Unresolved Doubts

Everything above is from Harry and his friends' perspective.

But from Ron and his friends' perspective, it's not like that at all.

The timeline goes back to when Draco agreed to help Ginny catch her cheating husband.

Faced with Draco and Ron's support.

Ginny decided to cut to the chase; sometimes you have to be decisive.

The best approach might be to go directly to Harry and the others and confront them.

Harry and his friends were easy to find.

They were in that desolate wilderness, surrounded by towering mountains.

A place that Muggle would find hard to set foot in.

When she was little, Ginny was often taken there by her brothers to play.

When they finally arrived, after trekking through mountains and rivers, they saw two people shirtless, gazing at each other amidst the mist and rainbow, both wearing satisfied smiles.

The grass was covered with marks from their hand-to-hand combat.

"Harry Potter!!!! (voice cracks) How dare you!" Ginny gripped her wand with both hands, pointing it directly at Harry.

"Harry, what are you doing—well, if you really want to, you could come to me."

Even if you weren't looking for me, why would you wear the pants Ginny gave you to do this kind of thing?

"It's good that you're taking it off, there are no outsiders here." Ron said earnestly from the side.

Draco, meanwhile, quietly moved several steps away from Ron.

He had indeed been persuaded by Ron, and even believed what Ron said.

But after walking for so long, he gradually calmed down.

I started to think about whether there were other possibilities.

Even seeing what just happened, it really was very Dumbledore.

But is it possible that they were just having a friendly competition?

After all, both of their pants were still on.

"What's wrong?" Neville tapped his left foot slightly, and the ground suddenly collapsed, creating a crater the size of a plate. He appeared to the left of his wand, pulling it out with his right hand.

The action happened in the blink of an eye; before Ron and the others could react, Neville had already grasped the wand.

"What's wrong?

Why didn't you ask why I did this when you lied to my boyfriend?

"You built all those muscles just to seduce men?" Ginny's wand turned towards Neville, her remaining rationality preventing her from casting a spell.

Without the air currents caused by high-speed movement, without the ground collapsing when it exerted force, and without even the slightest sound, Harry's figure disappeared from the spot and appeared behind Ginny, holding her tightly.

The Phoenix's magic made Harry's movements more gentle and devoid of any harshness.

It wouldn't be like Neville, where everything is constantly devastated.

"Let me go—" Faced with Ginny's roar, Harry looked at Ron, "What's wrong?"

"You even asked me what's wrong?"

"Harry, you should know you're engaged. Our Weasley family children aren't people you can mess with!" Ron's lack of cooperation prompted Draco to step forward.

He gestured for Ron to shut up with his eyes, then said, "Ron noticed that you and Neville would sneak out at night when you were at Hogwarts and then come back together."

In addition to your recent changes.

Furthermore, after Neville arrived, you resumed the same routine as Hogwarts, leading Ron and Ginny to suspect that you and Neville had a physical relationship that went beyond friendship.

Unlike Ron's hesitant words, Harry quickly understood what was going on.

Neville relaxed his muscles and inserted his wand upside down into his pocket.

He gently flicked the mud-covered wand handle with his left index and middle fingers together, as if an invisible sword had used its exquisite skill to instantly remove all the mud from the handle.

The smooth, rounded handle was revealed.

"Look, I'm just practicing magic with Neville. His magic is incredibly destructive."

"If you haven't practiced magic like Fenrir Greyback, or are exceptionally gifted like me (Harry glanced at Draco; only he didn't know how powerful Ryan was, nor had he been to the moon), you simply couldn't practice with him." Harry picked up Ginny and forcefully tossed her towards Neville.

This allowed her to see Neville's actions clearly.

"What kind of magic is this?" Ron asked Neville curiously.

Neville didn't know how to answer.

He didn't know that Ron also knew how powerful Ryan was—through going to the moon.

"Neville is exceptionally gifted." Harry winked at Ron.

This is another name they use for the magic that Ryan taught them.

Ron understood immediately.

Ginny stopped struggling.

"You all know—" Neville wanted to say Ryan, but unexpectedly couldn't bring himself to say it.

He also looked at the other four people with suspicion.

This means that there must be someone among those present who didn't know Ryan's true identity.

Or rather, they are being listened to right now.

Because Ryan's information contains magic, it cannot be revealed to those who are unaware of it.

Only those who know him can discuss Ryan's existence without being monitored.

"I have a feeling that you're hiding something from me." Draco looked at the four of them suspiciously, feeling like an outsider at this moment.

"Draco doesn't know Ryan," Neville thought, a knowing smile spreading across his handsome face.

Ten minutes later, all four of them looked at Ron —the culprit behind the rumor.

Harry and Neville were furious; why was that bastard always having such wild thoughts?

Draco was speechless; he was speechless that he had also been fooled by Ron.

As for Ginny, her eyes were full of suspicion.

She couldn't help but wonder if her brother really had inappropriate feelings for Harry.

The rumors about Harry and Neville only made her more suspicious.

"Harry, if you really want to, you can come to me," Ron's words kept echoing in Ginny's mind.

Ron's inability to function now, given his low emotional intelligence, is certainly not as simple as it seems.

Ron's instinctive sense of danger, stemming from his genes, made him turn to look at Ginny.

He, who usually couldn't read emotions, saw through the meaning in Ginny's eyes at a glance.

He inexplicably thought of what Draco had just said in his room.

"Ginny! You don't still doubt me and Harry, do you?" Ron's eyes showed five parts grievance, three parts anger, and one part disbelief.

"Hmm? It can't be true, can it?" Harry stroked his chin as he watched Draco quietly move a few steps away from Ron.

"Ginny's guess should be pretty accurate."

"Just now, Harry and I were just imagining things because Ron was overthinking things." Neville inexplicably recalled the look Ron had given him earlier.

Ron seemed to glance at him more than the others.

"Do you remember what you just said to Harry? 'If you really want to, you can come to me,' ugh!" Ginny looked like she was about to S.P.E.W..

"Indeed, Ron and Harry often hug and cuddle," Draco nodded.

"I've even seen them sleeping in the same bed sometimes—at Hogwarts, Ron would unilaterally try to get into Harry's bed," Neville, Harry's roommate, added the final blow.