i sold arms at hogwarts

Da da da da da da da! ! ! !

Bang!

boom!

Boom!

Looking at the students running around in the square but being restrained by mucus all over the ground with no way to escape, and then looking at the more than a dozen Air Force and Marine members who were covert inside and outside but unable to catch Remy for a long time, and the people watching the battle from another tower. Professor McGonagall couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.

"I didn't expect the weapons in the Muggle world to be so powerful. These are just slime bullets used for pranks. If Remy had used real bullets, the consequences would be unimaginable." Professor McGonagall said with emotion.

One person suppressed hundreds of people and "solved" nearly a hundred people. What's more important is that the weapons used by Remy are not only capable of exerting such terrifying combat power, but anyone can exert the same effect after getting it. The power.

Even Professor McGonagall couldn't help but take a breath.

"Yes."

Headmaster Dumbledore nodded.

"It seems that Nico Flamel is right. The magical world can no longer be so closed, otherwise the gap between the magical world and the Muggle world will only become wider and wider."

Can't it be closed any longer?

Professor McGonagall was shocked.

"What do you mean? Albus, do you and Nico Flamel both think that the wizarding world should be opened to Muggles?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"It's not about opening up, but we need to increase communication... It depends on Remy. If he can really invent a magic item that can effectively defend against thermal weapons, it won't be too late to talk about opening up." Dumbledore said.

"Remy?"

Professor McGonagall glanced at Remy who was throwing thunder crazily in the distance and shook his head helplessly.

"I don't think he looks like someone who will invent defensive items. I think he will first invent magical firearms that even Muggles can use." Professor McGonagall said.

"If there is no guidance, I think so." Dumbledore pushed up his glasses: "That's why we have to guide him... The magic gloves he invented are very good. According to Filch, Remy is currently thinking about it. There is a way to mass-produce magic gloves and magic cards. Once successful, the magic world will definitely be a sensation, and Remy may even become the greatest wizard in the world!"

"Wouldn't that take away your title? Don't you mind?" Professor McGonagall asked with a smile.

"What's there to worry about? If he succeeds, then his contribution to the magic world will indeed be greater than mine, and it is natural for him to get that title." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Okay, but what should we do now? Don't we stop him? If we don't stop him, he will probably become more and more lawless in the future, right?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Filch told me that the biggest difficulty Remy is facing now is not enough magic crystals - he probably wasted a lot today - and it happens to be a holiday soon. I have informed Fudge to bring someone here. When Fudge comes Let him have some fun before now." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Have you informed Fudge?

Professor McGonagall's heart moved: "What do you mean..."

Dumbledore smiled and nodded: "Yes, I plan to let him stay in prison during the holidays, save some magic crystals, and make magic gloves as soon as possible."

"Okay, let him have fun...hiss...the place bitten by this mosquito is so itchy!"

"Yeah, I don't know if Severus has prepared an antidote."

"I'm afraid not. When I just met him, I saw several blood stains on his neck, which seemed to be scratched by himself... His office is in the basement, where there are the most mosquitoes."

"Really? I hope he can prepare an antidote as soon as possible. I can't help but want to scratch them. It's so itchy!"

……

A male principal and a female vice-principal, two peerless experts sharing their inner itch with each other in the romantic tower.

On another tower far away from them, Remi fired wildly with a submachine gun in one hand, shooting into the sky with the gun in his left hand, and pointing the gun at the stairs with his right hand.

After repelling the enemy's attacks for countless times, Remy finally had a precious chance to breathe.

There was an unconcealable look of loneliness on his face, because he found that he was running out of ammunition.

"Even if I am trapped in a tight siege, even if I am the only one left, even if there is not much ammunition left, I will fight until the last moment! I will never surrender!"

With fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes, Remy took out the last slime grenade and pulled it away resolutely.

"Come on! As long as you dare to come up, I will die with you! We will die together!" Remy shouted loudly.

Behind the corner of the spiral staircase, a group of seniors clinging to the wall were speechless after hearing Remy's words.

Why are you pretending to be a hero? You are obviously the villain, okay?

We are the righteous party!

"Martin, throw another Quaffle later to disrupt him."

"Kim, Jess, you two use the blazing flames. You must burn out all the mucus. You must not let the mucus get on us!"

"Others use the Stunning or Disarming Charm. Those who don't know either can also use the Stabilizing Charm."

"Luther, go and inform the people on the team that at [-]:[-] sharp, we will launch another charge against Remy!"

"understand!"

"Roger that!"

"I'm going to inform them right away."

"We must take down Remy this time. This guy is so hateful!"

……

After formulating the battle plan, several people clung to the wall and continued to wait, waiting for the time for the general attack to arrive.

Just when they were always on guard against Remy losing his thunder, suddenly, Remy's surprised exclamation came from above.

"Shall I go? What is this?"

Remy looked at the ropes wrapped around him with wide eyes and disbelief, completely unable to figure out where these ropes came from.

But Remy soon knew the answer.

The entire tower suddenly transformed into a large ball of wool, and Remy was tightly tied up in an instant, leaving only one head exposed.

Then, Dumbledore's figure appeared in front of Remy. He was still holding the arm of a person, and this person Remy also knew. It was Fudge, the Minister of Magic who he had met several times before and had a certain "friendship" with. .

"Hey, you haven't been arrested yet? I thought you had been impeached and thrown into jail." Remy said.

Minister Fudge's face suddenly darkened, and he thought to himself, "Are you still embarrassed to mention this?"

"Mr. Barrett, now the Ministry of Magic has officially arrested you for endangering public safety by dangerous means and illegal possession of firearms. Please come with us." Fudge said coldly.

"This is not a gun, this is a magic firearm, [-]% made in the magic world!" Remy said.

"If you have any objections, you can wait until you go to court to defend yourself. Now, please cooperate with the Ministry of Magic."

With that said, Fudge waved his hand, and two Aurors riding broomsticks landed in front of Remy.

Each of them grabbed a line, and then took off again with Remy in hand.

"Flying to the Ministry of Magic? Isn't this too slow? I suggest that the Minister of Magic should take me to Apparition to the Ministry of Magic." Remy said.

Hearing Remy's words, Fudge's face suddenly turned darker.