Ron Consults Ryan

In fact, ever since Voldemort entered the long resurrection casting period, Ryan had been glancing at Azkaban from time to time, using magic to record and edit interesting scenes of the Death Eaters surviving on this deserted island.

This scene was naturally given to Kate and Penelope for first viewing.

As for Phoebe, Ryan felt it was unnecessary.

He felt it was too early for Luna and Hermione.

Ryan had already planned that after Voldemort was killed by Riddle, he would release "The Death Eaters' Wilderness Survival," a film he had been working on for a year, in the cinemas owned by Ryan's family all over the world.

Time flew by and it was Saturday, which was the next day.

Despite the wind and snow on the Quidditch Pitch, almost all the Hogwarts students had gathered in the stands.

Ryan sat helplessly in the front seat of the stands. Luna and Ginny sat hand in hand next to him. Hermione was surprisingly absent from the game—because of a belated gift from Ryan.

However, this also left Ryan's left side empty. Before he could make everyone forget that there was an empty seat next to him, Ron shamelessly sat down next to him.

"Today's match is Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw."

"Draco is the Seeker," Ron explained before Ryan could tell Ron to leave.

"By the way, where's Hermione?"

"Her?" Ron then asked hesitantly.

"Oh, why are you asking her?" Ryan squinted.

If Ron's words didn't seem right, Ryan was prepared to give him a prank package that would last until the end of the school year.

For details, you can refer to Harry, who was recently mistakenly thought to have lost his virginity and was afraid to go out.

Ron, who enjoys this package, Ryan can guarantee that it will be the same every day.

"Nothing, I was just curious why she didn't come." Ron shivered, peeked out at Ginny who was intently waiting for Harry to appear, and whispered, "I want to learn how to interact with girls."

"I've seen you secretly studying 'Twelve Fail-Safe Ways to Charm Witches'," Ryan said with a strange smile.

He couldn't understand it at all. You see, this book was called a treasure trove by Ron in the original timeline. It would know how to get rid of Lavender and how to get close to Hermione.

But now, Ron, who has studied the book, is actually asking him questions.

"You're peeking at me!" Ron exclaimed in a startled voice, his pinky fingers sticking out.

Everyone around turned to look at Ron.

Ginny covered her face, afraid that her brother would discover that he was making such disgusting noises.

Percy also touched his forehead, looking at him with an expression that said he didn't recognize him.

"Look! It's Harry Potter!" Ron, who loved to show off, was also subconsciously embarrassed. He pointed to Harry, who was flying out on a broomstick, and changed the subject.

"Okay, stop looking."

"Nobody's watching you anymore now that Harry's out." Ryan looked at Ron, who seemed inexplicably disappointed, with a speechless expression.

"You can do that if you're like your two older brothers." Ryan pointed to a flying device he'd somehow acquired—it looked like one of those lounge chairs that homeless people often use for their afternoon naps, the kind you see most often in Muggle World Park.

Fred and George were sitting up there, waving to the students below. This made Professor McGonagall purse her lips in anger.

"What?"

"Hey! Fred! George!"

"I'm your brother! How could you—" Ron was about to angrily accuse his two older brothers of abandoning him to steal the limelight, but the next second his mouth was shut up by the banner the twins were holding.

The words above, drawn in Ron's favorite orange-yellow magical paint, Winky and twisted. "To support Ravenclaw Team, the Mist Potion is on sale for a limited time at one Silver Sickle!"

Sitting in their chair-shaped flying machine, the Weasley Twins were exceptionally agile, while Professor McGonagall, sitting on a broom, was hesitant to use her wand and couldn't catch them.

Percy, who is usually serious, surprisingly settled into being a bystander.

It seems that his father becoming the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement has indeed changed him a lot.

"Before Quidditch begins, please enjoy a performance by the Weasley Twins and Professor McGonagall, the exclusive distributors of Ron Weasley's patented Mist Potion— " Lee Jordan cast Sonorus on himself.

"Lee Jordan!"

"The Quidditch Match has begun. Flint of Slytherin has gotten the Quaffle first," Lee Jordan changed the subject in response to Professor McGonagall's questioning.

"I dare say Lee definitely took a promotional fee from Fred and George." Ron gave a happy yet bitter smile.

"Why aren't you watching the game?" Ryan said.

He had no interest in learning any dating tips from Professor Ron. Ron simply didn't have that kind of background.

Even with Penelope, Ryan was the one being approached.

"A match? Harry and his friends are going to win." Ron looked at the intense match in mid-air and stretched.

"By the way, Ryan, about my question earlier," Ron hesitated for a moment before continuing.

Ryan suddenly hugged Luna, feeling quite annoyed.

That dog Ron actually remembered the question from just now.

With a thought from Ryan, Luna was enveloped in a spell that selectively prevented her from hearing Ryan and Ron's conversation.

"When did you become interested in girls?" Ryan said sarcastically.

"You know, Harry and Draco both have girlfriends."

"Now, of the Hogwarts Three Musketeers, I'm the only one who's single." Ron scratched the back of his head.

"So, you can tell me which unlucky girl has barged into your head, which's stuffed with weeds," Ryan said, his tone even more blatantly sarcastic, a tone that even Ron's mind could sense.

"Bad luck?"

"I, Ron Weasley, the creator of the Mist Potion, son of the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the most handsome of the Hogwarts Three Musketeers, already had a hundred Galleons in savings before even graduating." Ron looked incredulous.

"The most handsome?"

"Okay, the highest one, is that alright?" Ron reluctantly changed his mind after hearing Ryan's words.

"Who is that girl?" Ryan pressed further.

"Ah—her, you, you should have met her before."

"She's charming, Lavender Brown of Gryffindor," Ron said, glancing around cautiously before lowering his voice and stammering.

Ryan raised an eyebrow.

In his view, this girl was undoubtedly the one Ron had wronged the most in the original timeline.

To spite Hermione and to prove he wasn't the unwanted man his sister Ginny saw him as, he took advantage of Lavender Brown's infatuation with him and openly became intimate with her in the Great Hall, the lounge, and the corridors.

Just as Lavender Brown's infatuation with Ron reached its peak, Ron became impatient and even spoke ill of her to Harry others in private.

In the end, he cruelly abandoned her and chose Hermione instead.

Thinking this, Ryan looked at the group of Gryffindor students— Lavender Brown.

While watching the game, she kept glancing in Ron's direction.