Frizzy-Haired Baboon

Harry wasn't particularly interested in what was going on between Ginny and Dean; after all, he wasn't a gossip.

He sat down in the chair, took out the Crystal Ball, and planned to find a video to watch.

Recently, Mr. LeMay has taken on quite a few apprentices in his alchemy lab, and has even collaborated with a Muggle named Steve to develop some built-in "apps" for the Crystal Ball. Harry doesn't really understand what these "apps" are, but he finds them impressive.

Steve left a deep impression on Harry; he seemed to have many ingenious ideas. And Steve for Mr. LeMay went beyond mere admiration; he practically worshipped him like a god.

"Actually, I originally wanted to return to my original company as a consultant," Steve and Harry said. "But Mr. LeMay's recruitment ad caught my eye—so I thought, why not? So I sent Mr. LeMay Mr. LeMay email on a whim, and when I first met him, I was absolutely stunned—."

Then, Steve spent a full half hour recounting his shock at learning of the existence of the Magical World.

After Steve joined, the development of the Crystal Ball seemed to enter a transformative phase.

First, at Steve's suggestion, Mr. LeMay made the Crystal Ball into a small, square shape that was easier to hold and handle with one hand—not much bigger than Chocolate Frog Card, but just the right size for one hand. Then, again at Steve's suggestion, Mr. LeMay developed an even larger product, which was the size of two Notebook, had better performance, and projected clearer videos, but was a bit too big.

But many wizards are willing to buy into it.

From then on, Mr. LeMay officially named these two products the Philosopher's Stone Phone Gen 1 and the Philosopher's Stone Tablet 1.

generation.

It seems Mr. LeMay is gearing up to develop the next generation of products.

"It's actually the Philosopher's Stone 1!" Ron said with some envy. "Is this Mr. LeMay's latest product?"

Harry then remembered this, took out several cell phones from his wallet, and called out to Ginny, who was yelling at Thomas.

For a fleeting moment, Harry saw a resemblance to Mrs. Weasley in Ginny.

"This is Mr. LeMay's latest product, and you will all receive one." Harry handed the new product to them. "Just attach them to your original Crystal Ball, and the data will be transmitted—sorry, I received these this morning. They were supposed to be sent to you this morning, but I forgot because we had to go back to school."

"Oh my god, this is wonderful!" Without saying a word, Ron snatched the two products from Harry's hands and stroked them with great affection.

That expression would have been even more vivid if he had said "My Precious" to it.

The other students around him also gathered around. This was the most sought-after item in the Wizarding World recently. They looked at the package in Ron's hands with envy, their eyes almost solidifying into a tangible expression of admiration.

Ginny and Hermione were surrounded by girls, who were all clamoring to see the latest products.

Meanwhile, Ron Ron was still curiously touching his phone.

It's no wonder Ron is so fond of it; after all, it's Mr. LeMay's flagship product, and the latest unreleased Philosopher's Stone series. Being able to get these things ahead of time is enough for him to show off in front of George and Fred.

Sure enough, the first thing he did after turning on his phone was to re-authenticate, and then he called Fred.

Fred didn't answer. After a while, he called George, and that's when the call was finally connected.

"Hi, Ronnie, baby," George greeted him with a grin, "Missing your brothers?"

"Where's Fred?" Ron asked bluntly.

"Fred, Fred just went to the bathroom," George said. "He was just about to call you back when you called me. So, what's up?"

In front of the two of them, Ron opened the packaging of the first generation of the Philosopher's Stone Tablet.

"Look," Ron said with a grin, "This is Mr. LeMay's latest product, the Philosopher's Stone Generation 1 tablet. I'm using the Philosopher's Stone Generation 1 phone right now, aren't you envious? This is the latest model, and it won't be officially announced for release until next February."

Upon hearing Ron's words, the two remained silent for a moment, then a sharp explosion erupted.

"Alright, alright." Ron smiled contentedly, then said to the two of them, "As my older brothers, you two naturally have a share too—keep an eye on tomorrow's packages, I'll have Pigwidgeon deliver them to you."

"You're such a good little brother," Fred and George said with satisfaction. "We both agree that your clothes are a bit worn out—your brothers will pick out a few more handsome Dragonhide jackets for you."

Ron gave an OK sign.

He turned to look at Harry, only to find Harry engrossed in watching a video.

It appears to be a wizard adventuring in the wild.

"Look," the wizard said, looking somewhat disheveled but in good spirits, his eyes sparkling, "If you're out in the wild without food, these insects are a great source of warmth. Let's press our ears against the tree trunk and listen for the sounds of insects inside."

Having said that, the wizard pressed his ear to the tree, and after listening, he picked up his wand and cut open the bark.

"Here it is, this is what I meant."

He reached out and picked up a plump, white worm that was still in the pupa stage, and introduced it to the camera, "These are Rhino Beetle larvae. You can eat them raw, or you can use Charms to start a fire and roast them. I'm telling you, they're a rare delicacy when roasted—but obviously, if we're being hunted by Dark Wizard, using magic will reveal our location, so we'll have to eat them raw."

He tossed the worm, still in its pupa, into his mouth and chewed it with a troubled expression.

"Mmm, tastes like chicken," he said, "But it feels like it's bursting in my mouth. But that's okay, this worm has five times the protein of beef—that's something I learned from Muggle!"

"Ugh!" Ron groaned, a surge of sensation washing over him. "What is this thing? Why is it so scary?"

"Oh." Harry looked up and paused the video. "This is Bear Grylls, a year older than Bill. He's an adventure blogger on a video site—not many viewers at first, but after he shows real wilderness survival skills, you see..."

As he spoke, Harry showed Ron the video on his phone, which displayed a staggering 100,000 views.

This is a truly terrifying number for the Magical World —more than the number of wizards in the British wizarding world!

And this Bale fan has over 100,000 followers, which is quite a large number.

"That's really bizarre," Ron said, rubbing his chest. "Share it with me, I need to see how this guy survives in the wilderness. It's disgusting, but it looks really intriguing—besides these bugs, what else does he eat?"

"Too many to list," Harry shrugged. "Besides insects, he'll eat raw sheep's eyeballs, all sorts of meat, and even try to squeeze undigested food from camels to get water—basically, there's nothing he won't eat..."

Ron has a very vivid imagination; he already has a picture in mind.

But strangely enough, although his intuition told him it was disgusting, he still wanted to try and see what was going on.

The little glutton is...

"No, I need to go back and see what's going on," Ron said resolutely.

Back in his dormitory, Harry gave one gift to each of Seamus and Neville.

The two were naturally very surprised, but Harry said that as roommates and members of the Dueling Club, they deserved such a gift.

Of course, Harry didn't forget his graduating classmates either; Cedric and Megan each received a set as a gift.

As a result, the entire dormitory slept in late the next morning.

Harry and Ron didn't mind, as they didn't have classes for the first two periods in the morning. But Seamus and Neville were in trouble; they had to get up and run to the Great Hall for lunch.

At the start of the new semester, sixth-grade students received a surprise: a large notice had been pinned up on the bulletin board in the Common Room the night before.

Apparition Class: If you are seventeen years of age or older, or will turn seventeen on August 31, you may attend the twelve-week Apparition course taught by the Ministry of Magic Apparition Instructors.

Those who wish to participate, please sign below.

Tuition fee: 12 Galleon.

"This Apparition," Ron asked Harry, scratching his chin, "Should be quite interesting, right? I remember that after Fred and George learned this spell a while ago, they basically didn't need to walk anymore, but instead used Apparition to teleport up and down stairs—by the way, you know this Charms too, don't you?"

"Yes," Harry said briefly, "But this Charms is a bit dangerous; if you're not careful, it can cause your Splinching —of course, now that you're old enough, I can also teach you how to Apparition outside of the professor's lessons."

"That's wonderful!" Ron said excitedly, then suddenly hesitated and asked, "I remember that Apparition aren't allowed at school, right? You seemed to have mentioned it to me back in '70."

"Yes," Harry nodded. "But with the Phoenix's help, you can Apparition freely within the school."

"No wonder," Ron exclaimed, "No wonder Professor Dumbledore always comes and goes so freely, he has a Phoenix!"

Ron wasn't the only one excited about learning Apparition. All day long, people were talking about the course, yearning to be able to disappear and reappear at will.

"How awesome! If only I could—" Seamus snapped his fingers to disappear, "My cousin Figo deliberately used this trick to annoy me. Once I learn it—he won't have a moment's peace—"

Lost in his reverie, he swung his wand a little too hard, turning the spring he was supposed to transform into a water dragon from his Charms Class assignment into a jet of water that bounced off the ceiling and struck Professor Flitwick in the face.

Professor Flitwick waved his wand to dry himself off; he was clearly angry and ordered Seamus to copy "I am a wizard, not a baboon waving a stick" a hundred times.

As a result, Seamus earned the nickname "Curly-haired Baboon."

Because his hair was naturally curly, and although he repeatedly claimed it wasn't from the explosion, Harry clearly remembered that Seamus wasn't naturally curly.

Brothers, who doesn't know who? You're still saying this curly hair isn't from an explosion?

"You're really something now, Seamus," Neville chimed in, delivering a fatal blow to Seamus. "Look at you, you're pretty good with water and fire, creating explosions and water tornadoes—"

Seamus was furious. He wrapped his arm around Neville's head and shoved the back of his hand into Neville's forehead several times.

"So," Seamus asked curiously after joking around with Neville, "Harry, can you tell us what Apparition feels like? You know, we're all very curious—"

"That feeling isn't great, especially when you're not familiar with it," Harry shrugged. "Aside from the Splinching of Apparition failing and Apparition, the first time you Apparate, it feels like you're being squeezed out of a very narrow rubber tube—a strong, suffocating feeling coming from all directions. You can't breathe at all; your chest feels like it's being tightly locked by an iron clamp, your eyes are sunken deep into your head, and your eardrums feel like they're about to explode."

"This... it's so uncomfortable?" the people around exclaimed in astonishment.

"Of course," Harry smiled and said, "Otherwise, why would the age limit for Apparition be set at seventeen?"

"How far can it travel at most?" Seamus asked.

"I don't know the specific limitations, but I do know that as the distance of Apparition increases, its difficulty also increases. Intercontinental Apparition can only be used by highly skilled wizards, otherwise it may result in Splinching, serious injury, or even death," Harry said truthfully.

"And what about you?" Neville asked, "How far can you Apparition?"

"You know," Harry shrugged, "Sometimes I like to spend the weekends in Vienna with Veratia, and then come back on Sunday."

"It's so far!" Neville exclaimed in surprise.

"Just practice more," Harry said with a chuckle. "I was just talking to Ron about how, besides the Apparition lessons at school, I could teach you some Apparition tricks—but only after you've mastered the Charms. I don't want you trying to run before you've even learned to walk, understand?"