Harry hissed out a bespoke Summoning Spell, a form of Mind Magic that he'd learned from Narcissa. He did it in his own personal Celtic language, just to make it even cooler. He hardly ever used his family's private tongue, but Harry always felt as if it connected him to an ancient power, that was both deep and satisfying to channel, whenever he did. And, as he was about to kidnap Ron Weasley's spirit, it seemed somehow appropriate. The magic paused and waited, like a python about to strike, then Harry concentrated it high above him, before firing into the snapped wedding ring.