Weasley, You Are My Goddess

Let me ask everyone a question: if one day your best friend turned into a girl—and a super beautiful girl at that—what would you do?

Harry had run into exactly this problem. That morning, his good friend Ron, who should now be called Ronnie, had finally accepted the reality of becoming a girl and walked out of the dormitory.

Harry stared blankly as a delicate, stunning girl with long fiery-red hair, fair skin, and a curvaceous figure walked up to him.

"Are you Ron... no, Ronnie?" Harry felt his heart race. This was the feeling of falling for someone.

Horatio, who had just returned to the dormitory carrying a hoe from the greenhouse, also froze. He took out the Permanent Gender-Swap Potion he had made and checked the ingredient list on the back of the bottle. I didn't add any ingredients with beautifying effects, did I?

Harry brought Ronnie to the Great Hall, and every young wizard present stared in shock. Damn! Who was this? She was so beautiful.

Fred and George exchanged a glance. "That's our little brother... no, little sister?"

Ginny watched her sister acting so intimately with the boy she liked. There was no way she could win. It was all Horatio's fault.

Horatio sneezed and continued analyzing why Ron had become so beautiful after turning into a she. His final conclusion was that the Weasley family genes were indeed powerful.

After breakfast, Harry prepared to attend Quidditch practice. Last year, he had won the Quidditch Cup for Gryffindor, which had made him incredibly happy. This year, he would work hard to win it again.

"When are you going to do the work in my greenhouse, house-elf No. 2?" Horatio appeared behind Harry like a ghost, pressed a hand onto his shoulder, and said darkly, "Do you want to become Ronnie's roommate again?"

Snape, who happened to be passing by, heard this and gave Horatio an approving look. Please, by all means, do it.

Snape had long since gotten a sample of Horatio's potion, but after analyzing it for ages, even consulting the formula Horatio had left on the back of the potion bottle, he still could not reproduce the Permanent Gender-Swap Potion. He could only make temporary versions.

Horatio said that first, their talents differed by only a tiny amount, but that tiny amount was the difference between a mortal and a god. Second, this potion was not merely a potion—it also contained the principles of Human Alchemy.

Horatio had begun integrating the knowledge he had mastered long ago. Transfiguration combined with Alchemy was relatively simple, and he had succeeded at it ages ago. He had also worked out Potions combined with Alchemy; the Permanent Gender-Swap Potion was one result. He had even figured out Alchemy combined with Herbology. Otherwise, why would the plants in his greenhouse mature so quickly?

As for combining Herbology, Alchemy, Transfiguration, and Potions all together, Horatio could only say that he had already succeeded. When the time came, he would let Old Deng witness the power of another world's pair of gays who had fought because of their differing ideals joining forces.

Susanoo clad in a giant Buddha statue; the two of them could wipe out four nations.

Back in reality, Harry was desperately begging Horatio to let him go train when a melodious voice, sweet as a lark's, rebuked him, "Let him go!!!"

Ronnie strode forward and rescued Harry from Horatio's clutches. She glared angrily at Horatio. Now, she had nothing left to fear.

"Oh? You've got some nerve now. Did Fish Leong give you the courage to challenge me? Don't think I won't mess with you just because you've become a girl." Horatio said that even if Hermione and Pheobe offended him, he would still mess with them—unless he was asking to get beaten himself.

"Come on, then. I'm not afraid of you. If you dare touch me, I'll tell Professor McGonagall." Ronnie thrust out her ample chest. Having accepted becoming a girl, the first thing she had learned was how to tattle.

"Tch, as if I'm scared of her..." Horatio still let Harry go. It was best not to provoke a menopausal giant female Hakimi.

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"Fine, just you wait. I'll be back!" Horatio turned and left the Great Hall. Once he returned, he would develop a camera specifically for recording Animagus transformations.

With tears streaming down his face, Harry held Ronnie's hand and said, "Weasley, you are my goddess."

Harry brought Ronnie and Neville to the Quidditch pitch, with his little fan Colin Creevey trailing behind them.

The moment they arrived, they found Wood and the Gryffindor players clashing with a group of people in green robes. They quickly ran over to see what was happening.

"Enough! Flint, I was here first." Wood shouted at Flint, the Slytherin team captain. "This is Gryffindor's training time! Get out!"

Flint said dismissively, "I have a note personally signed by Professor Snape. He has allowed us to train our new Seeker here."

"A new Seeker? Who?" Harry, who had just arrived and did not know what was going on, asked.

"Me! Scarhead." Malfoy stepped out smugly from behind six tall teammates. "Take a look at the new Flying Broomsticks my father bought for our team."

The Slytherin players raised their Flying Broomsticks together. There were seven sleek, gleaming brooms, each engraved with the golden words "Nimbus 2001."

Fred said boredly, "Want to compare speeds with it?" Then he pulled the turbojet broomstick Horatio had modified from the Bag of Holding Horatio had given them.

"Nimbus 200 Billion" was engraved on it in pure gold. Fred sat atop it as eight floating roaming cannons unfolded around him. He provocatively said to Malfoy, "Come on, come on. I'll take all of you alone. Let me show you what I can do in a one-against-seven."

"Enough, Weasley. What can you do besides rely on Horatio?" Malfoy glared at Fred. "The poverty of your family is carved into your bones."

"Malfoy, how dare you insult the Weasley family? You will pay for this." Ronnie pulled her magic wand from inside her robes and pointed it at him.

Malfoy turned and saw the most beautiful red-haired girl he had ever seen in his life pointing a magic wand at him. He was instantly dumbfounded and forgot to dodge her spell.

A green light shot from Ronnie's wand tip and struck Malfoy in the chest, knocking him onto the grass.

Malfoy died at the age of twelve.

Just kidding. With Flint's support, Malfoy slowly got back to his feet, let out a huge burp, and a slug fell from his mouth onto the grass.

"Get them!!!" Flint furiously shouted at the players behind him.

The Red Lion Society Gryffindors and the Green Snake Party Slytherins broke out into a massive brawl on the field, fighting for control of the Quidditch pitch.

Harry cast the Shield Charm on himself and picked off the Slytherin students one by one with the Disarming Charm. He truly had to thank Horatio for the special training last school year. He could attack and defend alike, beating the Slytherin players into a complete rout.

Fred and George took out prank props they had made with Horatio from the Bag of Holding, tormenting the Slytherin players beyond endurance.

In the end, the massive brawl concluded with a crushing Gryffindor victory, with a score of 7–0.

Horatio, a spider enthusiast, was burying a massive pile of spider corpses from the Slytherin Chamber and had no idea that he had profoundly influenced the outcome of a brawl.

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