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Chapter 66

The door closed with a soft click and then:

“What the hell was that!?” Karen exploded, hands thrown open in disbelief, as if she had just watched a fire start out of nowhere.

“You’re self-sabotaging, Lily!” Mary said immediately, still staring at the door. “You stomped on his pride!”

“I didn’t do it on purpose,” Lily said, turning toward her friends, her fa...

Chapter 65

[General Point of View]

“Thanks for inviting me,” Ryan said as he sat down, getting comfortable in the seat across from Lily, beside Rihanna and Karen.

Mary and Karen straightened up immediately, ready to introduce themselves.

“I’m—”

“Wait,” Ryan interrupted, lifting a hand with a half-smile. “Let me guess.”

Both girls looked at him, surprised.<...

Chapter 64

[POV Lily Evans]

And even though I liked being home, seeing my parents, Petunia (more or less), and sleeping without having to wake up at six in the morning, a big part of me wanted to go back.

The train to Hogwarts had that mix of chaos, excitement, and winter cold that I always enjoy. Trunks everywhere, cats and owls in cages, people running on the platform as if the train were ab...

Chapter 63

4:05 a.m.

Ryan leaned back in his chair and exhaled slowly, as if his soul had been held in suspension all this time and was only now being released. His head throbbed violently, as though his brain were trying to escape his skull and go out for some fresh air.

Even so, a faint smile curved his lips.

Between his fingers, he held a silver ring, simple to the untrained eye, but ...

Chapter 62

[HORCRUX No. 5 — Rowena Ravenclaw’s Diadem]

The story is as tragic as it is ridiculous.

Helena Ravenclaw, daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw, stole her mother’s diadem because she envied her.

Yes. Envy.

Seriously?

'What an unfilial daughter,' Ryan thought as he read what he’d written. 'Your mother is one of the founders of the most important school in the wizardi...

Chapter 61

[Voldemort’s Horcruxes / Tom Riddle]

The ink had been dry for weeks. Not because he had stopped thinking about the subject, but because he had nothing new to add. Still, merely looking at those pages was enough to remind him of the essentials.

It had been six months since he arrived in this world, and he never stopped thinking about the war that was coming and the chief culprit be...

Chapter 60

Ryan made the most of the last day of vacation. It was pure productivity.

After Tristin left, he spent the first half of the day fully focused on the system books and on creating the rapid-reading glasses commissioned by the Ministry.

At noon, during his lunch break, Mr. Morrigan returned with the official purchase order and a bag containing the 320 galleons they had agreed upon. Th...

Chapter 59

Ryan woke with a faint groan, sunk deep into the sheets of his double bed, which still smelled faintly of his lotion, and of a light floral scent that wasn’t his. He opened his eyes slowly, blinking against the morning light that slipped through the half-open curtains.

His head throbbed with a mild hangover, the kind that came from alcohol that seemed harmless at first, until you realiz...

Chapter 58

Ryan descended the stairs with steady steps, unhurried, his hands in the pockets of his casual robe.

When he reached the dining room, the scene unfolded with quiet composure: his mother sat gracefully in a chair, a cup of tea in hand; his uncle Joseph lounged casually at the far end; and in the central seat, a formal-looking man with a tense expression was slowly sipping the tea he had be...

Chapter 57

Ryan, after reading Lily’s letter and replying to her, thus bringing their conversation to an end, opened the bottom drawer of his desk.

There, wrapped in black suede, lay several broken rings, each one fractured across the surface, its runes poorly etched or deteriorated. He had made them himself. Failed attempts. Proof that mastering magical craftsmanship wasn’t a matter of willpowe...

Chapter 56: Thor Style

[POV Lily Evans]

I’m in my room, sitting at my desk next to the closed window, since it’s cold. The January sun barely comes through, that pale winter light that doesn’t warm anything but somehow makes everything feel calmer.

I’m reading. Again. But this time, it feels different.

The words in the History of Magic book flow effortlessly, as if someone were quietly narra...

Chapter 55

Ryan was at home. It was winter break. Nearly three months had passed since he had given Andromeda the speed-reading glasses.

Three months that had flown by.

The holidays had begun on December 20, and in two days he would have to return to Hogwarts. He had spent a pleasant festive season with his family, seeing his mother, his uncle Tobias, and his grandparents again. He also took t...

Chapter 54

[POV Andromeda Black]

I woke up, as always, before everyone else.

Not because I had anything urgent to do, but because I needed those moments of silence before the castle’s noise began.

By 6:45, I was already ready. Around 7:00, I arrived at the Great Hall, no earlier, since it doesn’t open before that.

As every morning, I was among the first to enter. Few students h...

Chapter 53

It was Sunday night, October eighth, and it was already past two in the morning.

Ryan was in the living room he had turned into his personal workshop. He was working intently on a pair of double-speed reading glasses, adjusting fine details with precise wand movements.

He’d had an intense week. Ever since Mia Macmillan, with whom he maintained a purely casual relationship, had com...

Chapter 52

[POV of Lily Evans]

Filch’s office was exactly as I remembered it:

Dark, damp, thick with old dust and heavy cobwebs in the corners. Though admittedly, much better than the first day we came in.

At the far end, against the stone wall, stood the massive bookshelf assigned to us today, a five-tiered, worm-eaten structure crammed with crooked books, hand-labeled jars with quest...

Chapter 51

[POV of Lily Evans]

The last class of the day always felt long, but today it was especially slow.

Partly because it was History of Magic, taught by a professor who spoke in slow motion and without the slightest enthusiasm.

I stared at my parchment, the inkpot, the quill. Drew circles without meaning to.

It was 4:20 p.m. In ten minutes, the bell would ring. In fifteen, I�...

Chapter 50

Ryan sat down beside Andromeda, arranging his things naturally but without invading her space.

There was a moment of comfortable silence before Ryan glanced at the clock on the wall and noticed the time.

“Fifteen minutes left before class starts,” he murmured, then lowered his voice slightly, still casual in tone. “Won’t it get you in trouble if I sit here? I mean… when th...

Chapter 49: Intimate chat with Andrómeda

Andromeda and Ryan reached the Transfiguration classroom. There were still a little over thirty minutes, and five minutes, to go before class began.

Andromeda walked confidently toward a desk near the window, but when she turned around, she saw him behind her.

“What is it? Are you going to sit nearby for professional reasons too?”

Ryan stopped, as if he had just realized s...

Chapter 48: New popularity

Ryan opened his eyes slowly. The faint light of dawn barely filtered through the canopy curtains of his bed, casting soft shadows across the wrinkled sheets.

He could hear the steady rhythm of his roommates’ breathing in the dormitory: Gideon and Fabian Prewett, Callum, and Jamie. All of them were still asleep, wrapped in the warm silence of the last stretch of night.

He stretched...

Chapter 47: Andrómeda situation (2)

And at that moment, I noticed that Eliza, the first-year girl, had stood up from her table. Along with her friends, she started hurrying toward Ryan, nervous but eager, as if they were about to greet a celebrity.

Ryan stopped immediately. His entire group did the same, including my cousin and the fourth-years.

From where I sat, I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but I saw it. ...

Chapter 46: Andrómeda’s situation (1)

[Pov of Andromeda Black]

I woke up at the same time as always. Seven o’clock sharp. Not because of an alarm, but out of habit. Or maybe discipline. Or because my mind, even half-asleep, already knew it was midweek. And classes don’t stop.

I opened my eyes without laziness. The curtains of my bed remained closed, but I could hear the faint whispers of the other g...

Chapter 45: School Trial (3)

The Great Hall doors opened again.

Professor Sprout appeared, walking briskly, her robes billowing behind her. Her face was red with indignation, cheeks puffed as if she’d been holding back words all the way from the Hufflepuff common room. She wasn’t alone. She didn’t bring Eliza.

She brought a piece of parchment.

A parchment written in trembling ink.

She walked s...

Chapter 44: School Trial (2)

Lily stood up from her seat, straight-backed, her face serious and her green eyes gleaming with a mix of determination and nerves as she met McGonagall’s gaze.

Mary stared at her in astonishment. James and Sirius fell completely silent. Remus put the pieces together, why Lily had arrived with Ryan, and what that girl they’d mentioned had meant.

“I saw everything,” said Lily,...

Chapter 43: School Trial (1)

[Great Hall 7:08 PM]

The doors of the Great Hall opened with a faint creak. Ryan and Lily entered at the same time. They walked side by side, and although it wasn’t intentional, or at least not on Lily’s part, eyes began turning toward them.

But not because of Ryan’s clash with Mulciber and Evan Rosier.

That had happened nearly an hour ago, and the only direct witnesses ...

Chapter 42: Cooperation with Lily

[General point of view]

Ryan stood still, watching the Hufflepuff common room barrel close behind Eliza.

Silence.

Only him and Lily Evans.

They didn’t move at first. As if the very air needed a second to reset.

Ryan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

What strange events. Minutes earlier he had been thinking about his projects, lying lazily on cold...

Chapter 41: Lily Evans

[POV Lily Evans]

I was walking along the fourth floor with a Charms book pressed against my chest, thinking about the last exercise Professor Flitwick had given us. A tedious but interesting one. I still had to review my Potions notes as well.

It was nearly six o’clock, and my friends were surely already heading down to the Great Hall. I needed to drop off my things in my dorm and...

Chapter 40: Justice

Ryan closed the door softly behind him. The corridor was almost empty at that hour: neither fully crowded, nor fully silent. A group of Hufflepuffs passed by laughing in the distance, and a few Ravenclaw girls were arguing about potion ingredients near the staircase.

He didn’t hurry.

He strolled calmly down the fourth-floor corridor, hands in his pockets, head tilted slightly to o...

Chapter 39: Small interest

When the classroom door closed behind him, Ryan walked off toward his workshop to study, make quills, the usual.

As he walked, he thought. Most of the time, he could predict people just by watching how they entered a room.

A pattern.

He thought the same of Tristin. When she spoke to him at breakfast, with that social-queen air, her nails painted a flawless red, robes perfectly...

Chapter 38: The popular girl

Tristin Jones POV

I left the Great Hall walking quietly alongside Ollivander.

We didn’t say a word. And honestly, I thought it was perfect. After all, it was supposed to be “a private talk,” wasn’t it? Just like I’d said. Though deep down… I wasn’t entirely sure what I expected to find at the end of that walk.

People think I love being the center of attention. Th...

Chapter 37: Gentleman

It was nearly ten in the morning.

Sunday. Hogwarts was breathing more slowly than usual.

Students weren’t getting up at seven like during the week; most were still asleep, or dragging their feet half-dreaming toward the Great Hall.

Ryan, on the other hand, walked with a steady stride, whistling softly.

He was in a good mood.

After all, just a few minutes ago, he�...