Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

  Chapter 128 Drinking Wine

   "How many people are having fun?"

  A voice came from behind the three, and Jemini and Slughorn walked in front of the three.

   "Oh... my God... Harry!"

  As soon as the three of them turned around, Slughorn’s gaze fell on Harry’s face: “It’s almost like being carved out of a model with James. God knows how much headache that little **** gave me back then.”

Jemini smiled and introduced the three of them: "This is Professor Horace Slughorn, who was Professor Snape's previous potions teacher and the former Slytherin Dean. ."

   "Ah...Hello." Harry nodded quickly.

  "Good meeting!" Ron opened his mouth wide: "I don't know if you have any idea of ​​returning to the college to continue teaching?"

  "Not yet, haha..." Slughorn smiled and said, "You must be from Weasley's. You can see from your hair."

   "Ron Weasley." Ron nodded quickly.

"Well, Ron, I hope you can do me a favor, take Dudley around, don’t let him be bullied, can you?" Jemini laughed: "Harry, do you have time, let’s talk together?" Chat? Your mother is a proud disciple of Professor Slughorn."

  A few minutes later, the three of them sat at a table in the corner of the auditorium, and Jemini clapped his hands.

   "Rum, help me get some barbecue and prepare some cold beer."

  Not long after the voice fell, a large plate of steaming and fragrant barbecue suddenly appeared on the table in front of the three of them.

Slughorn laughed: "In terms of taste, this should be a Chinese or Mongolian barbecue method."

  "Do you still know this?" Jemini was a little surprised.

"Oh... of course, Jemini." Slughorn said triumphantly: "I didn't live a hundred years in vain. Although I have spent most of my time in the UK, I have been to many places over the years. In addition, I used to go to Pomona to eat some food. I dare say that although there may not be dishes that I have not eaten, there are absolutely no dishes that I have not eaten!"

   "Have you ever eaten hot pot?"

   "Eat, I even ate in Chinatown two years ago. Although it is very spicy, it is really memorable..."

"Roasted Lamb?"

  "I have eaten it, I ate it in Mongolia, and I tasted it once when I passed by Mongolia when I went to Japan 70 years ago."

   "Dumplings?"

  "I have eaten it in Russia, and I can make it myself. I like blueberry filling."

   "Curry?"

   "Ha, of course I have eaten it. This is the United Kingdom. There is never a shortage of Indians, children. I can tell you clearly that I have tasted the famous cuisines of these countries in the northern hemisphere."

   "You are really knowledgeable..." Jemini shook his head and laughed. This person can enjoy this kind of realm, and his life is not in vain: "No, it should be said that you will really enjoy it."

"But you are right. This thing is called barbecue. It is the way of barbecue in China and Mongolia. In short, although it is grilled, it is completely different from outdoor barbecue." Jemini laughed: " The soul of this thing lies in the lottery."

  Speaking, Jemini handed Harry a string.

   Harry reached out and took a bite. In an instant, the smell of mutton mixed with cumin and chili powder bloomed in his mouth.

   "Sizzle...a bit spicy, but delicious." Harry said, chewing on the lamb.

  "I don’t even put in chili." Jemini sighed, and reached out and handed Harry a glass of cold beer: "Come and taste it. This is made by my little elf, not for takeout."

   "I'm underage, Jemini." Harry reminded.

   "It's okay, I'm a minor, you see, I drank it." Jemini took a sip from the glass: "Ha... it's still cold beer drinking comfortably."

  The old man Slughorn had long been impatiently holding the meat skewers up, without Jemini reminding him.

  "But Jemini, there are so many people here today, will you be delayed if you are only with me as an old man?" Slughorn said with some worry: "There will be no bad influence, right?"

   "The fun of banquets has never been communication, professor."

Jemini gently shook the lottery in his hand: "You, like me, are passionate about having fun. What is the most important thing about having a banquet? It’s fun! It’s fun to eat and have fun, even if everyone has fun. As long as everyone is happy, this banquet is a success. If everyone is socializing and socializing on such a relaxing night, what else is there to be happy about?"

   "To be honest, when I am drinking and chatting with you, it feels much more interesting than socializing." Jemini smiled heartily, with a pure smile like a big sunny boy.

   "Ha, me too." Slughorn raised his glass: "I am also very happy today to be able to drink with the two most brilliant students at Hogwarts."

   Harry opened his mouth, and just wanted to say that his friend Hermione was also very brilliant, but Jemini was stepped on the back of his instep.

   "Come on, cheers!" Jemini took Harry's shoulders and had a drink with Slughorn.

   Immediately afterwards, he brought Slughorn a skewer of roasted lamb’s loin: "Come on, let me give you a taste of this, tonic--"

   "Ha...what else can I make up for my age." Slughorn smiled helplessly, but still accepted Jemini's kindness.

   Immediately afterwards, Slughorn glanced at Harry again: "I just said that you and your father are almost carved out of the same mold, but your eyes..."

   "Like my mother." Harry smiled.

   "Yes, like Lily, dark green..." Slughorn said with emotion in recollection.

  Harry looked at Slughorn and then at Jemini. Even if he didn’t have a brain, he realized that Jemini had a purpose in coming by himself.

"In fact, the similarities between Harry and his mother don't stop there." Jemini said gently: "Did you know that when he first started school, Professor Snape asked him three questions, and he answered them all. I was stunned at the time."

  Harry was also so shocked, he didn't expect Jemini to open his eyes and talk nonsense so naturally.

   "Oh really?" Slughorn was obviously excited: "As expected of Lily's son, you are as good as your mother."

   "Perhaps the blue is blue, and Harry's defense against the dark arts and flying skills are also very strong."

"Ha...this must be inherited from James." Slughorn laughed, and then he couldn't help sighing: "Actually... I am sorry about your parents, ha Lee..."

"I've never admired a student so much. That's right, it's your mother." Slughorn looked at Harry with complicated eyes, and recalled: "Although I am a Slytherin, I don't reject Muggle origin. Child, she has always been my favorite student."

   "The past is over, Professor." Jemini patted Slughorn on the shoulder empathetically, and then he held up the wine glass.

"All the stories will be thrown into the album of memories as the autumn wind sweeps the leaves of time. Only the stories of ours are still going on. The road paved by our predecessors is precious, and the future is shining brightly. So we have to , Respect the past, respect the present, respect the future!"

   "Respect for the future!" Slughorn wiped the crystals from the corner of his eye, and pulled out a smile to raise his cup.

   "To the future!" Harry also raised his glass and drank it.

  Although he doesn't know what Jemini is going to do, he knows that what he should do now is to cooperate with Jemini.

  (End of this chapter)