Recovery and Restoration

"As for that foolish wager you proposed earlier, you'd better take it to your grave." Snape shot Gemini a gloomy look. "If you don't want me to pursue what happened on the train... But if there's a next time, I'll expel you."

Gemini blinked innocently, tacitly accepting Snape's words.

He had never expected Snape to honor the agreement anyway. It had merely been a joke to begin with. Snape's willingness not to pursue the matter on the train was already the best outcome Gemini could have hoped for; he did not ask for anything more.

"Everyone has secrets. A great wizard has even more secrets that cannot be revealed. I don't know whether you'll become a great wizard in the future, but I know you have secrets." Snape stared at Gemini as he spoke slowly.

"Just how many secrets are hidden beneath that troll-like brute strength of yours?" Snape said, pulling a small vial from his robes. It contained some unknown potion.

"Do you know what this is?"

Gemini blinked. "I suppose... at the very least, it isn't yogurt. The color's wrong."

"Truth Serum..." A strange smile tugged at Snape's face.

"Just three drops will make you spill every deepest, most shameful secret in your heart. If I find out you've caused any more trouble, I can't promise that my hand won't slip someday and add this to your pumpkin juice."

Gemini looked at Snape, seeming as though he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Speak—"

"I don't like pumpkin juice, Professor."

"Bloody hell! Get out! Now! Get out!"

Snape's voice gradually turned furious. Gemini performed a backflip, landing nimbly by the door before throwing it open and running away.

Snape gave a cold snort in the office and returned to his desk.

The day passed without incident.

That night, Gemini appeared on the Seventh Floor once more.

"I need a place to hide things!"

This time, the door to the Room of Requirement was much larger than it had been yesterday. Pushing it open, Gemini entered a vast hall filled with clutter.

Even calling it a hall did the room an injustice—it was simply too enormous!

Piles of miscellaneous objects were stacked like small mountains: tables, chairs, brooms, clothes, statues, cabinets, celestial models, books, toys. It seemed that every imaginable kind of object could be found in this hall.

Gemini searched around. He was looking for a bust of a wizard.

There were many statues in the enormous hall, but Gemini quickly found the one he wanted.

It was a very ugly bust of a wizard, its face covered in pockmarks. Gemini rummaged through the pile of clutter nearby and soon found an old, faded diadem.

"Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure."

Gemini softly read the words engraved at the bottom of the diadem, then casually stored it in an empty storage space.

Detected recyclable item. Recycle?

Detected repairable item. Repair?

A message panel suddenly appeared in Gemini's field of vision.

"What does recycling mean? What does repairing mean?" Gemini asked.

The panel quickly provided an answer.

Recycling allowed him to sell things the Weapon Shop considered valuable to the Weapon Shop. Repairing required a certain amount of currency, but could restore an item to its most valuable state.

Gemini frowned. Whether to recycle it or repair it did not matter, but the problem was that the diadem contained a fragment of Voldemort's soul.

Who knew whether that would cause some unpredictable chemical reaction?

"Do you... have some interest in this soul?" Gemini asked cautiously.

He suddenly realized that storing the diadem in his storage space had been rather rash.

The Weapon Shop had been bound to him ever since his reincarnation. Gemini did not know whether anyone else possessed such a thing, nor did he know what kind of relationship it had with him. They had always kept to themselves, but Gemini had never dared to place too much trust in it.

The shop and the host's soul are one. They share prosperity and ruin; if the host perishes, the shop perishes.

Weapon Shop Rule One: Do not cause psychological or physical harm to the host in any form.

After recycling, any useless soul fragments hidden within the item will be purified and used to strengthen the host's own soul.

After repair, any useless soul fragments hidden within the item will be purified and used to strengthen the host's own soul.

Recycling price: 10,000 Galleons. (Convertible into other currencies)

Repair price: 1,000 Galleons. (Convertible into other currencies)

"Convert it into Pounds Sterling. Repair it." Gemini relaxed slightly. He was still very curious about Ravenclaw's diadem.

As soon as he spoke, the diadem vanished from the storage space. It reappeared shortly afterward, and at the same time, a milky-white orb of light appeared before Gemini.

The orb flickered with white light before sinking into Gemini's body in the blink of an eye.

The sudden change left Gemini slightly stunned. "What was that just now...?"

Pure soul power after purification.

The Weapon Shop gave its answer.

Gemini blinked. The instant the orb disappeared into his body, he had indeed felt an indescribable sense of power.

That feeling did not come from his body, but from the spiritual level.

Soul power can greatly improve the host's Mental Power, concentration, willpower, and talent for controlling their own abilities.

Gemini nodded and took Ravenclaw's diadem out of the storage space.

It looked completely different from its previous shabby state. It had been restored to pristine condition, and anyone could tell at a glance that it was no ordinary item.

Gemini slowly placed the diadem on his head. In an instant, his thoughts became crystal clear!

He had barely listened to Professor Binns's dull lesson during the day, yet now, with a single thought, he could recall every word Professor Binns had said. Difficult points in his spellbook that had troubled him were also solved in an instant.

Ravenclaw's diadem truly lived up to its reputation!

However, Gemini felt that it increased wisdom by strengthening a person's memory, focusing their attention, and broadening their thinking, rather than directly making them smarter.

Even so, its value was immeasurable. The enhancement was right there, and the result was an increase in wisdom.

"How much does this sell for?"

The Weapon Shop quickly gave him a price.

Item: Diadem of Wisdom.

Price: 200,000 Pounds Sterling.

Gemini's mouth twitched. Good thing he had not sold it. That damned profiteer...

Shaking his head, Gemini discovered that once the diadem was placed on his head, it stayed firmly in place. Unless he removed it himself, it would not fall off automatically.

"What a wonderful thing..."

With a face full of admiration, Gemini stored it in the storage space.

"Such an enormous hall. Let's take a look and see whether I can find anything else interesting."

Gemini's eyes seemed to gleam as he looked at the piles of clutter.