i sold arms at hogwarts

If it weren't for Nico Flamel's sake, if Nico Flamel wasn't helping me with an important project right now, if it weren't for you still being a child...

I will definitely let you see what I looked like when I was young!

He took three deep breaths in a row to barely calm down his blood pressure. At this moment, Professor McGonagall came to the office with three people.

The leader was a chubby little fat guy. Even with a straight face, he looked oily. He looked like an old fritter at first glance.

The two people behind him had serious and unsmiling faces, and they seemed difficult to get along with.

"Dumbledore, what happened? I received a report that there was a terrorist attack on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Who did it? It couldn't be a Death Eater, could it?" asked the leading fat man.

Remy snorted and took a step forward and puffed out his chest: "What Death Eater? I did it!"

The little fat man was stunned for a moment, then looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore sighed: "Minister Fudge, here's the thing..."

Dumbledore spoke eloquently and told Fudge the facts he knew, and after hesitating at the end... he did not emphasize his responsibility.

close!Put him in Azkaban immediately!Don't worry about pissing me off!

Voldemort makes me worry less than him!

Remy on the side was a little surprised, because Dumbledore just talked about the long johns. Remy didn't expect that stupid bird to be so loyal and smart, and even knew to come to Dumbledore to save him!

I’ve decided, I’ll bake it well when I get back...ahem, reward it!

"Is this really true???"

Minister Fudge looked at Remy slightly embarrassed.

A little boy, a disadvantaged group of Muggle-borns, with special quirks... This special meow couldn't be more correct at the right time!

How can he arrest people?

Seeing that Minister Fudge was slow to give the order, Remy was impatient to wait.

"Hurry up, you idiot, what are you doing here? What do you think Principal Dumbledore is doing? Who is the Minister of Magic? The ladies in Centenary Mountain are more decisive than you! Or are you from Brokeback Mountain? ” Remy mocked.

Fudge's face suddenly darkened, and he wanted to ask Dumbledore again, but it was hard to see Dumbledore at this moment.

"Okay, Minister Fudge, please follow the rules." Dumbledore waved his hand tiredly and walked outside first.

Fudge nodded, raised his hand and waved lightly. Two members of the Ministry of Magic who were suspected to be Aurors behind him walked up to Remy, and each held Remy's shoulders with one hand.

"Don't grab my shoulders. I hate it when people press my shoulders and make me and the prisoner... Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that I am the prisoner now. You continue, continue."

Crowd: ...

You are so conscious!

After escorting Remy out of the principal's office, on the way out of Hogwarts Castle, there were curious little wizards everywhere along the way.

As a prisoner being watched, Remy felt that he should be a little ashamed, but he tried hard and found that his performance level was a bit different.

Simply, Remy raised his head and chest like a winner who was about to take the podium, and strode forward majesticly.

As they walked, Remy's eyes suddenly lit up.

He saw his dear D-level... roommates.

"Harry, I still have two boxes of magic crystals in my suitcase. Please help me take care of my long johns." Remy shouted.

"Huh? Oh, okay, I will take care of it for you!" Harry said.

Remy tilted his head, always feeling that what Harry said was a bit strange.

Fortunately, I didn't ask you to take care of Hermione, otherwise this would have sounded even weirder!

Remy thought so and saw Hermione the next second.

Surprised, stunned, confused... and full of worry, Remy smiled slightly when he met Hermione's complicated eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm just going out to play for a few days. You should study hard during this time and wait until I come back~"

With that said, Remy raised his hand and blew a kiss to Hermione.

He thought Hermione would run away shyly, but until he was pushed out of the gate of Hogwarts Castle, Remy could still see Hermione's figure.

After leaving Hogwarts Castle, Professor McGonagall, who had been following, clapped her hands and closed the door. At the same time, she also closed the curiosity of the young wizards.

"We... are not. How are you going to escort me to Azkaban? In a prison van?" Remy asked curiously.

"No, we will send you to the Wizengamot for trial. If the trial results find you guilty, we will imprison you in Azkaban."

As soon as he finished explaining, Minister Fudge suddenly felt that something was not right.

What does it mean to put you in Azkaban?How come it has no deterrent effect at all?

Thinking of this, Minister Fudge quickly added: "I know that little wizards like you are full of curiosity about everything and will also question those rumors. But I can assure you that once you get to Azkaban, you will definitely You will regret it for the rest of your life!”

Remy blinked, then looked at Dumbledore and pointed at Minister Fudge: "Principal Dumbledore, this man threatened and intimidated me, I want to sue him!"

Dumbledore:  …

Fudge:…

Do you look a little intimidated now?

After coming back to his senses, Fudge no longer wanted to talk to Remy, and didn't want to say a word.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, see you at the Ministry of Magic."

With that said, Minister Fudge signaled the two Aurors to let go, then stretched out his hand and put it on Remy's shoulder, preparing to use his entourage to Apparate and take Remy to the Ministry of Magic.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he put his hand on Remy's shoulder, Remy suddenly let out a scream, which scared him and quickly let go.

"Indecent!!!"

Snapped!

Dumbledore helplessly covered his forehead and waited for a while before sighing heavily.

"Minister Fudge, although it's a bit against the rules, but... I'd better take him there," Dumbledore said.

Minister Fudge thought for a moment with a dark face and then shook his head: "Let's just follow the rules."

With that said, Minister Fudge pressed Remy's shoulder again.

This time, Remy didn't scream, but...

"Minister Fudge, I'm serious, I really want to sue you. I don't know where to sue the Minister of Magic?" Remy asked.

"The Wizengamot."

"Really? That's just right... Wow wow wow wow!!!"

vomit!

Seeing Remy suddenly fall to the ground and retching, Minister Fudge's mood suddenly became lighter.

"Don't worry, the first experience of using Apparition to move long distances is unpleasant, especially for a young wizard like you... It would be nice to experience it a few more times!" Minister Fudge said meaningfully.

Minister Fudge's comfort did not have any effect. Not only did Remy not get better, but his body began to tremble, and the tremors became more and more severe.

Minister Fudge felt something was wrong, and he quickly knelt down and hugged Remy.

"What's wrong with you? It's..."

"Go! Quick...go...evacuate everyone! My magic power is disordered!"

Dumbledore who just arrived:? !