i sold arms at hogwarts

What is the most important thing about being a devil?

strength?

Ruthless?

No, it's his subordinates!

If there is only one bare pole, how can there be any ostentation when going out?I'm afraid I won't be laughed at wherever I go.

But it's different when you have subordinates. You don't have to do anything yourself, naturally there will be subordinates to do it and force Gram to satisfy.

emmm... No wonder the devil always sends his little brother to give experience to the brave in movies and TV shows!

Lucius is a very capable subordinate. Although it is not yet known whether he can do the job of the Minister of Magic well, he has indeed done a very good job as the Minister of Magic. During the holidays at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Before it was completely over, the smell of smoke was filling the air in the Ministry of Magic.

War smoke is rising everywhere, and it is blooming everywhere. If it brews for a while, as long as someone rises up, a vigorous uprising will be launched.

The level of disharmony within the Ministry of Magic has even reached the level of being publicly reported by the Daily Prophet. For this matter, Lucius even took the initiative to contact Remy to claim credit from him, saying that he not only bribed people within the Ministry of Magic, but also The directors of the Daily Prophet were bribed.

For this capable subordinate who drew inferences from one example, Remy naturally praised him verbally, and then scolded him, telling him to stop being idle and contacting him all day long.

Not being a beautiful subordinate, Remy was too lazy to talk to Lucius on the phone.

There is disharmony within the Ministry of Magic, and a storm of public opinion has set off outside. Fudge, whose power is not guaranteed, naturally has no energy to trouble Remy anymore. The previous incident was like a farce, as if it had never happened, only...

"It's a pity that my shop can only be re-opened after Lucius becomes the Minister of Magic... When he becomes the Minister of Magic, I must find a way to trick him into helping me bring magic to neighboring countries." The world sells arms!"

"I, Remy, have made less money these days. I will make back all the capital and profits in the future!"

Taking another hateful look at the empty shop, Remy closed the door and left Diagon Alley to King's Cross Station via Muggle transportation.

Although the wizarding world was in turmoil, the Muggle world was not affected at all. The subway was crowded with people during the morning rush hour, and various perfumes and body odors were mixed together. The smell made Remy feel dizzy and almost motion sickness.

After leaving the subway, Remy looked at the closed door with lingering fear. He suddenly admired the Muggles for their resistance. I really don't know how these guys could hold back from vomiting and continue to squeeze into the subway day after day.

As he walked, he thought about it. After walking to the station and looking at the hurried passers-by, Remy realized: It must be because they suffer from olfactory dysfunction!

Enter the magical world through the magic door on the wall. The situation here is similar to that of a Muggle station. It is also chaotic and full of people. It is even more chaotic than a station in the Muggle world because there is no one to maintain order.

Several black cats meowing through the crowd did not bring fun to the crowd. On the contrary, in order to avoid them, the already chaotic crowd became more chaotic.

"In a blink of an eye, this is the fifth time school has started... time flies so fast."

With a sigh, Remy picked up the box and boarded the train, looking for a suitable position along the carriage.

Along the way, everyone who saw Remy stopped talking and stared at Remy silently. Their curious and fearful eyes made Remy wonder if he had really become the Dark Lord.

Otherwise, why should they be afraid?

Is it possible that he has been too involved in playing Voldemort recently, causing his own temperament to be assimilated?

impossible!Absolutely impossible!

Maybe it was because Remy came earlier. When he walked to the back carriage, he could see empty compartments everywhere. Remy chose one at random and walked in.

He skillfully took out the small table and tea set, poured a cup of hot black tea, and placed two magic crystals on it, feeling as comfortable as when he first entered school in the first year.

After taking a sip of hot tea and stretching comfortably, Remy, who had nothing to do, took out a thick magic book from his suitcase and read it.

This magic book is not a book that records magic, but the abbreviation of "Book of Magic". It only records anecdotes about what happened in the magic world in the past.

After reading the book with relish for a while, a knock on the door and a voice that sounded like singing made Remy raise his head.

"Excuse me, is there any room here?"

Looking at Luna who was smiling, Remy also smiled and stood up and gave a very gentlemanly salute.

"Of course, dear lady, please come and sit inside," Remy said.

Inviting Luna to sit down and pouring her a cup of tea, Remy was fascinated for a moment when he saw Luna holding the teacup and sipping the tea like a kitten.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something dirty on my face?" Luna asked, reaching out to wipe her face.

"No, I was just thinking, if our first meeting had been like this, what would we be like today?" Remy said.

"Who knows, even if we are not together, we should still be good friends, right?" Luna said.

"You are very confident in your own charm." Remy said.

It was obviously a very ordinary question, but Luna suddenly blushed, lowered her head and drank tea without saying a word.

Seeing this, Remy smiled slyly, stood up and came to the opposite side to sit next to Luna. When he sat down, he even put his arm around Luna's waist.

"You haven't come to the store to see me since you came home. Even last time you were at the Ministry of Magic, you left without saying a word to me. Why, you don't want to see me so much?" Remy asked.

"My father didn't let me find you..." Luna whispered: "Didn't you go to my house to find me too?"

With one sentence, Remy was killed. Looking at Remy who looked embarrassed, Luna smiled very happily.

Putting down the teacup, Luna put her arms around Remy's neck and kissed Remy gently on the face.

"I have always missed you and wanted to see you. It's just that my father hopes that I can stay with him at home before leaving home... Next time during the holiday, you come to my house to find me, okay? My father will not object to us being together Together." Luna said.

Remi forced a smile and said to himself, this is not a matter of whether your father objects to us being together, right?

Even if he supports us being together, he can't support me going to your house to play with you, right?

He wanted to refuse, but looking at Luna's expectant eyes, Remy couldn't say no, and finally had to bite the bullet and agree.

"Okay, I will go to your house to find you when I prepare a gift." Remy said.

"It's so kind of you."

Luna leaned on Remi's shoulder and nudged Remi's face with her head. The scattered hair tickled Remi's neck.

"But there is no need to prepare any gifts, you are the best gift this world has given me!"