Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 435 Curly-haired Baboon
Harry wasn't particularly interested in what was going on between Ginny and Dean; after all, he wasn't a gossip.

He sat down in the chair, took out the crystal ball, and planned to find a video to watch.

Recently, Mr. Flamel has taken on quite a few apprentices in his alchemy lab, and has even collaborated with a Muggle named Steve to develop some built-in "apps" for the crystal ball. Harry doesn't really understand what these "apps" are, but he finds them impressive.

Steve left a deep impression on Harry, who felt that he had many ingenious ideas—and Steve's feelings for Mr. Flamel went beyond mere admiration; he practically worshipped him like a god.

“Actually, I originally wanted to return to my old company as a consultant,” Steve and Harry said. “But Mr. Flamel’s job posting caught my eye—so I thought, why not? So I sent him an email on a whim, and when I first met him, I was absolutely stunned…”

Then, Steve spent a full half hour recounting his shock at learning of the existence of the wizarding world.

After Steve joined, the development of the Crystal Ball seemed to enter a transformative phase.

First, at Steve's suggestion, Mr. Lemaître made the crystal ball into a small, cube-shaped piece that was easier to hold and handle with one hand—not much bigger than a Chocolate Frog card, but just the right size for one hand; then, again at Steve's suggestion, Mr. Lemaître developed an even larger product, which was the size of two laptops, had better performance, and projected clearer videos, but was a bit too big.

But many wizards are willing to buy it.

From then on, Mr. Lemaître officially named these two products the Magic Stone Phone 1 and the Magic Stone Tablet 1.

It seems that Mr. Lemaître is gearing up to develop the next generation of products.

"It's the Philosopher's Stone 1..." Ron said with some envy. "Is this Mr. Flamel's latest product?"

Harry then remembered this and took out several cell phones from his wallet, while calling out to Ginny, who was yelling at Thomas.

For a fleeting moment, Harry saw a resemblance to Mrs. Weasley in Ginny.

“This is Mr. Flamel’s latest product, and you will all receive one.” Harry handed the new product to them. “You just need to attach them to your original crystal balls to transfer data… Sorry, I received these this morning. They were supposed to be sent to you this morning, but I forgot about it because we had to go back to school.”

"Oh my god, this is wonderful." Without saying a word, Ron snatched the two products from Harry's hands and stroked them with great affection.

That expression would have been even more vivid if he had said "My Precious" as well.

The other students around him also gathered around. This was the most sought-after item in the wizarding world recently. They looked at the package in Ron's hands with envy, their envy almost solidifying.

Ginny and Hermione were surrounded by girls who were all clamoring to see the latest products.

Meanwhile, Ron... Ron was still fondling his phone.

It's no wonder Ron is so fond of it; after all, it's Mr. Flamel's flagship product, and the latest unreleased Philosopher's Stone series. Being able to get these things ahead of time is enough for him to show off in front of George and Fred.

Sure enough, the first thing he did after turning on his phone was to re-authenticate, and then he called Fred.

Fred didn't answer. After a while, he called George, and that's when the call was finally connected.

"Hi, little Ronnie," George greeted him with a grin. "Did you miss your brothers?"

"Where's Fred?" Ron asked bluntly.

“Fred, Fred just went to the bathroom,” George said. “He was just about to call you back when you called me—so, what’s up?”

In front of the two of them, Ron opened the packaging of the first generation of the Philosopher's Stone tablet.

“Look,” Ron said with a grin, “this is Mr. Lemaître’s latest product, the Philosopher’s Stone tablet. I’m using the Philosopher’s Stone phone right now, aren’t you envious? This is the latest model, and it won’t be officially announced for release until next February…”

Upon hearing Ron's words, the two remained silent for a moment, then a sharp explosion erupted.

"Alright, alright." Ron smiled with satisfaction, then said to the two of them, "As my older brother, you two naturally have a share too... Keep an eye on the packages tomorrow, I'll have Piglet deliver them to you."

“You’re such a good little brother,” Fred and George said with satisfaction. “We both agree that your clothes are a bit worn…we’ll pick out a few more handsome dragon-skin jackets for you when your brothers get them—”

Ron gave an OK sign.

He turned to look at Harry, only to find Harry engrossed in watching a video.

It appears to be a wizard adventuring in the wild.

“Look,” the wizard said, looking somewhat disheveled but in good spirits, his eyes sparkling. “If you’re out in the wild without food, these insects are a great source of warmth. Let’s press our ears against the tree trunk and listen for the sounds of insects inside—”

After saying this, the wizard pressed his ear to the tree and, after listening carefully, picked up his wand and cut open the bark.

"Here it is, this is what I'm talking about."

He reached out and picked up a plump, white worm that was still in the pupa stage, and introduced it to the camera: "This is a rhinoceros beetle larva. You can eat them raw—or you can use magic to start a fire and roast them. I'm telling you, they're a rare delicacy when roasted... But obviously, if we're being hunted by a dark wizard, using magic will expose our location, so we'll have to eat them raw."

He threw the worm, still in its pupa, into his mouth and chewed it with a troubled expression.

“Hmm, chicken flavor,” he said, “but it feels like it’s bursting in my mouth. But that’s okay, this worm has five times the protein of beef—that’s something I learned from Muggles!”

"Ugh!" Ron groaned, a surge of sensation washing over him. "What is this thing? Why is it so scary?"

“Oh.” Harry looked up and paused the video. “This is Bear Grylls, a year older than Bill. He’s an adventure blogger on a video website… He didn’t get many views at first, but after he showed real wilderness survival skills, you see—”

As he spoke, Harry showed Ron the video on his phone, which had a staggering 100,000 views.

This is a terrifying number for the wizarding world—more than the number of wizards in the British wizarding world!
And Bear Grylls has over 100,000 fans, which is quite a large number. "It's really bizarre," Ron said, rubbing his chest. "Share it with me, I need to see how this guy survives in the wilderness—it's disgusting, but it looks really exciting... Besides these bugs, what else does he eat?"

“There are many things,” Harry shrugged. “Besides insects, he’ll eat sheep’s eyeballs raw, all kinds of meat, and even try to squeeze undigested food from camels to get water… Basically, there’s nothing he won’t eat…”

Ron has a very vivid imagination; he already has a picture in mind.

Surprisingly, although his intuition told him it was disgusting, he still wanted to try to see what was going on.

The little glutton is...

“No, I need to go back and see what’s going on,” Ron said resolutely.

Back in his dormitory, Harry gave Seamus and Neville each a gift.

The two were naturally very surprised, but Harry said that as roommates and members of the Duel Hut, they deserved such a gift.

Of course, Harry didn't forget his graduating classmates either; Cedric and Megan each received a set as a gift.

As a result, the entire dormitory woke up very late the next morning.

Harry and Ron didn't mind, as they didn't have classes for the first two periods in the morning. But Seamus and Neville were in trouble; they had to get up and run to the Great Hall for lunch.

At the start of the new semester, sixth-grade students received a surprise: a large notice had been pinned up on the bulletin board in the common room the night before.

Apparition Class

If you are 17 years of age or older, or will turn 17 on August 31, you may attend the 12-week Apparition course taught by the Ministry of Magic Apparition instructors.

Those who wish to participate, please sign below.

Tuition fee: 12 Galleons.

“This—Apparition,” Ron asked Harry, scratching his chin. “Should be quite interesting? I remember that after Fred and George learned this spell a while ago, they basically didn’t need to walk anymore, but instead used Apparition to teleport up and down stairs… By the way, you know this spell too, right?”

“Yes,” Harry said briefly. “However, this spell is a bit dangerous. If you’re not careful, it can cause your Apparition to split apart… Of course, now that you’re old enough, I can also guide you on how to Apparate outside of the classes taught by the professor.”

“That’s wonderful!” Ron said with delight, then suddenly hesitated and asked, “I remember that apparitions aren’t allowed at school, right? You seemed to have mentioned it to me back in first year.”

“Yes,” Harry nodded. “But with the Phoenix’s help, you can Apparate freely within the school.”

“No wonder,” Ron said suddenly. “No wonder Professor Dumbledore can always come and go as he pleases; he has a phoenix!”

Ron wasn't the only one excited about learning Apparition. All day long, people were talking about the course, yearning to be able to disappear and reappear at will.

“How awesome! If only I could—” Seamus snapped his fingers to disappear, “My cousin Figo deliberately used this move to annoy me. Once I learn it… he won’t have a moment’s peace…”

Lost in his reverie, he swung his wand a little too hard, turning the spring he was supposed to transform into a water dragon from the day's Charms class assignment into a jet of water that bounced off the ceiling and struck Professor Flitwick in the face.

Professor Flitwick waved his wand to dry himself off; he was clearly angry and ordered Seamus to copy "I am a wizard, not a baboon waving a stick" a hundred times.

As a result, Simmo earned the nickname "Curly-haired Baboon".

Because his hair was naturally curly—though he repeatedly claimed it wasn't from the explosion, Harry clearly remembered that Seamus wasn't naturally curly.

Brothers, who doesn't know who? You're still saying this curly hair isn't from an explosion?

“You’re really something now, Seamus,” Neville chimed in, delivering a fatal blow to Seamus. “Look at you, you’re pretty good with water and fire, creating explosions and water tornadoes…”

Seamus was furious. He wrapped his arm around Neville's head and shoved the back of his hand into Neville's forehead several times.

“So,” Seamus asked curiously after joking around with Neville, “Harry, can you tell us what Apparition feels like? You know, we’re all very curious…”

“That feeling isn’t really pleasant, especially when you’re not familiar with it,” Harry shrugged. “Excluding the possibility that a failed Apparition will cause you to split, the first time you Apparate, it feels like you’re being squeezed out of a very narrow rubber tube—that intense squeezing sensation from all sides makes it impossible to breathe. It feels like your chest is being tightly locked in by an iron clamp, your eyes are bulging deep into your brain, and your eardrums feel like they’re about to explode.”

"This...it feels so bad?" the people around exclaimed in astonishment.

“Of course,” Harry said with a smile. “Otherwise, why would the age limit for Apparition be set at seventeen?”

"How far can it travel at most?" Simo asked.

“I don’t know the specific limitations, but I do know that as the distance of Apparition increases, its difficulty also increases—Intercontinental Apparition can only be used by highly skilled wizards, otherwise it may result in splitting, serious injury, or even death,” Harry said truthfully.

“And what about you?” Neville asked. “How far can you Apparate?”

“You know,” Harry said with a shrug, “sometimes I like to spend the weekends in Vienna with Vivi, and then come back on Sunday—”

"It's so far!" Neville exclaimed in surprise.

“Just practice more,” Harry said with a chuckle. “I was just talking to Ron about how, besides the Apparition lessons at school, I could teach you some Apparition tricks… but only after you’ve mastered the spell. I don’t want you trying to run before you’ve even learned to walk, understand?”

(End of this chapter)