The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Moriarty breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Hermione walk reluctantly toward the Gryffindor common room.

"It's really not easy; persuading her is harder than fighting a giant."

Hermione insisted on drinking milk, and Moriarty had to use a lot of persuasion to finally convince her to stop.

I don't know who he took this from, but he's become addicted to drinking!

After wiping the sweat from his brow, Moriarty hurriedly returned to his dormitory.

The next day, the members of Hermione's study group received some sad news: Hermione had left the study group!

During Potions class, Harry whispered to Neville, "That's so strange. Granger's actions suggest she doesn't want the study group to disband, but she has reasons for having to leave!"

Neville nodded vigorously: "It seems there's more to Granger's withdrawal than meets the eye."

"Breaking!!!"

Harry was so startled he almost bit his tongue; it was definitely Professor Snape.

Professor Snape strode up to Harry, like a giant bat, staring intently into Harry's eyes.

"If I asked you to brew a potion to treat boils, which ingredients would you choose from my storeroom?"

Professor Snape slowly and deliberately listed the ingredients for the potion, uttering each word carefully.

"Wet nettles, snake fangs, bat wings, moose antlers..."

Harry's face was tense. The study group spent all their time learning spells, and most members believed that spells were much more useful than potions.

Harry couldn't answer that question.

"Heh," Professor Snape chuckled mockingly, turning around to deliver another sarcastic remark, when Ron, sitting in the front row, jumped up.

"Professor, I will choose the Viper Fang, but not from your storeroom. Students are not allowed to enter a professor's private property without permission."

Ron answered crisply, his eyes bright and alert, a smile on his face, showing no sign of timidity.

Snape and the students all looked surprised. Was this Ron?

But Ron hadn't finished speaking.

"Snake fang is a magical ingredient obtained from snakes. When ground into powder, it can be used to make potions for treating boils and stimulants."

"These are all from..."

I saw this in "A Thousand Amazing Herbs and Mushrooms".

Ron finished speaking, his smile widening.

The classroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; if someone walked by from outside, they might think it was an empty classroom.

Harry and Neville exchanged a surprised glance: Is this still the same perverted Ron, the unlucky Ron?

"You think your answer was brilliant?" Professor Snape, reverting to his usual coldness, walked up to Ron and said coldly, "It's impolite for a student to stand up and answer a question without raising their hand in class. Three points deducted from Gryffindor!"

Some of the lion cubs immediately objected. Although Seamus disliked Ron, he had to admit that Ron's answer couldn't have been better.

"Now, do I need to ask you to sit down?"

Professor Snape's shout made Harry and Ron sit down, silencing the discussion, and the lesson began.

"That's so strange," Harry said, staring at his textbook but absentmindedly, because Ron had smiled at him as he sat down. "What's he going to do?"

Harry felt uneasy remembering Seamus saying more than once that Ron had Draco's socks under his pillow.

But that's not what Ron thought at all; everything he just did was to get closer to Harry!

"Harry Potter~"

Ron glanced quickly at the scar on Harry's forehead, pursed his lips, and savored it as if he were enjoying a delicious meal.

"The ninth... Horcrux!"

A hint of madness flashed in Ron's eyes.

Voldemort never considered why he failed.

It wasn't until a piece of his soul awakened in Ron that Voldemort realized that his soul fragments could not only be preserved by reusing objects.

It can also attach itself to the body of a living person, or rather, to their soul.

Mrs. Weasley's beating of Ron on Christmas Day woke Voldemort up.

"No one has more access to Harry Potter's students than Ron!"

"That damned, imposter Moriarty destroyed three of my Horcruxes!"

Voldemort sensed that his diary, ring, and locket had been destroyed.

"My past has betrayed me too!"

Voldemort gritted his teeth at the thought of Tom Riddle's treatment of him.

"But only if I train Harry to be my ninth Horcrux!"

"I still have Nagini, the Hufflepuff Cup, the Ravenclaw Crown, Ron, and Harry—five Horcruxes!"

"I am immortal! Hahahaha!"

Voldemort used Ron's body to emit a chilling, sinister laugh.

"Moreover, if I make good use of Harry and Ron's Horcruxes, it's possible to kill Moriarty, Dumbledore...!"

Once Voldemort has a plan, his execution is extremely powerful.

Tom Riddle's appearance allowed Voldemort to rediscover his former glory.

"Let me show you what Voldemort looked like when he was in school!"

then……

Ron started to show his skills.

The young wizards at Hogwarts were also surprised to find that Ron had changed.

He became studious, calm, and always answered questions about his studies logically and clearly.

Harry also discovered that Ron often helped him out of trouble, intentionally or unintentionally.

This puzzled Harry, who wanted to talk to Draco, but Draco was clearly avoiding him—Draco seemed to have become a different person after Lucius's wedding.

Another week passed, and Ron asked Harry to join the study group.

Harry and the rest of the group discussed it and agreed.

Because of Moriarty, Hermione and Cho Chang left the group, and Hannah followed Hermione's departure.

The most respected person in this group right now is Katie Bell, who is in the second year.

If Hermione tells Moriarty the list of members, Moriarty will recognize Katie Bell.

Katie Bell is the girl who was persecuted by a necklace in the sixth book of the original series.

She and her friend Linnie are now second-year students in Gryffindor. After Hermione and her two friends left, they took over as liaisons in the study group.

This time, Ron also set his sights on Katie Bell.

Ron had Lucius buy a necklace from Knockturn Alley.

When Ron opened the package Lucius sent, his sharp eyes swept over the necklace: "A cursed opal necklace... anyone who touches it with their own flesh will be cursed! Nineteen Muggles have already been killed!"

Ron nervously and carefully wrapped the necklace up. The next meeting of the study group was scheduled for tomorrow, Sunday afternoon.

"Harry Potter..."

Ron grinned with an air of certainty.

The ninth Horcrux, we absolutely will not let it go!

Meanwhile, in the principal's office.

Dumbledore sat in the chair, his back straight but not against the velvet backrest.

Dumbledore kept his head down, intently flipping through an ancient book on his desk.

The paper is yellowed and the writing is faded.

It tells the story of a distant era.

Dumbledore's eyes remained fixed on the pages, next to a stack of thick notebooks piled up like a tall building.

He watched it for seven days and seven nights.

History of magic, history of wizards.

Rural ghost stories.

Medieval legend.

Through the slightly blurred, frilled handwriting on the pages, Dumbledore seemed to see the two brilliant and proud young men of yesteryear.

"Future wizards, thank us for everything we do today! And everything we do is actually for a greater good!"

With such ambition, Dumbledore and his companions wished they could record all the magic in the world and engrave all the strange things that happened in the world in their minds—so that they could go there in the future, witness them with their own eyes, and solve them.

Dumbledore shook his head with a sigh; the origin of these notes was now impossible to recall… but he inadvertently aggravated his stiff neck.

and many more!

Dumbledore's sore eyes caught a line of text.

GG: "...A strange patient escaped from the world's first mental hospital—his room, or rather, under his bed, was crammed with patients, all of whom had black sticks stuck in their bodies, stones stuffed in their mouths, and their heads cut off—their heads were made of dirty black cloth and stuffed into their necks."

(A busy day, so the update is a little late. Have a great weekend, everyone!)