Heading to Diagon Alley

It's Saturday, and Ron and Neville got up early this morning.

The other Ravenclaws, out of habit, also woke up at 8 o'clock and couldn't fall back asleep.

Warm sunlight streamed into the dormitory through the elegant arched windows draped with blue and bronze silk. Everyone, except Ryan, was huddled around Ron, checking the long shopping list they had written the night before.

The Weasley family arranged to meet Ron at 9:30 in their letter, and there was still a long time before that time.

The group first went to the Great Hall of Hogwarts to have breakfast.

At this moment, the Great Hall was sparsely populated, with only a few students scattered around the tables of the other houses, except for Ravenclaw.

Ryan couldn't help but think to himself, no wonder the Ravenclaw Harry Potter's perspective. Harry's original timeline was that of a traditional Gryffindor, attending classes on time and often skipping breakfast.

On rest days, a time for students to bond, the Gryffindor version of Harry is probably still fast asleep in his dorm at this time.

After the meal, Ron and Neville, along with a nervous Harry and a few other new students who had come to join the fun, headed to the Gryffindor Headmaster's office on the second floor.

Of course, to be on the safe side and avoid Peeves, Harry first sent the other freshmen back to the Ravenclaw Common Room before heading up to the second floor.

Before they even entered, everyone could hear the conversation.

"Molly Weasley, it's been a long time." It was Professor McGonagall's voice, which was exceptionally gentle and kind.

"Professor, yes, it's been a long time since I've been back to Hogwarts. I really want to go to the Gryffindor Tower again." A gentle and kind voice replied, and Ron next to him stiffened.

"McGonagall, why didn't you greet me first?" A woman's voice, old and dignified, rang out, and Neville stopped in his tracks, feeling uneasy.

"Hey Augusta, what are you doing here? Didn't you stop talking to me? Ever since you failed Charms Class and I got an excellent grade," Professor McGonagall said playfully.

"Minerva, Molly Weasley is here! You—"

Neville's eyes widened, his mouth gaped open enough to fit a fist, while Harry and Ron exchanged bewildered glances.

"Not only that, by the way, little ones outside, come in." Professor McGonagall drew her wand, waved it, and the door creaked open.

Neville nervously twisted his hands.

Ron's ears turned red again.

Harry was uneasy.

Ryan sat suspended in mid-air like a ghost, resting his chin on his hand, watching the scene with a meaningful expression.

The other Ravenclaw freshmen who wanted to go to Diagon Alley together

For example, Michael, Terry, Anthony, and others, seeing that things were not going well, secretly bent down and backed away.

"Harry? Did you bring your friend here? There's Peeves here—" The McGonagall Church had obviously already known about the power of Harry's Peeves-Repelling Device.

"Professor, I wanted to ask if we could go together—" Harry quickly blurted out his request before Professor McGonagall could finish speaking.

"Of course, that would be perfect," said the plump woman next to Professor McGonagall, interrupting Harry.

Ron quickly looked at the fat woman with a surprised expression; she must be Ron's mother, Molly Weasley.

"Molly Weasley, I'm afraid I can't. I might have to be the bad guy. Mr. Potter didn't get permission to leave Hogwarts. That's the rule."

"Potter, did you hear what I just said? I suggest you go back to the common room and get some rest, or take a stroll around Hogwarts on your day off," Professor McGonagall said sternly. Neville and Ron didn't dare to reply.

"Minerva, you're still so stubborn. What's wrong with taking a child to Diagon Alley? Don't you trust me and Molly?" An old woman wearing a hat with an old eagle specimen on top, dressed in green, and carrying a large red handbag interrupted with a look of dissatisfaction.

She must be Neville's grandmother.

"There was Dark Wizard break into Gringotts, and Potter doesn't have a compelling reason to go—" Professor McGonagall replied.

Before she could finish speaking, Harry quickly said, "It was just a spur-of-the-moment decision, I'm not going."

Then, about 10 minutes later, the Weasley Twins, Percy and Percy, arrived.

"Mom, this isn't fair!" Unsurprisingly, the Weasley Twins also insisted on going to Diagon Alley.

"Mom, we haven't been given permission, so I'm afraid I can't go to Diagon Alley with you. Fred, George, and you two stop making a fuss."

"Last time I saw you guys threatening a freshman—" Percy said with a frown, before Fred George covered his mouth from both ends.

"That's Malfoy family brat!" George emphasized.

Ryan was overjoyed; it turned out Malfoy really had been taught a lesson that day.

It's a real shame that Percy, being so nosy, stopped them.

As for why Ryan discovered he was George, it wasn't because Ryan used his extraordinary senses.

Instead, Ryan discovers that Fred is always the first to speak among the twins, and in the original timeline, he was also the first to die.

"Mom, it's getting late, so we'll be going now, along with you, Harry." The Weasley Twins were like two agile Bludger. Just as Molly Weasley was about to get angry and grab them, they ran away first, pushing Percy and Harry to the side of their escape route. In less than a minute, they were gone.

"Those two kids, really!" Molly Weasley's eyes blazed with anger.

"Neville, what's that in your hand?" Grandma Neville asked.

"This is Galleons. My classmate asked me to bring something." Neville was behaving much better now, no longer appearing timid on the surface. However, Ryan could still see his clenched fists from behind. Neville's grandmother raised her eyebrows, and from the corners of her mouth, it was clear that she was very happy.

"Mom, this is the list."

"Professor, you can take a look too. There are no contraband items." Ron quickly handed it over.

After another round of sighs, Harry took the opportunity to leave while everyone was still around, lest he and Professor McGonagall be left alone, staring at each other in bewilderment.

Then, everyone in the room took a pinch of shiny powder from a box and went to the stove, throwing the powder into the flames.

With a whoosh, the fire in the furnace turned emerald green and rose higher than Ron.

Then, accompanied by the sounds of Diagon Alley echoing in succession, the group disappeared into the green fire.

"Ryan, thank goodness I walked fast," Harry said to Ryan behind him.

Harry didn't actually notice Ryan; it was Ryan deliberately revealed his form. Since completing the Moon Mirage Body, he no longer needed to ethereal himself into the dimension where the real Smith Castle was located to avoid perceptive wizards like Harry.

"But thankfully, Roger Davies, Third Year, will be holding Quidditch seminar in the common room this afternoon to introduce us to the subject," Harry continued.

"Yes, but I really didn't expect Professor McGonagall to be so strict," Ryan said, feigning a complaint for Harry.

Then Harry started talking non-stop, and back in the common room, his complaints about Professor McGonagall continued. Ryan smiled and happily watched the drama unfold.