Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 19 Neville Longbottom

While the few people were chatting, the train finally moved slowly and left platform 9.

Neville rummaged through his luggage pitifully, as if looking for something.

"What are you looking for?"

"Ryfe, my toad." Neville's chubby round face looked pitiful: "It keeps getting lost, maybe I should realize the reality, it might not like staying with me."

"How can there be pets that don't like to be with their owners? You say so, Hedwig?" Jemini gently touched Hedwig's little head.

Hedwig cooed, enjoying Jemini's caress very much.

The potion bought from the Yila Owl Shop allowed it to grow beautiful feathers again, and Jemini had already controlled his own abilities freely, which made it no longer repel Jemini's approach.

Hermione was very enthusiastic and stood up directly: "I'd better go to another box for you and ask."

Before Neville could say anything, Hermione left the box. For a while, only Jemini and Neville were left in the box.

Although Neville was still a little afraid of Jemini, it was much better than before.

He found that Jemini was not that kind of violent guy. On the contrary, Jemini had a very quiet personality and a very gentle temperament.

"Jemini, are you and Hermione both from Muggle families?" Neville asked boldly, and then waved his hands: "I'm just asking, and I don't mean to look down upon you."

"Hermione is from a Muggle family. As for me, I don't know very well."

Jemini smiled helplessly: "I grew up in an orphanage, and I don't have many clues about my parents. I only know that my mother is Anastasia. My surname is unclear. She is British and my father is a Chinese businessman."

"The dean said that I was sent to the orphanage by my parents. At first, I just hoped that I could take care of it temporarily for a period of time. Then they seemed to have some urgent business and left. About two months after that, he received a letter from my mother. , saying that my father has passed away, and her situation is no longer suitable for raising me, and I have lived in an orphanage since then."

"But I think this should be just an excuse." Jamie thought for a while: "I guess they should be just ordinary people. You know, just like wizards value pure blood, Muggles also value blood, but what they value It’s about race and skin color, besides congenital disabilities, most of the abandoned children in the orphanage are of mixed race, besides, the economy of Muggle society has not been very good these years, there are a lot of children due to the trend of unemployment.”

"But speaking of it, although those adults reject mixed race, they are obsessed with the appearance that this Asian-European mixed race brings to me. Superficial people are always the best to deal with, like those black or mixed-race children, but they have always been in the same place since childhood. I grew up under the discrimination of others."

Jemini smiled gently and said, "Thanks to this face, I can thrive no matter where I am. If I count it this way, even though my parents sent me to the orphanage, they are not worth anything." nothing."

Neville stared blankly at Jemini, and asked with a dry voice after a long time, "Price... value?"

"Yeah." Jemini nodded with a smile: "I should really thank them if I have the opportunity. No matter what their character is, at least they are quite good in terms of genetics."

"Isn't that right?" Neville looked at Jemini in disbelief: "I mean, how can this kind of thing be measured by value? Even though they abandoned you, it's a matter of hatred... What are you... "

"Ah... I probably understand what you mean." Jemini was stunned, and then he smiled: "Is there no need for that? Because it's too troublesome, it will make me very unhappy, and I can't change anything. For those It’s not worth it to exhaust yourself physically and mentally with cheap emotions that don’t cost anything.”

Neville stared at Jemini dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

this person…

Is there no emotion?

"No, that's not right, Jamie." Neville boldly retorted Jemini seriously, "That's not some cheap emotion..."

Before he finished speaking, Neville saw Jemini raised a slender finger and shook it at him.

"Neville, what did your parents do?"

With a warm smile and a gentle voice, the words he said made Neville's heart chill.

"I've probably heard of the brave and fearless Longbottoms." Jemini turned his head away, looked out of the window with his chin in his hand, and said slowly, "When I asked you a question, your pupils shrank slightly. , his face became paler, the tip of his nose was sweating, and his back became unconsciously stiff."

"No doubt you're afraid of me asking about your parents, aren't you? So what are you afraid of?"

"Are you afraid that I will laugh at you because of them?"

"Laugh at the great parents who were tortured to the point of insanity to protect you?"

"Of course I wouldn't do that." Jemini turned around and spread his hands with a smile: "Whether it's emotionally or morally, I won't allow myself to do such a despicable thing."

As he said, Jemini stretched out his finger and poked Neville's chubby face: "But I will laugh at you, Mr. Longbottom, just now, you were ashamed because of your parents, right?"

Jemini squinted his eyes, leaned in front of Neville with malicious intentions, and smiled like a treacherous little fox: "Isn't it? With such deformed and distorted emotions, he even talked about my relationship with me brazenly." Right or wrong, um~ Mr. Longbottom, what kind of emotion do you have towards your parents? Even if it's hatred or something..."

"I didn't!" Neville stood up abruptly, looked at Jemini angrily, and his voice changed unconsciously.

"Really?" Jemini folded his arms and sat back by the window again, with a calm expression on his face: "Then——if you don't, then you don't~"

Neville's face turned red immediately, he gasped a few times, turned and left the box.

"Huh?" Hedwig tilted her head and glanced at Jemini.

"Isn't it normal for children to quarrel?" Jemini smiled gently, and stretched out his hand to smooth Hedwig's feathers: "He just thinks I'm too cold-blooded, but that's not the case."

"Goo~"

Hedwig rubbed Jemini's palm, and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

Jemini didn't think there was anything wrong with being like this, he was like this in his previous life.

In his last life, he was not an orphan, but his father had cancer and his mother had asthma. Both of them passed away when he was twelve or thirteen years old.

His parents' relatives hid far away, and if he had no money to go out to play, he naturally lost his circle of friends.

Then he suddenly realized that in the absence of wealth and capital, if he could give up some unnecessary emotions, it would make his life easier.

Because no one will care about him, so he doesn't need to care about anyone.

Jemini has been that way ever since.

no friends
no lover
Until one time after drinking, I was drunk and caught the stars in the water.

(End of this chapter)