As Ryan expected, when using alchemy to fuse new skills, the more relevant these new skills are to the old skills, the faster they will merge.

It only took a little over a week for Ryan to imprint the runes representing this new knowledge into the bright red orbs suspended in the sea of his consciousness. This also means that he has successfully integrated this knowledge in the initial stage, and the rest is to use the time and practice to continue to familiarize himself with the water grinding kung fu that has honed these powers.

When he was done with all this, he realized that Hogsmeade Day was coming this Saturday. At breakfast, a new issue of Wizarding Weekly was delivered to many people. Rita Skeeter once again uses her rumor-mongering skills to accuse Ginny of being a scheming witch who has stolen her brother's lover, while Ron becomes the pitiful party in this story, giving up his beloved lover for the sake of his sister.

"You shouldn't have messed with Rita Skeeter when you went to Hogsmeade! She made you ugly like that—that scheming woman. Ron said to his sister.

"Don't you know what the woman was doing at that time—she was constantly provoking Harry and trying to find out what was going on against him from Harry's answer. I can't just watch Harry fall into her trap. Ginny yelled at Ron, even causing many students to look at them.

"What a disgusting person. When Ron learned the truth, he immediately sided with his sister and scolded the enemy. This new article has angered all those who know the truth, and the only thing they are happy about is that most of the students don't think Rita Skeeter is telling the truth. Even the Slytherins, who provoked them with the contents of the book, could tell from their faces that they didn't trust Rita Skeeter's every word.

After surviving the last Potions class of the week, the next day at noon Ryan and Hermione had completed their morning combat practice, the two of them left the castle, and as they walked out of the gate, they saw a silvery white faint sun shining on the field. The weather was the warmest of the year, and finally the long harsh winter was over, and spring arrived.

"What's the thing you're carrying?" asked Hermione, curiously after passing through the castle gates, for Ryan was a little different today, carrying a beautifully made lilac chest with gold trim.

"Well, my loved ones—look—" Ryan said the latter words with some slurredness. Hermione only thought it was an important gift he was going to give to someone. After a few words, Hermione put the question about the box behind her.

After going to Duke Honey to buy snacks, the two of them decided to go to the Three Broomsticks Bar to take a break.

"Hey, Harry, why are you the only one here?" As soon as he entered the bar, Ryan saw Harry sitting alone at a table. So he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and asked.

"Ryan, Hermione is you. Harry looked back and said hello. "I'm here with Ron Ginny, Ginny is in the bathroom, and Ron is ordering something at the bar now. With that, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the bar, and sure enough, Ron's red hair by the bar stood out.

"I'm going to buy some drinks. Ryan finished telling Hermione and ran to the front of the bar to order a drink, and by the time he came over with butterbeer and chips, he saw that Harry and Ron had already started drinking.

"Well, do you still have those potions you gave me in the last game?" Harry asked with some embarrassment after taking a deep breath after a moment of gossip.

"Of course, why are you asking this?" Ryan looked at Harry.

"If you have any potions like that, please sell me some, after all, the game is too dangerous. Of course, I'll pay for those potions at the price on the market. Harry hesitated for a moment, then said.

"It's not like you. Hermione said beside her, "I know that you have always been a person who has never bothered others as long as you can do it, and things like asking competitors to buy medicine are not like you did it on your own initiative." ”

"Alright, Hermione. Harry Lane, who looked at the fever on his face, stopped Hermione from continuing, after all, as a good classmate and a good shield, Ryan didn't want Harry to be seriously injured in the game. He was worried that Hermione had embarrassed Harry, and Harry just retracted it.

Of course, it wasn't a surprise that Harry was able to bring this up, as he knew that Harry had been in correspondence with his godfather Sirius, and Sirius would certainly have a lot of practical suggestions in this case. For example, ask Ryan to buy some potions that are not easy to find on the market.

And for Ryan, he personally welcomed Harry to buy his things, because the potions were at least triple the profit.

"Last time, I saw that you would give you a discount for your friend's sake, 35 Galleons. I'll be able to hand it over to you by next Wednesday. After Ryan's offer, Harry smiled and thanked Ryan. I think Sirius should have given him a science about how much the potion he brought last time was worth afterwards, so Harry was happy that Ryan was willing to sell him a high-quality potion cheaply.

"By the way, and I have a newly developed potion here that you might need. After seeing Harry happily hand him 35 Galleons, Ryan quickly thought about what else he could get from Harry's fat sheep. Soon, he thought of his latest new product.

Ryan took out two fully enclosed glass tubes the size of a little thumb knuckle containing 2/3 of the silver-blue liquid from the space bag around his waist and shook it at Harry, then asked, "Harry, do you want one for this wound medicine?"

"What is this?" Harry and Ron both looked at the glass tube with puzzled expressions, Ryan looked left and right and lowered his voice and said, "This is a potion made from the blood of a unicorn that removes the curse, even if you are mortally wounded, as long as you don't die, you can be hanged for a whole day." The prescription and ingredients I got because of my good relationship with the Centaur people in the Forbidden Forest. ”

"God, a life potion made from the blood of a unicorn to remove the curse, I always thought it was just a legend. Ron exclaimed quietly from the side. "I've seen this thing in a book at home, it's been very, very rare since wizards and centaurs parted ways, and it's only been a few wizards in history who have befriended centaurs. Ryan: You're probably the first human wizard in over a hundred years to make this. ”

"Is that an exaggeration?" Harry looked at Ron with some puzzlement.

"Of course, those rich pure-blood families have an almost endless demand for this life-saving potion. I heard that the Malfoy family had one, and that Draco's grandfather had a special dance party to celebrate when he got the potion. It's a pity that this medicine can only hang the life and has little effect on the disease. After so many years, it is estimated that his medicine has also failed. ”

"So, how much does this pill cost?" After listening to Ron's introduction, Harry began to worry that his wallet might not be able to pay the price.

"Three hundred Galleons. Ryan spat out a number.

"So expensive!" "So cheap!" Harry and Ron exclaimed at the same time, but they said something completely different.

"You know, Malfoy spent at least 1,200 Gallons on that medicine when he bought it, so 300 Galleons Lane really only charged for the materials. Ron said to Harry, who was looking at him.

"Ron was right, I only had one hemorrhage for the sake of our good relationship and competing together. If you want to buy a second one, you'll need 1000 Galleons. Ryan also said.

In the end, Harry gritted his teeth and bought the potion, and together with Ron, promised Ryan not to spread the news.