Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 18
"We're going to go through this wall, aren't we?" Mr. Granger looked at the partition wall between the two platforms in front of him with some uncertainty.

Jemini nodded, took a step forward, stretched out his hand and pressed it against the wall.

An incredible scene appeared, Jemini's hand just disappeared into the wall, and the Grangers couldn't help opening their mouths.

Hedwig squatted on Jemini's shoulders and walked with him through the partition wall in the middle of platforms 9 and 10. After a short period of darkness, Jemini's eyes suddenly brightened, and the sun shone on his face again.

A crimson steam train stood beside a platform packed with passengers, and a sign on the train read: Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock.

Turning around, the place where the partition wall has become a wrought iron archway reads: Platform 9.

Soon, the Granger family also came over.

Unlike Jemini, the Granger family was stopped by two robed men as soon as they arrived on the platform. After confirming that it was the parents who came to see off the students and not the Muggles who broke in by mistake, they apologized slightly. Let the two go.

The thick smoke of the steam train is constantly lingering over the chattering crowd, cats of various colors are constantly shuttling under the feet of the people, the noise of people talking, the dragging of suitcases, the hooting of owls, all kinds of noisy The voice kept ringing in Jamie's ears.

The first few carriages were already full of students, some of them leaned out of the windows to talk to their families, some of them were playing in their seats.

"Want to get in the car with me? Miss Granger." Jemini asked gently.

"No!" Hermione gave Jemini an annoyed look.

"Okay then." Jemini nodded, turned to look at the Grangers, and nodded slightly to the two: "Thank you two for giving me a ride, I won't bother you for now."

"Okay, goodbye, Jemini." Mr. Granger smiled and waved to Jemini: "I wish you success in your studies."

"I also wish you a prosperous career and a happy family." Jemini bowed, turned and walked towards the next few carriages.

There are not too many people on the platform now, so he can choose an empty car and occupy a seat first.

Coming to an unoccupied compartment at the end of the train, Jemini sat on a seat by the window, found the spell textbook from the storage space, and began to flip through it.

Knowledge is always the most important weapon. As an arms dealer, Jemini always thinks so.

The noisy environment outside the carriage did not affect Jamie in the slightest, he just sat there quietly reading a book, as quiet as a painting.

After a while, a petite figure with messy hair appeared at the door of the box. Jemini raised his head, and Hermione was leaning against the sliding door, looking at him intently with her arms folded.

"I thought about it, it's better to sit in a car with acquaintances, does it bother you?" Hermione turned her head away, rubbing her toes on the ground.

"Of course not." Jemini smiled gently.

Only then did Hermione heave a sigh of relief, and sat across from Jemini, her gaze swept over the book in Jemini's hand: "Oh, are you reading a spell textbook? Have you learned any spells?"

Jemini chuckled, "It's just a simple look."

"Really? I have a lot of control." Hermione raised her chin, her posture was like a proud little peacock.

"You are amazing." Jemini clapped his hands and praised.

"Thank you." Hermione blushed, and then realized that she seemed a little carried away.

The box fell silent again. Taking advantage of Jemini's reading time, Hermione stared at his pretty face for a few times, and then asked, "Why did you lie to me that time?"

"That time?" Jemini was stunned, and it took a few seconds to realize what Hermione was talking about, and couldn't help laughing: "I just want to get rid of unnecessary trouble, a little lie that costs nothing It saves a lot of time, and it’s a good deal.”

"I didn't intend to target you. It would be the same for anyone else, and the result will not change in any way."

"Well, sorry to bother you."

As soon as Jemini finished speaking, a fat man at the door of the box looked timidly at the two people in the box: "Can I sit here?"

It was almost time for the train to depart, and even though the two were sitting in the back compartment, there were more people outside the compartment.

"Of course." Hermione nodded to the little fat man.

"Thank you, my name is Neville Longbottom."

The little fat man glanced at the gentle and elegant Jemini, then at Hermione who had a somewhat outstanding temperament, and finally sat beside Jemini hesitantly.

"Nice meeting, Hermione Granger."

Hermione nodded.

Jamie closed the spell book in his hand, and said gently: "Jamini Fox, just call me Jamie, nice to meet you."

Neville's face turned pale when he heard this, and he couldn't help opening his mouth wide, looking at Jemini tremblingly.

His legs trembled, and he wanted to move his position, away from Jemini, for fear of being misunderstood by Jemini.

"You know him?" Hermione wondered at Neville's reaction.

Neville looked at Jemini, felt the gentle temperament of the other party, and finally plucked up the courage to look at Hermione.

"Haven't you heard of it?" Neville whispered, "What about Jemini?"

"Huh..." Hermione glanced at Jemini and asked, "Let me guess, did he fight again?"

Neville's face turned pale: "Fighting? It shouldn't be counted, right? It should be a unilateral beating."

"It seems that I guessed right." Hermione looked at Jemini's handsome face and said mockingly, "Who did you hit again? Or did you get robbed by someone again? Then you had to fight back?"

Jemini thought for a while, and finally sighed dejectedly: "I forgot what his name is."

Hermione: "..."

Neville: "..."

Fuck, this guy is absolutely ruthless!

"It was Marcus Flint who was beaten, a member of the Flint family, but it's not Jemini's fault."

Neville explained: "It was the man named Marcus who insulted Jemini first, but Jemini broke his arm and broke five ribs with a kick."

"Five ribs were broken with one kick?" Hermione couldn't help but widen her eyes: "What did he scold you for?"

Jamie spread his hands, "Mudblood."

"What does that mean?" Hermione wondered.

Neville explained in a low voice: "It's a derogatory term for Muggle-born wizards, and it's a very vicious insult."

"It's probably equivalent to the bastards that Muggles talk about..." Jemini thought for a while and said.

"Good kick." Hermione glanced at Jemini and raised her eyebrows: "But how did you kick his five ribs short? Do you have any tricks?"

Jemini smiled gently: "I just have more strength."

My own strength...it's about four or five tons.

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