However, when Ginny saw the unfamiliar person behind Ron, she blushed slightly and didn't say anything.
"My sister, really. Usually, she listens to me pretty well." Ron tried hard to appear as if he could control her in front of Wang Yong, not wanting to lose face as the older brother in front of others.
"Alright," Wang Yong laughed. "Let's play together. We might not get another chance like this at Hogwarts."
"True," Ron nodded. "I heard first years aren't allowed to bring broomsticks."
"I don't know which house I'll end up in. Both my parents graduated from Gryffindor. If I end up in a different house, I'm not sure how they'll react. I don't think it's bad to go to Ravenclaw, but just think about it… Please don't let me be sorted into Slytherin."
Wang Yong smiled slightly. "Your family, the Weasleys, will definitely end up in Gryffindor."
But which house would he end up in?
Wang Yong thought for a moment. He hadn't received his acceptance letter yet, so it was a bit early to worry about it. But he definitely didn't want to be sorted into Slytherin. If that happened, he'd be ostracized by the other three houses, and his Chinese face would make it hard for him to fit in. Hufflepuff had too little presence, so forget about that. If he ended up there, he might be seen as intellectually inferior. He hoped he'd be sorted into Ravenclaw or Gryffindor.
Pushing these thoughts aside, the three of them continued to toss the ball while riding the slow-moving Silver Arrow. They also had a broomstick, but to keep things fair, none of them used it.
Wang Yong found that he was pretty good at flying. He was quick to catch and throw the ball with ease.
The four of them played until they were sweaty, just in time for Mrs. Weasley to finish making afternoon tea. They drank tea, ate cakes and cookies, and felt great.
During this time, Wang Yong let go of his most intense goals and truly immersed himself in the magical world.
Wang Yong stood up and said to Ron, "Well, we should head back now."
Ron looked surprised. "Aren't you staying here?"
Mrs. Weasley spoke up, "I haven't prepared dinner yet."
"No, I'll head back home. I'm used to it. Now that I know where the Burrow is, I can come over anytime."
Seeing that Wang Yong had made up his mind, Mrs. Weasley nodded.
Wang Yong had already registered his home in the Ministry of Magic's Floo Network, but he didn't have any Floo powder with him at the moment.
In the next instant, Wang Yong and Susan appeared in the unused fireplace at his home.
The two of them stumbled out of the fireplace, feeling a bit awkward. The sunset light hit Susan's side profile, and for a moment, Wang Yong stared at her in a daze.
Susan, feeling embarrassed by Wang Yong's gaze, blushed and pretended not to notice. "Well, I'm heading home now."
Wang Yong snapped back to reality. "I'll walk you."
Susan nodded lightly.
Though their houses were only a few steps away, the two of them felt like they'd walked for a long time.
Finally, they reached Aunt Amelia's house.
Wang Yong watched as Susan walked toward her house at a slow pace, like the speed of a five-centimeter-per-second walk.
"Goodbye, I had a great time today. And thanks for your cat." Susan turned back and said to Wang Yong while kicking the ground lightly.
"Mm." Wang Yong waved his hand.
In that moment, Susan quickly pecked him on the cheek before hastily running into her house, slamming the door behind her.
Wang Yong stood stunned in front of the door, absentmindedly touching the spot where Susan had kissed him. He couldn't help but wonder, "This little Western girl is surprisingly mature… but why do I feel this inexplicable sweetness inside?"
A strange sound came from behind him.
Wang Yong turned around and saw Aunt Amelia, returning from work with a knowing, half-smiling expression.
"Ah, Aunt Amelia, hello. Just now…"
Amelia patted Wang Yong's head. "Mm-hmm. I saw it. A couple saying a heartfelt goodbye. Tsk tsk…"
Wang Yong's face turned red for a moment, just for that instant, but he was sure of it.
Well, in that kind of atmosphere, Wang Yong returned home. He sat foolishly at his desk in front of his bedroom for a long while, until his owl started hooting loudly in protest, reminding him of his responsibilities.
Overall, owls were quite low-maintenance pets. Once released, they would go out to catch some mice or whatever. There was also an owlery at school. No need to worry about them.
Wang Yong roasted a piece of beef, sliced some bread, and prepared some meat for his owl. The little owl ate happily, pecking his fingers affectionately before spreading its wings and flying into the dark night sky.
Now, it was time for magic study.
Wang Yong turned on the light, opened his Standard Spells, Beginner Level book, and began reading.
That night, Wang Yong didn't sleep.
The magical world unfolded before Wang Yong in all its vibrant and mysterious glory. Magic opened the door to wonders, enchanting and extraordinary.
Night passed quickly, and the morning sun greeted Wang Yong with its warmth.
Leaning back in his chair, Wang Yong had already read through half of the first-year textbooks. Another day and he would finish them. The material was easy for someone of his intellect, a grown-up at heart.
But mastery…
Wang Yong picked up the wand at his side and lightly flicked it toward the owl's cage. "Wingardium Leviosa!"
The cage floated up, defying the laws of physics.
A smile finally crept across Wang Yong's face, slowly widening until he laughed wildly, looking up at the sky.
This was a moment to remember—April 28, 1991, the day Wang Yong finally gained extraordinary power.
As for potions, he needed to experiment. Thankfully, his basement was well-equipped with cauldrons and other necessary tools. He even had advanced books, allowing him to experiment freely—though he hoped not to blow himself up in the process.
Herbology would have to wait until school, where he could see the magical plants and creatures. For now, he could only study what was in his textbook.
For Wang Yong, potions and spells were the most fascinating aspects of magic.
He spent these days tirelessly immersing himself in the magical world, either experimenting in the basement or practicing spells, while ordering books and materials from Lihen Bookstore and a potion supply shop through his owl.
He was completely absorbed in the wonders of magic, forgetting his fatigue and hunger. If he got hungry, he'd cook something simple. If he was tired, he'd collapse into bed.
Even Susan was somewhat neglected, but she was the type who didn't mind being alone. She watched Wang Yong experiment and practice magic without finding it boring. In fact, she found the magic world fascinating and even wanted to buy a wand to start practicing herself.
Late at night, Wang Yong's eyes burned with the intensity of glowing coal.