Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 196

"Hey man, you should really pay attention this year..."

After Harry and his group got into the car, Ron said to Jemini.

"What?" Jamie raised an eyebrow.

"You killed too many people the night of the Quidditch World Cup, many of them parents of students," Fred reminded.

Jamie shrugged noncommittally.

Most of the really rich and powerful Death Eaters have already joined Jamie under the matchmaking of Lucius. After all, Jamie is not only powerful, but also can actually bring them benefits. Under such circumstances, few people will continue to adhere to the so-called pure blood argument.

As for those who refused to take refuge or were useless, they basically died that night.

"Ron is right, Jemini, maybe someone will actually retaliate against you."

Harry reminded: "On the way here, I saw that many students looked at you with wrong eyes."

"Of course I saw it." Jemini nodded with a chuckle, and Harry had already noticed the eyes of these people without saying anything.

Naturally, he would have taken precautions well. Even if it wasn't for Dumbledore, he would never have allowed him to kill people in the school. These people would have been wiped out by him long ago.

As a mentor who teaches himself, Jemini has always been grateful and in awe. Although the two have different views on some things, mutual understanding can still be achieved.

For example, this time, when Jemini killed more than 300 people, Dumbledore didn't respond at all.

In fact, according to Jemini's guess, if it weren't for maintaining the minimum image, Dumbledore would probably throw a party to celebrate.

He was a benevolent white wizard, but to say that he would care about the death eaters' life and death, he was too perfect, and the old man would even kill himself when he became hard-hearted.

"A lot of people I knew died." Draco squeezed in from behind the crowd: "My dad took me and my mom home as soon as the game was over that night."

"But after this incident, Jemini will probably really become notorious." Hermione sighed faintly.

"That's not true. The Ministry of Magic intends to reduce the impact of this incident, and the dead are Death Eaters. Even if there is an impact, it won't be too big." Shirley said lightly: "And their attention is very low. It will soon be transferred elsewhere."

"Ah! Yes!" Draco hammered his palm suddenly.

"What's going on? What happened? Is there anything going on at Hogwarts this year?" Harry was puzzled: "Mrs. Weasley and the others also looked mysterious when they got in the car."

"Triwizard Tournament, have you heard of it?"

"It sounds like fun." The twins immediately became interested.

"Hogwarts, Durmstrang, and Beauxbatons, the three most famous wizarding schools in Europe jointly hold a competition. Each school must select a warrior to participate in the competition. The content of the competition is very dangerous, and the death rate It is also very high, if you participate in the competition with a playful mind, you will die miserably."

Hermione spoke indifferently, glanced at them, and reminded them vaguely not to always think about dying.

"It seems that Miss Know-it-All doesn't like us very much?" Fred said with a smile.

"Are you ready to fight the dragon?" Hermione raised her eyebrows.

"Forget it, we don't like showing off very much." George looked up at the sky.

It's true that the two like stimulation, but when it really stimulates their lives, the two of them suddenly don't like stimulation.

"Really? Fighting dragons?" Harry's face was full of disbelief.

"Well, I specifically checked the previous information." Hermione nodded: "Fighting fierce beasts is a tradition in the Triwizard Tournament, almost every game has this event, remember the one that Jemini killed before?" A basilisk?"

Draco's face turned pale, and he felt a faint urge to urinate.

"There was a cockatrice once a year ago. Like the basilisk, anyone who looks at this monster will die immediately." Hermione said.

Ron took a breath: "Why didn't the book say that?"

"Of course, because this creature became extinct hundreds of years ago, and Mr. Newt Scamander, the author of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", is less than a hundred years old." Jemini laughed.

"Are there any other monsters?" Fred and George looked curious.

"Manticore." Hermione frowned: "I think you should understand this a little bit, no spell will work on them, even if it's a killing curse, but if you get stung by it— would die instantly."

Everyone used their brains one after another, imagining that if they encountered such a monster...

Forget it, don't dare to think or dare to think.

"Then there's the acromantula..." Hermione added.

Jemini saw Ron's face contort.

"Chimera, five-legged monster or something..."

Hermione didn't continue to give any more examples, but just asked with a chuckle: "How is it? Compared with these terrifying guys, dealing with fire dragons is not so unbearable?"

"Suddenly I think fire dragons are cute..." Fred smacked his lips, completely dispelling the idea of ​​participating.

"So before Charlie got into the car, he told us that we would meet again soon, because of this?" Ron suddenly said, "He raised dragons in Romania, that is to say, they will bring fire dragons from Romania?"

"That's right, that should be it." Jamie nodded.

"So you really want to fight the fire dragon?" Ron was full of disbelief.

"Fighting should be impossible. For the students at school, it's still too early." Jemini shook his head and laughed: "It should just meet certain conditions, such as taking away the fire dragon's egg under the eyes of the fire dragon."

"It's great, taking away its eggs in front of a female dragon." Ron thought for a while: "No ordinary person would think of such a tragic way to die!"

"So...Jemini's going to play, eh?" Fred asked.

"That's right." Jamie nodded, "My main thing this year is to participate in the Triwizard Tournament."

And let the chopstick brothers Harry and Voldemort meet...Of course, he didn't say that.

In the evening, the sky was pitch black, and the heavy rain showed no sign of slowing down.

The carriage passed through the gate with the warthog sculpture twice, and drove along the wide driveway. Due to the strong wind, the carriage shook violently.

The rain curtain outside the window was thick, and the distant scene could not be seen at all. Finally, the carriage stopped under the steps in front of the two oak gates.

Everyone climbed up the steps one after another, and returned to Hogwarts after a few months.

Peeves flew in the air, playing with water balloons, and dropped a huge water balloon at the student team from time to time, and then was driven away by Professor McGonagall who rushed out of the auditorium with a roar.

The bustling students poured into the auditorium, and then sat down in the seats of their respective colleges, chatting while waiting for the arrival of the freshmen.

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