road, making crackling noises.

"Potter, Granger, and Fox—"

When the students went to the auditorium one after another, the three of Jemini were stopped by Professor McGonagall: "Come with me first."

Harry's face was a little disturbed, and every time the stern Professor McGonagall stopped him, it made him feel like he had done something wrong.

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

The office of the older cat lady is small, but it is full of warmth and warmth. 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 to sit down first, and she herself sat behind the desk, and then said suddenly: "Professor Lupine sent an owl in advance, saying that you are not feeling well on the train." Yes, Potter."

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

Harry felt ashamed and embarrassed, and his face was flushed, which Jemini could see clearly from the sidelines.

"Don't feel that you are too cowardly." Jemini reminded softly: "The influence of dementors on you 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; Jemini's explanation made him look much better.

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

"I guess you must be doing something dangerous somewhere?" Madam Pomfrey glanced at Harry.

"It's a dementor, Bobby," said Professor McGonagall.

The two exchanged glances, and it was obvious that they both hated dementors. Madam Pomfrey pinched her waist and clucked like an old hen.

"Send dementors around the school," she muttered, pushing Harry's hair back and touching Harry's forehead: "He won't be the first to faint, look... Cold and wet, these disgusting creatures always take a toll on the already vulnerable..."

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

"Of course you are not fragile." Madam Pomfrey said absently, "I think you need some chocolate, or should you stay in the school hospital for one 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 observed Harry's expression.

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

"Oh is that so?" Madam Pomfrey glanced at Jemini approvingly, "It's a very prudent move, child, and there is one thing to be thankful for—we finally have a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who knows how to prescribe the right medicine."

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

After Harry repeatedly assured that there was nothing wrong with him, Professor McGonagall finally let him go and let him leave the office first, and Madam Pomfrey followed suit.

"And now, about what you said earlier, Miss Granger, about your course selection for this term..."

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 said in your letter that you want to take all of them. After discussing with Professor Dumbledore, I came up with two solutions. .”

As she spoke, she looked at Jemini: "For the first type, you need Fox's help."

"Jamini?" Hermione asked puzzled.

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

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

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

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

Jamie squeezed his chin and thought for a while, "I guess... if I say no, you'll use the Time-Turner?"

Professor McGonagall looked at him in surprise and nodded: "That's right, if Granger wants to take all the courses, except for your avatar ability, only the Time Converter can do it."

Jamie shook his head: "Using Time-Turner just to take two extra courses...It's too risky, Professor."

Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows: "Hogwarts will never reject students' desire to learn, you should know it better than anyone else, Fox."

Jamie's mouth curled up.

The quality of the teachers in the school is another matter, but the quality of teachers can always be admired by Jemini.

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

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

"After my avatar is removed, 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 feeling is not so easy to bear."

"It's even more so when using a time-turner, and you have to add double the physical fatigue, and the time that is wasted—others only have one year, but she has to spend an extra month in this year , I don't doubt Miss Granger's dedication and earnestness in her studies, but sometimes being too tight might be counterproductive."

"However, I think with Hermione's dedication to learning... ha... I will 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, quietly floating in his hand.

A Chunin gift pack worth [-] pounds, which includes three body techniques, instant body technique, shadow clone, shuriken technique, chakra refining technique and less than one card of chakra.

There is one thing to say, although Kakashi's chakra is a little more refined, it has to be compared with others. Compared with ordinary Chunin, although it is not much more, it can be regarded as vigorous.

For the [-] pounds, Jemini felt a little bit pained.

But the one who enjoys this treatment is my scumbag girl, and there is also the request of Professor McGonagall. Leaving aside the fact that the Gryffindor team shaved their heads last time, Jemini can't tell by the look of the older cat girl. What words of refusal come.

If Dumbledore had acted like this, Jamie might have spat at him, but with Professor McGonagall's respectable qualities and his old and thin appearance, it looked very pitiful.

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

"I know, thank you, Jemini..." Hermione murmured, her face flushed a little.

As he said that, Jemini looked at the older cat lady who was stuffed with dog food. The older cat lady had a weird expression on her face, as if she wanted her aunt to laugh but held back.

"Please also pay attention to her mental state. If she is overtired, she may be at risk of death."

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

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

　Today's first more humming~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)