Seeing the green and gold ceiling of Room 12 of Grimmauld Place again, Ryan felt like he was away from home. This time he spent more than a year in other worlds, but when he returned, the hands on the clock had just passed an hour.

After going to the bathroom and washing his face, Ryan sat back on the bed and began to meditate. Thankfully, as his level of strength rises, time leaves fewer and fewer traces on his physical body. The past year and a half has not left many traces of time on him, so he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by others that something is wrong.

And so it was, and the next morning there was hardly anyone who saw that Ryan had ever left. Only Hermione glanced at Ryan suspiciously, as if she had thought of something, and then lowered her head to eat her breakfast.

Sure enough, even if Ryan has covered it up, most people can't see the change in himself. But in the face of Hermione, who knew part of the details and was careful, he still missed the bottom.

So at noon that day, Hermione took an opportunity to ask Ryan. After knowing what Ryan did, he was amazed by the experience described for Ryan. After all, there are also books from Old Man Tolkien in this world, and Hermione naturally knows what Ryan's journey to destroy the Lord of the Rings is like.

"This is Gandalf's sword?" As he narrates, Ryan pulls out enemy fencing as proof. Hermione touched the sword curiously. "Yes, he gave me this sword because his mission in Middle-earth is over. Ryan told how the sword got into his hand.

"It's been an epic journey, but it's a pity I can't tell you. After hearing this, Hermione said with some regret.

"By the way, I'll give you this thing. This way you'll also have an extra hand to free up in battle. Ryan looked at Hermione and said suddenly after recounting his previous adventures. Because he remembered that Hermione had also learned fighting techniques from him, his combat ability would definitely improve significantly if he could free up a hand holding a wand.

He pulled something out of his pocket and handed it to Hermione, "I just made it before I came back, and it probably doesn't fit your fingers." Give it a try, and if the size doesn't fit, I can change it now. ”

It was a ring, shining with a warm luster in the sunlight outside the window, and the silver ring had intricate patterns on the body, and a small red gemstone was inlaid on it. This ring was completed by Ryan at Mr. Luo Zhen's house, the material comes from the remaining materials of his ring, the ring is cast at the same time as the same batch of mythril and the mold, and the red gem on the top is the fragment of the Virgin of Rose inlaid on the ring in Ryan's hand is remelted, only the size of a mung bean. Finally, Ryan poured an unquenchable fire the size of a needle's tip into it.

Hermione couldn't help but be stunned when she saw that Ryan had a ring in her hand.

"This is made by me smelting Mithril, which has a defensive effect against magical spirits and physical attacks, and can also cast spells in place of your wand. You put it on first to see if it fits, because there is still the last step to complete, and the size is not suitable and can be modified. ”

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then took the ring and put it on her right index finger, feeling like it fits perfectly.

It's a good fit. Hermione replied in a low voice, bowing her head. If anyone could see her face, it would be as red as a ripe apple, even steaming.

"Okay, in that case, let's take the final step, fusion. With that, Ryan pulled out a silver knife with broken runes on it and handed it to Hermione.

"What should I do?" asked Hermione, taking the knife with her head down.

"By slashing your own hand and dripping blood onto the gem, you will be able to master the ring and manipulate its power. Ryan didn't notice the change in Hermione's face, and he was straightforward about how to use the ring.

Hermione gritted her teeth, raised her knife and took a deep breath, then slashed her left little finger lightly. A few drops of blood blew from the wound on her fingertips, and she rubbed her little finger against the ring gem in her right hand.

As soon as the blood touched the gem, the silver ring showed blood-colored elven writing. This wonderful thing was something Hermione had never seen before.

After the red text disappeared, Hermione felt a series of messages being passed into her mind. After receiving this information, Hermione looked at Ryan and said, "This ring that resists the three unforgivable curses once a day is too precious for me to accept. As she spoke, she reached for her left hand and tried to remove the ring from her right index finger. However, Ryan leaned over and reached out and pressed her left hand, a gesture that made Hermione's face redder even more.

"You know I'm an alchemist, and you know how much wealth I have. So these things aren't that precious to me, so you might as well take them. Besides, this ring already recognizes you as the Lord, and others can't use it if they take it. ”

"Alright, I've taken the ring, you let me go. Hermione stopped struggling and looked at Ryan as she spoke. Ryan found that his posture was a little wrong at this time, as if it was too ambiguous. So he quickly withdrew his hand and sat back in his original position.

"I'll be wearing this ring, but if you want to take it back, you can just take it from me. Hermione finally said. This answer was very much in line with her character, so Ryan nodded and agreed with her.

In the brightly lit living room, Hermione began to experiment with her ring to cast her magic. Ryan was on the side guiding him. Fortunately, the use of the ring is not much different from that of a wand, and it only took more than half an hour for Hermione to master the use of the ring. After a red glow of the Unconscious Spell shattered the plank in Ryan's hand, the two decided to rest for a while before continuing to practice.

"Kreacher's craft is getting better and better. In between practice, Ryan said as he ate the cream cookies that had just been brought to him on the table.

"It's just that it had a knot before, so the craft is wasted. Hermione took a cookie and put it in her mouth. "Now that it is slowly recovering, it will naturally reflect the heritage of a pure-blood wizard family with a long history. And Kreacher was younger than he thought, at most fifty or sixty years old as a wizard. I looked old before, but I was a little old because I was too sad. ”

Speaking of this, Hermione seemed to think of something and asked, "Well, why did you give me the ring this time, instead of a bracelet or a necklace or something?" ”

"Because the best magic item in that world is a ring, I'm afraid I won't be able to achieve the best effect by doing anything else. If you want to do it, you must do your best. Ryan told the truth.

"Oh. Hermione's face became a little complicated, but she quickly recovered. "But how can I explain this ring, which looks very valuable? ”

"There is no need to explain that after the recognition of the Lord, such a ring cannot be seen by anyone but himself and the person wearing the ring. ”

"That's good. Hermione looked relieved. She's not the kind of girl who likes to show off, so she doesn't want her ring to be seen by too many people. Now Ryan's answer was exactly what she expected.

By about four o'clock in the afternoon, Ryan was called by the twins to go to the Weasley Joke Store to deal with some things. Hermione sent them to the door.

Lane went to Diagon Alley and Ryan didn't see it, after he was seen away by the twins with his retinue. Hermione shifted the ring to the ring finger of her left hand.