Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

When Ryan heard this, he was also stunned.

He knows the name.

"Eternal Poetry" is a book of prophecies written by the legendary ancient Greek wizard and prophet Mopsus.

Mopsus was one of the oldest wizards of all time and the first true master of prophecy on record.

He made countless prophecies throughout his life, all of which are recorded in the Eternal Poetry.

Ryan had of course read the Eternal Poetry before, but he did not understand it because the prophecy was too obscure. As mentioned before, prophetic magic might be one of the most talent-demanding types of magic in the entire magical world.

And it is precisely because of this.

So Ryan had never thought before that the funeral song sung by Hufflepuff for Ravenclaw in the Sorting Hat's memory actually came from this book of prophecy.

"..."

So at this moment, Ryan's mind was in turmoil.

He secretly made up his mind to find the "Eternal Psalms" and read it again.

But until then...

At this moment, he looked up at Luna.

He saw the little witch's expectant expression.

so...

"I promise you."

He nodded: "But... I'm not very good at singing..."

"So, if I ever get the three Deathly Hallows, I'll tell you, and then you'll sing this song to your mother... What do you think?"

He said so.

Of course - in fact, he could just take out the Resurrection Stone right now and let Luna see her mother.

But Ryan knew better.

Not to mention the possible dangers of the Resurrection Stone - last time, both he and Dumbledore almost got into trouble because of this stone.

And in essence, what people see through the Resurrection Stone is not the real dead, but only their reflections.

And he was sure that Luna would never want to say goodbye to a shadow.

So, he made such a promise - the news the little witch brought him was enough for the reward.

After hearing his words, Luna was stunned.

Her vacant eyes looked at Ryan.

After a while.

"it is good."

She laughed.

The misty eyes sparkled like the light of a sunrise in the morning mist.

Thus, the conversation on the heavy topic of death came to an end.

Ryan quickly changed the subject and mentioned that Luna and Ginny were about to start attending Hogwarts.

But Luna didn't buy Ryan's lies and threats about the sorting ceremony.

She was just curious and asked Ryan if there were any Scimitar-horned Snorks in the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts.

After Ryan shook his head in denial, she then turned and asked Ryan's white cat Friday if he could hunt slugs.

"Its eyes are reddish-gold, the color of 'Golden Crocus', which symbolizes fusion and transformation—it complements the slug perfectly..."

These words made Friday's little paws tremble with anger.

"Meow!"

You are the slug!

"Oh, it looks really angry... Want some honey? It's good for taking away anger."

"Meow."

This little girl is so nice.

And when dusk begins to spread across the sky.

Ryan and Ginny said goodbye to Luna and left the Lovegood family.

Luna, on the other hand, declined Ginny's invitation to dinner at the Burrow.

"Dad should be back soon. He must be very tired from going out to collect materials today. I prepared some clove juice..."

She and her father apparently had a very good relationship.

When Ryan and Ginny returned to the Burrow, Ryan saw an old car parked in front of the Burrow.

And inside the burial grounds, a female voice was heard.

"George Weasley, Fred Weasley—I can't believe you could do such a rude thing as to play a prank on a distinguished guest who came to visit today... He even saved Harry and Ron's lives last term. I should twist off your ears and chop them into pieces so that you can go and apologize to him!"

"And you! Ron - what are you laughing at? Come on and help your dad move the table - Charlie, go get Percy to come down too and stop fiddling with that little thing of his."

"Oh... Harry, just sit still, the food will be ready soon - I bet you're exhausted today!"

Following this voice, Ryan looked at Ginny in surprise, and the latter's face turned red.

When they opened the door of the Burrow, what they saw was a scene of noise and chaos.

In the living room, the twins were squatting in the corner with their heads in their hands, obviously being punished.

Charlie, with a smile on his face, was leading Percy out of the room - the latter was also grinning foolishly, which was rare at the moment, and he was holding a medal in his hand, which seemed to have a name written on it.

On the other side of the living room, a wizard of medium build with blue eyes and red hair was trying to move the living room table with Ron.

In the kitchen, pots and pans danced by themselves, controlled by a slightly shorter witch with fiery red hair and warm brown eyes.

The smell of clam chowder wafted through the house, bringing a warm touch along with the flames in the fireplace.

At this moment, Harry Potter was sitting on the sofa in the living room, feeling uncomfortably relaxed.

"Whoa! Look who it is—Ginny is back on a date with our good buddy Ryan!"*2

At this moment, the sounds made by the twins successfully angered Ginny, whose face was already flushed.

The latter picked up a small stick beside him and ran towards his two brothers.

Looking at this picture, Ryan smiled.

The heavy topics about death that I just talked about with Luna seemed to be gradually fading away.

Outside the Burrow, the sky gradually became dim and dark.

And inside the humble dwelling.

The brightly lit Weasley house was filled with laughter as always.

Chapter 158: Rich Ryan! Weasley and Elias's Wizard Wheezes!

At the dinner table, both the host and the guests were happy.

Ryan was touched by the Weasleys' enthusiasm, but at the same time... well, he didn't dare to move.

"Mrs. Weasley, I really can't drink any more... I've already had three bowls of clam chowder and two regular meals - I mean, why don't you give Harry a bowl? Look how thin he is!"

Ryan struggled to hold back until Molly Weasley asked again if she wanted more soup.

"!!!"

His words made Harry, who was also burping, open his eyes wide and look at him in disbelief - they said they were all brothers?

"Oh, that's okay! You and Harry both have... you're both growing up. Look at Ronnie - little boys are the biggest eaters."

Molly Weasley smiled as she watched her youngest son, Ron, eating heartily.

So Ryan and Harry secretly cast angry glances at Ron.

Ron: “?”

"Okay, Molly—the kids aren't only staying here for a day. If they eat too much on the first day, it's going to be hard for them to sleep."

At this moment, Mr. Arthur Weasley's words made Ms. Molly stop.

"You have a point, Arthur."

Mrs. Weasley said this, giving up the idea of ​​giving Harry and Ryan a fourth bowl of clam chowder.

She picked up the used dishes and went to the kitchen to clean up.

This made Harry and Ryan breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time they began to worry about the future - they would not all become fat people when they returned to school.

But there was no doubt that they all looked at Mr. Arthur with gratitude.

"Mr. Arthur, I heard you've been very busy lately?"

So at this moment, Ryan also took the initiative to talk.

"Yeah, you know—I heard about what happened in the Department of Mysteries."

Arthur Weasley nodded. His expression was indeed tired, and it looked like he had not had enough rest recently.

"You, Master Newt, and Dumbledore... I only have a limited understanding, but I am sure that what you are doing is extremely right and just."

"I have lodged a protest with the Ministry of Magic, hoping that Minister Fudge will drop the charges against you and Dumbledore in the Wizengamot..."

His tone was gentle and he kept muttering, which made Ryan feel his sincere kindness.

Of course, he also confirmed that Mr. Weasley was not very successful in the Ministry of Magic - because he was obviously a step behind in getting the news, and was completely unaware that the Wizengamot had rejected Fudge's accusation.

But even so, Ryan would still be grateful for the kind act - especially as a Ministry of Magic employee, it took great courage to protest directly to the Minister of Magic.

Reliable adults!

Ryan sighed inwardly.

But then he discovered that the seemingly reliable adults were not that reliable.