Ten golden Gallons fell into Jamini's hands, and Jamini smiled.

"Can you tell me now?" Harry said hard.

"You know, Voldemort is weak now. He has no ability to kill you now, let alone you have the curse of your mother as protection. Even if he recovers his strength, he will have no way to deal with you."

Harry glared: "That's it?"

"Of course, there are other reasons, but now is not the best time to tell you." Jamini spread his hands: "There is another thing I have to remind you."

"What?"

"In fact, it's too early to tell you these things. Once Voldemort is resurrected, because you are the Horcrux, he will know these things from your head through the connection between the two of you."

Jamini smiled sly: "Once he is prepared, it is not that easy to kill."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Harry's face turned pale.

"You have to ask~" Jamini spread his hands innocently: "But this is not impossible to solve. If you learn brain closure, he will have no way to do it."

"I'll learn it now!" Harry said anxiously, "So how to learn it? That brain closure."

"Well... I think about it." Jaminie pinched her chin and thought: "Hogwarts...No... Perhaps from the perspective of the entire British magic world, the three people with the most excellent brain enclosure technique should be in Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape, I--"

"Can you teach me?" Harry's eyes were filled with hope.

"Of course, why not?" Jamini smiled: "One thousand gallon, you can learn it, really!"

Harry's face froze: "I know..."

"Dumbledore probably has no time to teach you, and except me, if it were someone else, he wouldn't be able to teach you in less than half a year." Jamini looked like a profiteer: "Maybe you can ask Professor Snape to teach you?"

Harry gasped for a few breaths and turned and left. He couldn't bear to see Jamini's ugly face: "Very good, then I'll go find him!"

Jamini smiled, disregarded her concern, took out a bottle of lemonade from her arms, leaned against the pillars of the corridor and started drinking leisurely.

In less than half an hour, Harry came back with a pale face.

"I don't have a thousand Garons now, they are all stored in the vault."

Jamini took out the paper and pen: "It's okay, we can write an IOU. Be careful. The repayment date is before September next year. If the contract is breached, your face will be covered with pustules that cannot be removed..."

"Are you a devil?" Harry stared.

"Just kidding..." Jamini smiled softly, "The devil has no means of mine."

Harry: "…"

Seeing Harry signing the IOU, Jamini put it away and spent a huge sum of 500 pounds to buy a brain closure surgery.

A flawless ball of light appeared in Jamini's hands, and then in Harry's surprised gaze, Jamini grabbed the ball of light and patted it gently on Harry's head.

A huge amount of knowledge poured into Harry's mind in an instant. Harry widened his eyes in surprise, as if he had used it countless times. He easily cleared his brain.

"This is brain closure..."

Harry muttered to himself in a daze: "But why did Snape still take the lead on me just now? If I hadn't been running fast..."

"There is only me, Harry, in the sky, in the earth." Jamini smiled gently: "Only I can let you learn so quickly. As long as you can use it in combat or war, whether it is knowledge or weapons, you can buy it from me."

"Jimini, I wanted to ask a long time ago, who are you?" Harry looked at Jamini in confusion: "It seems that nothing can hinder you..."

"I am a businessman, strictly speaking, you can understand me as a weapon merchant and an arms dealer." Jamini said seriously: "As long as you have enough money, I can even let you surpass Dumbledore easily."

"Then what weapons do you have to defeat Voldemort?" Harry asked hurriedly.

"Oh... that's too much."

Jamini said gently: "I have an antimatter bomb here, which is only a little bit bigger than a palm, which is very convenient to carry. As long as it explodes, let alone Voldemort, all living creatures on this planet will die! The retail price is 200 million pounds. Do you want to buy it? If you want to buy it, it's best to be quick. Judging from the current economic development of society, in a few decades, this thing will be at least 2 billion..."

"I don't have that much money..." Harry's face turned pale: "And is there anyone who is only targeting him?"

"Of course there is!" Jamini smiled and said, "Anti-equipment sniper, Barrett series, you only need to practice shooting skills frequently, and then sneak around a few hundred meters away. With one shot, most of his body exploded."

"He has a Horcrux, he can't die..." Harry frowned.

"But he will live worse than death, right?" Jamini smiled and said, "You have enough time to destroy the remaining Horcruxes. When all Horcruxes are destroyed, his weak body will also be scattered."

"How did you sell it?" Harry looked a little moved.

"This thing has a market price, and it costs about 8,000 to 10,000 US dollars in the US market. According to the current exchange rate, it should cost 1,300,000 to Gallon, but I can give you a little cheaper."

Jamini raised a finger: "Barrett M90, one thousand!"

Harry opened his mouth and asked, "USD?"

"You've learned bad things, Harry." Jamini looked serious.

"Yes, after all, I have known you for so long..." Harry sighed: "But this thing is no different from a fire stick for a wizard?"

"In fact, if you are hit by a spell, the result will be the same regardless of whether you are holding a gun or a wand." Jamini spread his hands: "And I can help you impose a protective spell on the gun."

Harry hesitated for a while and nodded: "Then I will believe you once, I will buy one."

Jaminie took out paper and pen and gave it to Harry, and said with a smile: "It's really good, what else should I buy?"

"Minor wizards cannot use magic outside of school." Harry thought for a while: "Can I sell my self-defense stuff?"

The next moment, Jamini took out a revolver from his arms and pointed the barrel at Harry's forehead.

"Colt Python! It is made of stainless steel, the core of the club is made of 44 Magnum bullets, eight inches long, with a polished surface, compact structure, and extremely small recoil. Even your strength can be used easily. It is my favorite revolver!"

"There was a saying in the United States that Lincoln gave the slaves freedom, and Colt gave the slaves equality."

Jamini said, swinging the gun handle flexibly with his fingers. The pistol quickly turned around his fingers a few times, and pointed the gun handle at Harry: "Come and try?"

To be honest, the Colt Python gun seems to have a fatal attraction to men, whether it is in appearance or power.

Almost the moment he got it, Harry couldn't bear to let it go.

"I want two!"
Chapter completed!