Harry looked at Gemini somewhat unwillingly. "You relied on these things to stop the troll and the Three-Headed Dog?"
He suddenly felt like I could do that too.
In his mind, a foolish-looking troll charged at him, and then he went in with a sliding tackle...
"Of course, there was also a tiny bit of my own skill." Gemini nodded gently.
Harry seriously doubted that "tiny bit" was an understatement. He had seen the Three-Headed Dog before; if it had been him, he probably would not even have been able to run away.
"So you're actually really strong, right?" Ron asked.
Gemini nodded. "That's true. Not to brag, but in a face-to-face fight with me, most wizards would not even have time to draw their wands."
"If you want to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts from me, I can teach you right now. Do you want to?" Gemini asked gently.
"Yes!" Harry and Ron's eyes were full of excitement.
Then...
The Potions office.
Snape's gaze swept over Harry and Ron's faces behind Gemini, and a mocking curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Well, look who's here. The famous Mr. Potter—"
Harry and Ron both seemed to turn into stick figures...
Just from the expressions on their faces, Gemini could imagine their inner despair.
Harry opened his mouth numbly. "You didn't tell us we were practicing here..."
"It's fine. You know now." Gemini shrugged. "I found myself two companions to practice spells with, Professor."
"Are you sure they're companions, not targets or something?" Snape snorted. "I wonder if they could last five seconds against you. Perhaps I should be bolder."
"Sorry to bother you, Professor. We'll be leaving now." Harry turned to go.
The moment he turned around, Snape's irritating voice drifted lazily from behind him.
"Look at