Wentworth picked up the diary in front of him and put it in a pile of miscellaneous items in the Room of Requirement, intending to take it back to the Witch Party after the end of the semester. You know, many old people in the Witch Party have long been dissatisfied with someone trying to be on an equal footing with Gellert Grindelwald.

Afterwards, Wentworth didn't bother to deal with the angry Tom Riddle anymore and walked out of the Room of Requirement.

But what Wentworth didn't notice was that shortly after Wentworth left the Room of Requirement, Ron's figure walked out from the darkness at the corner of the corridor.

Ron looked at Wentworth who left empty-handed, with a puzzled look on his face. Then he looked at the Room of Requirement which had not disappeared yet. Ron gritted his teeth and walked straight in.

As soon as he entered, Ron blurted out: "Oh my God, what room did Wentworth ask for from the Room of Requirement this time? A garbage dump?"

Ron looked at the room full of clutter and couldn't help but frowning.

Just when Ron was about to give up the search and leave, suddenly, a faint call sounded in Ron's heart.

"Who?! Who is behind this?!"

Ron immediately became alert, drew out his wand, and looked around vigilantly.

But for some reason, there was always a voice in Ron's heart urging him to keep moving forward.

Finally, Ron couldn't hold back the throbbing in his heart and slowly walked into the Room of Requirement.

Following the vague call, Ron walked step by step into the pile of debris.

Finally, Ron saw the diary.

At the first glance, Ron was sure that what his "sister" gave to Wentworth was this quaint diary in front of him.

At this moment, Ron suddenly came to his senses and began to tremble all over.

"Oh my God, what am I doing? Something is wrong, very wrong! Was I just...was I controlled?"

Just as Ron was backing away slowly with a look of horror on his face and holding his wand, suddenly, that voice sounded in Ron's heart again.

"Are you willing?"

As Ron asked this question, the scene of his own Burrow appeared in his mind.

Ron in the Burrow, from childhood to adulthood, played with the toys left over by his brothers, wore the clothes left over by his brothers, even when he came to Hogwarts, he read the textbooks left over by his brothers, and even the wand he used was the one his brothers exchanged for.

Since childhood, Ron has been the neglected one. Even his younger sister Ginny, who is the only girl in the Weasley family, received much more attention and love than Ron.

At this moment, Ron, who was lost in his memories, suddenly became angry with red eyes. He shouted angrily: "Enough! I don't care who you are. My parents have given me the best they can give! You! Don't have the right to say that about them!"

As Ron roared, the memories in Ron's mind instantly shattered.

Just as Ron was about to breathe a sigh of relief, that voice rang out in his mind again:

"Are you willing?"

Ron felt that the peer who didn't even know how to enter Platform 9 3/4 from the first time he met him, he could be friends with him. It was a kind of attraction between the same kind.

When we first met at the station, the boy was wearing ragged clothes and had a hazy shyness on his face. He was even worse than me, but at least I had my parents to see me off.

That's why, after getting on the bus, I deliberately went to his room, intending to become friends with him. It's human nature to keep each other warm.

However, what I didn't expect was that the boy turned out to be the famous Harry Potter! On the train, he casually took out several gold Galleons to buy snacks without blinking an eye. Compared with the embarrassment of having only a few sandwiches on him, I knew at that time that I was actually different from him.

After arriving at Hogwarts, Harry Potter would attract people's attention wherever he went. The professors and even the headmaster showed special concern for Harry, and even I, a carefree person, could vaguely feel it.

And what about me? I had somehow become a little follower of the famous Harry! It was as if I had deliberately gotten close to Harry! "No! That's not the case! Harry has never treated me as a follower. We are friends, best friends! No matter what good things Harry has, he will share them with me! We are friends!"

Ron was seen covering his head, shaking his head repeatedly, his face full of pain.

At this moment, the voice that frightened Ron came again: "Are you willing?"

What appeared in Ron's mind this time was not a memory, but the scene that appeared this time made Ron feel even more uncomfortable.

I saw that myself and Harry in my mind had grown up. At this moment, I was standing at the door of an auditorium wearing a suit that didn't fit me well.

A moment later, as the bells in the auditorium rang, the music started playing at the same time, and there was warm applause from the audience! Just when I was still at a loss, Harry beside me suddenly pushed me with his arm.

When I looked in the direction Harry was looking, I saw Hermione, wearing a white wedding dress, walking in slowly like a fairy.

I have to admit that when Ron saw Hermione at this moment, he felt like he was about to get drunk!

However, the next second, another man appeared beside Hermione. Although he had changed his appearance, she still recognized him at a glance. This man who suddenly appeared was Draco! Draco was wearing a straight suit. Compared with the ill-fitting suit on her, the suit Draco was wearing seemed to be tailor-made, which made Draco look handsome and tall.

Afterwards, Draco and Hermione held hands and completed a grand wedding amidst the music and applause that filled the church.

She was looking at everything in front of her in a daze, until Hermione and Draco walked up to her arm in arm.

Draco proudly showed off how many gold Galleons he had spent on today's wedding. Hermione greeted Harry and said that she and Draco were very grateful that the famous Harry Potter could take time out of his busy schedule to attend their wedding.

Myself?! I felt like a nobody, so out of place among the well-dressed guests around me.

Even Hermione and Draco didn't even look at him, as if he didn't exist.

"Are you willing?"

The voice in his heart sounded again. This time, Ron did not escape. Instead, he said with red eyes:

"I won't accept this!"

(End of this chapter)