Chapter 378 Ring

After seeing the green-painted gold ceiling of Room 12, Grimmauld Place again, Ryan had a feeling of a lifetime away. 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 to wash his face, Ryan sat back on the bed and started meditating. Fortunately, as his strength level rises, time can leave less and less traces on the body. This year and a half has not left much traces of time on him, so there is no need to worry about being discovered by others.

The truth was that no one saw that Ryan had ever left the next morning. Only Hermione glanced suspiciously at Ryan, as if thinking of something, then lowered her head to eat her breakfast.

Sure enough, even though Ryan has covered things up so that most people can't see their changes. But in the face of Hermione, who knew part of the details and was careful, he still leaked the bottom line.

So at noon that day, Hermione found an opportunity to ask Ryan. Was amazed at the experience Lane described after knowing what Lane did. After all, this world also has a book by Mr. Tolkien, and Hermione naturally knew what Ryan's journey to destroy the Lord of the Rings by himself would look like.

This is Gandalf's sword? In the process of telling, Ryan took out the enemy's fencing sword as proof. Hermione touched the sword curiously. Yes, he gave this sword to me because his mission in Middle-earth is over. Ryan explained how the sword got into his hands.

It's an epic journey, but unfortunately I can't tell everyone. Hermione said regretfully after listening.

By the way, I'll give you this thing. This way you can free up one more hand in the battle. Ryan looked at Hermione and said suddenly after telling about the previous adventure. Because he remembered at this time that Hermione also learned fighting skills from him, so if he can free up a hand holding a wand, his fighting ability will definitely improve significantly.

He took something out of his pocket and handed it to Hermione. The one I just made before I came back may not fit your fingers. Try it. If the size doesn't fit I can change it now.

It was a ring, shining with a warm luster under the sunlight outside the window. The silver ring had complicated patterns on it, and a small red gemstone was inlaid on it. This ring was made by Ryan at Mr. Luo Zhen's house. The material came from the material left over from his ring. The ring was cast at the same time with the same batch of mithril and the mold, and the red gem on it was the one in Ryan's hand. The fragments of the Madonna of the Rosary inlaid on the ring were remelted and were only the size of a mung bean. In the end, Ryan also injected an inextinguishable fire the size of the tip of a needle into it.

Hermione was taken aback when she saw that Ryan was holding a ring.

This is made by me smelting mithril. It has a certain defensive effect on magical spirits and physical attacks, and can also cast spells instead of your wand. Try it on first to see if it is suitable, because the last step has not been completed. , the size is not suitable and can be modified.

Hermione hesitated, took the ring and put it on the index finger of her right hand, it felt very suitable.

very suitable. Hermione replied in a low voice with her head lowered. If anyone could see her face, she would be as red as a ripe apple, even steaming.

Okay, since that's the case, let's finish the last step, fusion. After that, Ryan took out a silver knife with folded runes drawn on it and handed it to Hermione.

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

Cut a knife in one's own hand and drip blood on the gem,

You can fully master the ring and manipulate its power. Ryan didn't notice the change in Hermione's face, and he bluntly explained how to use the ring.

Hermione gritted her teeth, raised her knife, took a deep breath, and then stroked the little finger of her left hand lightly. A few drops of blood scattered from the wound on the fingertip, and then she rubbed the pinky finger on the ring gem on her right hand.

As soon as the blood touched the gem, the blood-colored elf text was displayed on the silver ring. Such a wonderful thing Hermione had never seen before.

After the red text disappeared, Hermione felt a series of information being passed into her mind. After receiving these messages, Hermione looked at Ryan and said, This kind of ring that resists three kinds of Unforgivable Curses once a day is too precious for me to take. She then stretched her left hand to her right index finger and tried to take the ring off. However, Ryan reached out and held her left hand, which made Hermione's face even redder.

You know that I am an alchemist, and you know how much wealth I have. So these things are not so precious to me, you should accept them. Besides, this ring has been recognized as your master, and others can use it. Nope.

Okay, I've accepted this ring, let me go. Hermione stopped struggling and looked at Ryan. At this time, Ryan found that his posture was a bit wrong, as if he was too ambiguous. So he quickly retracted his hand and sat back to his original position.

I'll be wearing this ring, but you can just take it from me whenever you want to take it back, said Hermione at last. This answer was in line with her character, so Ryan nodded to agree with her.

In the bright living room, Hermione began to try to cast magic with the ring. Ryan was guiding him on the side. Fortunately, the use of the ring was not much different from that of the wand. It only took more than half an hour for Hermione to master the use of the ring. After the red light of a stun spell shattered the wooden board in Ryan's hand, the two decided to rest for a while before continuing to practice.

Kreacher's craftsmanship is getting better and better. Between practice, Ryan said, eating the cream biscuits that had just been brought to the table.

It just had a knot in the past, so the craft was wasted. Hermione also took a biscuit and put it in her mouth. Now, after slowly recovering, it will naturally reflect the heritage of a pure-blood wizard family with a long history. And Kreacher is younger than expected, at most equivalent to the wizard's fifty or sixty years old. I looked old before because it was only because It's too sad, so I look a little old.

Speaking of which, Hermione seemed to have thought of something and asked, Well, why did you give me a ring this time instead of a bracelet or necklace or something.

Because the best magic item in that world is the ring, I'm worried that I won't get the best results if I do anything else. If I want to do it, I must do it the best. Ryan said the truth.

Oh. Hermione's face became a little complicated, but she quickly recovered. But how can you explain this seemingly precious ring to others?

There's no need to explain, this kind of ring can't be seen by anyone other than yourself 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 Lane's answer is exactly what she expected.

By about four o'clock in the afternoon, Ryan was called by the twins to go to the Weasley Joke Shop to do some business together. Hermione led them to the door.

Going to Diagon Alley Lane didn't see him, after he was revealed and left by the twins with their entourage. Hermione changed the ring to the ring finger of her left hand.