Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

  Chapter 39 Happy Birthday

   Helplessly sighed, Jemini turned over and jumped down from the observatory, dragged by the spider silk, several ups and downs came to the flat ground not far below the Gryffindor Tower.

   "Huh... the web looks really good, how did you get it? Can he sell us some?"

  The twins lay on the handrails of the observatory and looked curiously.

   "I think, if you don't have the strong physique of Mr. Fox, the only end for you to use that thing is to break your neck." Dumbledore kindly persuaded.

   "Not necessarily." Fred squeezed his chin seriously: "Maybe it will get stuck on the fence."

   "Then string the eggs into a string."

   "Oh my God, this sounds scary!"

   "I have already felt the cold in the lower part of the hip."

  The words of the twins made Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh. He admired the twins very much, no matter what the circumstance, they can always bring laughter to others.

  At this time, Jemini was already full of fireworks on the flat ground. They were just some ordinary fireworks. The classification of this thing in the weapon store is logistics support.

  For example, fireworks will be set off when the war is won.

  Of course, this is not the most ridiculous thing, there are still white flags in the weapon store...

  Meanwhile, Gryffindor Tower, female dormitory.

  Hermione leaned against the bedside reading the book quietly by the dim light.

  She was holding a heavy magic book in her arms, her expression looked a little absent.

  It's her birthday after twelve o'clock. This is the first birthday in her life to spend outside and the first birthday without a birthday present.

  Fred is right. No one will go to bed on time when the next day is their birthday, at least young people will not.

  Closed the magic book distractedly, Hermione leaned against the bedside, quietly thinking about what happened in recent months.

  One morning she suddenly received a letter from Hogwarts, and was told that she was a little wizard.

Then in the afternoon, Professor McGonagall suddenly visited and ran into Jemini in the garden. He was carrying a baseball stick and stepping on the miserable little fat man at his feet. Except for a good-looking face, he looked alike. Is a villain.

  The next day I went to Diagon Alley. There were sorcerers everywhere, and there were many interesting things.

  After that, he came to Hogwarts and was assigned to Gryffindor.

  After arriving here, she has to deal with everything alone when she leaves her parents.

  She regretted not buying an owl, otherwise she could still send a letter to her home.

  Since arriving at Hogwarts, Hermione's heart has always been panic.

  Because many of her classmates came from wizarding families, she was worried that she could not keep up with her studies, she was worried that she would make mistakes, and she was worried that she would be looked down upon by others, so she worked hard to make herself better.

  Hermione is proud, but also inferior.

  Peel off the outside of her excellent grades, and then you can see her uneasy and frightened heart.

  咻——

  Boom! !

  Suddenly, a brilliant red light bloomed from outside the window, shining on Hermione’s white face.

   Turned over and got out of the bed and came to the window, the red light burst, turning into a golden waterfall and hanging down from the air, the golden light instantly imprinted on Hermione's clear pupils.

  East wind leaves flowers and thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and stars like rain.

  The little girl has never experienced the profoundness of Chinese culture, but when faced with such beautiful fireworks, people all over the world should be in the same mood.

   Immediately afterwards, as if igniting a gunpowder barrel, dozens of different colors of light flew into the air, and clusters of fireworks completely enveloped the sky above Hogwarts Castle.

  Colorful and gorgeous fireworks are blooming in the sky, with a kind of magical beauty against the background of the old castle.

  Hermione stood in front of the window dreamily, with a tear in the corner of her eyes unconsciously.

  Parvati and Lavender, who were sleeping together, were awakened by the sound of fireworks. At this time, they were standing in front of another window, jumping with excitement.

  歘—

  A spider silk stuck to the window, and then, a black figure appeared in front of the window.

  In response to Hermione’s startled gaze, Jemini smiled and knocked on the window.

   "Jemini? How are you..." Hermione opened the window, and then she seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but open her mouth: "You set off the fireworks?"

  "Happy birthday, Miss Granger." Jemini smiled gently, and beckoned to the two Parvati with open mouths next to him: "Good evening, disturbing, do you want to come together?"

   Parvati and Lavender looked at each other and couldn't help but giggled: "No, we won’t bother you. I wish you all a good time."

  Jemini nodded gently, and then...

  歘—

  A web of spider silk stuck to Hermione’s pajamas, Jemini stretched out his hand, and wrapped the little girl’s soft waist with one hand, and flew off the tower in Hermione’s exclamation.

  Several ups and downs returned to the observatory, Fred and George suddenly cheered loudly, while Dumbledore wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, watching the fireworks still blooming in the sky from a long distance.

   "It's so good to be young..."

  At this time, the towers of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were brightly lit, and the students got up one after another and watched the grand fireworks display around the window.

  In order to grab Old Filch’s attention, Jemini made a lot of fireworks, enough for a while.

  "Professor Dumbledore...and Fred and George?"

  Blushing and being put down by Jemini, Hermione looked at the three people in front of her in shock.

   "Good evening, Miss Granger." Dumbledore smiled kindly. "It's just twelve o'clock, then... happy birthday."

   "Happy birthday, Miss MasterCard." The twins smiled.

   looked at Jemini blankly, Hermione opened her mouth with some uncertainty: "Is there a tradition at Hogwarts to celebrate the birthday of freshmen?"

   "Naturally there is no." Dumbledore thought for a while: "But this is a good proposal."

  "Do you want to modify the school rules, Professor?" Fred's eyes lit up: "We can help."

"I think it's better." Dumbledore kindly declined Fred's proposal: "I met Mr. Fox on the way to the night tour. He seemed to want to help you celebrate your birthday, so the two of us went to the kitchen. I got a birthday cake, but unfortunately, the astronomy class ended early today."

  Jemini waved his hand, and a huge birthday cake appeared in front of everyone.

  Hermione looked at Jemini in surprise, she didn't pay much attention to the cake.

   "How do you know my birthday?"

  Jemini shrugged: "There is a room at Hogwarts, where the names of all wizards born in England are recorded. I happened to see it."

   "Ha, we've been to that room too." Fred said happily.

  "We also want to try if we can change the name or something."

   "As a result, George was severely poked on the back of his hand by that quill..."

  Hermione: "..."

   "Then, make a wish, Miss Granger." Dumbledore waved his hand, and a small lighted candle appeared directly above the cake.

   "Should we sing a birthday song for you?" George suggested.

  Jemini smiled: "Never mind the birthday song..."

"happy Birthday to you-"

  Jemini hasn’t finished speaking, the three of Dumbledore have already sang...

  Gan! Nima's!

  (End of this chapter)