Ron's Slippery Foot

Boom—!

A flash of lightning illuminated the pitch-black night sky.

In a dimension invisible to the naked eye, a castle appears and disappears in the night sky, hidden among thick leaden clouds.

In the room at the top of the castle, Ryan sat on a luxurious sofa, sipping red tea and watching the dialogue between black and white on the tranquil sea.

Behind Ryan, something was rustling closer to him.

It was a large green snake, and each of its green scales was engraved with mysterious runes.

Its undulating body left a wide, winding trail on the red carpet embroidered with Phoenix, slowly getting closer and closer to Ryan.

Then, its head used the momentum from Ryan's calves to climb up and wrap around Ryan's body.

The next second, the large green snake was already at Ryan's shoulder.

It was sticking out its forked tongue and licking Ryan's cheek.

A lightning bolt flashed past the window again, and when darkness returned to the room, the giant snake was gone.

Instead, there was a woman dressed in a see-through, gauze-like wizard's robe.

A beautiful, snow-white body was faintly visible beneath the black wizard's robe.

She sat sideways on Ryan's lap, her beautiful, pure, and wildly alluring face brushing against Ryan's cheek, and occasionally licking Ryan ear like a snake.

"Nagini, now is not the time," Ryan said hoarsely as he fondled the woman's private parts.

The woman quieted down and rested her head on Ryan's shoulder.

Ryan looked into the distance, and just as he finished speaking, Dumbledore on the "Ghost Ship" vanished with a Spark.

Nagini seemed to have sensed something; with her Basilisk body, she keenly noticed the sudden change in Ryan's biological hormones.

Ryan waved his hand, and the entire castle suddenly became as if it were transparent.

Surrounded by storms, thunderstorms, and giant waves, two figures overlapped.

The next morning, in the Ravenclaw Tower of Hogwarts, at the very edge, on Ryan's four-poster bed, beneath the blue quilt embroidered with magnificent flames, a bulge suddenly appeared.

"Ryan, you're awake?" Harry looked in Ryan's direction, completely unaware of his mysterious roommate's disappearance.

It seemed as if Ryan had been resting in the dormitory the whole time.

He even remembered Ryan snoring at night.

Ryan pretended to have just woken up, staring at Harry with sleepy eyes.

Good heavens!

Ryan almost thought Harry also kept snakes.

Harry had black eyes and messy hair, looking completely drained.

If Ryan hadn't noticed the open notebook and some unopened packages on his desk a second later, he would have almost thought that Ginny had accidentally stayed overnight in the boys' dormitory and that Ron was sleeping too soundly to notice or stop the flirtation between her and Harry.

"What's this?" Ryan asked, looking at the packages.

Ryan, who is in mortal mode most of the time, always has a lot of questions and mundane ideas.

Didn't I write a letter yesterday?

"These are the Potions ingredients that Sirius bought overnight," Harry said as he unpacked the package.

"Hmm, is this African Tree Snake Skin?" A long strip resembling tree bark appeared in Harry's hand.

"This Fire Salamander's blood is quite good." The blood, as red as magma, shimmered in the sunlight.

"This is what the diluted Bundimun Secretion look like." A liquid in a glass bottle swayed slightly as Harry held it.

"Did I hear that right?!" Ron, whom Harry had assumed was still fast asleep, poked his head out from under the orange-yellow blanket embroidered with the Chudley Cannons insignia.

"What's wrong?"

"Is it because of this?" Harry picked up a test tube with a cork stopper, inside which flowed a silvery-white liquid that shone like the bright moonlight.

"Unicorn Blood?"

"I guess that counts."

"The problem is, did I hear that right? You actually used Cleaning agent ingredients to make Potions to replace your blood?" Ron was taken aback at first, then shook his head and said.

The Bundimun Secretion is a magical substance produced by the Diricawl.

It is acidic and can corrode the foundation of a house.

This substance, when diluted, can be used to make certain magical Cleaning agents.

"The ingredients for Potions are incredibly diverse."

"When we're in our later years, we'll be dealing with some poisonous Potions ingredients," Harry yawned dismissively.

"So, Harry."

"You stayed up all night researching the contents of 'The Forging of a Mighty Heart'?" Ryan couldn't help but admire him.

If it were my past self, I wouldn't have had such perseverance.

But the next second he touched his waist.

It was a closed room shimmering with multicolored lights. The carpet was covered with young women in tattered clothes, stained with unknown liquids. Torn stockings and multicolored fabrics that could not be described in detail were scattered everywhere.

In his past life, he sat upright on the sofa and declared, "I'm going to take on ten of them!"

Thinking about it that way, he guessed he had the same perseverance as Harry. Even in his past life.

"Yes, the Quidditch Match is about to begin—the Saturday of the week after Christmas."

"That was our team's matchup against the Hufflepuff Team – I was very confident as the Seeker, but they had Dudley."

"I've observed that Dudley very strong. With the help of his strange magic, we might not even be able to score a single goal."

"But if I could get a preliminary boost before the match, then—" Harry's eyes gleamed with a desire for victory.

"Just for this?" Ryan said almost at the same time as Ron.

However, Ryan was looking at Harry's kidneys.

Ron's attention was focused on the strange and wonderful Potions.

"Harry, you should rest first."

"The holiday is still long." Ron stepped forward and tried to pull Harry onto the bed.

"Ouch!" Ron stepped on a bottle filled with a yellowish-green liquid and landed on top of Harry.

He struggled to get up, but then pulled open Harry's clothes, revealing Harry's thin, pale chest.

Then there was the sound of something falling to the ground.

"What are you doing!" It was Ginny, the pie in her hand had fallen to the ground.

From her perspective, the bright sunlight shone on Harry's chest, and the unknown liquid on the transparent fur glittered in the sunlight.

His brother, meanwhile, was pinning Harry down on the bed, panting heavily.

"My foot slipped!"

"Ryan, say something!" Ron and Harry struggled to their feet and said separately.

"Um?"

"I just fell asleep again."

"What's wrong?" Ryan got out of bed and rubbed his eyes.

Ginny stood there in a daze for a moment, then with a roar, she disappeared.

Chapter Two will be posted later; I lost track of time while reading the novel.