Felix Felicis Poisoning

Lily asked anxiously, "How is Harry?"

Oren waved his hand and said, "He won't die anytime soon. His condition isn't as bad as that of the unfortunate guy from the Greengrass Family."

Grindelwald asked curiously, "Kid, how are you planning to treat this?"

"The Killing Curse —a highly precise Killing Curse to take that soul fragment—but it's still not possible at the moment."

"Oh my god!" Lily gasped, covering her mouth in surprise.

Snape forced a hint of sympathy onto his expressionless face.

Grindelwald nodded and said, "Your treatment method... is quite innovative."

"I call this taking an unconventional approach, okay?"

Harry complained, "This is way off Merlin's grandma's house! Since I'm not going to be busy for a while, I'm going to the Quidditch Pitch. If I don't go soon, something's definitely going to happen."

Harry comforted Lily for a few moments, then glared at Snape a few more times.

Outside the office door, Ron exclaimed in surprise, "Harry, when did you become so brave? You're only the second man to dare glare at the old bat!"

"I bet Snape will deal with him later," Oren analyzed. "After all, he could still take care of Harry before because he had eyes like Lily's."

"Now that Lily is really here, Harry, this inadequate substitute, is useless."

Harry shook his head. "No, no, quite the opposite. As long as my mom's around, I can only put up with whatever the old Batman is unhappy about. I actually enjoy seeing his expression of displeasure, but he can't kill me."

Hermione cautioned, "But that doesn't mean Professor Snape won't make things difficult for you later, right?"

Harry...

Oren suggested, "Honestly, it's unavoidable that Lily was taken advantage of by that boar Snape, so we might as well ask Snape to sell Lily for a good price."

Harry quipped, "Don't you feel any guilt at all if it's not your mom?"

Oren...

Hermione reminded her, "Once we defeat You-Know-Who, Aunt Lily can leave Hogwarts, right?"

"It's possible she'll leave, but it's also unlikely," Oren analyzed. "Didn't you all realize that Professor McGonagall intends for her to take over the Transfiguration professorship?"

The three little ones...

Harry and Ron left the castle for the Quidditch Pitch, while Oren and Hermione returned to the common room.

Kreacher, holding a jug of orange juice, said, "Young master, you should pay more attention to the Greengrass Family girls."

Hermione glared at Kreacher.

"Isn't this what you call taking it seriously? I was even prepared to dilute some Elixir of Life to prolong that poor little girl's life!"

Kreacher quietly took a few steps away from Hermione.

"Ahem... Young Master, the Black family is Pure-blood families."

Oren...

"Come on, Kreacher, look at those so-called Pure-blood families these days."

"The Malfoy family has had only one son per generation for generations, the Greengrass Family is cursed, Pansy Parkinson's looks like a poodle."

"None of them are mentally or physically sound. Sirius Black's impulsiveness alone is enough to earn him a place in a mental hospital."

"My dear Kreacher, you wouldn't want the Black family to become like those neurotic individuals and perish, would you?"

Kreacher...

Hermione hummed an unknown tune as she left the Gryffindor Tower, Kreacher returned dejectedly to the kitchen, Oren chose to go back to his dormitory to start his business.

Time flew by, and the day of the competition arrived quickly.

At the Gryffindor table in the early morning, Ron stared intently at the food, his face pale, but he didn't touch a single bite.

Harry reassured him, "Don't be nervous, I was like that the first time I competed."

Ron drank the beverage Harry offered him in one gulp.

Hermione whispered, "Harry, did you put Felix Felicis in Ron's drink?"

After glancing at the intact wax seal on the bottle of Felix Felicis, Hermione understood and began her act, lecturing Harry on how he could cheat.

Oren rolled his eyes, took out Felix Felicis, poured a small cup, and handed it to Ron.

Two little ones!!!

Hermione snatched the bottle and whispered, "How could you really cheat?"

Oren curled his lip. "As everyone knows, a little rich kid isn't really a big deal. This small cup of magic and hard work isn't a big deal."

Ron stood up confidently and said, "Let's get this going, Harry, let's go have a match!"

After the two had walked a distance Hermione exclaimed, "Oren, look! It says 'Triple Concentration' on the bottle!"

"Huh? Concentrated?" Oren counted on his fingers and said, "This is a lethal dose."

Hermione!!!

In the stands, a young Gryffindor wizard said, "Did you hear? Slytherin's Chaser went to the Hospital Wing this morning."

Another young wizard said, "Malfoy has also taken leave, so this time the advantage is on our side, Gryffindor."

Oren asked Will, who was sitting next to him, "Where did that Malfoy kid go?"

"He's working on poison; he probably wants to kill Dumbledore."

Hermione asked curiously, "Professor Will, what subject are you teaching at Hogwarts now?"

"Me? I guess I'd say I'm a handyman now."

Oren suddenly realized, "No wonder Filch was always so irritable; it turns out he's got someone stealing his job."

Will...

Hermione...

With the help of magic, the Gryffindor Quidditch Team won easily, and apart from Ginny's divine wind attack on the commentator's platform, nothing unexpected happened.

Harry forcibly pulled Ron into the courtyard, anxiously asking, "What's wrong with Ron? He seems a bit out of it."

Hermione pouted and said, "It's all Oren's Felix Felicis; Ron drank the concentrated version."

Oren asked, "Ron, do you think you're going to get beaten up?"

"Impossible, brother. I feel like I have absolutely no worries right now. Everything I wish for comes true, you know? I feel incredibly strong right now."

The three exchanged a glance, Oren reluctantly unleashed his attack. "Merciless Iron Hand! Crippling Strike! Hogwarts Guillotine!"

In the Hospital Wing, Lily, sporting the face of a strange witch, said reproachfully, "That child drank an overdose of Felix Felicis. I hope he won't become addicted."

Hermione asked in confusion, "Aunt Lily, what are you doing in the Hospital Wing?"

Oren whispered, "She's like a brick in Hogwarts now, moved wherever she's needed."

Lily...

Harry frowned and asked, "Where did Mom get so much Polyjuice Potion? The Transfiguration assistant has one face, and the Hospital Wing needs another. How many bottles of Potions is that?"

"Where else could it be? Snape gave it to her, of course," Oren retorted. "Aunt Lily has no shortage of Potions right now."

Hermione...

Harry (gritting his teeth)

Ron returned shortly after everyone had waited in the common room.

Harry said, "Back so soon? I thought you'd miss the house celebration."

Ron said resentfully, "I could have come back sooner, but Oren's physical damage was a bit too much."

"I couldn't help it, you were like you were drunk," Oren argued.

"Ronnie!" A little witch rushed toward Ron.

Oren asked in confusion, "When did these two get together?"

Hermione shrugged. "You weren't there then, you missed it."

At the Gryffindor celebration, the two of them were completely oblivious to everyone else and started kissing each other.

Oren: "Pah, disgusting! In broad daylight!"

Hermione: "Pah, disgusting! In broad daylight!"

Harry: "Ugh, disgusting! I have to keep the lights off!"

Oren: "Huh?"

Hermione: "Huh?"