Oh My, It Really Is Delicious

'Expecto Patronum.'

This was the incantation for the Patronus Charm, an exceptionally advanced spell in the Wizarding World. To cast it, one needed genuine happiness, or to think of a memory that made one feel happy.

Unfortunately, although Gemini had many happy moments, such as when he made money, or when he made money, or perhaps when he made money...

Those simple and meager joys were not enough to support him in casting the Patronus Charm.

Sitting stiffly on the mattress like a block of wood, Gemini's hair was somewhat disheveled. He had studied this spell for three days and still had no clue.

"Was my inner world really so barren?" Gemini fell into deep self-doubt. "No, I couldn't possibly be that shallow."

He had even imagined himself going 18/0 as Yasuo, yet he still could not cast the Patronus Charm.

"Forget it..."

Falling backward onto the bed, Gemini sighed helplessly. "It is one of the most advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts spells, after all. It is only natural for it to be difficult."

Clearly, an 18/0 Yasuo was not enough to cast the Patronus Charm. If the spell were truly that shallow, it could not have been called one of the most advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts spells.

After a long silence, Gemini came to realize something.

"My happiness is really so vulgar..."

Or perhaps I was not happy at all.

The sky outside had already darkened. Gemini curled up against the head of the bed, his long fingers lightly turning his wand. Its tip gave off a faint golden-yellow glow, filling the room with warmth.

Wands had emotions of their own. More spirited ones might cast spells by themselves; more temperamental wands might refuse to cast when they were in a bad mood; dumber ones might blow bubbles for no reason. Loyal wands might even erase their own sentience after their owners died.

This golden glow was Gemini's wand casting a spell on its own. It had sensed Gemini's emotions and released this warm light, hoping to give its master some comfort.

"Hoo, hoo~"

A pitch-black owl had appeared outside the window at some point, lightly pecking at the glass.

It was Abby.

That morning, Gemini had received a letter from Red. He wanted to buy some more life-saving items.

After the two men had engaged in friendly communication through a bird as their intermediary, Red ultimately bought three sets of Adamantine Alloy Inner Armor from Gemini.

At first, Red had not wanted to buy them. They looked far too ordinary, and they were expensive too, until he discovered that no matter what methods he used, he could not damage the armor...

In the distant East of another world, the great anthropologist Master Jingze had once said: Oh my, it really is delicious!

This kind of soft armor was worth fifty thousand Pounds Sterling at the Weapon Shop. Gemini sold each piece to Red for two hundred thousand Pounds Sterling, earning a net profit of four hundred and fifty thousand.

Abby had flown over this time to deliver the money.

Taking the Undetectable Extension Charm Pouch Abby offered him, Gemini found three hundred stacks of twenty-pound notes inside. In his letter, Red had asked whether Gemini could sell him two of those miraculous Undetectable Extension Charm Pouches.

Sell them!

Why not?

Undetectable Extension Charm Pouches were good things!

They had low costs, but for Muggles like Red, they were extremely valuable.

Something that cost twenty-five Pounds Sterling had been sold by Gemini for five thousand Pounds Sterling, and he even felt that he had sold it too cheaply...

After selling another two Undetectable Extension Charm Pouches, Gemini's total assets reached six hundred and seventy thousand Pounds Sterling.

Throwing himself onto the bed in satisfaction, the melancholy that had seemed somewhat melodramatic yet somehow not vanished completely. Gemini slowly drifted off to sleep.

Finally, September 1st, nine in the morning.

A black shirt, black jeans, black leather boots, and a fitted black trench coat.

His long black hair was simply tied behind his head, with only a few strands of fringe falling loose, making his fair little face look even more handsome.

Black leather gloves rested on a black cane. The only white on Gemini's person was Hedwig, quietly perched on his shoulder.

When Gemini, dressed like that, appeared in the hall of The Leaky Cauldron, he immediately drew everyone's attention.

"Oh... whose little gentleman is this?" An old witch looked at Gemini happily, smiling from ear to ear.

"Good morning, Mr. Fox." Old Tom placed a hand over his chest and gave Gemini a slight bow.

"Good morning, Mr. Tom." Gemini nodded politely.

Old Tom smiled. "I hope you are sorted into a house you like. Today is the first day of school. I am sure you will amaze everyone."

"It is only that I look a little better than average. I do not think everyone is that shallow, do you?"

An ill-timed voice sounded, and a petite figure stepped in front of Gemini.

Hermione stood before Gemini with her arms folded. She turned her little face away, trying her best to appear calm and unconcerned, but her eyes could not stop darting toward Gemini's face.

"Good morning, Miss Granger." Gemini gave a slight nod. "If I remember correctly, today is the first day of school. You are here because...?"

"Yes, today is the first day of school!"

Hermione nodded and looked seriously at Gemini. "Considering that this is also your first time going to Hogwarts, my parents were very worried about whether you could find King's Cross Station successfully, so we came to pick you up on the way. Who would have thought that you would not come downstairs until nine? Do you know how long we have been waiting here, Mr. Lyle—"

Gemini tilted his head and did the math, then looked at Hermione again. "Going from the suburbs to King's Cross Station is not on the way here."

"Shut up! Was I discussing whether it was on the way with you?" The little girl immediately bristled at his words.

"I am sorry."

"I do not need your apology!"

Behind Hermione, Mr. Granger amusedly pulled her to his side and looked at Gemini approvingly. "Hermione was worried that you might not catch the train, so we decided to come and pick you up. You do not mind us meddling, do you?"

Gemini nodded gently. "Of course not. Thank you very much for thinking of me."

Holding Hedwig, Gemini got into Mr. Granger's car. Hermione sat there with her arms folded, still sulking.

"I honestly cannot believe that after an entire month, you did not send me a single letter! I mean, we are classmates at least, right? You not only lied to me, but stood me up too, and I was still worried that you might miss the train!"

In the front passenger seat, Mrs. Granger giggled while Gemini sat in the back with an awkward expression.

"Gemini, what did you learn from this?" Mrs. Granger turned around and asked. "For example, how you should interact with girls?"

Gemini thought for a moment, thoughtfully pinching his chin. "Do not lie to girls, or they will remember it for the rest of their lives."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. and Mrs. Granger burst into laughter. Hermione's little face turned bright red with anger, and she trembled all over.

Finally, amid Mr. and Mrs. Granger's laughter, they got out of the car and arrived at King's Cross Station. It was already ten o'clock. In one hour, the Hogwarts Express would depart from here for Hogwarts.