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Dumbledore lived up to his title as the strongest wizard. His reaction was very fast, very fast. He used Flash to dodge almost as soon as the gunfire rang out.

However, when he appeared next to Remy, his chest was already covered in fluorescent green.

He is faster and the gun is faster!

"Technology changes life, what do you think?" Remy asked without raising his head.

Dumbledore showed a helpless smile and said to himself that you don't need to teach me this. Do you think I have never been to the Muggle world in so many years?

Seeing that Remy was busy, Dumbledore did not disturb Remy. Instead, he studied the paint on his chest.

After studying for a while and finding that the cleaning spell was ineffective, Dumbledore realized the seriousness of the problem - and turned to study the gun again.

After dismantling the gun, I couldn't find anything. I could only see that there was a strong magical aura on it, so I was sure that it was not a gun from the Muggle world.

...In fact, this can be concluded without research, because the machine in the corner is continuously producing new firearms and magazines.

So Dumbledore ran to the machine again and studied the production machine, touching and touching it like a curious baby.

"I didn't expect you to actually make them... What are you going to do with these guns? Put them in your shop for sale?" Dumbledore asked.

"We won't sell it for now. Let's stock up first," Remy said.

"Are the bullets in these magazines the same as the ones just now?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes."

After getting the definite answer, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the magazine and assembled the gun together, studied it, and then shot Remy.

Bang~

Remy:…

Remy, who was instantly confused by the fluorescent green face, was speechless.

"Dear Principal Dumbledore, is it really okay for you to treat a good student like this?" Remy asked.

Dumbledore chuckled: "Haha, otherwise would you hand over the tools to remove these paints?"

"Unfortunately, there is no such thing...these colors will disappear automatically after 24 hours. Until then, there is no solution." Remy said.

"Don't you know how to do alchemy? Do it." Dumbledore said.

"Not interested." Remy shook his head: "Just like the poisons in many film and television works that are called the most poisonous in the world, if they have corresponding antidotes, can they still be regarded as the most poisonous in the world? As long as there is an antidote, others will There is a risk of getting it, so the real poison in the world should not make an antidote."

"Well... that makes sense."

Dumbledore thought for a moment and nodded, then turned around and continued studying the production line.

Maybe because magic bullets don't hurt people, they are not dangerous. Dumbledore did not stop Remy, but just warned Remy that it was okay to play like this now, but that was all. It was absolutely impossible to create magic that could hurt people. bullet.

Remy did not fully agree to this, only promising not to produce it at this stage.

"Please pay attention to yourself. If you are imprisoned in Azkaban again because of these firearms, it won't be as easy as last time." Dumbledore reminded.

"Okay, I know what's going on."

As he spoke, Remy snapped his fingers, and one of the boxes in the other corner was opened, and a golden amulet necklace floated out from it and into Dumbledore's hands.

"This is an amulet that can protect against ordinary bullets. It can protect against bullets of various calibers," Remy said.

"Really? Have you told the Ministry of Magic?" Dumbledore asked.

"I told you, but I haven't replied yet, and I don't know what the Ministry of Magic means... I said I was interested at the beginning," Remy said depressedly.

"It's probably an internal debate... Sometimes you think of problems too simply. This thing is likely to arouse the ambitions of groups in the Ministry of Magic that are not friendly to Muggles." Dumbledore said.

"It's not easy to overestimate your own capabilities. The future of the wizarding world must be to live in harmony with the Muggles. Want to attack the Muggle world with a small amulet? They must not know what a missile is!" Remy was disdainful. said.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at Remy again, a different and strange light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, he felt that he understood Remy a little bit.

Because I understand a little bit, I am even more surprised.

"I probably understand."

Dumbledore pushed up his glasses, then picked up a gun from the conveyor belt, and then picked up a full magazine and loaded it: "Do you mind if I take it and study it?"

"I don't mind, just pay me, one galleons." Remy said.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment: "So expensive?"

"Is it expensive? I still think it's too cheap." Remy raised his head: "Now five pounds can be exchanged for one galleons. Five pounds can't buy such a gun in the Muggle world."

"But this isn't a real gun!" Dumbledore said.

"Who says it's not a real gun? If I hadn't changed the caliber, this gun could fire bullets from the Muggle world!"

hiss~

Dumbledore took a breath and gained a new understanding of the gun in his hand.

"Fortunately you changed it, otherwise..."

Shaking his head, Dumbledore took out a gold coin from his pocket and flicked it towards Remy.

"I'm leaving first... Professor McGonagall is still waiting for me, and I don't know how to explain the gun problem to her later. She is much more conservative than me in this regard," Dumbledore said.

"Wait a minute, the gun is one galleons, but the bullets are charged separately. Every hundred rounds of bullets are sold..."

"Oh."

swoosh~

"Boiled!"

Seeing Dumbledore disappearing in an instant, Remy swore loudly and pointed his finger at the place where Dumbledore disappeared to express his sincere blessing for Dumbledore's shabby behavior.

Eliminate distracting thoughts and continue to design grand plans and great achievements, and time passes unknowingly.

After the bullet expired, Remy still lived a reclusive life, busy every day.

In the blink of an eye, the final exam came quietly.

Relying on the memory glasses, Remy successfully passed the final exam and survived for another year.

Remy did not go home during the holidays, nor did he go to Nico Flamel's house, but stayed at Hogwarts Castle.

Hogwarts was deserted during the holidays. Even most of the professors left the castle to go home to live. Only a few who had families in the school stayed at the school.

For example, Mr. Filch and Hagrid, as well as two old people.

Remy was confused when he saw how gorgeously Grindelwald decorated the Chamber of Secrets, but he just thought it was Grindelwald's personal aesthetic preference. However, when he went to Grindelwald for tutoring during the holidays, he realized that he was a little too young. .

This old guy really decorated the secret room as his own home, and even "hidden the beauty in the golden house"!

Although he didn't see anything he shouldn't have seen that time, Remy never went to the secret room to find Grindelwald again after that time, just in case he saw something he shouldn't have seen and was killed.

In order to avoid certain aspects of your hobbies being led astray.