Night Wandering and Dumbledore

The very next morning, Gemini heard from Adrian that Harry had been admitted to the Gryffindor Quidditch team as an exception.

In fact, Adrian didn't even need to say anything, because at breakfast, a large flock of owls delivered a long package to Harry containing the Nimbus 2000 that Professor McGonagall had sent him.

Look at someone's Head of House? And look at you, Snape!

Gemini sighed inwardly. Fortunately, he had his own weapon shop and had bought a Firebolt early on, so he didn't need to envy Harry's Nimbus 2000.

What Gemini didn't know was that Professor McGonagall had been hesitant about Harry joining the team at first. When she was observing Harry, she had also seen Gemini's flying skills. If Harry was allowed to join the team as an exception, then there would be no reason to stop the "bug-like" Gemini from joining.

It wasn't until yesterday, when she heard about Gemini being admitted as an exception, that she immediately slammed the table and had Harry join the Gryffindor team. Then, she used Floo powder all the way to London and ordered a Nimbus 2000 for Harry from the Quidditch Emporium.

Someone else's Head of House...

Gemini regretted not listening to the Sorting Hat's advice back then.

Even if he had been sorted into Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff, he figured Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout wouldn't have hesitated at all.

But what else could he do?

He had chosen his own house, so even if he knelt... even if he knelt and begged, Dumbledore wouldn't allow him to transfer.

Fortunately, Snape still had a bit of a conscience. He had asked the prefect, Dai Weisi, to deliver a note to Gemini.

The note stated that Gemini was to report to his office punctually every Saturday evening at six o'clock, as Snape intended to train him in Silent Spells.

"I don't want to see you shouting like an idiot when you wave your wand anymore—"

That's what the note said...

In Gemini's opinion, the Silent Spell was the benchmark for a wizard's competence. Once the Silent Spell was mastered, a wizard's combat power would instantly soar.

A thought took far less time than a spoken word. The time it took to shout a spell was enough for a wizard of Snape's caliber to cast three Silent Spells.

At six o'clock in the evening, when Gemini arrived at Snape's office, Snape was skinning a dead toad. The potion in the cauldron beside him was boiling, and white mist filled the entire room.

To be honest, regardless of Snape's personality or character, his potion-making skills were truly top-notch! Watching Snape's fluid movements felt like appreciating an art form.

"I think you should have learned the Disarming Charm by now," Snape said without looking up. "Cast the Disarming Charm at that dummy, and don't make a sound."

Gemini didn't waste any words. He directly took out his wand from his pocket, aimed it at the dummy at the other end of the room, concentrated, and flicked his wand.

Whoosh—

The wooden stick in the dummy's hand spun out, hitting Snape on the head and causing Snape's head to involuntarily droop.

The atmosphere in the office instantly froze...

Gemini didn't dare to look at Snape's face, as he felt that his expression must be terrible right now.

"Mmm—" Gemini sighed powerlessly, "Sorry, Professor, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly..."

"Get—out..."

Gemini fled in a panic.

It wasn't until he reached the main hall on the first floor that he still felt a sense of disbelief.

Was the Silent Spell that easy to learn?

But on second thought, it didn't seem that exaggerated. After injecting the Spider Serum, his own thinking ability and concentration had improved to a certain extent. Moreover, he had absorbed some of Voldemort's soul power. It wasn't strange to have such magical talent.

He silently recited the Water-Making Spell, but his wand tip remained unresponsive.

Gemini understood. It seemed that his success just now was purely accidental.

Although his own talent was excellent, in his current state, even if he could successfully use the Silent Spell, it wouldn't always work. He still needed to practice more.

The reason he succeeded on the first try in the office just now was likely due to his concentrated attention and a bit of luck.

However, if he could succeed once, he could succeed a second time. Gemini decided to practice a few more times today.

Wednesday, late at night.

Gemini was, as usual, wandering through the dark castle.

This was one of his few hobbies. Since enrolling, the only things that brought him joy, besides Quidditch, were his night wanderings.

Hogwarts Castle had stood on this land for a thousand years, containing the wisdom and secrets of dozens of generations. Gemini could always find enjoyment here.

For example, last Friday night, Gemini discovered an inconspicuous small room. The room was empty, with only a table, a notebook, and a quill.

The notebook was enormous and incredibly thick, while the quill was much more ordinary.

The thick, oversized notebook lay open on the table, filled with densely written names and dates.

According to a white-bearded old man who happened to pass by at the time, this quill captured the magical fluctuations of every newborn wizard in all of Britain, including Scotland, and recorded their names in this book.

In his previous life, Gemini had heard of such a thing, but he hadn't expected it to be at Hogwarts, not the Ministry of Magic.

The reason Hogwarts' admissions weren't interfered with by the pure-blood supporters of the Ministry of Magic was likely because of this quill.

Gemini also found his name in the notebook, and all the wizards on the same page as him were from his year.

For example, Harry, born on July 31st.

And Hermione, born on September 19th.

Suddenly, Gemini stopped his wandering and hung upside down from the ceiling.

September 19th...

It feels like tomorrow, doesn't it? Today is September 18th, Wednesday...

It's also Gryffindor's Astronomy Observation day. Hermione should be at the observatory right about now.

"Ah... it seems you, like me, have trouble sleeping, Mr. Fox."

An aged voice sounded from below. Gemini looked down to see a white-bearded old man with half-moon spectacles standing on the ground, looking at him with a cheerful grin.

"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore," Gemini said with a smile, flipping over and landing from the roof. "I'm just fascinated by astronomy, and I thought I'd join the Gryffindor students for an astronomy lesson."

"This isn't the way to the observatory," Dumbledore teased. "If Filch catches you, I imagine you'll be in quite a bit of trouble."

"He can't catch me," Gemini chuckled slyly. "He can't even see my shadow."

"Fortunately, you're the only one with this unique and powerful ability. I can't even imagine what the Weasley twins would be like with it," Dumbledore said, unable to help but laugh. "Good heavens, it's terrifying, isn't it?"

"You can say that..." Gemini chuckled sheepishly.

"I can see that you've made exploring Hogwarts at night into a bit of a game. Can you tell me what you've discovered these past few days?" Dumbledore asked Gemini gently. "I was just about to head to the kitchens to ask the house-elves for some dessert. Would you like to join me?"

"The kitchens?" Gemini thought for a moment. "Perfect. Can I ask them to help me make a cake?"

Dumbledore nodded. "Of course."

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